This time the fight was not as numerous as the first time there were as many monks. As a result, the scope did not spread too much, only less than a few hundred miles or the like.
On the grassland tens of thousands of miles away from the battlefield, it was still shrouded in fog. Among the weeds and mud on the ground, there was a stone. At this moment, there was a burst of light on the stone, and Wang Lin's figure suddenly turned out.
The sky was dim and covered by mist. The rain a few days ago did not stop, but it was a lot smaller. It merged with the mist and became wet.
He lowered his head to pick up the space stone and put it in the storage space. Wang Lin looked into the distance with a cold light in his eyes.
"After entering, the space stone will fall in place. In this case, it is actually very dangerous. If it is not a last resort, it is better not to use it."
Wang Lin's body shook, ripples echoed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
When he appeared, he was already outside the millions of battlefields that were fighting against him, less than a thousand miles away. Here, you can faintly feel the fluctuations of the magical powers coming from the front, and the looming breath of death.
As long as it is this kind of large-scale fighting, there must be countless deaths on both sides. For this kind of war, Wang Lin is tired of it. He does not want to participate in too much. Here, he has no sense of belonging, and he has not called out my generation monks for it. The blood of the First World War.
What he did was just to complete the three conditions explained by the ancestor Qingniu and return the three gifts of the Great Soul Gate! This is Wang Lin's character, he is kind!
"It's no longer suitable to continue to fight against the air robbery monk... But if there is that kind of air robbery monk who is seriously injured by others, maybe I can pick up some cheap..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his body turned into a string of tobacco, and the mist was blended into the mist and galloped. Towards the front battlefield, getting closer and closer.
As it approached continuously, the fluctuation of that kind of supernatural power became stronger and stronger, and the aura of death became stronger and faintly. He also heard the sound of fighting and roaring when the magic weapon and supernatural power collided from the front.
"In this battlefield, it's a way to capture the soul, and seal it in the body to practice quick magic!" Wang Lin was getting closer and closer to the battlefield. It didn't take long before he rushed into the battlefield for hundreds of miles. The ears roared into the sky, and the waves of spells reverberated, and there were more colorful colors.
The original six or seven thousand monks of the two sides, now there are only less than four thousand people left, their eyes are red, and there is a tragic collision. Wang Lin wandered around the fighting monks. He saw the death of Oasis and Tianniu Island, but he did not take action.
He didn't want to participate in this fight. From his point of view, whether Tianniu Continent or Oasis Continent, they are all raccoon dogs in the same group, there is no difference.
In the flicker, Wang Lin flew towards the depths of the battlefield. Not long after, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and turned to look to the right. There was surrounded by mist. Two monks were fighting each other. One of them was in Defeated and threatened many times, at this moment, back again and again, the old man from the Oasis in front of him has a good cultivation base, possessing the level of the mid-Kongxuan stage, and his shots are extremely fierce.
"It's him!" Wang Lin glanced at the monk who had retreated again and again. He had some impression of this person, who was exactly the old man with long hair who appeared on the extreme sky grassland.
The old man was very embarrassed at the moment, his face was pale, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but his expression remained firm, without any change.
After a few glances, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and his body swayed away.
The monk who was chasing and killing the old man with a hideous look, waving his hands in a low growl, erected two huge phantom shadows outside his body, chasing after him in an instant.
"You have fought with the old man for so long, and now you are going to die for the old man!!" The monk suddenly raised his hands and pointed forward. The two huge phantoms on both sides of his body roared into Changhong and went straight ahead. To catch up with the old man.
The gray-haired old man sighed inwardly. He looked down on life and death. In this battlefield, he saw many stern deaths of his fellows, but now it was his turn.
There was a trace of sorrow in his heart, but it was more of a kind of relief, but it would be impossible if he was left alone. A chill flashed in his eyes and he was about to explode!
This is the last thing he can do for his hometown as a monk from Tianniu Island before his death!
"The old man was born in Tianniu Island, and his cultivation is Tianniu Island's heaven and earth, spiritual and material creation, and now he is returned to Tianniu Island without worry!" The gray-haired old man turned calmly with his eyes on his words. No longer fleeing, but about to explode, the pupils of his eyes suddenly shrank, and he saw a figure suddenly appeared between himself and the monk who was chasing after him.
It was a figure with white hair and white clothes!
Wang Lin appeared silently, raised his right hand, and waved forward at random. The sky and the earth roared, and the surrounding fog was rolling a lot, but he saw the two coming phantom shadows, his whole body shook and collapsed suddenly.
The collapse of the illusory demon god caused the monk in the Oasis to change his face greatly, showing a look of horror. It is not that his magical powers cannot be broken, but being broken so easily by the other party, there is only one explanation!
The opponent is the weakest, and is also a monk Xuanjie! !
