Wang Lin's eyes flickered, staring at the Black Stone Bridge for a long time, these three days. He has been observing the stone bridge. The footsteps never stepped on it.
This gray world, except for this stone bridge. It's empty.
Wang Lin was silent a little. With a wave of his right hand backward, the forty-two hurricanes suddenly dissipated, all of them stopped spinning, but turned into tens of thousands of small beasts. It spread to the surroundings abruptly.
Wang Lin closed his eyes slightly, perceiving these little beasts through the second demon. As soon as a large number of small beasts dispersed, they flew around. Just listen to the whistling sound slowly away, and finally almost inaudible.
After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes. His body jumped out and flew towards the northwest. As he flew, many small beasts slowly moved closer from all directions. A hurricane formed behind him.
It was not long, and Wang Lin had a halt. After stopping, a stone stele that was thirty feet taller appeared in front of him. The color of the stele is slightly red. Exudes a spirit of evil spirits. A few small beasts were lying on the stone tablet, flapping their wings and making a buzzing sound.
After seeing Wang Lin coming over. These little beasts immediately flew towards it, merged into the hurricane, and Wang Lin looked at the stone tablet. I saw three characters written on it-no return.
These three characters were full of a taste of vicissitudes, Wang Lin looked at it a little, and suddenly cast his eyes on the lower right corner of the stone tablet. After staring attentively for a while. He waved his right hand. Suddenly a strong wind swept across. Lime flies in bursts. In the lower right corner of the stele. A row of small print appeared.
"I have passed through the land, subdued his beast king, and entered the road of no return. This place is more interesting, so I leave a message. If the latecomer is destined, remember to carefully consider the word "non-return"."
Wang Lin's expression was calm, but his heart was shocked. The small characters were exactly the same as the fonts he saw when he first entered the black tower in the land of the earth travel. It was obviously written by the same person.
Look at the meaning between the lines. The land of travel is for this person. It's so simple, even the mighty Sky-Through Hurricane Beastmaster can be subdued by it.
But after another thought. Wang Lin squinted his eyes, and this person said it was true. Why is the Beast King still in the land of the earth? What this person said is mostly false. After all, the meaning of the word surrender is self-evident. Just a collection of words means to follow.
Of course it is also possible that this person really subdued a Beastmaster, but for countless years, another one from Tuxingzhi was born.
Wang Lin was not interested in carefully distinguishing whether it was true or not, his gaze. Once again, he fell on the three words of no return, and was silent.
After a long time, he turned and flew towards Blackstone Bridge, followed by the hurricane group behind him.
Back by the stone bridge, Wang Lin patted his storage bag, and the demon Xu Liguo immediately got out. He stared at the hurricanes jealously, and muttered in his heart: "It's not just a little brother, what's great, I don't want to do it in the future. Get some kids to follow!"
Wang Lin pointed at the stone bridge, and Xu Liguo, the devil, immediately became energetic. This time he not only did not bargain in the past. Instead, he was full of energy. Squinting at the hurricane proudly, he said inwardly: "Have you seen it? The master of the evil star still has a big eye on Lao Tzu, otherwise. Why don't you let the second child do this kind of thing!"
When he looked at Wang Lin, his face was flattering, and he flew towards the stone bridge without a word. After flying far away. I haven't encountered any danger, so I drove a few times on it. Then he flew back.
Wang Lin frowned slightly and stretched out his right hand. Suddenly a small beast flew out of the hurricane. This little beast was lying on the palm of Wang Lin's hand. Small eyes stared at Wang Lin tightly, motionless.
Wang Lin flicked his right hand. The little beast flew towards the Black Stone Bridge immediately, just taking three steps. The little beast immediately trembled and stopped moving. Wang Lin's eyes were solemn. Staring at the little beast intently.
I saw the little beast trembling. Turn around slowly. There was a look of fear in his eyes. At this moment, a vortex was immediately exposed under the stone bridge. He swallowed the little beast all at once, and then returned to normal.
