The area of the fifth floor is a circle larger than that of the fourth floor. The ground is no longer bare, but the seaweed plants seen in the Chu King Forest. From a distance, the green oil is densely packed into a large area. .
The leaves of these plants swayed slowly, as if they contained certain rules. If you look at it for a long time, your body will move involuntarily.
On the fifth floor, Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness noticed three reincarnation trees. On each tree, there was an eight-leaf curse master who was healing his wounds. All of them were injured very seriously and were in the dying situation.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, his body flashed, and he teleported to one of them.
However, when he just came to the side of the reincarnation tree, he suddenly changed his expression and disappeared in place without hesitation. When he appeared, he was a hundred meters away.
I saw that where he was standing just now, the seaweeds on the ground suddenly spread strangely. Almost the moment he disappeared, the plants slammed and hit that place.
Immediately afterwards, all the seaweed plants on the fifth floor of the ground grew strangely, coiling back together to form a humanoid object.
These creatures are composed of seaweed plants, exuding bursts of weird aura. Their lower limbs are connected with the seaweed plants, and they wriggle into the air. In a blink of an eye, countless such creatures appeared densely around Wang Lin's body. .
"Outsiders, get out of here!" A voice that couldn't tell whether it was a male or a female came out from the mouths of these creatures, bringing back bursts of echoes.
A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. Each of these strange things had a cultivation base equivalent to the Yuan Ying stage. He didn't have time to struggle with these creatures. Without a word, he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a billion soul flags were in his hands.
"Soul, loose!" Wang Lin vomited softly.
Suddenly, souls roared out from the soul flags, densely enveloped around them, there were only more than 600 million souls in the soul flags, and the main soul, including Duntian, was left with twenty-six.
The fusion of these souls cannot form the soul of the late stage of the aspiration, and even the middle stage of the aspiration cannot be condensed, but it can still be done to condense the soul of the early stage of the aspiration.
Wang Lin knows that this trip requires a quick knife to cut the mess, and must not be dragged down, so when he makes a move, it is the soul-respecting flag.
"Rong!" Wang Lin yelled.
Five hundred million souls, more than a dozen main souls, immediately merged at the moment Wang Lin's words were exported, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into an aspiring soul that exudes a powerful coercion.
As soon as this soul appeared, the entire fifth floor immediately trembled.
The remaining souls and the main soul hovered around Wang Lin, and there were bursts of screaming roars.
Wang Lin knew that the soul of aspirations could not exist for too long, so he moved his mind and shouted: "Kill!"
The soul of the early stage of aspiration flashed his eyes, his body moved suddenly, and his right hand waved forward at random. Suddenly the whole earth shook violently, and all the seaweed plants were shattered as if swept by an invisible sickle in an instant.
Without hesitation, Wang Lin moved towards the tree of reincarnation, his right hand moved a little forward, and the soul that hovered behind him immediately whizzed out and swallowed the tree of reincarnation.
The reincarnation tree suddenly collapsed, and the eight-leaf curse master on it spouted a mouthful of blood and died.
This process continued. Wang Lin took the soul of aspiration and held one billion soul flags, sweeping the entire fifth floor, and the remaining two eight-leaf spell masters were killed one by one by him. Cut off the head, refine the flesh and blood, and collected the skull engraved with runes.
For the immortal surviving clan, Wang Lin had no good feelings. He was extremely fast all the way and went straight to the sixth floor. Here, he was like a fierce demon, as long as he encountered the immortal surviving clan, he would immediately kill him.
His goal is the reincarnation tree.
On the sixth floor, there were still three reincarnation trees. Under the pressure of the soul of aspiration, the three healers on the sixth floor died again.
The seventh floor, the eighth floor... Wang Lin rushed directly to the tenth floor!
On the tenth floor, the soul of the aspiration collapsed and turned into a weak soul, flying into the soul flag, unable to be summoned out again.
The soul-honored banner was put away by Wang Lin. He had carefully studied this banner along the way. Although the soul of the aspiration is powerful, it is a pity that it is too short and it is finally sublimated. There is still a gap between it and the real aspiration monk. .
In addition, every time it is condensed, it will cause great damage to the soul, and it will take a long time to recover. This is also the reason why the escape from the sky was not a last resort, but only condensed to frighten the enemy, instead of letting the soul of the aspiration take action.
Along the way, including the previous ones, Wang Lin killed a total of nineteen eight-leaf spell masters. These spell masters were all seriously injured before they were killed by Wang Lin. At the same time, on each floor, there are strange things like the sixth floor as defense.
If Wang Lin didn't have the soul of aspirations, he would have to stop on the sixth floor and would not be able to enter again.
Even the immortal surviving clan never expected that there would be an aspiring monk inside the murder lair.
