Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and the fairy sword in his hand was a block in front of him as he retreated.
The blade light came to him, but when he heard a loud bang, Wang Lin's body was thrown away from a distance. With this force, he leaped away without any pause. The power of this scimitar blade is not weaker than a full blow of a late-stage infantile monk. Without the use of one billion soul flags, Wang Lin can't match it.
Wang Lin's speed was extremely fast along the way. The direction he escaped was not the original road, but the reverse direction, passing directly through the huge basin and galloping toward the depths.
There was a burst of divine thoughts from the scimitar, and the swords on the basin immediately buzzed, and they rushed out one by one, pursuing Wang Lin fiercely.
Wang Lin traveled very fast all the way, passing directly through the basins, and the countless swords behind him were chasing frantically.
The fairy sword was put away by Wang Lin a long time ago, and he expanded at full speed and galloped away.
In front of him, a sword flew out of the basin, in a north-south strike, and pierced towards Wang Lin. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his right hand grabbed it, and immediately a billion soul flags were in his hand. Under the shaking, the soul banner immediately wrapped his body and turned into a black smoke, which flickered and twisted. The speed immediately increased several times.
The swords that stabbed on the face suddenly threw themselves into the air, immediately turned their directions, and pursued them. At this moment, behind Wang Lin, there was a dense and endless swath of swords, and the monstrous sword glow roared between the sky and the earth, and the chill exuded from the sword. , And it caused the surrounding temperature to drop suddenly, unexpectedly frost looming.
Between the heaven and the earth, only the sound of swords rang at this moment, and the sound was shaking the earth and howling Kyushu, as if the sky was about to collapse, as if the earth was trembling.
This momentum was huge, within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, almost all the monks immediately noticed this scene, and many people shook their bodies and flew here, wanting to see what happened.
A handful of swords, a blast of swords, and a series of cold glows, these gathered together, as if they were incarnations of ancient sword immortals, with sword energy lingering, one after another, flickering crazily around Wang Lin's body.
Wang Lin's body was wrapped in the soul flag, and it looked like shredded tobacco, twisting forward, but despite this, there were still a lot of sword lights falling on it, but they were all clanged by the soul flag.
Only when the scimitar's blade is present. Wang Lin would drew out the fairy sword to block it.
This flight was extremely irritating|exciting, and Wang Lin couldn't help but remember the scene of being chased and killed when his cultivation base was low and weak.
At this moment, in front of Wang Lin, two Changhongs flew quickly, but when they were still thousands of miles away, the two Changhongs suddenly stopped. Obviously they noticed the weirdness in the distance, quickly turned their directions, and fled immediately. .
Wang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, haha, turned his head and glanced back at the large number of countless swords that were pursuing closely behind him, especially the scimitar that flickered from time to time and was unpredictable. He shook his body and immediately teleported out, appearing directly thousands of miles away.
It's just that as soon as he appeared, the swords that were chasing after him flashed together. The Shattered Void generally penetrated directly through the distance of space, chasing here.
The rumbling sound of breaking through the sky spread all over the earth, and there was a vaguely shattered crystal of the previous star repair, and the world collapsed.
The two Changhong immediately rushed away, and Wang Lin recognized the two in Changhong at a glance.
These two are acquaintances, a man and a woman, the man. Looking at her ears, Wang Lin recognized Zhou Wutai. As for the woman with purple gauze on her face, Wang Lin glanced at her, and recognized the woman's identity.
"Brother Zhou don't go, wait for a while!" Although Wang Lin was chased by countless swords, he still looked calm and laughed.
Zhou Wutai looked ugly, and muttered: "Unlucky!" He didn't even hear Wang Lin's call, but was faster.
As for the woman wearing the purple gauze, she saw Wang Lin's eyes with a trace of fear, and she bit her silver teeth and fled immediately.
In this way, before the two of Zhou Wutai, Wang Lin was in the middle. As for the back, there were densely overwhelmed sword lights, especially the scimitar inside.
This sword light is what Wang Lin really cares about. Every time a sword light appears, he must quickly avoid it.
This scimitar was extremely weird. Wang Lin escaped and checked with God's Sense and found that whenever the speed of the scimitar was faster than a certain level, it would immediately show strange power around it, causing its speed to slow down immediately. If not, Sure to catch up with Wang Lin quickly.
The three of them galloped all the way, all at their fastest speed. After the three sticks of incense, the edge of the basin in the distance shook his eyes. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body immediately moved out and disappeared in place. When he appeared, Already at the edge of the floor, he did not stop behind him, and immediately galloped away.