This thought flashed in his mind, and the Oasis cultivator felt his scalp numb. Without hesitation, he retreated quickly and was about to flee here.
Wang Lin snorted coldly. He lifted his footsteps and took a step forward. He appeared directly thousands of feet away. The place where the cultivator of Oasis had escaped, instantly transformed in front of the opponent, and his palm fell like a mountain on the top of the cultivator. The moment when there was no power to dodge at all, he pressed the heavenly spirit on his head.
With a bang, the monk's whole body collapsed, and his flesh and blood was torn apart, and his soul was surrounded by this force, and he was pulled out of his collapsed body alive, and was pinched by Wang Lin, quickly pinching out a large number of shots. After the imprint, he pressed it on his chest.
The primordial spirit disappeared, but in Wang Lin's body, there was an additional whirlpool. This whirlpool was a prototype of a divine vein that he opened up in his body completely according to the formula and method of the speed of the gods.
All this was extremely fast and ended in a blink of an eye. The gray-haired old man was stunned, watching Wang Lin's back disappear in a flash. After a long time, he took a long breath.
"He is the elder of the Great Soul Gate!" The old man had seen Wang Lin in the underground palace, and he recognized it at a glance. It was just Wang Lin's distant back, his long white hair, and the white clothes scattered inside his body. The coldness that came out gave the old man a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it faintly at some point.
Wang Lin wandered in this mist, constantly approaching the deep place where the Kong-robbing monks were fighting. Along the way, any monks he saw Kong Xuan's cultivation level would immediately kill them and take the soul. Seal in the body to consolidate the first divine vein.
Wang Lin faintly understood the principle of this speedy decisiveness. By continuously sealing a certain degree of primordial spirits, they turned into the vortex. As a result, once the vortex rotates, its speed will be extremely fast!
The more sealed cultivators and the higher the cultivation base, the faster the whirlpool will turn. Similarly, when Wang Lin needs it, the speed of his magical powers will increase correspondingly.
But it’s not that there is no limit. Wang Lin walked all the way. When he was close to the edge of the place where the kung fu monk was fighting, he had already sealed nine people. After these nine people, they could no longer be sealed, and there was no way to form a second line. Shenmai.
This point was explained in the Speed God Jue. After Wang Lin had experienced it, he had a deep understanding. To form a second divine vein, he must cultivate to a higher soul.
Unless he can start the seal from Monk Kongni like that of Xu Decai, but if this is the case, the power will be reduced a lot. Now Wang Lin, the vortex sealed by Monk Kongxuan, is better than the four whirlpools that Xu De had back then. .
As a result, I saw it.
"The monk Xuanjie should be able to make a second divine vein appear in my body, but there are very few monks Xuanjie in this battlefield..." Wang Lin squinted his eyes, watching the violently rolling mist in the distance, all the air disasters on both sides existed. Monk.
After watching for a while, Wang Lin frowned.
"They will be hard to get serious injuries for a while. Those few Oasis cultivators don’t know what kind of pill they have taken, and they seem to be able to faintly fight the mist while improving their combat power... In this way, simply Let's find the monk Xuanjie first." Wang Lin lost his thoughts, and then backed quietly. Just as he was about to leave, his expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, Wang Lin immediately unfolded at full speed and dashed forward.
At the moment he rushed out less than three feet away, a green light approached and landed where he had existed before. The earth shook, and a loud rumbling noise rose to the sky, spreading around, even the mist seemed to be covered. Under the blow of this green light, signs of collapse appeared.
This blow caused a huge wave of impact, pushing Wang Lin's body far away. If Wang Lin hadn't noticed it in time, the blow would have been enough to seriously injure him!
Without turning around, Wang Lin had a feeling of rising hairs. He clearly sensed that a divine mind locked himself in, and his body flashed, and he hurried forward.
When ripples appear under its feet, it must blend into the world.
"Zhuo!" But at this moment, an indifferent voice reverberated in his ears, and the world seemed to be sealed in dust, but it was impossible to merge!
"The old monster in the mid-air catastrophe!" Wang Lin immediately judged that this person who locked himself in his cultivation base no longer blended into the world under his teeth, but flicked his sleeves, the mosquitoes appeared and carried them, galloping away. .
Behind Wang Lin, the old man named Zhang who had previously fought with Lu Wenran and a few Niuzhou air robbery monks today, stepped forward, staring at the place where Wang Lin had escaped, with murderous intent in his eyes, and stepped forward, ignoring the battle situation here, and quickly chased after him!
"The old man Zhang Daozong waited for you for a few days, and finally waited out you little fox. You killed Liu Zhiyuan, and you are going to calm down the anger of the lord!"
Wang Lin didn't say a word, and with the speed of the mosquito beast, it flew out a thousand feet in an instant, but the speed of the Dao Zong behind him was faster, and the instant distance was less than a hundred feet!