As a result, their speed naturally accelerated a lot.
While flying, Wang Lin adjusted his body's divine consciousness. After this series of battles, the extreme realm divine consciousness was slightly depleted. The red lightning was deeply integrated in the sea of knowledge and slowly nourished.
At noon the next day, the land of the head of the Douxie Sect was visibly visible. Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness had been restored as before. He looked up and saw a huge mountain in front of him. The top of the mountain was turned into a dragon by magic. The entire mountain was at first glance. Going, it was like a giant dragon hovering on it. On the dragon's head, there was a person standing. This person was gray-haired, with a gloomy complexion and cold eyes, looking at Wang Lin in the air.
In the air above the dragon's head, ten cultivators formed a sword formation. After seeing Wang Lin, each of them showed complex colors, with fear and fear in them. In a circle of ten people, ten flying swords intertwined with each other in the middle, making bursts of collision sound, and faint electric sparks flashed in it and immediately lit up two gloomy lights, and bursts of spiritual power spread from the dragon's body, especially It is the scales of the dragon body. If you look carefully, you can see that there is a monk standing on each of the dragon scales. In this way, ten thousand swords light flashes at the same time. From a distance, the whole body of the dragon is bright, as if alive. !
"Dragon Fighting Array!" Shangguan Mo looked at him intently and said in deep thought.
Mu Bei hurriedly explained to the side: "This Dragon Fighting Array is a town formation of the Douxie Sect. It is rumored that unless it is a monk in the Yuan Ying period, it cannot be broken. But most of this rumor is false. I believe that, after all, there is no school here in Nandou City that has such a powerful formation."
Wang Lin is a little proficient in the formation, after reading it a little. Li Muwan next to him suddenly said: "This is not a formation method, but a wonderful spell to condense all the spirits of these ten thousand people on the leader of one person, so that he can temporarily have a certain level of cultivation."
At this time, the head of the leader, his eyes are like electricity, and his voice whizzes: "The fellow Taoist who kills the order in his body, the old man fighting the evil sect is in charge of Jie Donglai. Two people. All here. The great elder Qian Kun provokes you, kills and kills, and you are here today. If you can break the sword formation of my elders, from then on, the Fighting Evil Sect will listen to your orders, but if you lose, Then don't blame the old man for taking down the pill. You dare to fight!"
The sound is vast, like a thunder falling to the ground. Shocked all around, and at the same time, the thousands of people on the dragon scales drank in unison. The thick fog above the sky turned into ripples under this drink. Layers rolled away. Wandao sword light shone, and the spiritual power quickly passed from the disciple at the bottom. Gradually, a halo of spiritual power was visible to the naked eye. From bottom to top, the more condensed toward the dragon head, the greater the spiritual power halo and the stronger the spiritual power pressure.
At the same time, ten alchemy monks in mid-air quickly flew towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin let go of Li Muwan, his body jumped out, and red lightning flashed in his eyes. The ten alchemy monks had not yet approached, and they trembled, staying where they were not daring to step forward. These ten people have known through various channels recently. The opponent's strength, seeing the opponent rushing at this time, couldn't help but pause.
Wang Lin glanced at them. Flicked his right hand. Thousands of corpses behind him were pulled by dragon tendons. Hit the dragon fiercely.
Thousands of corpses slammed on the dragon's body. But they were all blocked by a light curtain that suddenly appeared. One after another turned into blood mist. Suddenly, the defensive light curtain surrounding the entire Douxie faction was dyed dark red.
The huge halo passed from the dragon body to the head dragon. An unconcealable breath diffused from the old man's body. His clothes were torn apart amidst bursts of tears. Suddenly, his body increased several times.
Huge spiritual power. Like a stormy sea. Spread from him. The old man growled a few times. The cultivation base climbed straight, from the peak of the mid-term pill formation. All the way up to the later stage. The last breakthrough. Reached a kind of mid-Yuanying early stage. But there is no phantom infant realm of Yuanying.
This phantom infant realm. It usually appears on some humanoid puppets refined by a higher-level cultivation country.
Xie Donglai growled and rose into the air. The eyes are gloomy. Look at the cultivators of Pill Formation. He shouted: "Useless waste. Get out of here for the old man!"
Ten cultivators in the formation stage, with expressions of grief, quickly stepped aside and waited indifferently.
Xie Donglai's eyes swept away, staring at Wang Lin, and grinning: "On this road, all the rumors about you are in my grasp. It seems that under Yuan Ying, no one is your opponent, but now, the old man is already. With the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, this time, I see how you beat me!"
Li Muwan was pale and looked at Wang Lin with concern. When she realized that the slight sneer in Wang Lin's eyes flashed past, she felt relieved for some reason.
The two brothers Mu Nan and Mu Bei were crying secretly at this time. They thought that Wang Lin should win the victory, but now that the situation is reversed, once Wang Lin is defeated, what awaits them will be the anger of Jie Donglai, who is the leader of the education. However, the fighting evil faction has a cruel system.
Shangguan Mo soul blood was in Wang Lin's hands. Once Wang Lin died, he had to bury him with him. At this time, he beat the drum in his heart and thought to himself how to break the formation.