Wang Lin was silent a little. At this moment, he knew in his heart that this stone bridge was the only place to pass through this road of no return, and he pondered a little. A few little beasts were urged to fly to the stone bridge again, but the ending remained.
Only one thing Wang Lin noticed. If a few little beasts flew together. Then only the first one will change, and after it is swallowed, the remaining little beasts will change one by one, and so on.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed and said inwardly: "No return... No return... It means that as long as you step forward, you can't come back..." He was silent for a little bit, but still didn't step forward rashly.
Instead, he sat cross-legged outside the stone bridge and took out two storage bags from his arms. One of them is black gold silk, which is the mysterious corpse that he stole from the cave mansion where the god of war was portrayed in the temple of war.
It's a pity that there is a kind of power on this storage bag to prevent Wang Lin's divine sense from entering, so that he can't open it. Wang Lin knew that there was the other side's divine sense in it. It can only be opened after erasing it.
It's just that this divine sense is so strong that Wang Lin tried several times before giving up. Instead, he wrapped it with his own divine sense so that it could not communicate with the outside world, so as to reach the point of not being influenced by the master of this divine sense.
Although it is more than enough to erase the spiritual consciousness, Wang Linxin is not enough. But hidden and restrained. With his extreme spiritual consciousness, it can still be done.
The other storage bag was what he had just snatched from Meng Tuozi. The spiritual consciousness on this has completely disappeared, and it can be seen that Meng Tuozi must be dead.
Wang Lin sneered inwardly and opened it. Can not help but brighten his eyes, it is worthy of the accumulation of thousands of years of the monks in the transformation stage. In the storage bag, there are no less than 300,000 pieces of spirit stones alone. Densely piled up in storage bags, and these spiritual stones are all top grade.
What made Wang Lin's eyes even brighter was that it contained two diamond-shaped spars with glowing light inside quietly. This is exactly that rare superb spirit stone.
Wang Lin was shocked, just these two top-quality spirit stones, this time an adventurous snatch was enough.
In addition, there are some bottles and cans. As for the magic weapon. Only the green small tripod broken in half, except for this. There is no other magic weapon.
After thinking about it, Wang Lin immediately understood. That Meng Tuozi was trapped for many days. The magic weapon must have been used up long ago.
In fact, his guess is correct. Meng Tuozi had a lot of magic weapons, and all of them were above Yuan Ying level, but they rushed out of the black tower many times in a row. It caused a lot of loss of his magic weapons, especially when he broke through at the cost of more than a dozen spirit beast substitutes. The magic weapon is thrown out in large quantities, even at the expense of urging the magic weapon to explode, and this has broken a blood path. Unfortunately, it failed in the end.
It is precisely because of this that there is no magic weapon in his storage bag except for the green tripod. Apart from these, there are still a few jade slips in his storage bag. Wang Lin took out one by one and placed it on his forehead. The more he looked at his expression, the happier he was. Most of the jade slips in it were records that introduced various alchemy, refining tools, and brief introductions to spirit beasts.
these things. For the current Wang Lin, it is of great use. At the very least, there won’t be situations where you didn’t even know about precious materials in the past.
Moreover, Meng Tuozi specializes in alchemy and poisoning, and the jade slip in his storage bag has a detailed introduction in this respect. Wang Lin watched for a long time. The insights in my mind are a hundred times more than before.
In addition to these. One of the dark green jade slips. Attracted Wang Lin's attention, this jade slip contained a set of exercises. The name of this exercise is only one character, called Ming.
Let's call it Mingjue for the time being, this Mingjue describes in detail a set of supernatural powers that can be called the earth-shattering weeping ghosts and enters the Tao with poison. It is divided into nine layers. According to the description of the exercise method, practice to the sixth level. Even if it is the cultivation base of the transformation stage, it is difficult to survive this poisonous attack.
It's just that this set of exercises is extremely domineering. If you cultivate, you need to endure what ordinary people can't bear, and use various poisons to stimulate the body, so as to reach the realm of being poisonous.
And unless you can cultivate to the ninth level of returning to the realm of nature. The body will expel the toxins and cultivate into a true poisonous poison, so as to return to being outside of ordinary people, before the cultivation is completed. There will be various mutations in the body, the most obvious of which is the growth of pustules.
