"You, damn it!" Another person in the black mist said gloomily, and at the same time stretched out a miserable green hand from the mist, with a trace of black air, and patted Wei San.
Wei San's face was immediately pale, and he knelt on the ground with a shudder, and said with a trembling: "Disciple... The sentence of the disciple is true. Except for my guess at his cultivation level, the disciple..." He was so afraid that his words were a little incoherent.
All his fellow members of the evil fighting sect around him were expressionless, and a few even showed schadenfreude. The chill in Wei San's heart was even heavier, seeing that the withered hand was about to fall, and his brain suddenly flashed. , Immediately said loudly: "I... I remembered that, he asked the fellow at the Refining Pavilion, if there were any pill furnaces above Rank 5!"
In fact, Wei San didn't catch these words at all. He was pressed into a hurry now, and he started talking nonsense when he was in a hurry. As he said, he himself believed a little, and the other party might really buy a pill furnace.
The withered hand paused, and a gloomy voice came again: "Pill furnace? Wei San, do you know the fate of lying to me?"
Wei Sanyi gritted his teeth and raised his head and said, "The disciple dares to guarantee his life." He smiled bitterly in his heart, and secretly said that if he didn't say that, he would die now. It is better to gamble. If you lose, you will admit yourself to bad luck, but once you win , Life will be saved.
"It doesn't matter what he said is true or not, just go and see." The third elder, who has not spoken, said his voice like a bell at this time, Hao Hao came.
As soon as these words fell, the three of them no longer hesitated, and immediately took off and flew towards Wang Lin's direction. The disciples behind quickly followed closely. Wei San wiped his cold sweat, cursing secretly in his heart, but followed suit.
The elders of the three fighting evil sects originally represented the fighting evil sect. They came to Nandou City to discuss important matters with the three sects. At this time, the three sect disciples were given orders, and they were not allowed to stop the three of them. Therefore, on the way, although there are many people in the Douxie faction, they are chasing after it like a broken bamboo.
As for Wang Lin. During each flight, someone would come up for interrogation, and only after carefully checking the road signs would it be released. After a few times, Wang Lin was impatient. In addition, he sensed that someone was chasing behind him, so he didn't stop at all, rushed all the way and rushed out quickly.
Soon, he came to the gate of the city and rushed out instantly, not long after. Everyone from the Douxie faction chased after him and passed by in a flash. After they all left. The three disciples of Nandou City appeared from the city gate under the leadership of several cultivators in the Alchemy Period.
They just got the order. If the opponent is fighting fiercely in the city. Then drive out. If the other party leaves the city by himself. It neither hinders nor helps.
Wang Lin left Nandou City. Step on one's feet. The body immediately dived into the ground. The earth escape technique immediately began. Escape quickly.
The three cultivating monks in the pill formation stage were chasing down. One of them whispered. Turn over with your right hand. An ancient mirror appeared in the palm of his hand. He opened his mouth and let out a breath. The spiritual energy blew on the ancient mirror and immediately rolled around. The crystal light in the ancient mirror flickered, transforming into a long rainbow and quickly flew out of the monk's hands. After rotating a few times in mid-air, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the mirror. Point to the ground far away. And the light moved forward rapidly.
The three sneered. Follow the mirror light to chase.
The disciples of the fighting evil faction were also very excited. This feeling of chasing down the prey with the head of the martial art makes them feel deeply grateful.
Wang Lin frowned slightly. Snorted in my heart. The divine consciousness placed in Wei San's body immediately detonated.
I saw Wei San, who was among the Douxie disciples, suddenly grunted, spurting blood, leaning over his body, and falling from the flying sword. The doormates beside him were shocked.
Wang Lin continued to walk away at an unabated speed, but his spiritual consciousness spread out, condensing on one of the enemies, and another disciple of the Fighting Evil faction howled down with a thought.
As a result, the chasing Douxie disciples stopped involuntarily one after another, not daring to continue. Only the three cultivators in the alchemy stage didn't care at all, staring at the place pointed by the mirror in the distance, and chasing them out.
One of the cultivators waved a big hand, and a black giant seal flew out from his sleeve. After a few quick turns in the air, it turned into a giant peak. Following the monk's sneer, the giant peak immediately smashed down.
At the moment it fell, Wang Lin under the ground immediately turned and hid. The monk had a colder smile, waved his fingers again and again, and the giant peak slammed down violently and continuously. Amidst a series of roars, a black shadow rushed away from the ground, and after a cold glance at the three of them, he quickly flew away.
"Hand over the magic weapon purchased in the refining pavilion, otherwise, die!" The cultivator who threw out the ancient mirror, his eyes like electricity, shouted in a low voice.
As soon as his words fell, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, a strong sword aura, violently stabbing, his heart was shocked, and his body abruptly moved a few inches to the left, followed by a pain in his chest, what did he feel Something pierced in, then drilled out of the back, a mouthful of blood gushing out of his mouth.
