The surrounding area was quiet, and the tens of thousands of Luo Tianlei cultivators stared at Luo Tianshu one by one, with agitated expressions, but there was no uproar of any discussion, but the longing in everyone's heart was in this quiet, growing stronger stand up.
They want to get the magic weapon Luo Tianshu made by Lu Fuzi himself!
Even Lie Yunzi and others concealed that trace of desire under the shock of their minds.
Only Yan Lei Zi, he has the Thunder Immortal Realm as a magic weapon, and he doesn't take this thing very seriously, but it is Lu Fu Zi's refinement, so its meaning is very different.
In this silence, Lu Fuzi's voice slowly echoed.
Wang Lin's gaze swept across the Luotian tree, his pupils shrank slightly. This tree is actually nothing, but the blood of these tens of thousands of monks is like a finishing touch, making this treasure, It is no longer a mere treasure of sub-space nirvana, but contains blood heritage!
And with these tens of thousands of monks as blood inheritance!
These tens of thousands of cultivators came from various families of Luo Tian and almost included all of Luo Tian's family. The blood on their bodies was condensed together, which can be said to be the whole Luo Tian.
As long as Brother Luo Tian can control this treasure, such a huge blood heritage is extremely rare!
Moreover, the starlight of Luo Tianshu and Luotian star field is the root, and there is a bite of Lu Fuzi's blood and original catalysis, which makes this treasure less time and refinement in an instant.
If only this is the case, this treasure can only be regarded as just born, without the condensing of the years, it is not perfect, but that Lufuzi is indeed a great talent, and it has condensed with the endless dust that has existed in the Luotian star field for an unknown amount of time. , Through these dust to make this tree take shape, in this way, gave this treasure a breath of vicissitudes!
What is even more amazing is that this treasure contains a sense of warfare. This is the battle intent of the entire Brother Luo Tian to fight to the end from the outside world during this preparation. This treasure has no flaws in it. It's more symbolic!
If Wang Lin destroys this treasure, it is no less than destroying this war intent, and no less than confronting the momentum of the entire Luo Tian. 1 Lu Fuzi obviously took this point, so he used it to force people to count it. The scheming of the Wannian Old Monster is undoubtedly revealed in the hidden!
This kind of magic weapon can only be obtained by the third-step monks, and they have the ability to make sacrifices, and it is impossible to make more than one in a lifetime!
"This treasure should be considered top grade!" Wang Lin was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.
Lu Fuzi's long smile echoed the starry sky, and the arrogance in his expression revealed a strong confidence!
The moment Wang Lin said these words, the tens of thousands of cultivators cheered in unison, looking at Lu Fuzi's gaze, they were even more fanatical. If Lu Fuzi said a word at this moment, even if it was a sword, these cultivators would not hesitate. Rush out!
"The treasure of the old man has been finished, and I will ask the fellow Daoist to take a shot, let the old man take a look at what kind of magic weapon the fellow Daoist will make!" Lu Fuzi glanced at Wang Lin and slowly said this sentence.
"Fr. Luo Tian has enough fighting spirit, but there is a lack of evil aura... and a lack of blood." Wang Lin raised his right hand, and lightly grabbed it towards the star formation composed of hundreds of cultivation stars below.
Suddenly, a Cultivation Star was caught by Wang Lin. It flew up and collapsed and turned into countless fragments. From this Cultivation Star, a drop of golden liquid came quickly and floated on Wang Lin's body. forward.
With this grasping power, the tens of thousands of cultivators in the distance looked shocked, and even Master Nalu condensed his eyes.
He could also do this, but Wang Lin's expression at the moment was extremely plain. It seemed that this grasp would be insignificant to him. This feeling was the point that shocked Lu Fuzi's mind.
"This person's physical body is so strong! It seems that it is not much different from the ancient god of Vermilion Star back then..." Lu Fuzi's complexion was extremely difficult to look at thinking of the ancient god of Vermilion Star Takusen.
Looking at the drop of golden liquid in front of him, Wang Lin's mind showed scenes of the ancient god Tusi refining tools. The ancient gods refining treasures, just like the colorful Taoist, use the cultivation star as the material from the starry sky, with great momentum. .
Lifting his right hand, he once again waved towards the star formation below, and the sound of booming echoes violently, but he saw the eight cultivation stars collapse again, condensing eight drops of golden liquid, and headed straight for Wang Lin.
It floated in front of him and formed a circle, slowly turning.
"This first drop of star liquid contains the endless killing on my Vermilion Star..." Wang Lin looked calm, and raised his right hand on the first drop of golden liquid.
The moment his right hand touched the liquid, a monstrous aura suddenly burst out of Wang Lin's memory.
The head tower of the Teng family, the blood of Zhao Guo, the river of blood, Xiu Mohai's fight for survival, the hundred-day killing order, etc. all the past events in Vermilion Star, blended into the evil spirit, and the moment it rushed into the golden liquid, its color suddenly Change and become bright red!
A murderous intent permeated all directions.
