As more and more parts were exposed to the ground, the color under the stele also changed, as if it was soaked in water, but there was no water vapor appearing.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed. According to the truth, this place has been deserted for countless years, and although there are many fragments in the land of the immortal world, many people have entered each time the door of the immortal world is opened over the years.
In this way, even if there are fragments of the fairy world that no one has stepped into from the beginning to the end, they are absolutely rare and rare.
Basically, most of the fragments of the fairy world have already had the footprints of monks.
This stone monument originally existed like a monument. It is normal, it should be placed outside the palace group, but it is placed here at this time, and the exposed part below it appears to appear after being buried in the deep soil for a long time. Traces, this phenomenon made Wang Lin already understand the reason.
This monument must be a certain time after the gate of the immortal world was opened, a monk transported the stone monument that should have been outside the palace complex to this place in order to hide some secrets.
Otherwise, there should be no traces of buried deep soil under this stone stele. You must know that if the stone stele has not been moved from beginning to end, then the following will gradually dry up with the infinite extension of time, and it is definitely not the present. So.
After confirming his thoughts, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he snorted, his right hand suddenly pulled upwards fiercely, and suddenly he pulled out the monument several feet long and threw it aside.
At the moment when the stone tablet was pulled out, a pure celestial air suddenly drifted out from the hole in the ground. There was not much celestial air, and after it appeared, it gradually showed signs of dissipating.
Wang Lin beamed with joy, and quickly covered the air of the fairy world with his hands, concentrating on refining.
At this moment, suddenly in the distant sky, there was a sound of breaking through the air. I saw a bolt of lightning struck across the sky. In that lightning, a huge octagonal formation appeared.
A monk in a green shirt, carrying a sword, walked out of the formation.
As soon as he appeared, he galloped towards the ruins. It seems to have a clear goal.
Wang Lin immediately noticed, his brow furrowed. Regardless of the man's speed like thunder, he was calm and focused. Continue to refine.
Under Wang Lin's refining, the faint air of the immortal world slowly condensed together, turning into a drop of rice-like substance the size of a liquid.
Wang Lin knows the air of this immortal world. Must be refined with one's own soul. It forms a crystal like a spirit stone. This can be stored. It's just refining. According to the strength of the cultivation base. The time required also varies.
The monk in the green shirt was extremely fast, he noticed the anomaly here from a distance, his complexion changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Stop!" As he said, he didn't know what spell he had used, his speed increased several times, and he galloped. Come.
Wang Lin turned a deaf ear to the fact that the cultivation base of the cultivator, just like him, was in the early stage of transforming the gods. He didn't have the slightest fear at all.
The green shirt monk saw from a distance that Wang Lin not only did not stop, but accelerated his speed and condensed. He could not help but flew up while roaring: "This place is my Da Luo Jianzong. I found out as early as three thousand years ago. If you go your own way, my Da Luo Jianzong will Hunt to the end!"
The voice of the other party came slowly from a distance. Wang Lin didn't hear everything, but he heard some meaning. He sneered. How could all the things under heaven have a master, especially the aura of the immortal world. The thing of the Lord, this person's statement is really absurd!
With a swift flick of his right hand, the copper ring above his wrist flew out, turning into a big blue toad with a bang.
As soon as the Thunder Frog appeared, its abdomen suddenly bulged, and the sound of thunder came from it. Then, a huge thunderball spit out from its mouth, and rumbling towards the green shirt monk who came from a distance. .
The monk's complexion changed again, and he was extremely afraid of the flying thunderball. He slapped the sword on his back, and the sword suddenly came out of its sheath, as if the sun was coming to the world, shining ten thousand feet of light, floating on top of his head.
The green shirt monk pinched the tactics with both hands, pointed the thunder ball fiercely, and suddenly the sword swung down. Suddenly, a sword aura as thick as a bucket rushed out from the sword, like the giant that opened up the world. Falling from the sky like a blade.
It was so fast that it landed on the thunderball in a blink of an eye. In a thunderous roar, the thunderball was actually split into two, torn apart from the middle, scattered to the sides, and landed on On the ground, two deep pits emitting white smoke were formed.
The green-shirt monk's complexion was slightly ruddy, a mouthful of blood poured into his throat, and he was swallowed alive. This sword is one of the seven swords of the Daluo Sword Sect. It can still swing freely, even if it is a fight against a monk of the same level, he only needs to control the sword energy in the sword, and he can also kill the enemy.
However, the thunder frog is equivalent to the peak of the mid-transition stage. Although there is no artistic conception in it, the power of thunder cannot be mastered by the monks after all. He urged the sword with all his strength, and launched an offensive with a force of hurting the enemy by one thousand and eight hundred.
