Standing on the star compass, Wang Lin felt the huge plant turned into by the hump-backed old man from a distance. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed, and instead of harassing him, he turned and left.
On the way, he is very well-measured, and will only take action on the premise of protecting himself.
At this moment, cutting off the back of the humpbacked old man, the other party must be angry to the limit. Although the opponent was at the weakest moment, Wang Lin knew that the gap between him and the opponent was too great. If it were not for the speed of the star compass, he would have become the opponent's talisman at this moment.
The horse chestnut spell master, equivalent to the infant monk, would have the means to kill himself no matter how weak he was. Wang Lin didn't think he could kill the opponent.
Soon after he left, the humpbacked old man was in the huge plant and opened his eyes. His eyes flashed with red light, and he shook his sense of the location of Wang Lin, and realized that the other party was going away at an extremely fast speed. He snorted softly and said to himself: "It's a pity... This boy is cautious. If he comes forward, I will definitely kill him this time."
He was silent for a while, and the Lizu spirit gradually communicated with the outside world.
In the emptiness, the most terrifying thing is that there is no exit. This place is not like the outside, where cracks can be torn apart. If there is no traction from the outside world, it is like a maze, and you will be trapped here forever.
After a long time, there was a trace of anxiety in his old eyes. As for Wang Lin, he had long been left behind. At this moment, his only idea was to contact his clan with the clan spirit as soon as possible, so that they could tear the cracks in the outside world, leaving traction, and make himself Can find the way back.
Wang Lin flew on the star compass for a long time, and the sense of crisis behind him had all disappeared, but he was still cautious, and only after flying out for a few days did he slow down.
He looked at the dark nothingness around him, his eyes calm and there was any anxious color, he sat cross-legged on the compass with his right hand at the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly the sky inverse beads flew out.
Subsequently. As soon as Wang Linnei's spiritual power moved, black stripes appeared on his body again. It's just that there aren't many black lines anymore. It just shows a little above the neck.
During the eight-month flight, Tianni beads have been used to absorb rune plants in the body many times, and most of that rune plant has already been absorbed.
At this moment he gave a low voice. There was pain on his face. Slowly, the black lines on the neck slowly rose up. In the end, all the black stripes are condensed in the center of the eyebrows.
That strange plant. The inverse beads reappeared and immediately radiated green light. Absorb it.
for a long time. Wang Lin opened his eyes. He took a deep breath. Turned his head and looked behind him. Muttered to himself: "Finally, all the rune plants have been expelled. The magic of the immortal remnant clan is too weird. If you encounter it in the future, you must be careful."
He raised his right hand, grabbed the Tianni Bead and looked in front of him, only to see nine leaves scattered on the Bead. The last one also fell apart for a little and a half.
There was a hint of joy in Wang Lin's eyes, and the beads disappeared immediately when they touched the center of their eyebrows.
"The harvest this time is also great, the wood properties of the Tianni beads will be completed! The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to get out of here!"
Wang Lin pondered a little. Before he cut off the way out of the hunched old man, he had a plan in his heart, so he didn't hesitate to cut the rune on the exit with a sword.
If there is no traction from the outside world, it is difficult to get out of the nihility. However, although Wang Lin is here, he has the deity outside.
He crossed his knees on the compass, silently sensing the existence of the deity.
In the country of Chu, in the valley outside the Immortal Relics, thousands of miles underground, there was a group of purple light flashing in the mud.
In the purple light, there was a grim man sitting cross-legged. This man had red hair, topless, and his bronzed skin was slightly rough, with some small cracks on it.
At the center of this person's eyebrows, two star points, like yin and yang, are slowly turning.
At this moment, the man opened his eyes suddenly, and a suffocating aura leaked from his eyes. He groaned a little, and when he moved, he immediately turned into a thunder-rushing position. He rose rapidly from a cross-legged position, and came to the ground in a blink of an eye.
He patted his waist with his right hand, and immediately put on a black shirt on his body. At this moment, he looked no different from an ordinary monk.
This person stepped into the forest of the Immortal Relic. Under a giant tree, he made a fist with his right hand, and slammed into the void quickly. Suddenly, a squeaking sound made one spin continuously, and there were cracks around it. Cracks in the circular space appeared.
After waiting for a while, the person shook his head and walked forward again.
Almost every ten steps, he punches into the void, punching a crack in the space. Repeatedly, gradually, his speed became faster and faster, step by step towards the interior of the Immortal Yishan Forest.
This person went straight all the way. After a long time, after playing thousands of spatial cracks, he came to the huge deep pit that entered the Immortal Relic. In ten steps, a space crack was created.
Time slowly passed, his face did not show any impatience, but always as usual.
On the north side of the fairy mountain forest, the ground was covered with dead branches and rotten leaves. He walked on it and made a rustling sound. After ten steps, he was about to blast out with a punch. Suddenly his expression changed and he looked into the distance. A hint of cold light appeared in his eyes, and his body flashed, disappearing in place.
