This person actually did not dodge, letting magic weapons attack. However, even with such intense consumption, even Wang Lin couldn't bear it, especially the Extreme Divine Sense. Every time it was used, it would cause great loss to the Nascent Soul.
Wang Lin flashed his body and appeared hundreds of miles away. He immediately took out a jade bottle from his storage bag and poured it all into his mouth to quickly replenish his spiritual power.
But at this moment, the skinny man suddenly raised his head, and his body moved again.
Wang Lin was vigilant and shook, and his body flashed out immediately. Almost the moment the bony man appeared, he dodged dangerously and dangerously.
He was already sweating on his forehead, and quickly digested the pill in his body to replenish the Yuan Ying's consumption. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag, and the simple scabbard immediately appeared in his hand. Wang Lin took out a flying sword and pierced it with extremely fast speed. Within.
Suddenly, the sword aura in the scabbard suddenly surged out, forming a thick sword aura that crashed onto the skinny man.
There was a dull look in the man's eyes. When the sword aura came, he did not dodge or hide, and let the sword aura fall on him. In the end, the bones of his whole body could not withstand the successive blows and began the final Shattered.
However, when the bones of his whole body were about to be shattered, the person's eyes showed a stunned color, and he lifted up his jerky left hand. It seemed rather difficult to pinch out the left hand that was about to be shattered, and his mouth sounded like bones. The rubbing voice: "Condensation!"
Suddenly, his body that was about to be shattered suddenly flashed golden light, and then immediately returned to normal, intact.
Wang Lin took a deep breath and stared at the person, unable to speak for a while.
The bony man's eyes flickered. Staring at Wang Lin, there was a strong sense of war in his eyes. Clench your fists. The body turned into an afterimage. A punch to Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he immediately backed away. But he found out immediately. Spiritual power around. Suddenly, he was taken away by some mysterious power, and even a power that seemed to be imprisoned appeared around him. Under this power. Wang Lin immediately noticed. His speed was drastically limited.
At this moment, Wang Lin immediately calmed down. He quickly took out the ancient bronze mirror from the storage bag. Illuminated to each other in a flash. It's just that the blue light radiated from the ancient mirror. It didn't have any effect on the skinny man. His fist. Suddenly hit the ancient mirror. Suddenly, cracks appeared in the mirror. In an instant bursts of light flashed from within.
Under this light. The power of the surrounding imprisonment suddenly loosened. Without any hesitation, Wang Lin hurriedly withdrew. At the same time, his heart was quite painful. He shouted in a low voice: "Blast!"
Ancient bronze mirror. The light was suddenly intense. There was a thud. Exploded.
The explosion formed a violent storm. Sweeping all around. After the storm. The skinny man. A spit of golden blood spurted out of his mouth. This blood is out. His whole body suddenly wilted, and his face showed panic at the same time. Quickly rushed towards the blood. Want to swallow this golden blood.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he didn't hesitate. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward. Obviously, this golden blood was extremely strange.
The bony man saw Wang Lin rushing at a faster speed. He grabbed the blood with one hand, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the big hand grasped each other. When the two of them struggled, the golden blood separated from it, divided into two, facing The two flew away.
After grabbing the blood, the skinny man swallowed it in one mouthful, his eyes flashed, staring straight at Wang Lin, and quickly rushed away.
Wang Lin grabbed the golden blood, without a word, his body flashed, fleeing away.
The two of them flickered in a gallop, one after the other, Wang Lin did not walk in a straight line, but wandered around the black mud pool. He always felt that the other party was weird and unpredictable. The moment he saw the golden blood, he suddenly had an epiphany.
Although he didn't know this golden blood, there was a similar existence in the memory of the ancient god Tusi.
In fact, this golden blood is nothing extraordinary, it is just a little similar to the blood of the ancient gods, or it can be said that it contains a little bit of the blood of the ancient gods.
This bony man's attack, in addition to the previous condensed body, almost did not have any spells and spiritual fluctuations, but completely attacked with the flesh.
This method of attack is no longer a cultivation method. This person is like a refined mummy puppet, who only understands brute force.
Moreover, the spells that Wang Lin displayed were full of confusion, but in this confusion, there seemed to be a trace of aura. In this way, this person must have practiced some rather weird technique. Under the influence of this technique, this has become like this.
There are too many various exercises in the realm of cultivation, and it is impossible for Wang Lin to know all of them. In fact, his guess is extremely correct. The exercises practiced by Fujiichi is a kind of magical power similar to the ancient gods.
This supernatural power is not owned by the State of Zhao, but brought by the messenger of the Tongtian Tower.
After the cultivation of this supernatural power, the divine consciousness and the sea of consciousness will no longer exist, but will be integrated into the bones of the whole body. Therefore, Wang Lin's extreme realm divine consciousness will lose its fatal effect.