"What kind of flying sword is this!!!" He was pale, showing a lingering fear. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, I'm afraid he will die here today.
Wang Lin sighed secretly, and when he summoned with his right hand, the crystal flying sword appeared in his hand in a flash.
The other two core cultivators both showed shocked faces, and after a few words, they played several defensive magic weapons in a row, before they stared at Wang Lin shiningly.
"Fuck!" Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and after saying a word, he continued to fly forward quickly.
The three cultivators looked at each other, and finally looked at the flying sword wandering outside Wang Lin's body. There was a look of greed in their eyes. Such a sharp flying sword can be said to be very rare in the world. out.
The wounded monk threw several defensive weapons in the chase and kept the surroundings airtight. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and took several pills in succession. Then he even catalyzed some pills and smeared them on the wound.
Then he hesitated, took out the jade slip, put it on his forehead a little, and threw it out. The jade slip disappeared in a few flashes.
Wang Lin swept away his spiritual knowledge and found that the three of them were still pursuing them. They couldn't help but sneer in their hearts. These three must have the idea of killing people and stealing treasures. They can be chased by three cultivators during the alchemy stage. It is commonplace for Wang Lin now. If it was one, he would have the power to fight, but even though the three opponents were all in the early stage of Dan formation, they should not be underestimated.
However, once he succeeded in forming a pill, killing these three would be as simple as crushing the ants.
Under the chasing of the three, Wang Lin fled for a day and night. During the period, the opponent wielded countless magic weapons. Slowly, Wang Lin was a little lacking in energy. After a sneak attack with the crystal flying sword, the opponent was prevented from using it again, but the effect was not good.
Wang Lin's eyes were getting colder and colder, his consciousness stared at the three of them, and the extreme realm immediately flashed out, and the three cultivators suddenly flashed red, as if they were hit by a huge hammer. So, his nose and mouth flowed down immediately, and after shaking his body for a few times, his eyes showed unprecedented amazement and solemnity.
The cultivator who was injured before then spewed a big mouthful of blood again, his eyes were flushed, and his face showed pain. If it weren't for someone around him to grab it, he would definitely fall off the flying sword.
"He is definitely not a simple foundation-building period, he should be the kind of monk who enters the pill formation period with only a slight difference!" He took a deep breath, calming down the giant shock, and said to the two people around him.
"He must be killed, otherwise, with this person's magical powers, if he succeeds in forming a pill, the three of us will undoubtedly die!"
"I have notified the head teacher, and I should send someone to support it soon."
Wang Lin frowned, and his extreme spiritual consciousness was affected by his cultivation level. It was originally ineffective for the pill formation stage, but now as the body of the Huangquan rises to the fullness of the body, the elixir appears in one of the three alchemy, which produces a slight effect. But obviously it can only hurt, but not kill.
This injury looks very serious, but for the cultivator during the pill formation stage, he can recover only by resting a little.
If the opponent has only one person, it should be no problem to kill one person with the demon's full strength, but now, he can only run!
Wang Lin sighed secretly and flew forward quickly.
Eight hours later, the sky darkened. Wang Lin's extreme realm divine sense had already been used several times, and each time he could only delay a little. While his divine sense swept, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the enemy who had been chasing him for two days and one night. .
The three of them were also exhausted, but they had to chase them. Otherwise, if the other party formed a pill in the future, the three of them would die without a place to bury them. At this time, seeing Wang Lin suddenly stop, all three of them were puzzled.
At this moment, I saw Wang Lin stretched his right hand up as if supporting the sky, his eyes flickered, his hair moved with the wind, and the corners of his jacket made a crackling sound.
The crystal flying sword flickered under his feet.
Soon, a trace of blue flame appeared on his right hand. As soon as the flame appeared, the surrounding air immediately became cold. This ice flame was Wang Lin’s killer feature in addition to the extreme realm. Since the extreme realm has been used, this ice He didn't want to use it anymore. After using it many times in the underground of Fourteen Valley, Wang Lin discovered that this ice flame was a consumable item. Every time it was used, it would lose one point.
As soon as Bing Yan appeared, the expressions of the three alchemy cultivators all changed drastically. Before they could take any action, Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the fist-sized Bing Yan slowly drifted towards them.
It seems that the speed is slow, but it is actually extremely fast. The wind blowing from the surrounding sky has also turned into an icy wind at this moment.
The three of them immediately dispersed without hesitation, but the speed of the ice flame suddenly increased, and at an incredible angle, it touched the arm of the cultivator who had been injured many times. In the blink of an eye, the cultivator had no time to even scream. The blue inflammation of the body dissipated instantly.
The ice flame was faint and continued to float to the next monk, but at this moment, there was a gust of wind and thunder from a distance, and then seven or eight Changhong rainbows broke through the air.
Wang Lin's complexion changed, and with a grasp of his right hand, Bing Yan immediately retracted his body, turning around without saying anything, and ran away. This time, he used twelve points of spiritual power to flee desperately.