Wang Lin stepped on this beast and sprinted all the way. Whenever he encounters a beast, as long as it is a top grade, the beast under his feet will pierce the body with its mouthparts to suck the inner alchemy.
While flying, Wang Lin pondered secretly, searching all his memories, and finally found a powerful monster called the mosquito in the memory of the ancient gods. Although the two differ greatly in size and strength, they are surprisingly similar. That is its long mouthparts.
In the memory of the ancient god Tusi, he had only seen a mosquito beast once. It was in a desolate galaxy. There were almost no monks in that galaxy, and it was enveloped in gray gas.
Tu Si was also looking for refining materials, and only then did he cross several galaxies and arrived there. In that desolate galaxy, with the strength of the ancient gods, he almost died.
The reason is that it is a mosquito beast with a long mouthpart. Initially, there are only a few of this beast. The cultivation base is only equivalent to the top-grade wild beast. It is easily destroyed by him, but the more you enter the galaxy, the greater the number of beasts. Many, in the end, they are almost connected into one piece, densely packed and countless.
If the strength of this beast is one, it would be better to say, but once this beast becomes more numerous, it seems that there is a mysterious connection between them, and even its magical powers are multiplied. As a result, the ancient gods were quite embarrassed to deal with them, and finally escaped. After this galaxy, he hesitated for a long time and did not step into it again.
Because at the moment he escaped, he realized that on countless planets in this galaxy, an unpredictable number of mosquitoes flew out again. Just a glance made Tu Si a little scalp numb.
Wang Lin looked at the beast, especially paying more attention to its mouthparts. He secretly said that even if the beast is not the mosquito beast, it must have some origin. Otherwise, how could it be possible to have the same mouthparts.
With this kind of thought, Wang Lin seldom made any moves along the way. Even if the beast encountered a strong enemy several times and almost died, Wang Lin had always waited and watched. He only assisted in the final life-and-death crisis.
As a result, although the journey was somewhat delayed, the aggressiveness of the mosquitoes is constantly improving.
Eight days later. Wang Lin stepped on this beast. Finally came to Lianmo City.
The city of Lianmo is quite regular. Its large and small attic houses are scattered all over the city. There are many monks in it. Especially the several teleportation arrays inside and outside the city. There are even more monks in an endless stream.
To know the current Xiu Mohai. There are so many monsters. Only those who have a certain level of cultivation can dare to walk in the wild. Or maybe it's a small group of three to five.
Most of the monks. All choose to spend a little spiritual stone. In and out of the teleportation array. Thus. At the very least, security can be guaranteed.
When Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast and flew from a distance. The monks who were in charge of guarding the city immediately stared at the creepy mosquito beasts in a dumbfounded manner. I sucked in a few air-conditioners one after another.
Wang Lin stepped on this beast. Without stopping, he flew into this city. As soon as he entered the city, three divine senses immediately appeared from the city. These three divine senses swept towards Wang Lin almost instantaneously.
Wang Lin furrowed his brows, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and he was already in the city when he appeared. As for the mosquitoes and beasts, he had already been put in a storage bag dedicated to living creatures.
As for his cultivation base, under Wang Lin deliberately concealed it, it became the mid-foundation stage. With the strength of his divine consciousness, no one can see through unless it reaches the stage of transforming the gods.
As soon as he disappeared, three people suddenly appeared in the air. These three people could hardly distinguish each other in appearance, but they were different in the colors of their clothes, which were black, white, and red.
The black-clothed old man had a solemn expression. After taking a close look around, he said in a deep voice: "This Yuan Yingqi Daoist is obviously unwilling to show up, nothing else, as long as he doesn't cause trouble in even Mocheng, I haven't waited. Need to trouble this person."
The other two looked at each other, their bodies flashed, and they disappeared where they were.
They didn't know that from the beginning to the end, Wang Lin's consciousness was locked on him. It was not until they disappeared that Wang Lin retracted his consciousness and wandered in Lianmo City.
There are many shops in the city. Wang Lin looked around and stopped, but he never saw anyone selling a map of Demon Sea Repairing. After a while, Wang Lin paused with a smile on his mouth. He was in front of him. , Is a three-story attic, with three characters written on it, Refining Pavilion.
Wang Lin still remembers the old man who rode the gluttonous beast back then, and now that many years have passed, the old man must have found the little beast that he has transferred.
Wang Lin sneered inwardly, did not enter this pavilion, but simply skipped it. For the old man riding a gluttonous beast, Wang Lin was confident that with his current cultivation level, even if it was unmatched, if he wanted to protect himself and escape, it should be more than enough, instead of having no chance to escape like he did in the past.
While he was walking, Wang Lin's eyes flashed suddenly, and he stared at a jade slip shop in the corner of the alley in front of him. On the plaque outside this shop, there was a faint trace of spiritual power.
