Wang Lin Yuanshen exudes golden light, this golden light is the unique light of the magical power of the god of lock. The twelve purple gold souls are the twelve infant change monks who have willingly sacrificed their souls before death for countless years in the Soul Refining Sect.
There are these twelve infant souls, and hundreds of souls, and the souls of Nascent Souls are even more numerous.
With the worship of the Zijin Soul, all the souls in the entire soul flag became quiet. Then, soul power radiated from all the souls, turning into black lights and rushing out at an extremely fast speed. Wang Lin gathered in front of him.
Black awns flew endlessly from all directions, and in the end, the twelve purple gold souls also poured in as black awns, forming an illusory soul flag that was more than three feet high, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Lin Yuanshen.
Everything Wang Lin saw at this moment happened within the soul flag. The flag in front of him was the soul in the flag. By manipulating this thing, he could truly control one billion soul flags.
When Wang Lin's Yuanshen moved, he stretched out his hand to grasp the banner, and suddenly, he felt his body shake, and the Yuanshen immediately returned to his flesh.
On the top of Lotus Soul Peak, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and there was nothing in front of him, but he could clearly feel that among the soul, there was a purple gold soul flag, which was being continuously practiced by the soul. .
"Troll clan old clan, you are doomed to escape!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body moved without saying a word. Disappeared in the soul training sect.
After Wang Lin left, a sigh was heard from within the blood circle in the retreat.
In the ancient teleportation array, Wang Lin's figure flashed, turned on teleportation, and disappeared in the kingdom of Vairocana.
Trolls.
The land where the trolls are located is very large. When the trolls migrated from outside the stars, they had an agreement with the Suzaku of that generation and were given this land to thrive.
In the Troll Clan, there are twelve Troll Heavens. The so-called Troll Heavens are actually palaces. The appearance of these twelve palaces is exactly the same, all of them are huge behemoths about a hundred feet tall.
Since the ancestor of the troll clan lost his body two years ago and regained his home, no one in the entire troll clan knew the whereabouts of the ancestor.
After all, in the process of seizing the house, this person was the weakest time. Therefore, the retreat of the troll clan ancestors has changed three times in the past two years.
On this day, Chihu sat in the third palace. There is a jade slip in his hand, he is at this moment. His face was pale, and his eyes were a little dazed.
"Zeng Niu killed Li Yuanfeng of the Snow Region Country. Based on what I know about him, the next target of this person must be the ancestor—if he really finds it, he must have great confidence—what should I do— "
"Although the ancestor was wrong, he is the hope of my troll clan after all, and everything he does is for the future of the troll clan.
But Zeng Niu regarded me as a friend-alas! "
Chihu shook his head bitterly, his eyes confused.
At this moment, Wang Lin appeared outside the border of the troll clan. He was not eager to enter the troll clan immediately. The structure of a formation.
The only function of this formation is positioning.
This is Wang Lin's method to deal with the talented supernatural powers of the ancestors of the troll tribe. Through this formation, even if he is teleported by the opponent's talented supernatural powers, he will not get lost in the vast starry sky. It can be used at the moment of being teleported out. position.
This is like he tied a rope to his body. Even if he is teleported away, with the traction of the rope, it will not be teleported too far, and he can remotely sense the direction of his return.
This formation was carved from the jade slip given to him by the ancestor of the Soul Refining Zong Duntian. Under Wang Lin's research, he added some of his own restraining techniques to make this formation more sophisticated.
It took him three months to completely put down this formation, the structure was complete, and he did not hesitate to put a piece of fairy jade into it as an open source of energy, and then placed countless prohibitions around to protect it. effect.
After finishing this, Wang Lin raised his head to look at where the troll clan was.
When he appeared, he was already in the center of the troll clan.
Sweeping the consciousness, he immediately swept over half of the troll clan.
"Troll ancestors, get out!" Wang Lin heard divine thoughts, which spread across the sky, and was noticed by countless members of the troll tribe in a blink of an eye.
Some of these tribesmen were meditating, and some were fighting, but at this moment, they immediately stopped, showing shock, and suddenly raised their heads to look at where Wang Lin was.
Chihu sighed secretly, his figure moved and disappeared into the palace.
After Wang Lin heard his spiritual thoughts, his complexion was as usual, his eyes were calm, and he stood still.
Almost in a blink of an eye, I saw countless rays of light flying from all directions from the horizon, turning into a troll tribe outside Wang Lin Baizhang. These people were male and female, old and young, all looking gloomy, staring at Wang Lin.
In addition to these, there are countless rays of light coming from the distant horizon.
At this time, a gray-haired old man of the troll appeared from the void, and the surrounding troll clan members immediately dispersed, giving way to this person.
"Who is Taoist friend?" The old man stood outside Wang Lin Baizhang, frowning, and shouted.
