With a flash of blood, Wang Lin's slashing power burst out of all his cultivation bases, and at the same time he displayed the power of his Dao Ancient clan without any scruples.
In the land of the immortal clan in the Xiangang Continent, Wang Lin was extremely cautious about his own ancient magical powers.
After all, from the root, Rang belonged to the Daogu family, not the fairy, so in the region of this fairy clan, he could not tolerate his carelessness.
But in this space stone, he did not have such scruples. With a cut, behind Wang Lin, a huge ancient phantom that seemed to support the world appeared. This ancient phantom was appearing in armor. In an instant, bursts of vicissitudes of life exuded.
With blood flickering, Wang Lin took the blood sword and swept across Xu Decai’s soul and under the lantern at a very fast speed. With a bang, Xu Decai’s soul breathed out the breath of the soul. Completely slumped down, the lantern above his head was swept up by this force, and it was rolled upside down and flew up, and the candlelight inside was instantly extinguished.
"I'm not reconciled!!" Xu Decai's wilting soul uttered the last roar, and was slapped by Wang Lin's sleeve. After another devastating blow, he was involved in the storage space.
As a result of all this, Wang Lin trembled, spouting blood, one head fell from the air, and immediately sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to adjust his inner breath.
The Mosquito King whirled around, always alert, and Nasi, with a strange light in his eyes, went to the distance in a flash, and when he came back, it held an arm in its hand.
This arm was bloody and bloody, it was Xu Decai's physical hand. Staring at this arm, Si's eyes were confused, but soon, mist spread out from outside its body, covering its body.
Time passed slowly, and it was three days in a blink of an eye. During these three days, the Mosquito King worked tirelessly to protect Wang Lin's Dharma. At this moment, it was quiet, without the slightest fluctuation.
When the third day was about to pass, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and his eyes showed deep exhaustion. During this period of time, killing two monks in the early stage of the air robbery was exhausted for Wang Lin.
"Two, it's eight..." Wang Lin raised his right hand and grabbed it towards the void ahead. Suddenly, a head flew quickly and fell into his hand. The head belonged to Xu Decai's body, with his eyes open. Despair and fear remain in God's eyes.
Staring at Xu Decai's head, Wang Lin looked for a while, put it away and put it together with Liu Zhiyuan's head.
"This man's magic weapon of lantern is very peculiar..." Wang Lin looked up in thought and looked into the distance. With a flick of his sleeve, the lantern that fell on the ground and extinguished the candle light in the distance flew up, floating on his body. forward.
Looking at this object, Wang Lin expelled a breath of primordial spirit and fell on it for refining. Slowly, the candlelight in the lantern reignited, emitting a soft light.
With the gaze of restraining the origin, Wang Lin took a look at the lantern inside and out. This thing is a simple protective treasure. It has no attack power at all, but its protection is extremely powerful.
As long as the candlelight in it is not extinguished, the soul will not be extinguished! It can even warm and nourish the primordial spirit, so that the primordial spirit slowly grows as if it has swallowed a pill.
If this thing is refined into the body and guarded by the soul, the soft candlelight light it emits can permeate the flesh, making the flesh invisible an extra layer of protection.
"If it weren't for this, Xu Decai would have been in the second round of killing, I am afraid it would be difficult to get through..." Wang Lin opened his mouth, and suddenly the lantern shrank and merged into Wang Lin's mouth, immersed in his body beside the soul. The soft candlelight glowing enveloped Wang Lin's body.
A warm feeling appeared in Wang Lin's mind. He took a deep breath, his eyes showing excitement.
"This battle is worth it! The most important thing is that there is also the secret of why this person can display magical powers so quickly. If I can grasp it, my combat power can be greatly increased!" I have a good understanding of its terrible casting speed. At that speed, as long as he is given a chance, it is very likely that when the opponent has no resistance, all of them will be in a weak position, and they will not be able to fight back with continuous magical powers. force.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and his right hand suddenly turned over when he lowered his head. Suddenly, Xu Decai, who was seriously injured and in extreme weakness, appeared in his hand.
His Yuanshen closed his eyes tightly, as if he passed out into a coma, shrank to three inches in size, and lay quietly in Wang Lin's palm.
Staring at this soul, Wang Lin suddenly shook his right hand fiercely! The moment he grasped it, he performed the soul search. In fact, if the cultivation bases are too different from each other, the soul search is very difficult to use. Unless it is to severely inflict the opponent and make it like Xu Decai right now, he can perform it without any scruples. This technique.
The memories of Xu Decai's life were unreservedly reviewed by Wang Lin at this moment, and he was constantly looking for the root cause.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was three hours. After all, Xu De only survived for too long. It would take a certain amount of time to find a certain exercise in his mixed memory.