The traces of this spiritual power are extremely weak, and only after the cultivation base reaches the Nascent Infant stage can you notice it. If it is below the Nascent Infant stage, there is no abnormality at all.
Based on Wang Lin's experience in Xiu Mohai, he had heard that in some main cities, in addition to the square city facing all the monks, there was also a trading place called the secret market.
This secret market often restricts the cultivation base of the changers, and only after reaching a certain level can they enter it.
Wang Lin glanced at him, and was about to walk away. Suddenly his expression changed, and he saw a young man rushing to face him. The young man was handsome, but his expression was quite flustered. He ran and looked back. Behind him, A middle-aged man with a ferocious face chased him a few steps from behind, grabbed the young man's shoulder, and the young man hurriedly hid, almost hitting Wang Lin with his head.
Wang Lin's body flashed and passed from the side.
The young man staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. From his arms, a purple jade piece fell out of his arms. The jade piece was about the size of a fist and looked crystal clear.
With a look of horror on the young man's face, he quickly grabbed Ziyu and held it firmly in his hand.
At this time, the middle-aged man had come to the front, and Xu was where Wang Lin was standing blocking his way. This man waved his hand and called Wang Lin.
Wang Lin frowned, stepped back, and let go of the other party's waving arm.
The middle-aged man was surprised, but still said viciously: "Dare to block your grandfather's way, get out of here!"
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he glanced at this person. The middle-aged man's cultivation base just barely reached the late stage of foundation building, and his body's spiritual power was even more imperfect. It was obviously that he was forced to take medicine.
When the middle man saw Wang Lin not talking, he snorted, turned around and stared at the young man who was holding the purple jade, and said in a vicious voice: "Babbit, you have the courage to eat your grandfather and my jade.
The boy trembled, and despite the look of fear in his eyes, he still said: "You nonsense, this is something from my family."
The middle-aged man laughed, kicked the boy up with a kick, grabbed with his right hand, and grabbed the purple jade with great ease, and said contemptuously: "I just fell in love with it. What can you do? Tell you, I Not to grab, but to buy, promise, take it!" As he said, he took out a low-grade spirit stone, and it was still on the ground.
Under the foot of the middle-aged man, the young man fell to the ground fiercely, vomiting a big mouthful of blood, his face was pale, his eyes showed resentment, and he stared at the other side fiercely.
At this time, some passing pedestrians all around looked sideways, but as soon as they saw the middle-aged man, his complexion changed, he immediately lowered his head and pretended not to see him, and hurriedly left.
Wang Lin glanced at it, ignored it, turned and walked towards the shop with the traces of Yuan Ying. The juvenile purple jade, Wang Lin knows, is a kind of refining material, called amethyst. This stone is like jade but not jade. It is very valuable. This fist-sized piece can be sold for a hundred dollars. Like the middle-grade spirit stone.
As for the foul language of the middle-aged man just now, if it were put before, based on Wang Lin's temperament, he would definitely not be merciless, but with the gradual sublimation of his cultivation, Wang Lin was really interested in punishing such a small person. Fan.
It's just that he doesn't bother the other party, but the middle-aged man is reluctant and unforgiving. After this person grabbed the purple jade, Xu was quite contented, and his arrogance became more and more arrogant. Turning his eyes, he shouted: "You stop me! I just let you go, not let you go!"
After speaking, he took a big step and patted Wang Lin's head with his right hand.
Wang Lin paused and turned around to take a look at this person. Under this view, the middle-aged man was suddenly frightened, and the palm that he patted out suddenly stopped, and his forehead suddenly secreted a row of cold sweat.
"Get out!" Wang Lin's voice was flat, and after speaking, he turned and walked towards.
At this time, outside the shop, an old man walked out. The old man wrinkled his face and glanced at Wang Lin with his dim eyes. He stopped paying attention, but took a rag and wiped the plaque.
The middle-aged man looked pale and uncertain. He squinted around and found that many pedestrians were all looking at this place. He gritted his teeth and slapped his storage bag. Then a flying sword flew out. This man pointed to Wang Lin's back. , Yelled in his mouth: "Go!"
The flying sword was as fast as lightning, and it was not far from Wang Lin, almost instantly, it flew to the front of Wang Lin, but before the flying sword touched Wang Lin, it clicked and weirdly disconnected from the middle. , Split in half and fell to the ground.
Wang Lin turned around. This time, he moved murderously, and with a wave of his right hand, an afterimage restriction immediately broke out, and it was suddenly printed on the middle-aged man's forehead.
The person shook and screamed, and the whole person immediately turned into a pool of blood, leaving only a storage bag in the blood and the purple jade that he had not had time to put into it.