"The second drop of star liquid contains my countless souls in the Alliance Star Territory!" Wang Lin raised his right hand and landed on the second drop of golden liquid. As his memory turned, the color of the golden liquid suddenly changed. Change, also become red as blood!
More murderous, shaking the starry sky!
"In the Luotian star field, Wang Mou kills a lot..."
"In the cloud sea star field, the blood mist is carried around, and the murderous intent is hidden..." The tens of thousands of Lei Xiandian cultivators, with pale faces, under the more and more intense murderous intent, stepped back again, looking at Wang Lin, revealing indescribable eyes. Fear.
"In the Seven Colors Realm, Dao Guo murdered..." Yan Leizi and the others changed their expressions, especially the Blood God Child. When he felt the murderous intent, he spouted a mouthful of blood.
"Outside the ancient stars, the evil spirit of blood-devouring immortality..." The starry sky vibrated, and the blood was filled, and the majestic star array was reflected like a sea of blood. Under the continuous spread, it swept across the entire Luo Tian, the endless monk, in Under this murderous intent, Qi Qi shocked.
"The lightning thunder clan, the killing of the genocide..." Countless stern illusory souls seemed to be transformed into the starry sky, and they let out a roar before death, shaking people's hearts, and spreading to everyone's souls, like thunder and roaring.
"In the cemetery, the breath of blood..." Lu Fuzi took a deep breath, and his eyes were shocked. At this moment, the murderous aura emanating from Wang Lin's body made him palpitate!
"Return to Luotian, east to the collapse of the stars!!" Wang Lin's right hand moved one by one, and the killing of this life in his memory turned into an astonishing suffocation, making all the nine drops of golden liquid become bright red!
He suddenly raised his head, his gaze penetrated ten Zhang Luo Tianshu, staring at Narufuzi.
At this moment, Lu Fuzi's heart was roaring, and Wang Lin's gaze was at him, as if this monstrous murderous opportunity that filled the starry sky suddenly turned into a sharp sword madly penetrating, causing Lu Fuzi to subconsciously step back. A few steps!
The ten-foot Luo Tianshu in front of him was even more shocked, as if he could not bear it, and was about to collapse.
"Compared with Wang's life, Brother Luo Tian has less the suffocation of fate struggle!" Wang Lin waved his right hand forward, and the nine drops of bright red liquid immediately condensed together, forming a blood. crystal!
This blood crystal contained Wang Lin's lifelong killings. After being formed, it turned into a bloody light and went straight to Lu Fuzi!
Lu Fuzi's expression was extremely solemn. At the moment when the blood crystal came, he seemed to see that there were countless souls in the blood crystal. All of these souls died in the hands of Wang Lin. Huang Quan returned to the world, wanting to swallow the world!
The tens of thousands of monks behind him, at this moment, also clearly felt the terrifying murderous aura in the blood crystals, each of them sprayed blood, as if they were on the scene, screaming back again!
The star formation vortex behind Lu Fuzi suddenly stopped running. The blood god child was pale and kept backing away. And that Lie Yunzi also had panic in his eyes and had to retreat. In his opinion, at this moment, that Lu The Master is not facing a Wang Lin, but a sea of corpses!
Yan Leizi was silent, looking at Wang Lin complicatedly.
A crystal of evil spirits for a lifetime can force tens of thousands of monks back, this is Wang Lin!
"This treasure has no origin, no bloodline of Wang, no fighting intent of Luo Tian, without your hidden scheming... Yes, it is just the murderous intent of Wang in this life. Only this treasure can destroy you Luo Tianshu!"
Lu Fuzi retreated and snarled, swept his hands in front of him to prevent the blood crystal from approaching. His heart was shaken, and his eyes showed amazement. He had never thought that a person could have such a bad spirit in his life. Such a monk, he This is the first time I have met in this life!
In his opinion, the opponent can no longer be called a monk, behind him, there is an endless sea of blood that can fill the entire world!
Such an opponent made his Lu Fuzi's scalp numb, he did not want to provoke, and even some dare not provoke it!
"This treasure only has evil spirits, why can it destroy Old Fu Luo Tianshu!!" Lu Fuzi backed a few steps, stood firm, and stared at Wang Lin firmly.
"Relying on it, I made it! I said it can be destroyed, it must be possible. If you don't believe it, you might as well give it a try!" Wang Lin looked at Lu Fuzi and spoke slowly.
His words are very light, but he reveals a strong confidence and domineering!
Lu Fuzi's expression changed rapidly, staring at the blood crystal, and complaining in his heart. He knew that he underestimated the opponent's mind. His little trick was originally intended to suppress Luo Tian's warfare and destroy the tree, which defeated Brother Luo Tian. The determination to fight the outside world.
But he didn't expect that the other party not only saw it, but also used it to push it back, so he might as well try four words to reverse the literary fight. If he really wanted to try, it would be a battle!
After a long time, Lu Fuzi's voice was hoarse, and he said solemnly: "You dare not try as an old man!"
Wang Lin didn't speak, but looked at Lu Fuzi coldly.
Time passed slowly. After a while, Lu Fuzi clenched his fists, flicked his sleeves, and shouted: "The first literary fight, you won!"