Wang Lin glanced like electricity, glanced at the old man coldly, and said flatly, "Zeng Niu!"
As soon as these two words came out, there was silence in the surroundings, and almost all the members of the troll clan showed horror in their eyes.
"Zeng Niu, this is the one who defeated the Red Butterfly!"
"Killing Li Yuanfeng caused the Snow Region country to fall from level five to level three, and seal the monk of the god of transformation in a country."
"The first person in the infant change period!"
"It is rumored that he has reached the stage of infant transformation, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to kill Li Yuanfeng."
Even the old man who had just spoken took a deep breath, stared at Zeng Niu, and slowly said, "Friend Zeng Niu, I wonder what's the matter with the ancestor of my clan?"
Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and he vomited softly: "Kill!"
The old man had an ugly face and an angry smile. He pointed to Wang Lin and said, "I heard your arrogance before. When I saw it today, if it is true, Zeng Niu, my troll is not a snowy country. I don’t need to come forward today, I’ll kill you now!” As he said, the ancestor slapped the storage bag, and a black token appeared. In the name of Zeng Niu, all the trolls killed Zeng Niu at all costs!"
As soon as his voice fell, the token suddenly turned into fly ash, and an invisible ripple spread at an extremely fast speed, spreading across the entire troll clan in the blink of an eye.
Every member of the tribe felt the information in the ripples at this moment.
With the elder's order, the hundreds of people surrounded by Wang Lin yelled and their bodies suddenly increased several times. In the blink of an eye, they turned into hundreds of giants several feet tall, with big hands. With a stroke of his eyebrows, he immediately added a huge sky-opening battle axe in his hand.
The momentum, in an instant, is already overwhelming.
"Kill!" The old man yelled, and there was a crackling sound from his body. The whole person immediately turned into a ten-foot giant, holding a giant axe with flashing purple electric light in his hand, and when he moved his body, he struck Wang Lin with an axe. .
"Kill!!!" The clansmen around, shouted at the same time, and rushed forward. The fusion of their voices can be said to be earth-shattering, and they rushed towards Wang Lin violently.
This is the behavior of the troll clan, which is very different from ordinary monks. For the troll clan, as long as the enemy is recognized, as long as the elder issues an order, then there will never be a single fight. The people appeared, but they rallied and attacked.
Even more talk will not go on, killing a word is the only word.
If it is an ordinary monk who hasn't done anything yet, he will be frightened by the roar of hundreds of giants in front of him, even if his mind and body are not moved, he will be a little timid.
In this voice, there was a murderous aura, like an ancient fierce beast, rushing toward his face. However, this ancient fierce beast faced Wang Lin, but it was still inferior.
Wang Lin's murderous aura was extremely terrifying, and he spent almost all his life in killing. Especially the deity, even more so.
At this moment, the clone merged with the deity, and the murderous aura of the year naturally also merged in. At this moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the murderous aura immediately burst out of his body.
"Name the retreat of the troll ancestor. Otherwise, die!"
For the entire troll clan, except for the tiger. Wang Lin didn't have any good feelings. At this moment, while the divine consciousness swept, he didn't find the retreat of the troll clan ancestor, and he felt impatient.
While speaking, Wang Lin didn't even look at the troll clan members who rushed forward, but with the movement of the original spirit, the sky of the entire troll clan suddenly went dark.
A strange force immediately enveloped the world, but seeing the axis of reincarnation of life and death, suddenly appeared in the sky, and at the same time, the phantom of the ancient gods also appeared.
The ancient god in the sky, holding the axis of reincarnation of life and death in both hands, at this moment, only this scene remains in the entire world.
"Feng!" Wang Lin said flatly with cold eyes, showing a ruthless color.
Suddenly, countless gray gas emerged from the scroll of reincarnation of life and death, falling from the sky, fast as lightning, and immediately penetrated into the bodies of the troll clan people who were rushing forward.
The old man of the troll tribe, his complexion changed drastically, he gritted his teeth, the momentum of the impact did not change, and he struck the sky with an axe. Wang Lin glanced sideways at the old man, vomiting softly: "Get out!"
Under the word, the old man's body suddenly shook, and his soul was unstable. He shouted, not knowing what magical powers he had used, but he returned to normal under a sway, and struck him with an axe.
Wang Lin gave a light huh, made a fist with his right hand, and gave a quick blow.
"boom!"
The old man of the troll clan spurted blood, and was immediately retreated several feet. When it fell on a clan member, the clan member immediately spewed a mouthful of blood, and the two of them stepped back dozens of meters away at the same time, and then stopped.
At this moment, two grey qi chased and merged into their bodies.
"Zeng Niu, stop!!" At this moment, a sad voice came from a distance.
Wang Lin looked up, the coldness on his face melted a little.
"Crack the tiger."