In the north of Xianyishan, a man and a woman are flying fast.
Woman, with a wonderful body and a white gauze on her face. The man is an old man, dressed in Tsing Yi.
When the two of them were flying, suddenly the face of the old man in the blue shirt changed, and he grabbed the woman, and the two immediately retreated. The moment they both retreated, there was a sudden bang in the place where they were before, and bursts appeared. Cracked pattern.
In the middle of the crack, stood a man with red hair and a cold face. He was Wang Lin's deity.
The deity glanced coldly at the two of them, and immediately punched out with his right hand.
The face of the old man in the blue shirt changed drastically, and he tapped his storage bag, and suddenly a mountain-shaped magic weapon flew out, turned into a huge mountain peak, and suddenly stood in front of the old man.
The deity's eyes were calm, and his fist fell on the mountain without any delay.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the mountain flickered wildly with golden light, but this golden light had no effect and immediately collapsed. Together with the huge mountain peak, it instantly turned into rubble and swept at the two of them.
The old man in the green shirt looked gloomy, and the woman pulling the white gauze back again.
The deity's fist was always held, and when he stepped on his foot, the place he was stepping on was immediately shattered, and his body flew out suddenly and blasted again.
The old man in the green shirt spit out a white light, which turned into a flying sword. On the flying sword, a cold light flashed, and there was a purple line flashing in it. It was clearly a very hard, rather rare purple heart. Flying sword refined by copper.
In a flash, Feijian stabbed the deity's fist, the deity's expression was always the same, and he snorted and collided with the Feijian.
"Crack"
Fei Jian did not have any sluggishness, it immediately collapsed from the middle, turned into countless small fragments, and dissipated. At the same time, an artistic conception of a god-transforming monk suddenly appeared from Fei Jian and followed the deity's fist into the body.
The deity's eyes flashed. As an ancient god, he had no mood, but he had a suffocating aura. The hair fluttered behind him, and the blood-red glow flashed in his body for a few times. The mood of the old man in green shirt was immediately fragile. Body collapse.
The fist of the deity comes again.
A trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the green shirt old man, pulling the white gauze woman back again.
The deity keeps pursuing.
"Friends, you and I have never known each other, why is this!!" The old man in Qingshan shouted sharply, backing again, he was already shocked by the opponent's fist.
In his life, except for the warriors of the Immortal Remains, he had never encountered such an attacking monk, and the magic weapon could be destroyed directly, and the space cracks appeared under the step, which made him suddenly frightened.
The deity snorted, and the body moved, and the castration became more split. Under a punch, immediately around the old man in green shirt and the woman in white yarn, magical powers that seemed to be imprisoned suddenly appeared.
"Suffer!" The deity drank softly.
The old man in Qingshan groaned inwardly. He saw the despair and panic in the eyes of the white yarn woman. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Miss, use the magic knife!"
The white gauze woman immediately slapped her storage bag, and suddenly a white light flickered. The old man grabbed it, but it was a broken knife.
After holding the knife, the old man pulled the white gauze woman, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a bit of blood, and landed on the broken knife.
At this moment, the deity's fist suddenly fell, and its target was the head of the old man in green shirt. The old man in the green shirt trembled in his heart and immediately shouted desperately.
"boom!"
The crisp sound echoed, cracks appeared immediately above the broken knife, and a corner burst into pieces and flew out.
The old man in the green shirt gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy with panic, he backed away again, and the speed was so fast, he actually pulled the white gauze woman out of the surrounding confinement.
"Senior, stop, even if you want to kill both of me, can you give a reason?" The voice of the white gauze woman panicked and said quickly.
The deity retracted his fists and looked at the two with cold eyes.
Suddenly, the surrounding area fell silent, except for the sound of the breeze blowing on the clothes, there was no sound.
The green shirt old man saw sweat on his forehead. He looked at the red-haired man in shock and searched his memory, but he couldn't find out when he offended him.
"Where did you two come from?" The deity said coldly.
The white gauze woman was startled, she didn't have time to think about it, and quickly said: "Junior Zhou Kingdom, passing by here, want to go to Chu Kingdom."
"Nonsense, looking for death!" The deity's eyes flashed with coldness, looking at the two of them, as if looking at the dead person, his body did not move, and his right foot kicked forward in an instant.
A rumbling sound suddenly sounded, and the old man in the blue shirt was about to dodge, but he was already too late, and he yelled and manipulated the broken knife in front of him.
"boom!"
Broken knife, collapse!
The old man's body turned into a meteor, which immediately blasted down from the air.
"Senior!! You and I have no grievances, why do you want to kill them!!" The white yarn woman tears her eyes and her voice tears.
The deity looked cold and looked at the white yarn woman.