After Wang Lin finished reading it, he was silent for a while, and gave up his plan to practice this exercise. Meng Tuozi's stinky body was definitely caused by practicing this technique. Although Wang Lin didn't care about the body. But the jade slip once said that this meditation, the deeper the practice time. The more toxins in the body. There is a certain possibility that poisonous gas will flow into the sea of consciousness, thus losing your mind. Become a living dead who only knows to kill.
This was the real reason why he finally gave up on cultivation, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. Although this technique cannot be practiced, there are many spells in it. If it is combined with poison, it can be used.
As for the refining of poison, the jade slip of Meng Tuozi's life experience has been carefully read by Wang Lin, and his heart is quite moved.
He took out the bottles and cans from the storage bag. According to some introductions in the jade slip, identify them one by one. Almost all of it was poison, only one jade bottle was filled with anti-virus pills that Wang Lin had taken.
This kind of anti-virus pill, Wang Lin saw in the jade slip, is a kind of medium effect. Only by taking a kind of mildly poisonous poison can the anti-poison effect be maximized.
Wang Lin put everything in the storage bag one by one in his own storage bag, and then threw the storage bag of Meng Tuozi on the ground. Then he picked up something. His expression became serious.
This thing. It is Meng Tuozi's magic weapon, the green small tripod.
Although this tripod was broken into two, there was still majestic spiritual power radiating from it. It's just that this spiritual power is full of toxins. Especially when the green mist that can kill the gods was let Wang Lin check it out. Extremely cautious.
He knew that if it was in the storage bag of Meng Tuozi. The most precious things, apart from the Mingjue jade slips and the best spirit stones, definitely belong to this green tripod. After all, this tripod is the magic weapon of Meng Tuozi's cultivation in the transformation stage, and it has been refined with body fire for thousands of years.
When he checked the jade slip just now. There is an introduction to the green small tripod inside. When Ming Jue cultivates to the second level, he needs a poisonous substance in his body as a treasure to deter the poisonous body.
This small tripod was originally an imitation of the legendary magical medicine Wang Ding. Although it is an imitation, it is better than the real medicine king ding. In terms of materials, it is not bad. It's just that Yaowang Ding's tens of thousands of plants absorb the essence of the aura of plants and trees.
This tripod was originally the treasure of a third-level comprehension nation, and it was spent hundreds of years by Meng Tuozi. Admire its mountain gate. In the end, he became the head disciple with extraordinary talent. Only then has the opportunity to approach. Then he took the Ding Slayer Master and fled all the way into the Xiu Mohai, using the Ding as a magic weapon for his life.
He just made a medicine king cauldron alive to become a poison king cauldron, and if he didn't die, he would practice till the ninth level of Ming Jue. Although this tripod is still incomparable to the legendary magical medicine king tripod. But it's not far off. It can be called a real poisonous king's tripod.
It's a pity that he died before he became a teacher. A coincidence. This tripod is now in Wang Lin's hands.
The description of this tripod on the jade slip echoed in Wang Lin's mind, and there was a moment of silence, this kind of baby. If he also practices Ming Jue. After practicing to a certain level, it can be swallowed to become a magic weapon of life. It's a pity that now Wang Lin has no plans to practice Ming Jue, this green tripod is a bit difficult to handle.
This baby. If it cannot be used, Wang Lin is quite unwilling. Exhausted setbacks. Isn't it just to make yourself stronger, although it hasn't reached the time of birth. This tripod also has no effect on the formation of infants. But he was in such a dangerous place, if he could use the green cauldron, his chances of survival would definitely rise to a height.
Wang Lin's face was gloomy as water. He raised his head and glanced at the black stone bridge that could not see the end, his eyes flashed, and apart from a word, he opened his mouth and exhaled a crystal light. The crystal light flying sword immediately circled around, and finally floated in front of him, exuding a frosty glow. .
