Hengyue Mountain Range, within the Xuan Dao Sect.
At the top of the dense cave in the back mountain where Wanglin was retreating, Pu Nanzi was sitting cross-legged on a cone-shaped rock in the cave and meditating with his eyes closed.
Compared with four hundred years ago, his appearance has hardly changed. He is still broad-faced and majestic.
At the top of the cave, there are a few stalactites, sometimes dripping, hitting the puddles on the ground, making a pleasant sound.
For a long time, I saw bursts of weird light on Pu Nanzi's face, changing back and forth. Slowly, he opened his eyes. At this moment, the clouds and mist in his eyes flashed, as if they contained the sun, moon and stars.
Pu Nanzi raised his right hand and slowly pinched it. Then, his face was not happy or angry, but he waved forward, and suddenly the stone wall a few meters away in front of him suddenly brightened.
Immediately afterwards, ten light spots slowly appeared on the stone wall.
However, almost as soon as these ten light spots appeared, six of them flickered sharply, getting darker and darker, and finally shattered and disappeared.
Pu Nanzi's face twitched slightly, his complexion faintly gloomy. At this moment, the surrounding air immediately became solemn, and even the water droplets slowly dripping from the top of the rock wall were also at this moment. It freezes and no longer drips.
At this time, if there is a cultivator in the transformation stage, his eyes will surely brighten, and he can change the fluctuations of the surrounding spiritual power, so as to perform some more complex magical spells, which is already possible for the cultivator in the transformation stage.
Now, Pu Nanzi has already touched the edge of the transformation stage. For him, the transformation stage is not far away, but has become a layer of window paper. Just find the right place. It broke with one poke.
Pu Nanzi stared at the light spot on the stone wall. After a long time. Muttered to himself: "Fuji Kamoto. What powerhouse did you provoke. You provoke such a big disaster. Alas!
If it weren't for the messenger, your Teng clan would be the tester. I really don't want to care about your Fuji family anymore! "Park Nanzi's face was gloomy. In fact, he hasn't been clear until now, exactly where the messenger has taken a fancy to the Teng family. He actually designated him as the tester.
If not. With the qualifications of the Fuji family. It is simply impossible to have nine Yuan Ying monks. Fujikamoto, who will not be in a mere few hundred years, will leap from the early stage of Yuanying to the later powerhouse. Become an existence second only to Park Nanzi.
He was silent a little. Stand up. Sleeves flicked. The body immediately disappeared in place.
When it appears. He has already come to the top of Xuandaozong Mountain. Stand here. Park Nanzi knelt down on one knee. Look up at the sky. The hands quickly change the method. With the changes in his tactics. Clouds in the sky. Gradually more. A seemingly non-existent coercion slowly appeared.
Then Pu Nanzi waved his arms and shouted: "Pu Nanzi, the lower-level cultivation country, borrow a magic weapon!"
As soon as his voice fell, two green and red lights flashed from the two main peaks of the Hengyue Mountains. This light became more and more dramatic. At this moment, most of the spiritual power in the entire Zhao Kingdom rushed towards this place madly. Here, immediately afterwards, the two blue and red lights floated slowly and fell on both sides of Pu Nanzi's body, the light dimmed, revealing its inner body.
I saw its body contained two Faluns, on which four oblique blades protruded, flashing cold glows, and there were even circles of space cracks around the Falun.
It can be seen from this that this Falun is definitely not a magic weapon of the Yuan Ying level. It is possible that it is a magic weapon made by the monks who are above the transformation stage.
Park Nanzi bowed his head respectfully on the ground, and then cautiously cast a light on the two Faluns, carefully put them in the storage bag, and then let out a sigh of relief, and the whole person immediately exuded a wave of murderous air. Muttered to himself: "Teng Kamoto, this is the last time I have helped you. If your Fuji family still hasn't turned into the gods within a hundred years, then you can blame the old man for being rude to you Fuji family."
After all, he disappeared without a trace in a flash.
At the moment when the spiritual power surged, Wang Lin suddenly noticed that his face was as usual, but his heart sank. After a while, he snorted coldly and galloped towards the only core tribe in the Teng family who did not move.
On the border of Zhao Kingdom, there is a mysterious place. For four hundred years, the nearby mortal warriors almost changed their expressions when they mentioned this place. Even the cultivators were extremely afraid of this place.
Here is a huge black mud pit.
It is a deep pit made up of black silt that exudes bursts of pungent smell. Except for a few people, almost no one knows how deep it is.
Only every hundred years, this pit will erupt once, and every time it erupts, its momentum is extremely shocking.
As for normal times, this place is also a forbidden area. Whether mortals, monks, or birds and animals, who are within a certain range from this pit, they will be sucked into the mud pit by a huge suction and buried alive.
After a long time, outside the mud pit, a layer of gray mist appeared unknowingly, covering the surrounding area completely.
