A designated body needs to be used in the most critical place, and it can't be used in advance to make people beware, so it must be done once, and it must be done! Only in this way can it be called a surprise killer!
Wang Lin's fixation technique has been with him for more than a thousand years, and every time he makes a move, he can get miraculous effects!
At this moment, the Master Lingdong was seriously injured. When it was almost dead, his body suddenly shook, and the red mist roared, completely submerging the last gap, and even swallowing the mist.
The lowest price in exchange for the greatest victory is the principle of Wang Lin's life fighting. If the jade slip was taken away before, the injury of Master Lingdong is not as good as it is now, and there may be a possibility of getting out of trouble.
This is also true of the fixation technique!
Therefore, Wang Lin had to fight, and after the opponent was seriously injured to the limit, at the most critical moment, he took the jade slips and performed the body fixation technique to inflict a fatal blow on the opponent!
This battle is clean and tidy!
Wang Lin pinched the tactics with both hands, and instantly hit countless prohibitions and fell on the red fog. The sound of roaring and weak roars continued. After a long time, it gradually subsided.
"I'm not afraid of bans, but that spirit can be sealed by such bans, obviously it is an extremely powerful thing, letting it fight with the severely wounded agility is the most beneficial thing for me!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, this Everything was within his calculations. If Ling Dong was not injured, perhaps that Dao Ling was not an opponent yet, and it would inevitably be injured in the battle.
But right now, it is in line with Wang Lin's calculation.
With a thunderous movement in Wang Lin's right eye, the thunder map turned out, floating above the thousand meters of fog, thundering and thundering, and lightning flashes continuously, connecting into a net.
The flames in the left eye flickered, raging out, surrounding the thousand meters of fog, forming a sea of flames, and while burning, it merged with the thunder and opened a tight blockade.
After doing this, Wang Lin's right hand was at the center of his forehead, and the ancient star point on the center of his forehead immediately rotated.
Wang Lin made a mark on the pinch with both hands, the Emperor Furnace, began to refining!
Looking at the mist, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. The Emperor's Furnace is an ancient god and royal family's magic weapon. In addition to the strong defense, the more important thing is the word of refining!
This furnace does not refine alchemy or treasure, but it is an ancient slave!
Slave of the ancient gods!
After doing this, Wang Lin did not continue to stare at the mist, but went straight to the two ancient leaves that were sealed together in the distance. With a wave of his right hand, two leaves flew over.
"Unexpectedly, Master Lingdong got a piece of ancient information leaf... I just don't know where he got it." Wang Lin separated the two leaves, holding the piece belonging to Master Lingdong, his consciousness burst out. In the previous volume, the power of the ancient gods is even more implied, but it disperses the spiritual consciousness.
This thing, after all, belongs to the ancient family, and it is impossible for outsiders to truly grasp it.
Leaving his own ancient spirit on the leaves, Wang Lin carefully put the two leaves away. This treasure is of great effect to him! Even in some cases, it can be compared with the fixation technique!
With his gaze swept away, Wang Lin looked at the two-thousand-square-meter dark red tomb platform suspended in the air. He shook his body and stepped on the stage.
"Before this Lingdong said that the second-order tomb platform must be this thing... I just don't know what is the use of this tomb platform..." Wang Lin frowned and knelt down to examine it carefully.
After a while, Wang Lin's eyes condensed and he saw some clues.
On the surface of this stage, under the dark red like blood, there are many runes!
These runes, Wang Lin knew everything at a glance. They were indeed the monks who entered this place, with the number signs on the foreheads!
Wang Lin clearly remembered that when his group of people was robbing the platform, even if the body of the dead cultivator collapsed, the number mark on the eyebrows would not dissipate, but would float there as runes.
At that time, he saw this scene and didn't think of the inner clues, but now, seeing this platform, he understood everything.
"Those runes marked by numbers, integrated into the platform, can make the platform advanced..." Wang Lin muttered, lowered his head and swept away, there were 589 runes on the platform.
In this sealed land, more than a dozen monks have died before. Although these people are dead, the number markings on their foreheads have turned into looming runes, floating in this world.
Even the previous Red Mist Storm did not destroy these runes. With the addition of the Ling Dong Master and the middle-aged scribes anxious treasures, there was no time to collect them.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his right hand raised his big sleeve and swept across. Suddenly, these more than a dozen runes that were floating immediately came straight to him, and after careful inspection, Wang Lin waved these runes to the platform under him.
As soon as the runes landed on the platform, they quickly merged with it, but after the eleventh rune was integrated, the platform was shocked, and the distance shook.
In this instant, countless dust rushed from the surrounding world and merged into this platform. Under Wang Lin's gaze, the platform expanded in a circle. At the same time, the dust seemed to break open. Nothingness rushed into this sealed land from the endless land, and continuously merged into the platform.