Wang Lin sneered from the bottom of his heart, and jumped out of his body. Standing thirty feet away from Xie Donglai, he looked at him coldly.
"Aren't you capable of death curse? Let the old man see the power of your death curse!" Xie Donglai's body disappeared in an instant, and he was already thirty feet away when he appeared.
At the moment when the opponent disappeared, Wang Lin floated back and retreated fifty feet away from the dragon. Xie Donglai teleported again, and Wang Lin finally stood seventy feet away, staring at Xie Donglai coldly. , Showing a thoughtful color.
Xie Donglai frowned slightly, staring at Wang Lin, and sneered: "What the hell do you mean?"
Wang Lin's eyes were more thoughtful. His eyes flickered, and he said flatly: "I'm not going to fight anymore." With that, he flew to Li Muwan's side as soon as he got off his body, and hugged her soft waist and body with one hand. He immediately retreated to a mountain a hundred meters away. After falling, his eyes flickered, staring at Xie Donglai, and sneered.
Xie Donglai's brows frowned and tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "If this is the case, then this matter..." He hasn't finished. The body suddenly disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already in front of Wang Lin. He grinned, and opened his mouth to spray a white light. The white light turned into a fierce tiger and rushed towards Wang Lin whistling.
At the same time, he waved his right hand, and within three feet of Wang Lin, a large net of electrical and optical fluctuations immediately appeared, and it shrank fiercely towards the middle.
Wang Lin's face was as usual, with a sneer from the corners of his mouth. At the moment when the tiger pounced. The demon head on the dragon tendons immediately jumped out, swallowing the tiger in his mouth with a smile.
At the same time, the crystal light flying sword flickered out, the power grid within three feet of the surrounding area. With a crackling sound, the flying sword flickered for several consecutive attacks, and the power grid was immediately shattered.
As for Xie Donglai, a cloud of ice flame suddenly appeared on Wang Lin's right hand, exuding bursts of cold air. At the moment that Bing Yan appeared, Xie Donglai's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately stepped back. But then, he saw a flash of red electric light in Wang Lin's eyes. One's own consciousness immediately vibrated.
The shock of his consciousness caused his body to pause for a while. Under this situation, Bing Yan hit his chest silently. At the point where it hit, the blue crystal light spread quickly to the surroundings like a spider web, and blood emerged from the corner of Xie Donglai's mouth, and his body quickly retreated. He stopped after thirty feet of the dragon's head.
He pinched his hands, counted on his chest, and even took a few pills in his mouth. After a few low roars, the blue spider web-like crystal light that spread out half of his body slowly retreated back to the center point with a bang. His chest was forced out.
The ice flame flickered, the color was quite dim, and flew back to Wang Lin's hands.
From beginning to end, Wang Lin did not take the initiative to take the initiative, but stood a hundred meters away, sneered, his eyes flashed with sarcasm.
Xie Donglai patted his chest hand, stopped, stared at Wang Lin, and after a little silence, suddenly said: "How did you find out?"
Wang Lin said flatly: "I didn't find anything, I just knew that your breath is not the same at thirty feet and fifty feet. As for Baizhang, you are on the verge of falling into the Nascent Soul Stage."
Li Muwan was originally Bingxue and smart, so she understood immediately and said softly, "He was injured, right?"
"As for being injured by the ice flame, although it is true, when he returned thirty feet, he was already healed by the dragon's aura. This is just to lead me over and fight him within thirty feet. That's it." Wang Lin said so many words to Li Muwan for the first time, but even though they were talking to her, Wang Lin's eyes were always on Xie Donglai.
The moment he saw the dragon just now, his heart was quite shocked. If the secret path had such a spell, wouldn't it be the way he wanted to be. As long as there are enough spiritual power providers, it is not impossible to achieve the cultivation of the gods. If this is the case, wouldn't the evil fighting faction have long since entered Nandou City and became the first person within a million miles.
Therefore, this spell must have a fatal flaw, and the time is short. This is the first thing everyone will think of. In this case, the other party must have some grasp, at least know where the limit of time is. According to the calculation of time, it is completely possible. Side to make up for this shortcoming.
If there is only this shortcoming, then the power of this spell is still extremely powerful. Under Wang Lin's careful observation, especially after hearing that the opponent repeatedly asked him to come forward, instead of killing immediately after meeting, he calculated a little. The place where he stood was nearly ninety feet away from the other party.
Under the doubts in his heart, Wang Lin rushed out and stood 30 meters away to observe. After that, fifty meters, seventy meters, and finally one hundred meters, did he analyze the fatal flaw of this spell.
The further away from the dragon head, the lower the opponent's cultivation base will be.
Xie Donglai's complexion was uncertain at this time. Sora had a cultivation base, but he couldn't use it. Although the other party's expectation was deviated, it was roughly the same. In fact, it doesn't need a hundred meters, as long as it exceeds ninety meters, he will be able to cultivate. A big drop, beyond a hundred feet, it is unlikely to defeat the opponent, and even if the opponent is more aggressive and doesn't fight with him, he only needs to step back a few feet. If he chases after him, his cultivation will immediately fall back to the pill formation stage.