Wang Lin, who had integrated into the army of nearly ten thousand cultivators, did not attract too much attention from other people. Only that Yan Luan was walking forward and swept his head towards the nearly ten thousand cultivators behind him, as if he wanted to find Wang Lin.
But there were too many monks, and there was a lot of mist here, and even after sweeping away, they couldn't find them.
In this mist, the cultivators of the Oasis screamed, especially the two elders in the mid-air catastrophe, whose cultivation level reached the sky, and the mist here suddenly rolled back as they moved forward, and the faintness had a tendency not to dare to approach.
In the middle of the air catastrophe, even in this Xiangang continent, it is enough to become the overlord of one party, and can support a middle-level sect. Even in the sects of nine sects and thirteen sects, they are also the best among the elders, not many. See!
Almost every monk who can reach the mid-air catastrophe is extremely difficult to be killed. There are too many life-saving methods and magical powers in them.
The two mid-air catastrophe elders from Oasis, one was Zhang and the other Zhao, belonged to two different magic gates of Oasis. Between the shots, the world roared, but he saw that Lu Wenran turned into a Changhong and galloped away. , Fight here with the old man surnamed Zhang in the rolling fog!
The loud rumbling sound revolved around the world, rolling in all directions, causing layers of ripples to turn into violent winds, sweeping around, causing the two cultivators to retreat and unable to approach.
Another mid-air robbery elder in Oasis surnamed Zhao is about to fight with Lu Wenran, striving to take him severely. In his opinion, as long as this Lu Wenran loses, the rest of the monks here are nothing to worry about!
But at the moment when the old man named Zhao walked forward, Yan Luan, Na Xu Dongde, and the repair of a nearby sect who were also in the early days of the air robbery, the three turned into Changhong and hurriedly approached, blocking the old man named Zhao, the three Fight together!
If it were changed to another place, even if the three of them joined forces, they would not be able to fight a mid-air catastrophe cultivator. The air catastrophe realm, a level gap, is extremely huge, like a gully between heaven and earth.
Even Wang Lin, when he possessed the seven origins, used supernatural powers and was able to fight the early days of the air catastrophe, but even now the eight origins can only fight the early days of the air catastrophe, and cannot shake the air catastrophe on the magic powers. Mid-term monk.
But within the Tianniu cave formation on this extremely heavenly grassland, in the mists entering the body, there was a change. The Yan Luan trio had the power to reluctantly fight the old man named Zhao! Even if you can't win, you can contain it!
With four people supporting the other two, the mid-air catastrophe cultivators could not play their terrifying role in this war. Among the remaining oasis cultivators, there are still four early-air catastrophe cultivators at this moment.
These four people, two men and two women, are dressed in luxurious clothes and have extraordinary identities, but these four people are encountering the same problem at this moment. Here in Tianniu Island, there are three other early hobbit monks from nearby sects who are equivalent to ancestors. , These three people were almost infinite in the mist, and fought with the four Oasis cultivators. In the roaring and whirling, the world shook, and the air robbery cultivators opened the first battle of this fight!
Next came the slaying of a large group of monks. This kind of slaying was extremely chaotic. Twenty thousand people were intertwined and blocked by the fog. They roared into the sky for a while, and there were screams and whirlpools.
Wang Lin walked like a ghost in the mist. He lowered his head and had a compass in his hand. The compass was densely packed with white and green light spots at this moment, symbolizing all the changes in this place.
There was a whistling around, the rays of the spells were covered by the mist, but they could not cover the monstrous murderous aura and chill. While walking, Wang Lin suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to the mist on the right. Under this finger, The blood flickered, but the blood sword whizzed out with an astonishing suffocation. As it approached the mist, an Oasis monk suddenly walked out of the mist. Before the monk could react, he trembled. The eyebrows burst open, and the blood sword pierced through.
Wang Lin looked as usual and continued to move forward. His goal was not these slaying Oasis cultivators, but those few holocaust powers in the distance!
Along the way, Wang Lin's figure galloped. Around his body, there was a layer of black mist in the mist. The black mist was different from the mist of this sky cow formation method. It was full of brutality, and there was sometimes a scarlet inside. His tongue flicked.
As the seven fighting cultivators got closer and closer, Wang Lin's footsteps were slightly slower, and finally stood thousands of feet away from the seven people. Wang Lin stopped and stood there, his eyes flickering.
"It's quite difficult to kill the monks in the early stage of the Tribulation... Such monks are almost hard to be killed... Even with the puppets of the siege, it is not enough..." Wang Lin knew well that he had gone through nine mysterious catastrophes, and he had truly stepped into it. The monk of the air robbery is terrible, this is not to kill the monk surnamed Qian and the other three-shot men and women in Danhai.