Wang Lin stared at the golden blood in his hand, his eyes flickering, and his mind gradually became clear. This person's movements were not like puppets, they were imitating ancient gods!
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he slapped his storage bag, and suddenly a cloud of black mist flew out of it, turning into two puppets, which were exactly the Yuanying puppets obtained from one of the core clans of the Teng family.
With a flick of Wang Lin's right finger, two drops of blood fell on the puppet's eyebrows, and the two puppets' eyes flashed red, and they rushed at the skinny man with a roar.
Combining his fists and kicks, he started a fight, trying to stop the opponent's footsteps.
The bony man's eyes flickered, clenched his fists, and suddenly hit a mummy puppet in the chest. Suddenly, the puppet's body shook and the whole body suddenly shattered into pieces.
Although his companion was dead, the other puppet dared not to be afraid of what it was, and rushed forward.
Wang Lin took this opportunity to stop for an instant, throwing the golden blood in his hands, pinching the rather weird tactics with both hands, and even more complicated and difficult to name spells came out from his mouth.
At this time, even a knowledgeable person would find it difficult to hear the meaning of this spell, because Wang Lin is now using the words of the ancient gods to develop a magical power.
In fact, Wang Lin had a lot of magical spells related to ancient gods in his mind, but if these spells were not inherited from ancient gods, then it would be impossible to use them at all.
The magical power he was currently displaying was one of the few magical powers that did not require the power of the ancient gods, but only needed blood. The moment he saw the golden blood, Wang Lin decided to cast this spell.
As Wang Lin chanted the spell, the golden blood in front of him boiled quickly, and a trace of white gas emerged from it. As the gas increased, the golden blood was rapidly compressed, and it was finally melted. Make a simple symbol.
At the moment this symbol appeared, the sky was dark, and all the clouds disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then, a golden light fell from the sky. In the golden light, a huge figure composed entirely of spiritual power slowly appeared.
This figure was huge, almost overhead, and feet on the ground. As his body condensed, three-fifths of all the spiritual veins in the Zhao Kingdom instantly became ordinary mountains from then on.
The spiritual power within it surged sharply.
The remaining two-fifths of the spiritual veins, the spiritual power in it, is also rapidly dissipating, but the blood that triggers this magical power is too small to make the giant's phantom completely solidified, and can only maintain an illusory state. .
Wang Lin saw sweat on his forehead, urging this huge magical power, which placed a huge load on his body. The purple star on his forehead flashed rapidly. At the same time, Wang Lin's difficult right hand had already seen something bad and fled. Skinny man.
Suddenly, the phantom nodded, waved his big hand, and silently, the skinny man who had escaped a long distance without any change in his body disappeared strangely.
In Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness, the light spot representing this person also darkened.
Immediately afterwards, a drop of golden blood slowly appeared from the place where the skinny man disappeared. Under Wang Lin's grasp, the blood flew into his hand.
At this moment, the huge phantom slightly bent over Wang Lin, turned and stepped on it, walked towards the sky, and slowly disappeared. At the same time, the symbol that the blood turned into also slowly dissipated.
At this moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators throughout the territory of Zhao State were aware of this anomaly.
Pu Nanzi, who was flying in mid-air, changed his complexion immediately.
At the same time, in the Tongtian Pagoda in the center of the territory of Zhao, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body opened his eyes from meditation, staring straight into the distance, with an incredible color in his eyes.
"This... This is the sky-reaching art of the troll clan!!"
Besides Wang Lin, he carefully put away the golden blood, immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a few bottles of pills, threw them into the mouth one by one, and swiftly operated the ancient gods to digest. The one of the two puppets that was not killed stood blankly beside Wang Lin, motionless, but if there were any disturbances around at this time, it would immediately rush out.
One day later, Wang Lin opened his eyes and took a deep breath. If the pill is not enough in his pocket, then he will use the ancient magical powers this time, and it may be difficult to return to normal in less than half a month.
He stood up and took a look at the puppet beside him. There was some damage on the puppet. According to the description on the jade slip, the puppet could repair it on its own. So Wang Lin pinched the puppet’s eyebrows. Inside the bag. Then Wang Lin looked at the place where the skinny man dissipated in a rather complicated way. The strength of the Teng family was far beyond his imagination. According to his thoughts, if the ancient magical powers could not be displayed, then he would only have to use the last assassin.
Heavenly Tribulation Filament, as a last resort, Wang Lin is really unwilling to use it, because once it is used, then his plan of revenge will most likely be terminated eventually.
Because this Heavenly Tribulation Filament was prepared by the higher-level messenger who Wang Lin was preparing to fight against the Sky Tower.