The young man on the side stared straight at the purple jade in the blood. He gritted his teeth and stood out. He picked up the jade and put it in his arms. After taking a close look at Wang Lin, he quickly ran away.
The pedestrians all around suddenly showed shocked faces, and walked away quickly without saying a word, staying away from here. Even the old man in the shop couldn't help but frown. Seeing Wang Lin approaching him calmly, the old man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "The shop is not outside, please leave."
Wang Lin's face sank, he pointed to the Yuan Ying mark on the plaque, and slowly said, "If it is not external, what is this mark?"
The old man's expression was startled, the whole person immediately stood up respectfully, and said quickly: "Senior, please come in, let's say inside."
After entering this shop, the old man was embarrassed, he wanted to speak, and finally sighed and said: "Senior, this place is one of the secret cities of Yuanying in Lianmo City, but it will take three days to open. The junior advises you not to It’s better to wait, but to leave early."
Wang Lin looked as usual, sat aside, and said calmly: "But what is the background of the person I killed just now?"
The old man looked awkward, hesitated a little, nodded, and stopped talking.
At this moment, suddenly from the eastern part of the city, a powerful divine consciousness spread out. After sweeping around the city, it left a divine mind: "The villain who killed my disciple, get out!"
The face of the old man in the shop changed drastically, he looked at Wang Lin pleadingly, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you have a pity for the poor young man, please leave. If that person is to blame, the young man can't bear it. In addition, this time, Yuan Ying The secret city tokens have all been issued, and even if the seniors come back three days later, they will be allowed to enter."
Wang Lin stood up, his eyes still calm, and asked: "Is there a token for the person who has just passed on the divine mind?"
The old man was startled and nodded subconsciously, but immediately, his expression changed drastically. When he looked at the other party again, Wang Lin had disappeared in place.
In the sky above Lianmo City, a big bald man with a thick python wrapped around his body stood still. This man had thick eyebrows, a cross-cut face, and a gloomy look.
On his body, there are rows of storage bags of different sizes, and in each one, bursts of aura and coercion are emitted.
This person was one of the Yuan Ying guardians of Lian Mo City. He was originally in retreat, but he sensed that his disciple's soul blood had dissipated. He was obviously killed by someone. Under great anger, he walked out of the retreat and asked his guilt.
In order to prevent the opponent from escaping, he even sent someone to seal up the entire city of Lianmo. Coupled with the description of some monks who saw his disciple being killed, he already knew what the opponent looked like, so he had his spiritual consciousness in the Nascent Soul stage. Begin to search in a large area in the city.
It's just that the more he searched, the more doubts he felt in his heart. He had searched the entire Lianmo City for a few times, but the person seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.
Even the secret city shop, he also probed with divine sense, but he never found the existence of that person.
That's why the divine consciousness spread out in anger, and when he thought about it, the man must have escaped with some kind of secret technique, and spreading divine consciousness was just a vent of anger.
However, what he didn't expect was that the divine consciousness almost just came out, and a young man appeared suddenly more than ten feet away in front of him. They are exactly the same.
The pupils in the bald man’s eyes suddenly closed. He stepped back and stared at the opponent. His anger almost immediately gathered. Although his appearance was rough, he was quite cautious in his heart. Otherwise, he would have his current level of cultivation. And status.
Seeing that the young man actually teleported out, coupled with his divine sense searching for a long time but he did not find the other party. These two points are combined, and there is only one explanation, that is, this person is not only a monk in the Yuan Ying period, but also has a cultivation base. …
After Wang Lin appeared, he slapped the storage bag without saying anything, and suddenly the forbidden flag fell in his hand. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice, "Stop!"
Suddenly the forbidden flag moved in an instant, and it immediately turned into a black screen that almost covered the sky. It swept around frantically. Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire city of Lian Mo was wrapped in, and the sky suddenly darkened.
The bald man's complexion changed, and his heart cried secretly. Without any hesitation, he opened the storage bag on his body again and again. The insects of various shapes flew out from the storage bag, densely packed into a piece to wrap the big man. Inside.
At the same time, he hurriedly said: "Friends, misunderstanding this matter..."
Wang Lin didn't wait for him to finish, snorted coldly, a little forbidden flag on his right hand, and suddenly made a sound, the nine forbidden airs were like a black dragon, suddenly rushed out of the flag, and roared.
At the same time, Wang Lin patted his storage, and the ancient bronze mirror appeared in his hands.
The damaging force was extremely strong, and the nine black dragons crashed down from different directions. Almost instantly, the flying insects around the big man disappeared one by one.
The big man was horrified. With his initial cultivation base of Yuan Ying, he felt a sense of suffocation under the strange magic weapon of the other party. The power of this treasure made his heart beat.
