Li Yuanfeng took a deep breath and slowly said, "Zeng Niu, don't spread your war between you and me. You should retreat and exit thousands of miles away. You are not allowed to enter!"
The cultivators of the Snow Territory Kingdom withdrew one after another. When they came, they were arrogant and frightened when they retreated. This obvious contrast made many people's hearts full of bitterness and fear of Wang Lin.
The power of a word is already equivalent to the infant monk.
When Wang Lin moved, his whole body immediately vacated between the steps under his feet, and bombarded Li Yuanfeng with a punch. The punch did not arrive, but there was already a whistling breaking through the air.
"Li Yuanfeng, what happened two years ago, today you and I will make a break!" Wang Lin drank coldly, and the figure instantly came to Li Yuanfeng's body, his fist suddenly fell.
Li Yuanfeng's eyes were gloomy, and he stepped back, slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly a palm-sized black-skinned snare appeared in his hand. Upon touching it, the drum immediately rang out.
The sound was very strange, not like a drum, but like the beating of the heart.
During the sound, Wang immediately noticed that the beating of his heart was being drawn by a strange force. His expression was as usual, his eyes were cold, he hummed, and his right fist fell violently.
Li Yuan's expression changed, the snare drum in his hand was louder and faster.
Wang roared, and the strange force that pulled his heart beat suddenly collapsed, and he bombarded the snare drum with a punch.
"boom!"
Li Yuanfeng retired again. The snare drum shattered and turned into fly ash.
Wang Lin's face was stern, and he pushed forward.
"Li Yuanfeng. Is this the power of the infant transition period?" Wang Lin pursued him. Said coldly.
Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin. Growled as he retreated. The pinch with both hands suddenly pressed on his chest. Immediately spit out a sparkle from his mouth.
This crystal light instantly grew bigger and turned into an ice giant about ten feet tall. Li Yuanfeng moved. The whole person disappeared within the ice giant.
The giant roared, and his voice went straight into the sky, and rumblingly passed around.
Wang Lin's eyes condensed. The giant's appearance was almost exactly the same as the magic weapon used by the Red Butterfly, but it was slightly smaller.
In the huge roar, he stepped forward and slammed into Wang Lin.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a strange light. The strength of the ancient god's body was only slightly frustrated in the battle of the Taoist envoy that day. At this moment, facing the giant, Wang Lin laughed, and dashed forward, and bombarded the giant.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The continuous sound of fist crashing spread wildly, the earth shattered as the two continued to fight, and the sky cracked more and more, as if it was about to collapse.
With every punch, Wang Lin's eyes would get colder. The strength of the three-star ancient god's body was already incredible. He didn't even feel the pain, and every punch was just a little itchy.
On the other hand, Li Yuanfeng turned into a giant, after every punch, some fine cracks appeared in his body, and every punch would roar and retreat continuously.
"Li Yuanfeng, today, you must die!" Wang Lin blasted out with a punch.
"boom!"
Li Yuanfeng stepped back again, and his whole body had more and more broken lines.
"Broken!" Wang Lin yelled, his body slammed out, directly hitting the giant's chest.
There were bursts of clicks from the giant's body, and pieces of broken ice fell and eventually collapsed completely. Li Yuanfeng spouted a mouthful of blood, his body flew out of it, his eyes were red and staring at Wang Lin, hissing roared: "Zeng Niu, if the old man is not healed, how can you be so humiliated? Fall, I will kill you today!"
In addition to the magical powers of the Yingbian monk, beyond the artistic conception, it is Xianli.
Li Yuanfeng's eyes were gloomy and his hands pinched in front of him. Suddenly, a strange force vented wildly from his body, and pieces of tea leaves appeared around Li Yuanfeng.
These tea leaves are all crystal clear, with bursts of strange aromas spreading around.
"The artistic conception is materialized..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed. When he had suffered from Li Yuanfeng's artistic conception tea mark before, he had a thought in his heart, that Ying becomes a monk, and he should be able to make his artistic conception no longer illusory, but to form substance.
Seeing Li Yuanfeng's mood attack at this moment, this guess immediately had an answer.
In fact, in the battle to find Li Yuanfeng, revenge was the goal, but another reason was that Wang Lin was preparing for his infancy change.
At the level of his cultivation level, comprehension of the heavens is certainly one of the methods, but fighting the infant transition period is also a method to let yourself have more understanding.
In addition, there is another reason. This is also the focus of Wang Lin's arrival in Snow Country, and that is the clue to the phantom of the broken arm who claims to be Situ Nan!
Staring at the artistic conception of tea around Li Yuanfeng's body, Wang Lin took a deep breath. The original spirit in the ancient god's body immediately dispersed, communicating with the world. Suddenly, the entire sky that had been blocked by Li Yuanfeng was torn by invisible hands. It was generally cracked, and a gap was torn open, and a gray light vented crazily from it.