After all, the aspiring monks on Vermillion Bird are not considered Skylark, there are only three. Vermillion Bird is on Mount Vermillion, and Chu Yunfei was forced to leave Vermilion Star. The one at Dipomen was extremely injured, in a hidden place. Healing.
If there is no aspiration to the monk, the defense of the immortal survivor clan will definitely be fine.
From the sixth to the tenth floor, Wang Lin gained a lot. He didn't know the effect of the skull, but he didn't expect that the immortal survivor would actually store so much of the spirit stone. Logically speaking, these spirit stone immortal remnants don't seem to be able to use it, they use rune power. It is formed by absorbing monsters, and the spiritual power in these spirit stones is useless to them.
Although the spirit stone is no longer attractive to Wang Lin, this kind of thing is the currency among the monks. The more nature is, the better. Along the way, Wang Lin searched for a large number of spiritual stones, even if they were placed in a four-level cultivation country, they were enough for these sects for a thousand years.
However, compared with these spirit stones, the skulls of the eight-leaf spell masters of the immortal survivor clan are more interesting to Wang Lin. Although he does not know the role of the skulls, the symbols on each skull are different, and the aura exudes from them. Almost exactly the same as an infant monk.
Wang Lin has a feeling that these skulls are by no means simple. Should far exceed the value of Lingshi.
He feels very accurate. On the Heavenly Luck Star, the power essence of a cultivator with a power system that is completely different from that of a monk is astonishing. The skull is the essence of the power of the immortal survivor. There is a secret technique that can force the runes on the bones. In order to obtain the power of runes.
If you can get the bones of spell masters above nine leaves. Its value is even greater.
In the starry sky, there are some planets on which the aboriginal inhabitants possess some strange powers. They are completely different from the monks. These original inhabitants have received the attention of the Cultivation Alliance. They did not destroy these different existences, but Raise them from generation to generation in a manner similar to captive breeding. Then one generation after another, one generation after another, the essence of infinite power can be obtained.
Other races in captivity naturally have to give some food...
Wang Lin now had nineteen skulls. After putting these skulls away, he hesitated looking at the entrance to the eleventh floor.
He didn't know how many layers this immortal survivor had. But on this road, he would definitely not be able to enter here without the soul of aspiring, facing the eleventh floor, he was not sure.
However, standing here, he has a strange feeling, like the eleventh floor below, something is calling him, Wang Lin sneered at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed, not eager to go down, but on the ground. Set up a formation.
This formation was just before his battle with the ancestors of the troll tribe, in order to resist his talented supernatural powers. A small teleportation array carved from the jade slip obtained from Duntian.
After setting down the formation, Wang Lin looked at the entrance to the eleventh floor. The inside was pitch black, emitting bursts of black smoke. This point was different from other grassroots levels.
Wang Lin held the immortal sword in his right hand, his immortal strength gathered, and he jumped in from the entrance of the cave.
The cave was not deep, and it didn't take long before Wang Lin penetrated the cave and entered the eleventh floor!
As soon as he entered here, Wang Lin's expression immediately turned weird.
The eleventh floor is not big, and the ground has been dug with trenches, and these trenches are connected together. A strange symbol was formed, and the red liquid flowing in these gullies, what caught Wang Lin's eyes was this blood-red symbol.
At the same time, a cold air leaked from the ground. Obviously, this place was a cold place.
In the very center of the symbol, a naked woman floats quietly in the air, her hair is windless, full of strange feelings.
The woman's figure is uneven and perfect. Her whole body is pure and white without any rune marks. Only a nine-leaf plant flashes on her forehead.
The woman was extremely beautiful. Apart from the fairy corpse, the only woman Wang Lin saw in his life was Liu Mei. This woman Wang Lin had never talked about, but he didn’t know why. When he saw the corpse, there was something Familiar feeling.
Above the woman, there is an open painting axis, and there are nine crystal lights flashing in the screen, and these crystal lights are circled together to form a circle.
The black air came out from the screen and penetrated into the woman's eyebrows.
The moment Wang Lin saw the painting screen, Wang Lin's heart was shocked. This scroll was familiar to him. It was exactly the same as the scroll magic weapon in his storage bag that could not be manipulated from beginning to end.
At this moment, the blood symbol on the ground was shining with blood red light, and the eyelashes of the woman floating in the air trembled and slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes are very bright, with a gleam of light, very moving, there seems to be a strange light in them, and people can't help but be at a loss.
At the moment when he saw this woman's gaze, Wang Lin's mind suddenly shook, and he finally thought about why seeing this woman feel that familiar!
The immortal sword in Wang Lin's hand rang out at this moment. The sword soul Xu Liguo turned out of it, staring straight at the woman, muttering to himself: "Little Sister Fairy"
"Thank you for sending me a trace of the remnant soul that I realized when I became a monk!"