Gradually, the platform became bigger and bigger, two thousand three hundred feet, two thousand five hundred feet, two thousand eight hundred feet... It was only three thousand feet big that the vibration suddenly stopped, and the color on it was no longer dark red, and Become purple!
Floating in the air, at a glance, it looks like a small piece of land, which is quite amazing!
Wang Lin's complexion changed, and he suddenly lowered his head and stared at the platform, which shocked him. It was not that the platform suddenly became bigger, but that at the moment when it became three thousand meters, there was a breath of divine consciousness that permeated the stone platform. , Following Wang Lin's feet, directly into his body, turning into scenes!
These images quickly merged with Wang Lin's memory, and they didn't give him any chance to react at all, and they became a part of himself.
Closing his eyes, Wang Lin immediately showed something resembling a map. This map is very large, but most of it is covered by black fog. There are only three places where the black fog dissipates. These three places Together, they occupy nearly 30% of the entire map.
After looking carefully, Wang Lin found his current location on the map. This place is called the fief of the fire road!
Such fiefdoms have three places on these three connected maps!
He even faintly saw a route on this map, a route going deep into the ancient graveyard.
His mind was shaken, and Wang Lin opened his eyes for a long time. The moment he opened his eyes, he was taken aback. At this moment, in his eyes, there were countless fine cracks in the sealed place in front of him. These cracks were like wounds. Suddenly Zhang Huhe is very strange.
With his gaze condensed, Wang Lin stepped forward and left the tomb platform. The moment he left, the cracks that could have been seen suddenly disappeared without a shadow, and were wiped out of Wang Lin's eyes.
Back to the tomb platform, those cracks reappeared in Wang Lin's eyes.
"This tomb platform is weird..." Wang Lin was silent for a moment, unable to think of the reason. But he is faintly understanding, in this ancient cemetery, perhaps this tomb platform will be the key to everything!
"It should have reached Tier 3 right now... If it can be higher, maybe not only the map can be fully expanded, but there are other magical powers on this tomb platform..." Wang Lin's eyes were meditative, and his eyes fell on the Emperor's furnace below. superior.
The fire and thunder in the furnace were filled with the atmosphere of ancient gods, and it was continuously refining. The mist had shrunk from a thousand meters to more than 800 meters, and it was still shrinking slowly and rapidly.
With a sneer, Wang Lin stepped forward, sitting cross-legged outside the emperor furnace that day, with both hands pinching the tactics, constantly punching out restrictions, penetrating the emperor furnace, and directly printed on the mist.
Except for the ancient soul forbidden, all the restrictions that Wang Lin possessed were good at. Under the change at this moment, the restrictions were continuously weakened, and eventually dissipated. After half an hour, only a hundred meters in size was left!
In this way, it revealed the thousand-zhang platform underneath the ancient gods!
With a wave of Wang Lin's right hand, the three jade slips obtained from the middle-aged scribes were immediately printed on the mist of Baizhang through the Emperor's furnace. The mist suddenly stopped and stopped wriggling.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he stood up abruptly, pressed his hands on the Emperor's furnace, and the power of the ancient gods poured out frantically. That day, screams appeared in the Emperor's furnace, and countless souls transformed into two souls. The big hand rushed directly into the Baizhang mist, and tore it outward!
With a bang, the Baizhang Wu Group was torn apart by these two big hands, revealing its true content!
Before Wang Lin could take a closer look, there was a sky-shaking roar in the torn fog, but when he saw the fourth-rank fire spirit, roared out, he seemed to be able to detect Wang Lin and went straight to the outside of the Emperor's furnace. The direction where Wang Lin is.
With a roar, Wang Lin coldly watched the Qilin-like Dao spirit hit the Emperor's furnace and rolled back. His body was full of scars, and his expression was even weaker. Obviously, it was a battle with Master Lingdong in the mist, which was very difficult.
However, the fierce light in his eyes didn't seem to diminish at all. At this moment, he was retreating and he kept roaring.
Behind him, there was a corpse lying there, bloody and bloody, it was the Master Ling! The Emperor's Furnace is Wang Lin's object, and the smart master is in it, and there is no way to hide. Wang Lin saw at a glance that this person is not dead, but the soul is shrinking in his body, pretending to be dead, and he is rapidly healing.
The right hand raised the pinch and pointed at the Emperor's furnace, and there was turbidity in it. The spirit in the scroll did not know where to go, only the Master Lingdong was left lying there.
"You don't have to pretend to be dead, I didn't plan to kill you either. Compared to a dead smart, I want a third-step ancient slave!" In Wang Lin's cold voice, the six ancient stars on the center of his eyebrows rotated, the power of the ancient gods. Frantically poured into the Emperor's furnace and began a cruel slavery!