He thought about it, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue. After a spout of blood, the whole person turned into a bloody shadow and galloped back. He knew that if he had been under the shady of this magic weapon, he would definitely not have the slightest chance to win.
Seeing that he was about to rush out of the dark, this person's eyes were filled with joy, but at this moment, nine ban airs appeared again from the forbidden flag, which gathered from all directions like a cage.
At the same time, Wang Lin had long expected this person to act like this, and saw that the ancient bronze mirror on his head flashed, and the blue light immediately fell, shining on this person, and the blood shadow of the galloping man immediately became involuntary. After this meal, the Nine Paths of Forbidden Qi came immediately and fell on this person.
At this moment of crisis, the big man opened his mouth and spit out a trident. After holding it, he swept a circle with a sullen expression, and the nine forbidden breaths disappeared one by one.
It's just that his figure was delayed by this, and he couldn't help being relieved. Although he eventually escaped from the blue light, his whole body was constantly emitting blue smoke, and his expression was extremely depressed.
It was almost the moment he rushed out of the blue light, he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, Yuan Ying drilled from the top of his head with a panic face, and quickly fled away, only to see a black weird flying sword flew out of his physical chest, and brought it up. A cavity of blood.
Wang Lin was in the distance, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and when he called with his right hand, the black flying sword immediately disappeared, teleported to him, and stopped moving.
All of this happened in a very fast time. From Wang Lin’s appearance to Dahan Yuanying’s departure, it was just a few breaths. At this time, several Yuanying monks in Lianmo City had been paying attention to this battle. , Their complexions changed drastically. Among them, the three old men who belonged to the protector immediately teleported out, not daring to enter the shady scene, but were outside, ready to help Dahan Yuanying.
The big man's Yuan Ying galloped away with a panic expression on her face. He saw three colleagues and friends, as long as he was by their side, he believed that he would have escaped this time. He never expected that he would provoke such a evil star. He didn't even say a word and would kill him when he met. He forgot that his original intention was to kill the opponent to avenge his disciple. After seeing that the other party had the Yuan Ying stage cultivation base, he became a little hesitant. If Wang Lin was not the Yuan Ying, then he was afraid that he would have been brutally killed by this person long ago.
Seeing that he was about to rush out of the shady scene, the big man's Yuan Ying showed joy in his eyes. At this moment, the three colleagues and friends suddenly showed shock on their faces and rushed towards him.
The big man was startled, but then, he felt a sudden gust of wind around him. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a terrifying monster the size of a calf suddenly appeared above his head, bringing gusts of gust of wind. The most conspicuous thing about this monster is the huge and thinner and sharp mouthparts.
At this moment, ninety-nine forbidden airs flashed in the forbidden flag, which was blocked in front of the three Yuan Ying monks who rushed forward.
The three of his figures couldn't help but stop, the black forbidden breath that came vertically and horizontally came and disappeared just as fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the forbidden breath disappeared, and the scene in front of the three of them was unforgettable for them.
I saw the terrifying mouthparts of that hideous creature, deeply piercing the top of Dahan Yuanying’s head. Under a blue light, the big man’s Yuanying trembled and became smaller and smaller. In the end, the whole Yuanying was completely destroyed by the hideous monster. Swallow.
This monster's original black body slowly flashed a trace of gold, and after looking at the three of them with cold eyes, with a wave of its wings, it disappeared into the place as fast as thunder, and returned to the distant side of Wang Lin.
Wang Lin summoned with his right hand, and put away the forbidden flags and ancient mirrors. At the same time, the storage bag and the trident all fell into his hands.
After sweeping away his spiritual knowledge, Wang Lin took out a token from his storage bag, with the word "Secret" written on it in black font. After getting the token, he looked up at the three people in the distance, and said nothing about his body. For a flash, disappeared in place.
In this battle, there were many viewers in Lianmo City. Some of them were the Nascent Soul monks who came to participate in the secret market. Wang Lin cleanly killed the big man, which made them extremely impressive, especially the endless magic weapons. And the last monster beast that swallowed the Yuan Ying, with their knowledge and knowledge, they couldn't recognize this beast.
Even the three elders who were the protectors of the Dahan did not approach Wang Lin after being silent for a little while. After all, strength determines everything in Xiu Mohai. How to determine this matter, the three of them still need to report to Lian. Lord of Mocheng.
It's just that the Lord of the City retreats all year round, this matter is likely to be stranded, after all, with the cultivation base of the white-haired young man, I am afraid that it is not much more than the monks in the middle and late Yuan Ying.
The three of them glanced at each other, all sighed secretly, and walked away.
When Wang Lin appeared again, he appeared in the secret city shop and threw the token to the old man who was staring at him blankly. He calmly said, "Now, there is a token."