After Lei Frog's blockade, Wang Lin finally managed to condense the aura of the fairy world at this time, and in his hand, there was an extra purple crystal the size of a rice grain.
Such a little crystallization is equivalent to almost half the sum of all the spiritual power of Zhao Kingdom. Feeling the spiritual power in it, Wang Lin was quite shocked. He flipped his right hand and put the crystals in the storage bag, then raised his head coldly. Staring at the green shirt monk.
Under this stone stele, what suppressed was an eye in the formation of the palace group in the past. Although this formation is broken, it still has some functions. As time goes by, it will automatically bring some unintelligible free fairy world around. The qi is absorbed and transformed into a trace of pure fairy qi.
The Great Sword Sect of Luo, apparently knowing this place, suppressed it with a stone tablet to prevent others from seeing it. Every once in a while, after the gate of the immortal world was opened, people would be sent here to collect immortal energy on a regular basis.
The reason for not using any restrictions, but simply suppressing things from this place, presumably has its concerns, but any restriction will have mana fluctuations, even if this fluctuation is weaker, people who can enter the immortal world must have a cultivation base inside. However, these people can naturally find the clues, and only need to crack them carefully, and the place will be exposed. On the contrary, it is not as good as the slightest prohibition, but it is suppressed with a stone tablet. As a result, its concealment is immediately enhanced a lot.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and he pressed his right hand on the hole and squeezed it fiercely, but after hearing a few clicks, the remaining eyes of the immortal energy gathered here immediately collapsed, and since then, they can no longer operate.
Since it has inevitably provoked this Daluo Jianzong and obtained their immortal energy, the other party will definitely not let this matter go. Wang Lin simply ruined a fixed remaining formation, lest the opponent will come to obtain immortal energy next time. , Fix more masters.
The green shirt monk stared straight at Wang Lin, shouted, and twirled the sword above his head again. Apart from anything else, he pointed at Wang Lin fiercely. The sword suddenly flashed with golden light again, and he swiped it lightly. The sword energy that was twice as thick as before suddenly fell from the sky, as if it was about to split the sky and the earth.
After swiping the sword, the person spouted a mouthful of blood, and immediately slumped down. He didn't see the result, but immediately grabbed the sword, turned and left.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and without a word, black lights flashed from the center of his eyebrows, turning into wandering souls, roaring into the air, colliding with the sword aura.
At the same time, the Thunder Frog roared, bulged its abdomen again, spit out a thunderball that was larger than before, and whizzed towards it.
"Want to run!" Wang Lin slapped his storage bag, and he immediately placed a number of forbidden flags in his hand. This small forbidden flag is naturally extremely powerful. As soon as it appears, it immediately turns into a black mist and turns the king. Lin was entangled inside, and then suddenly rushed out.
When the thick sword energy came, it was first pounced on by hundreds of ghosts one by one. Although the ghosts approached, they were immediately scattered, but the power of the hundreds of ghosts gathered together is really not small. , He just let that sword gas shrink by nearly one-fifth. The light is slightly dimmed.
Afterwards, Thunder Frog’s thunderball rumblingly came and collided with the sword aura. The thunderball suddenly turned into a patch of light spots and dissipated, but the sword aura was once again shattered and shrunk several times. , The light on it dimmed to dull immediately.
In the end, Wang Lin galloped out under the forbidden flag. The sword energy was no longer a threat to him, and it was easily dissipated under the impact of several forbidden air.
Wang Lin was wrapped in forbidden flags, and without any pause, he chased the fleeing monk in Qingshan.
As Monk Qingshan flees, his divine consciousness glanced back, and his eyes opened up suddenly, revealing a look of disbelief. He did not expect that the other party would dissolve the sword energy so easily, which made him not surprised.
Wang Lin's face was as usual, his eyes were calm, the opponent's sword was quite weird, and the sword aura was very strong. If he had not made sufficient preparations before entering the gate of the immortal world, today, I am afraid that he would be hurt by this sword aura. .
Everyone who can enter the gate of the immortal world can not be underestimated! Wang Lin recognized this problem again.
Under the wrapping of the forbidden flag, Wang Lin was extremely fast, and the distance between the green-shirted monk and him was quickly shortened.
The green shirt monk looked gloomy, and once again used that unknown secret technique, its speed increased several times, and soon he came to the formation where he descended at the beginning. He pinched the formula with both hands, and the formation appeared again. He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he entered this formation, there were many fragments in the immortal world, and he chose a place to transmit at will, and the opponent would naturally not be able to catch up.
"Wait, there are four people from my Daluo Jianzong this time. I am only the one with the lowest cultivation level. After I find the brother, the two swords will descend together. You will definitely not be able to get out of the gate of the immortal world!" He looked at him. sneer.