In the secret room of the dragon head, a colorful light spot suddenly appeared in it. This light spot became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a phantom shadow, which gradually solidified, revealing Wang Lin's appearance.
The moment he appeared, Shangguan Mo immediately sensed that his heart was beating, and what kind of technique the evil star was cultivating, which could actually condense the breath of his whole body. Just now, he was still guessing the reason and whether he could take this opportunity. He was out of control, but at this time, he couldn't even feel such a thought anymore in his heart.
Li Muwan touched the scales of the dragon with a focused expression, as if calculating something in her heart. At this time, her muscles were condensed, her air was like orchids, her eyes were concentrating, and her jade hand swiped lightly on the dragon's scales.
Even the fluctuation of the soul blood in the body did not arouse her half attention. Gradually, her eyes seemed to be enlightened, and she looked down at a dragon scale.
Wang Lin appeared in the retreat, sat down cross-legs, and picked up the storage bag. Up to now, all the golden cores of the monks he killed in the formation of alchemy period have been collected here. Forget it roughly, there are no less than hundreds of them.
In addition, almost all of the storage bags of the slain monks were put away by him. At this time, he hastily sorted them out in his spare time. Among them, there are many flying swords and magic weapons, but these things can't be seen by Wang Lin except for a scroll.
This scroll is two feet long, with the thickness of the arm, and the faint fluctuations of spiritual power revealed from above. Wang Lin remembers that it was obtained from a monk during the formation of alchemy. From within.
It's a pity that Wang Lin's extreme spiritual consciousness does not distinguish between singles or groups. After the spiritual consciousness is swept away, he will die immediately before the Nascent Soul Stage. For the extreme. Wang Lin always felt inexplicable in his heart, and he was in the teleportation formation on the outer battlefield. Under the coercion of the laws of the realm, he truly felt the existence of the extreme realm for the first time, and there was a hint of understanding in his heart. The years of use and battle afterwards gave him a deeper understanding of the power of the extreme realm. That kind of terrible effect that surpasses everything.
It's just that he still doesn't know that the end of the extreme realm is the late Yuan Ying.
The original owner of the scroll has already died, and his divine consciousness has long since dissipated. Wang Lin touched his right hand, and the divine sense was printed on it, but this magic weapon was strange and weird. Although the divine consciousness was imprinted on it, there was no way to feel it, the same as before the divine consciousness was imprinted.
Wang Lin immediately showed interest. If it is an ordinary magic weapon, he only needs to erase the opponent's spiritual knowledge. After branding one's own spiritual thoughts, you can wield it freely, unless it is a metaphysical treasure or above, otherwise it is the same.
Seen from the spiritual power fluctuations of this magic weapon. It doesn't seem like Yuan Ying level. There are several Yuan Ying-level magic weapons in Wang Lin's hands. One of them was in Huo Burning Country. A jade talisman given to Zhou Jin, a monk in the Yuanying stage of the Temple of War.
The biggest feature of Yuan Ying-level magic weapons is that their spiritual power fluctuates greatly. Compared with Danbao, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.
Except for this jade talisman. Then there is the flying sword that will teleport. According to Wang Lin's analysis. This should also be a magic weapon of Yuan Ying. If it weren't for him to refining by the technique of blood refining. I'm afraid there is no long-term sacrifice. It is simply impossible to use.
Thought of this. He couldn't help but think of the simple scabbard after it cooperated with the teleporting flying sword. Can increase the power of flying swords. This scabbard Situ Nan also said. He can't see through. Presumably, the level must surpass the Yuanying magic weapon, and it is even possible to surpass the transformation of gods and infants. After all, Situ Nan could not see through. Not much.
Wang Lin sighed secretly. It's a pity that this magic weapon was crushed by Fuji Kamoto along with the storage bag. Wang Lin's eyes flashed suddenly. The secret call is wrong. If that scabbard is really such a treasure. Relying on the cultivation base of the Yuan Yuan Ying Period of Tenghua. Doesn't seem to be able to ruin it.
If it is not destroyed. So where will the scabbard be
Wang Lin's eyes flickered. After putting down the scroll, he stood up abruptly and walked back and forth a few times. He turned out a storage bag containing some very low-quality materials. With his spiritual power flowing with two fingers, he squeezed it lightly, and immediately stored it. The bag exploded with a bang, turning into layers of fly ash and dissipating.
Wang Lin showed solemn eyes and kept staring at the process of exploding the storage bag. After a long time, he took out a storage bag and crushed it again. After several consecutive times, Wang Lin's eyes were thoughtful.
Although the storage bag is destroyed, the materials inside will not be destroyed. This is like a row of countless grids. The door outside the grid is the storage bag. Although the door lock is broken, the grid is permanently sealed. , But in fact, the items inside still exist.
If you can find a way to open the grid again and retrieve the contents, it will not be impossible.
