Renegade Immortal

Wang Lin kept staring at the monk who was holding the jade slip of his own soul. At the moment when the other three were about to crush the jade slip, he opened his mouth without saying a word and spit out a green light. The green light flashed and cut towards the opponent.

As soon as the green light came out, the surrounding area was suddenly chilly. The blood-refined flying sword that was cultivated with Wang Lin's life changed after Wang Lin practiced the Huangquan Shengqiao Art, and there was a trace of "extreme" meaning. , unknowingly displayed on the flying sword.

The cold air on the flying sword was extremely domineering, and the surrounding flowers and plants were suddenly turned into ice crystals by the cold air. Even the monks at the early stage of foundation establishment beside them all became stiff and numb in an instant, and their skin was visible to the naked eye. crystallize.

The cultivator holding the jade slip of Wang Lin's soul was startled immediately, before he had time to crush the slip, he quickly backed away, but he never dreamed that the little green sword disappeared in front of him with a buzzing sound. In a daze, the monk quickly sacrificed his defensive magic weapon, but it was too late.

The flying sword appeared one zhang in front of the opponent, with a flash of green light, it pierced the monk's throat, pierced out, and a bloody arrow flew far away, the monk clutched his neck in disbelief, and fell slowly.

Wang Lin jumped up, grabbed the soul jade slip from the air, and threw it into the storage bag.

All this happened so fast, it is best described as lightning and flint. At this time, the other two monks in the late stage of foundation establishment had already crushed the soul jade slip, and a pink smoke floated out from the shattered jade slip. Like a wave, it forms a ring and surges around.

The coffins where the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect stored the puppets, one by one, when they encountered the pink smoke, they immediately heard the sound of "呲呲" from the coffins, as if someone was lying in the coffin and was constantly scratching with the nails of both hands. Like a coffin.

Looking at those disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage, each of them stood motionless as if they had been cast with a body-holding spell.

After crushing the jade slips, the two cultivators at the late stage of foundation establishment rushed towards the giant gate that was about to collapse at an extremely fast speed without even looking at Wang Lin.

The two of them entered in a flash, and immediately after, the giant gate dissipated completely, turning into specks of crystal light, which slowly disappeared without a trace.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin quickly backed away, looked at the position where the Corpse Yin Sect disciples were, and remained silent.

At this time, the barking sound became louder and louder, and suddenly one of the coffin lids shattered open, and a pair of black claws protruded straight out, followed by a heavy panting sound.

Slowly, a mummy with long black hair all over its body sat up from the coffin, its eyes shone with green light, it turned its head to look around, and finally set its eyes on the owner who was closest to it.

There was a bloodthirsty coldness in its eyes, it jumped up suddenly, screamed, grabbed its master, and sucked its nose fiercely, immediately the early stage cultivator's body trembled, and his skin shrank at an extremely fast speed , turning into traces of white gas, quickly penetrated into the corpse puppet's body.

At the same time, the withered muscles on the corpse puppet slowly swelled as if it had been injected with vitality.

Not long after, the monk was already skinny, and he could only breathe out, not breathe in. Looking at the corpse puppet again, it has already recovered its human form.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse puppet inhaled again, and the cultivator snorted miserably, fell over and died, a wisp of yellow gas floated leisurely from the corpse, was grabbed by the corpse puppet's big hand, and stuffed directly into his mouth.

Soon, the corpse puppet's body changed rapidly, the hair grew back, and the black hair on the body gradually fell off. Almost in a blink of an eye, he became exactly the same as the previous monk.

At the same time, one after another, the coffin lids shattered open one after another, and a pair of corpse claws protruded from the coffin. As soon as these corpse puppets appeared, they immediately jumped up and rushed towards their respective masters.

Not all corpse puppets are like this, about one-third of corpse puppets, after crawling out of the coffin, looked around blankly and stood there motionless.

Wang Lin looked at the scene in front of him in shock, all the corpse puppets that swallowed the monks,

In the end, all of them possessed the cultivation base of the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Looking at the dozen or so monsters in front of him, Wang Lin's scalp felt numb, and he retreated cautiously.

At this moment, screams sounded one after another, and those corpse puppets that had been devoured in between turned into the appearance of their respective masters, and turned their attention to the remaining disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect, swarming up unanimously.

Flesh and blood flew, and the wind hit his face, Wang Lin turned around and left quickly without saying a word.

After walking a long distance, Wang Lin stood outside a dense forest in the valley with a gloomy expression. He had seen the viciousness of the Corpse Yin Sect. If he had stopped the cultivator before he crushed the jade slips, he might become one of those people now. The belly wrap of monsters.

Sneered a few times, Wang Lin knew that the Cassia Valley was full of dangers, and almost all the sects of Zhao Guozheng and demons gathered here. Wang Lin did not intend to participate in matters related to the battlefield outside the territory, and was going to find an exit to leave here. What he wanted to do now was Find a cold place, practice in retreat, and improve your cultivation.