The cultivation base of these three people is only the appearance of Xuan Jie's ninth time. Although it seems to be infinitely close to the sky, in fact, the gap is too big. Their cultivation level, with the power of two people, can defeat the Baihu trio, and under certain circumstances, they have to flee. After all, the Baihu trio’s cultivation base is actually similar to Du Qingxiang. The appearance of Qianxuan Jie seven or eight times.
In the world of the cave, only the old warrior ghost and the colorful Taoist are the real initial cultivation bases of the triumph. If they can merge with the third soul and turn into a colorful immortal, the cultivation base will reach the peak of the mid-air triumph.
Below the air robbery, Wang Lin can be killed with his current cultivation base, but in the initial stage of the real air robbery, it takes some means to kill.
Even on the Xiangang Continent, the death of the air robbery cultivator is very rare. Once it occurs, it will have a great impact on morale and a whole sect.
Not to mention that death was in the middle of the air catastrophe, even the Great Soul Gate would not want to see such a blow.
Looking at the mist rolling thousands of feet away, the seven people in it are now fighting for life and death. It is difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat. In fact, it is impossible to tell the victory or defeat. Any one of the seven will not die as long as they are more cautious. , At best, it's just an injury.
But Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He simply sat cross-legged, and the black fog outside his body merged with the surrounding fog. It was difficult to be discovered. In addition, the battle between the seven early cultivators caused the world to roar. Once approached, it was extremely dangerous, and only Wang Lin could arrive safely, waiting for the opportunity.
He was waiting for a chance to kill an early stage of the raid all at once.
"The Sisi can be used as a heavy blow, the blood sword can injure people, and the spirit seal can prevent escaping... Multiple illusions can be obtained from time to time... And the ultimate means of killing is to rely on the soul to lead back! Just rely on these alone, only It can make the air robbery respect the injury, but can't completely kill it..." Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he stared at a distance thousands of feet away in thought.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was several hours. Not only did the sound of killing in the surrounding area not decrease, but it became more intense, and both sides suffered great casualties!
But Wang Lin still sat there cross-legged, still waiting.
Liu Zhiyuan, as the elder of the Dao Demon Sect of the Oasis, has just stepped into the early stage of the air robbery.
Participating in the battle to invade Tianniu Island this time, with the same elder Xu Wei, and two other sect dao friends, at this moment, he is fighting with the three cultivators of Niuzhou at the same early stage of the air robbery.
The other party seemed to have infinite energy, and all kinds of magical powers were constantly unfolding, but the four of them were in this mist, their spiritual consciousness was blocked, and they could not be supplemented from the mist. After a few hours, there were faint signs of retreat.
The seven people fought in chaos, and the roar was constant, especially Liu Zhiyuan. Not long after he entered the air disaster, the immortal power in his body was a little exhausted at this moment, and it was absorbed by the surrounding fog in a large amount.
"Damn mist! When will the messengers come? If this continues, I am afraid it will be difficult to win this battle!" Liu Zhiyuan's face was gloomy, his right hand was raised, and the black lotus was once transformed into the monk Tianniuzhou Kongjie in front of him. A black dragon collided.
During the roar, Liu Zhiyuan retreated quickly without thinking. He didn't need to speak, his three companions knew the purpose, and his body flashed, blocking the remaining magical power attacks, giving Liu Zhiyuan the opportunity to retreat and swallow the pill.
The four hours of fighting between the four must inevitably need to replenish the immortal power in the body, otherwise, it will be difficult to continue.
Liu Zhiyuan's expression is extremely vicious. His practice is the double cultivation of Yin and Yang, condensing the soul of the female furnace into a black lotus, and he died in his abundant furnace, countless.
At this moment, when he retreated, he shook his body and withdrew thousands of feet. He lifted his right hand up and grabbed the void, and immediately more than a dozen black light balls appeared in the other hands. In each light ball, there was a naked | naked three sitting cross-legged. Inch woman with a stern look.
Liu Zhiyuan didn't even look at it, he opened his mouth and was about to take a breath!
But at this moment, not far from him, Wang Lin, who had always hidden his breath, suddenly burst into cold light in his eyes. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and now there was finally someone who gave him this opportunity!
"It's him!"
Murderous intent appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He promised the first condition of the Great Soul Gate and killed ten early stage great lords. Today, he will complete one of them!
At the moment when Wang Lin's body leaped away at lightning speed, a bloody light flickered in Wang Lin's hands, and suddenly cut away towards Liu Zhiyuan, who was facing away from him not far ahead!
The edge of the blood sword is incomparable. At this moment, it whizzes up, and the moment is approaching, that Liu Zhiyuan is about to swallow the more than ten light balls, suddenly the hairs stand up, a crisis suddenly pervades, he gives up swallowing without thinking, swallows his big sleeve, and immediately A black lotus appeared behind him, and the blood sword coming from the sky, blasted together!
The roar shook the sky, and Liu Zhiyuan turned around fiercely under the roar, his eyes revealed murderous intent.
"I'm going to see, who dares to attack the deity!!"
But the moment he turned around, Wang Lin made a move!