This gray light grew more and more, and finally, a huge scroll that occupies more than half of the sky suddenly appeared.
Axis of Life and Death!
"The clone is combined with the deity, so does the artistic conception also change." Wang Lin thought of the huge figure formed behind the deity's body during the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
There was a movement in his heart, and suddenly, on the center of his eyebrows, three star points that disappeared after fusion quickly appeared and turned quickly, and then, behind him, a huge figure slowly appeared.
This phantom held its head against the sky, its feet on the ground, and immediately stretched out its hands after appearing, grabbed the reincarnation axis of life and death above the sky, and stretched its arms.
This strange scene made Li Yuanfeng dumbfounded, staring at the sky blankly, unable to speak for a long time. Although he had known that Zeng Niu's artistic conception was life and death, but at this moment suddenly saw the phantom of the giant, his heart couldn't help but shake.
"This... what kind of mood is this!!"
Wang Lin took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the phantom of the ancient god and the artistic conception of the clone could be combined in this way. With a thought in his heart, his right hand pointed towards Li Yuanfeng.
The huge phantom in the sky, the axis of the hand shook, and a cloud of gray gas spread out from it, unexpectedly forming a translucent phantom like a heavenly messenger. This phantom could not see its face, and the whole body was completely composed of gray gas. After it appeared, it flew down and rushed towards Li Yuanfeng.
A sense of crisis from when Sun Taixianlei chased by Sun Taixianlei suddenly rose in Li Yuanfeng's heart. Without any hesitation, he shouted, "Tea Realm!"
Suddenly, the tea marks around him quickly became larger, forming a bunch of camellia flowers rotating around, and the strange aroma became stronger and stronger.
The gray phantom came suddenly, and it collided with the tea marks under a rush. The phantom disappeared silently, but the tea marks also collapsed.
This collapse was completed in an instant, almost blinking an eye, all the tea marks around Li Yuanfeng's body disappeared, as if they had never appeared before, and the artistic conception that enveloped the surroundings disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Wang Lin felt that the primordial spirit was weak, as if some kind of power had been drawn away, the reincarnation of life and death above the sky was drawn and dissipated, and the huge phantom also slowly dissipated.
Li Yuan's cover was pale, his body swayed, and he spouted a big mouthful of blood.
"You are not in the late stage of transforming the gods... Your mood has actually reached the infantile change..." Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, his face pale, but his eyes were crazy.
"Xianli!" Regardless of the suppressed injuries in his body, Li Yuanfeng mobilized the celestial power, and there was a crystal of celestial power in his hand, a trace of celestial power, surging crazily in his body.
It can be absorbed and used, which is a typical standard for infantile change.
At this moment, Li Yuanfeng mobilized all the immortal power in his body, and a huge coercion vented wildly on his body.
Wang Lin's expression remained as usual. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and the soul banner was in his hand. With a shake, countless souls roared out, forming dense black air in front of him.
At the same time, the forbidden flag also appeared in his hand, waved a series of forbidden roars, and from a distance, Wang Lin's body was completely covered by the rotating black mist, like a hurricane.
Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin with a smirk. He pinched his hands. Suddenly, fist-sized ice balls appeared around his body. This was the simplest spell, and almost everyone in the snowy cultivators knew it.
However, at this moment, these ice balls contain the power that can destroy the world.
"Zeng Niu, die!" Li Yuanfeng yelled, and suddenly pushed forward with both hands. Suddenly, the ice puck beside him immediately shook and flew towards Wang Lin frantically.
Soul and forbidden air, when they hit this hockey puck, they didn't stand still, they quickly dissipated and turned into blue smoke.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed with bright light, and he could feel that there was immortal power in these ice balls, but the number was scarce.
"Look at how strong this ice hockey puck is!" With a movement of his body, he rushed out of the black fog as fast as lightning.
"Boom Rumble"
With a shocking sound, the entire Snow Region country and even countless neighboring countries around it felt the huge bombardment, which resounded suddenly. The land of the entire Snowy Country crazily shattered at this moment, and the thick snow layer also collapsed.
Wang Lin's body retreated quickly, his right fist trembled slightly, and frost appeared on his fist, but in an instant, it disappeared.
"If I reach the stage of infant transformation, I can control the immortal power, and if there is immortal power in the soul flag, the power of the inner soul will be greatly increased. Similarly, the forbidden air of the forbidden flag contains immortal power, and these two magic weapons will surely increase. It is countless times stronger than before.
Even if the immortal sword is poured into immortal power, it will definitely be able to exert great power, which is definitely a world away from before! "At this moment, Wang Lin has never expected the arrival of the infant transition period. His eyes flashed with a strong light.
"Zeng Niu, die for me!" Li Yuanfeng's eyes were red, blue veins appeared, and his face showed a hideous color, but his body trembled slightly, which was a sign of Xianli overdraft.
After all, he hadn't cultivated to the infantile change by himself, and under the forced promotion, the immortal power that could be adjusted in his body was still too small.