So when he came into contact with the world of cultivation, Wang Lin felt more and more dangerous around him, and if he was not careful, he would die on the spot. But since he had embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, if he wanted to go on safely, he had to make himself stronger.

At the same time, the wood-attributed material needed by the Tianni beads is also the focus of Wang Lin's heart.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly Wang Lin took a few steps back, and with a bang, a black light flashed past where he was standing just now, and at the same time a burst of laughter came from the dense forest.

"Boy, you can hide very quickly." A young man in fancy clothes walked out of the dense forest slowly, stared at Wang Lin with a smile on his face, looked him up and down, and said, "Which sect?"

Wang Lin looked as usual, and said coldly: "The Corpse Yin Sect."

The young man in Chinese clothes was stunned, and said with a smile: "The Corpse Yin Sect? It is rumored that the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect always carry a coffin with them. Where is your coffin?"

Wang Lin glanced at the other party and frowned.

The young man snorted coldly, pointed his right hand, and a black glow appeared on his fingertips, and said, "Regardless of whether you are the Yin Sect or not, leave your storage bag."

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he found that there were still three people in the dense forest. He did not speak, and took a few steps back.

Seeing Wang Lin retreating, the young man showed contempt on his face. He tapped his right hand, and a black light flashed, shooting at Wang Lin's chest and heart.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows, waved his sleeves, and the Gravitation Technique turned into a big hand in front of him. The black light hit the big hand, rushed into it a few inches, and then dissipated.

Wang Lin glanced at the young man coldly, and in his consciousness, he found that the three people in the dense forest were approaching quickly. He didn't want to get entangled with each other, so he retreated quickly.

The young man's face was slightly angry. Although the other party was in the early stage of foundation establishment like himself, he was followed by three senior brothers, one of whom was in the middle stage of foundation establishment. The four of them did not walk with the rest of Tiandaomen, but another I have a plan, ready to act secretly, and take advantage of this opportunity to kill people and seize treasures.

You must know that in this competition, each sect has distributed a large number of magic weapons to the disciples of the foundation period in order to improve their strength.

Seeing that the other party was alone at this time, the young man couldn't help thinking of killing someone. Seeing Wang Lin backing away, he slapped the storage bag without saying a word, and an eight-inch ruler flew out immediately.

The ruler is emerald green, and immediately after it appeared, it exudes a strong fragrance. The young man took a deep breath, without saying a word about the emerald ruler, and suddenly the ruler moved, and with a buzzing sound, a huge black ganoderma emerged from the ruler. As soon as the ganoderma appeared , suddenly broke away from the ruler and floated in mid-air.

With a solemn expression, the young man quickly took out something from the storage bag, threw it out, and saw a red light flash, a blood-red poisonous bee rushed towards the ganoderma at an extremely fast speed, and devoured the ganoderma in just a few mouthfuls over.

Its volume suddenly became several times larger, as big as a fist. With a snarl, it charged towards Wang Lin.

All this is slow to say, but in fact it is only a blink of an eye. Wang Lin's eyes flickered coldly, and the small green sword flashed in front of him, rushing towards the poisonous bee.

The poisonous bee buzzed, and at the moment when the flying sword stabbed it, it dodged to the side, but at this moment, the flying sword suddenly disappeared in place, and when it appeared, it was already approaching the young man. Penetrating through, bringing up a cavity of blood.

The young man in Chinese clothes died suddenly before he could even react.

As soon as the young man died, the emerald ruler in mid-air immediately lost its luster and fell off. Wang Lin's Gravitation Technique reached out, grabbed the ruler and the storage bag on the young man's waist, and left quickly.

The poisonous bee circled in mid-air and quickly flew towards the direction Wang Lin fled.

At the same time, three figures quickly rushed out of the dense forest. The three were two men and one woman. One of the men looked gloomy, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chasing!"

At this moment, two uninvited guests came to a border town in the far north of Zhao State. One of them had a skinny face and was wearing a black robe. A sinister look flashed between his eyes.

Beside him, there was a monk with an immortal demeanor. This monk was quite old and had a lot of wrinkles on his face, but he had an elegant aura emanating from his body, which matched the gloom of the black-robed old man. sharp contrast.

At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding an antique mirror in his hand, looking at it constantly, counting in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Qiming, have you figured it out?" the black-robed old man said coldly, his voice full of killing intent.

The monk frowned, and said, "Teng Huayuan, you don't know the person's name or appearance, and you only rely on the power of a curse, how can I find it?"

That black-robed old man was obviously Teng Huayuan. He stared at the monk and said word by word: "Fellow Daoist Qiming, this old man spared no effort to offend Wufenggu to get the qualification token of the foreign battlefield just for your fortune." If you can help me find that person's close relative, as long as I, Teng Huayuan, can meet all the requirements, I will never frown."

The monk was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I will try my best, but fellow Taoist vine, you have a debt and a debt, and I hope you will live less and kill evil..."