Three hours later, Wang Lin's closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing ecstasy.
"Quick God Jue!! This Xu Decai had an adventure in his early years. From a meteorite that descended from the sky, he found a complicated seal engraved on it. With this practice, he has that terrifying spell casting speed..." Wang Lin stretched out his palm. , Xu Decai's primordial spirit trembled, slowly dissipating, as if it could collapse at any time.
But after a long time, it did not collapse and dissipated. Instead, there was a faint light on it. This faint light was very strange and exuded a monstrous resentment. This resentment was not reconciled before his death. By.
It just made Wang Lin's eyes condensed, but after the resentment became strong, it slowly diminished, and finally remained at a certain level. Xu Decai's soul did not dissipate and collapse, but slowly expanded. Opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes and looked at Wang Lin, Wang Lin's mind suddenly roared, and he was confused. The palm of Xu Decai's body flashed, and he flew into the distance quickly.
But Wang Lin recovered soon, his eyes showed strange colors, and he couldn't believe it.
"Ghosts were born!!" Wang Lin practiced multiple illusions, and he knew very well about the chances of ghosts being produced by dead people or fierce beasts. This has nothing to do with the cultivation base, but it is extremely rare!
Unless you use the method of the big soul gate, but then, the quality of the ghosts obtained is very low, at most it is only to make a medium-grade ghost sail.
He understands that if a dead person or a beast can give birth to a ghost by itself, such a ghost will be a great good for those who practice multiple illusions!
Wang Lin's heart was beating faster. This sudden surprise was beyond his expectation. At this moment, without thinking, he stared at the ghost of Xu Decai who was galloping away in the distance, with indescribable excitement, he swiftly left.
A ghost in a mere mere can't escape Wang Lin's capture. He can kill even before his life, let alone after his death.
In a moment, Wang Lin's figure flickered back, clutching a struggling and screaming ghost in his hand.
Holding the ghost, Wang Lin put it in the storage space, this thing is of great use to him!
After finishing this, Wang Lin took a deep breath and calmly studied the quick magical decision in Hua Xu Decai's memory. This magical power goes to an extreme, which can increase the speed of the magical power to an extremely terrifying level.
The main thing to stay away from is to open up nine divine veins in the body, and for each additional divine vein, the speed will be much faster.
That Xu Decai, since practicing, already possesses seven spiritual veins!
The so-called Divine Vessel is the expression of the speed Shenjue. In fact, it is a special way, at the cost of a seal, to create a speed-up cycle in the body, so that it can double the speed of spell casting.
"The primordial spirit of a monk was sealed in the body, forming a whirlpool... How does this technique feel similar to some of the magical powers of the ancients? When Wang Lin was studying the speed of the gods, this idea should come to mind. .
The more he looked at it, the clearer this thought became. In the end, he saw that this technique was definitely not only used for casting spells. If it were cast with the body of the ancient clan, I am afraid its power would be even more terrifying!
"It's a pity that I don't have any extra primordial spirit now..." Wang Lin pondered, and remembered this quick god in his heart. After he had a thorough understanding, he stood up, raised his right hand and grabbed forward, and the ground shook suddenly, a gourd. Appeared and fell into his hands. There were 30 million souls in it, and now more than half were left, and there were not many deaths.
And the blue umbrella in the sky was also taken away by Wang Lin. In the end, the Mosquito King and that were shrouded in fog, and Xu Decai's arms were merged, as if to restore his arms to soundness, and they were also received in the storage space.
After doing this, Wang Lin showed a chill in his eyes.
"It's time to go back..." He shook his body and disappeared into this broken space. Within a few days, the fog rolled on the extreme sky grassland, and the fighting within it continued. The more you reached the end, the higher the cultivation base of the surviving monks, the harder they were to kill, so even the fighting took a long time.
In the mist, the ordinary monks were almost crazy, with red eyes, constantly displaying all kinds of magical powers, deep in the mist, the old man named Zhang and the old man named Zhao, the two fought together with Lu Wenran and several monks in the early days of the air robbery.
Not far away, the two female cultivators who were left in Oasis at the early stage of the catastrophe were Yan Luan and Xu Dongde, the elder of the Great Soul Gate, who fought with them.
Here in Oasis, after the reduction of two more early tribulation lords, the strength has dropped sharply. As a result, the pressure on the middle tribulation bosses with the words Zhang and Zhao will be doubled. What they need to face is even more. Many people. Today, a few days later, these two Oasis mid-air catastrophe bosses were already extremely embarrassed, and they looked somewhat irresistible.