Wang Lin looked at Feijian. There was hesitation on his face, and then he gritted his teeth. Without a word, the big hand slammed on it, and Fei Jian immediately trembled. There was a blast of swords, and thin blood-colored lines appeared on his sword.
These thin lines were exactly when Wang Lin was in Zhao State. Essence and blood condensed by the technique of blood refining. In the end, although Feijian shattered with his body. But the art of blood refining is extremely domineering. It was engraved on the sword spirit.
This sword spirit is an invisible and godless thing, but it has been in Wang Lin's knowledge for many years. As he experienced the evolution of Soul Swallowing, the sword spirit produced a trace of spiritual consciousness. This was preserved in its entirety.
Until Wang Lin used the technique of refining weapons in the temple of war. Refining a sword embryo for it. This flying sword finally completed the sword spirit transfer.
It can be said that this flying sword has made great military exploits for Wang Lin, and countless people have died under it. The murderous aura in the sword spirit grew more and more, and it had already become a murder weapon.
Wang Lin showed a solemn look. His right hand moved slowly along the bloodshot of the sword in the air. As he waved his right hand, the bloodshot of the sword became more and more red, and finally the whole flying sword made a click. It was actually broken from the bloodshot, turned into fragments and fell to the ground.
In midair, only a trail of bloodshot remained. Floating in it, an illusory sword shadow. It is looming in it.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, slapped the storage bag, and the reactor flew out. He pointed to the green tripod, and the two halves of the green tripod flew into the reactor at the moment they entered. The green mist immediately wrapped the reactor. There were bursts of babbles.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he played several tactics in succession with his hands, which were printed on the reaction furnace through the green mist. The furnace body moved immediately and slowly rotated away. Gradually, it rotated faster and faster, and finally the green mist wrapped around it was driven by it, forming a green vortex.
Wang Lin called with a big hand, and the fragments of the crystal light flying sword on the ground were caught in his hands. He pinched one of them and stared at the rapidly rotating reactor, after a long time. He flicked his right hand. A piece of fragments turned into a crystal light and flashed away, accurately entering the high-speed rotating reactor.
At the moment of entry. The fragments immediately turned into liquid. Melt into the furnace.
Wang Lin kept his eyes open. Shaking his right hand again and again, within an hour, all the fragments were thrown in. at this time. He slowly exhaled a breath, making a few auras with both hands. Hit the reactor.
At this moment. The speed of the reactor's rotation immediately doubled again, and only a mass of rotating objects could be seen. Can't see the details inside, the green mist vortex above it. At first glance. It seems to be still, but if you look closely, you will find it. It is not not moving, but turning too fast. So that it creates a false image.
"It's still not enough!" Wang Lin muttered to himself, looking at it with his spiritual knowledge. You can clearly see the high temperature generated by the rotation in the reactor. For the Luding within it. Still not enough, this green tripod is only slightly red in color. But it did not melt.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed and his thoughts moved slightly. Several objects flew out of the storage bag immediately. He didn't even look at it. Grab one of them. Flicked his right hand. Drop into the reactor accurately.
At the moment this thing falls. A group of blue flames burst out, and although the speed of the reactor remained the same, the temperature inside it suddenly doubled. The color of the green tripod has completely turned red.
But there is still no sign of melting.
The thing that Wang Lin threw just now was a special refining material in the Temple of War. It is called Soapstone. High temperature can be generated after spiritual catalysis.
If there is still too much of this bloodstone. Not only will it not increase the temperature, but it will immediately decrease the temperature. So after Wang Lin threw a few yuan again, he put it away.
at this time. The temperature of the reactor had already reached a terrifying level, but the green tripod was only red. Still never melted.
Wang Lin pondered a little, and threw out Ziyueteng and broken flower stones in succession. Lan Yuemu and other dozens of war temple refining materials were thrown into the reactor by him one by one. A burst of colorful smoke burst out. The shape is like a virtual tripod.
After this virtual tripod-like smoke appeared, it immediately dissipated the green mist vortex. In the end, it unexpectedly retreated from the emission state, together with the scattered green mist, and all retracted into the reactor.