Here is the first dangerous place in the Zhao Kingdom in the past four hundred years-Black Mire.
At this time, in the deepest part of the black quagmire, there was a black crystal coffin. The coffin was not covered by black mud. There were countless white bones around the coffin, or in the black mud around it.
Among these bones, there are people and beasts. They are all the victims who have been sucked into this place in the past four hundred years.
This place was the place where Fujiichi was the one who feared the most, Fujiichi.
Fujiichi is a legend of the Fuji family.
This person is not a younger generation of Tenghuayuan, to be precise, he is the younger brother of Tenghuayuan.
He is the only one among the core clans of the Fuji family. From the beginning to the end, no one dared to challenge him. He was also the only one who had always occupied the title Fujiichi for four hundred years.
When Wang Lin was thousands of miles away from the black quagmire, he had already noticed the extraordinary place here. He pondered a little and did not let the mosquitoes continue to fly, but flew away alone.
Almost as soon as Wang Lin entered a thousand li, a scrawny palm suddenly stretched out of the coffin under the black quagmire, and slowly, a man resembling a skeleton sat up from the coffin.
This person was almost completely dark, almost skinny, without any flesh and blood. On the top of his head, there are only a few strands of hair, and the whole person looks extremely scary.
In his eyes, a faint light gradually appeared, and then slowly raised his head.
At this time, Wang Lin had already come to the sky above the black mud pool, his expression was solemn, and the forbidden flag had already been raised and fluttered around him. Looking at the black mud pool, Wang Lin didn't hesitate. There was a red glow in his eyes, and the extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly emerged, turning into a series of lightning, sinking into the black mud.
The man in the coffin deep in the black quagmire, his eyes were bright, and he saw red lightning galloping in the mud, falling towards the person. The man stretched out his skinny right hand and touched it with a light touch. Lightning up.
With a bang, the red lightning disappeared without a trace, and the man's finger shattered.
The man added the corners of his mouth, the dark light in his eyes showed a strong sense of war, and he slowly stood up. At this time, red lightning fell one after another, but every time he was blocked by the person with his fingers.
In the end, after all the lightning disappeared, the whole right hand of this person had cracks in layers. He glanced at his right hand, and after a shake, the right hand turned into pieces and disappeared.
He didn't care at all, instead he exuded a strong sense of war from his body, cracked the corners of his mouth, and rushed upward with a move.
Wang Lin's complexion was rather ugly. He had just clearly felt that the lightning that was transformed from the extreme realm of consciousness was completely shattered by this person at the cost of a right hand.
This was something that had never happened before, and Wang Lin could be quite sure that this person's cultivation level had never reached the god transformation, but he could actually block the extreme spiritual consciousness!
When the skinny man rushed out from the bottom of the lake, Wang Lin did not hesitate, the forbidden flag turned into a shady curtain and enveloped the surroundings. More than 90 forbidden airs were like black dragons, rushing out of the shady scene, pinching the tactics in Wang Lin's right hand. Under one of his fingers, he roared towards the mire.
The bony man showed a dull expression on the face of the oncoming restraint, and he did not dodge, letting the restraint fall and hit him.
Suddenly, his body appeared shattered, but when the last forbidden gas disappeared, although there were countless cracks in the whole body of this person, his body was still not shaken.
Wang Lin's face was gloomy, and his body immediately backed away. At the same time, he pinched the Jue with his right hand and pointed to the dark sky, and suddenly more than ninety bans appeared.
The skinny man looked down at the crack on his body, raised his head and pointed at Wang Lintian's corner of his mouth, his body suddenly disappeared in place.
Wang Lin hardly hesitated, his body flashed to the side immediately, only to hear a babble, Wang Lin's sleeves were torn off for a living. In the place where he just disappeared, the bony man grabbed a corner of his clothes on his left hand. , The fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.
Wang Lin's scalp was a little numb, and he stared at the skinny man. If he dodged for a while, then now he was hit by the opponent.
His eyes were gloomy, and under a finger, the Qi fell again, and he rushed towards the opponent.
The bony man's eyes again showed a confused and sluggish color, without dodge or hide, and even the cracks on his body were even more smashed by those forbidden gas.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, before waiting for the forbidden energy to disappear, he again did not hesitate to call out the same amount of forbidden energy, and continued to blow down. At the same time, his body never stopped in one place, but flickered around. , At the moment when the forbidden energy fell, the lightning of the extreme realm divine consciousness turned into deathlessly.
The bony man was motionless, only when the extreme divine consciousness fell, would he stretch out his left hand to touch him. Gradually, there were more and more cracks on his body, and even under the attack of the extreme spiritual sense, his left hand had already appeared to be shattered.
This was an extremely strange battle. Wang Lin's combat experience was extremely rich, but such a strange one was the first time he encountered it.