Wang Lin groaned a little, then sat down cross-legged again, picked up the scroll, and looked at it intently. This scroll is definitely not a Yuanying-level magic weapon. As for why the brand of God's consciousness is left on it, there is no such feeling of waving from the heart, Wang Lin Unable to guess, after he pondered for a while, he suddenly pulled the scroll open and opened the Queen Lin's eyes to reveal a solemn look.
The picture inside the scroll is pitch black, without any shadows on it.
Looking at it, suddenly a ray of crisis rushed into Wang Lin's heart like lightning. He saw a pair of triangular eyes full of evil colors suddenly appearing in the screen, followed by a roar like ears, which was passed on. After coming out, there were violent ripples on the screen.
Without thinking about it, Wang Lin immediately closed the scroll, and an angry roar came from within, slowly becoming smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.
Wang Lin saw sweat on his forehead. At the moment just now, the roar in the scroll was no weaker than the dying roar of the dragon in the Shigu Fourteen Valley, except that it was confined to the scroll, and the spirit power fluctuations could not radiate.
At this moment, he finally knew why the scroll left behind the divine consciousness, but he still didn't feel the reason for his self-control. The scroll was just a seal. The true power of this magic weapon came from the spirit beast in the scroll. .
Putting away the scrolls cautiously, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. After a long time, he took out a golden core from the storage bag. Its color was already dimmed. Wang Lin pondered a little and slapped the storage bag. There were hundreds of golden cores one by one. Floating out, most of the colors are dim, revealing the color of dead gray.
If it were the past, once Wang Lin took out the golden core, he would take it immediately, but Li Muwan whispered along the way that although the cultivation of the monk's golden core increased quickly, it would easily cause confusion of spiritual power and cause confusion in the body's breath. , And even the spiritual power attributes of the various golden cores are quite different. Once they swallow too much, the direct impact will be the unevenness of the five elements in the body. From then on, the mind is sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.
Hearing this, although Wang Lin was unwilling, he dispelled the idea of directly devouring it. According to Li Muwan's words, if this golden pill was sacrificed and served with the method of matching the five elements, there would be no future troubles.
It’s just that this method of refining belongs to the magic way. Li Muwan only heard about it, but didn’t have a specific method. Wang Lin pondered a little and put the golden core in a storage bag alone, and left it for later when he found the five-element collocation method. use.
Afterwards, Wang Lin took out the dragon tendons again, and the demon head was thrown out of it immediately under a light flick. After turning around in mid-air, it showed aggrieved look and looked at Wang Lin.
The red light on the demon's head was already a lot richer, Wang Lin glanced at him coldly, and said, "How far is your cultivation level restored?"
The demon took a few steps back cautiously, and said quickly: "I have just recovered to the late stage of foundation building. If it hadn't been for the sword spirit to always fight with me, I would definitely be able to return to the core formation."
Wang Lin sneered, staring at the demon head without saying a word. The demon head was gradually stunned. He took a few steps and said in a low voice: "It's the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building. It's only one step away from the pill formation." He cursed secretly in his heart, saying that if you want to force Lao Tzu again, Lao Tzu will fight with you. But this is just an idea. The demon thinks that he is now, afraid that even if he fights, he won't be able to eat any good fruit.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, grabbed with his big hand, the demon screamed, and was about to flash off, but found that the surroundings had been imprisoned, and he could only watch as he was caught and pulled towards Wang Lin.
Wang Lin stretched out his hand to make a mess in the body of the demon's head. Gradually, a trace of red air escaped from its body, and a fist-sized golden pill appeared in its body like smoke.
The demon's momentum immediately stunned, and said embarrassingly: "Huh? When did you form a pill? I must have swallowed too much, and I was found out..." It said and said, seeing Wang Lin's eyes getting colder. , Immediately trembled, begging for mercy.
Wang Lin was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Have you recovered your memory?"
The demon shivered immediately, and his eyes showed fear. This is his biggest secret. The moment he formed the pill, he suddenly had some pictures in his mind, but he did not dare to make a statement. At this time, Wang Lin said it. Subconsciously panicked.
I kept crying in my heart: "Do you want to fight with him? Do you? No, it seems that I can't beat him... It's decided, I fight with him!"
The idea in the demon's heart was finally firm, and he was about to take action. When he raised his head, he suddenly saw a red light flashing in Wang Lin's eyes. He screamed badly, and immediately came severe pain in his body, howling and tumbling in midair. , Bursts of green smoke emitted from his body, and even the golden core was shrunk.
Wang Lin’s extreme spiritual consciousness would not have such a great power, but he was one of the soul swallowing at the beginning. Although the spiritual consciousness has changed at this time, the coercion of the soul swallowing is still there, and even the soul swallowing ability is still there. Reserve.
This became the demon's natural enemy. After the demon howled a few times, Wang Lin withdrew his consciousness, and the demon immediately stood aside in a languid manner. His expression was not a bit rebellious, but he showed a deep flattery.
He is not afraid of others, only Wang Lin. If the other party cleaned up his half-pillar of incense just now, the golden core he had just formed would also be shattered.
"How many souls I swallowed, spit it out to me." Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and he said flatly.