At this moment, the reactor roared, and gradually, a trace of cracks appeared from the outside. Wang Lin was calm and focused. Staring closely at the small tripod inside, I saw that the two halves of the green tripod had already begun to melt at this time, but the rate of melting was too slow. If this progresses. It is possible that the reactor is broken and has not completely melted.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed. Raise his right hand. A blue flame floated in the palm of his hand. As soon as this flame appeared, the surrounding temperature immediately dropped. This is exactly the ice flame of Huangquan after the cultivation of Huangquan Shengqiao Jue to reach Dacheng.
This ice flame has been fused with the golden core in Wang Lin's body, and it can be said to be endless, but if it is used too much, it will still cause certain damage to the golden core.
So to this day. This Bingyan is just as a killer, and he usually doesn't use it easily.
At this time, the reactor couldn't bear it. Fragmentation is imminent. Without saying anything, Wang Lin sent his right hand forward. Ice flame flew out immediately. Quickly hit the reactor.
Wang Lin's expression was highly concentrated. Intently, carefully controlled the ice flame to approach slowly, especially the micro-controlling of spiritual power in it, so that the slightest fluctuation should not occur, and the ice flame should be kept as stable as possible.
At this moment, the cracks on the reaction furnace increased suddenly, but before they could spread, they were immediately covered by ice flames and solidified.
After just a few breaths, Wang Lin was already sweating. This is a risk for him, if he manages well. Can help the reactor to solidify. If there is an error, then the result is that the reactor becomes more fragmented.
At this time, under the reinforcement of the ice flame, the fragmentation of the reaction path can be alleviated, but if the low temperature of the ice flame is not limited. The melting of the green tripod in the furnace. It will inevitably cause a fatal impact, so Wang Lin is more cautious at this time, doing his best to limit the low temperature of the ice flame to the solidification furnace body. It does not affect the balance point of the melting of the green tripod.
slowly. The green tripod slowly melted. During this period, Wang Lin didn't dare to take any care, and after some time, the green tripod finally melted completely. Become a deep green liquid. Spread in the reactor.
Wang Lin exhaled. Pinching the Jue with his right hand, a flash of inspiration was printed and printed on the reaction furnace. Suddenly the furnace body shook and stopped spinning, and Wang Lin grabbed it with a big hand. The green liquid in the furnace floated out.
In this pool of liquid, there was an illusory small tripod vaguely visible. Wang Lin knew that this must be the spirit of the poisonous king cauldron, he said nothing. The right hand called in the air, and the sword spirit floating in the air immediately flew out. Fusion in that green liquid.
At this moment. Ding Ling moved immediately. The same goes into it. Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, and the two different spirit bodies were not as Wang Lin had guessed. There was a situation of mutual attack and swallowing, but after holding on to each other a little. Ding Ling immediately turned into bursts of green aura. Dive into the flying sword sword spirit.
The two quickly merged, and at this point, Wang Lin was relieved. He tapped his hands several times, and suddenly the pool of liquid slowly solidified. According to Wang Lin's wishes, it became a six-inch long dark green sword.
On both sides of the blade, two dense rows of small spines were born. Bursts of green light flashed on the sword thorn. It looks quite amazing.
At this time, Feijian completely solidified. The whole body is dark green. Inside it is the hidden poison of Wang Ding's toxin. If it is bumped. Even if he is not killed by this sword, he will definitely be poisoned and die.
At this time, this flying sword, even in the Yuan Ying stage, would not escape death if it was stabbed by him in a sneak attack. After all, the toxin contained in it was Meng Tuozi's poisonous king's cauldron.
Only after recondensing, Wang Lin didn't dare to swallow it into his stomach to nourish it with golden pills. Even when it is used, be extremely careful, otherwise. Once he was stabbed, he was bound to die.
The poison of this poisonous king cauldron. There is no cure at all, except for Meng Tuozi. No one can solve it.
Wang Lin was full of ambition, especially the sharp thorns on Fei Jianjian. This was even his ultimate move. All he needed was a thought. Those sharp thorns will break off and shoot out, making it hard to defend against.