Zhou Wutai hesitated for a moment, and immediately pursued Wang Lin. As for the purple yarn woman, her eyes flashed and she changed direction to separate from Zhou Wutai.
The sword stopped immediately after chasing it here. Only the scimitar rushed out of the edge of the place where the plate was located in a flash without a pause.
After the scimitar got out of the basin, its speed suddenly increased, and the strange power that enveloped it seemed to weaken, making its speed and raising so fast that it was incredible.
Almost in a blink of an eye, the scimitar swept past Zhou Wutai, directly towards Wang Lin.
Zhou Wutai saw sweat on his forehead. At the moment the scimitar flashed by his side, he hardly noticed anything. He only felt the wind sweeping. When he looked forward, he could only see a black spot, which disappeared in place.
"What kind of magical thing is this, it's so fast, it's at least dozens of times faster than just now!" Zhou Wutai was shocked inwardly, pursuing him forward.
While Wang Lin was running, his speed had to slow down. After crossing the basin, the dimensional gap increased again. He paused and stopped at the top of a mountain.
Shaking his eyes, there was a faintly luminous mountain in the distance. The appearance of this mountain was exactly the same as the Lingshan mentioned by Situ Nan.
Almost at the moment when Wang Lin stopped. The sound of thunder running behind him echoed, and Wang Lin was already on guard. He immediately flashed and moved away from thousands of feet away, but when he heard a loud bang, the mountain he was on immediately collapsed. The gravel was flying, deep blue. The color light flashed, and the scimitar flew out frantically from within.
At the same time, a spirit of spirit came out from the Scimitar.
"Leave it... stay!"
Wang Lin's body flashed again. This time, he only felt a pain in his left arm when he appeared thousands of feet away. The sleeve of the left arm dissipated, and a wound appeared on the arm.
"Fast speed!" After Wang Lin appeared, he teleported again without any pause. He did not dare to teleport too far, otherwise once it appeared around the dimensional gap, it would be dangerous for so long.
As a result, every time Wang Lin disappeared when he saw the blue light flashing, the place he was there immediately shattered and collapsed.
The scimitar seemed crazy, desperately chasing.
In a flash, Wang Lin appeared hundreds of miles away. After he appeared, he immediately moved to the side, only to see a dimensional gap, slowly opening the curved moon on his side.
Wang Lin hadn't moved a few feet yet, but saw a flash of blue light. From where he teleported and disappeared before, a gust of wind blew his face, and everything on the way, mountains, and earth. All collapsed, even a few dimensional cracks that appeared on the way to Lanmang, all collapsed.
Seeing this scene, Wang Lin's scalp was numb, and he teleported away again, this time. There was a pain in his right foot and blood appeared.
After appearing ten miles away, Wang Lin immediately wiped his right hand with his right hand, the wound closed, and the blood stopped.
"What kind of magic weapon is this!!" Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of greed. The speed of this thing, he has only seen it on one object, that is the fourth soul on a billion soul flags!
In comparison, the speed of the two magic weapons is almost the same, but obviously, the attack power of this scimitar is stronger. After all, it may not be killed if it is stabbed by a needle, but if it is swept by this scimitar, it is very likely. Head down.
"This thing is composed of a single life soul, who is the master of this life soul, can actually produce such a powerful and incredible metallic spiritual thing! This thing is a treasure!!" Wang Lin flashed again, where it disappeared, It was another collapse.
The scimitar was getting faster and faster, and Wang Lin's reaction gradually couldn't keep up, and he would get injured if he was careless. At this moment, he finally knew why Suzaku was so scrupulous when facing the Fourth Soul back then.
"I have to get this thing!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately took out the fairy sword. With a shot, Xu Liguo was shaken out of the fairy sword by him.
"Xu Liguo, just feel wronged and treat him as the ancestor of the troll clan. When I get back the soul of life, I will definitely save you!" After Wang Lin finished, he waved his right hand, Xu Liguo's body, immediately Flying into the air.
Xu Liguo wailed and was about to flee, the scimitar immediately appeared next to Xu Liguo in a flash, and Juan Qi Xu Liguo's body immediately disappeared without a trace.
From a distance, Xu Liguo's lamenting exclamation came.
"Master, don't forget to save me..."
Wang Lin was holding the fairy sword and his eyes flashed. He and Xu Liguo were connected with each other. He could perceive the location of the other party, and under his consideration, the soul of the sword in the scimitar was not intended to hurt Xu Liguo, it should be something else. He intended.
Moreover, Xu Liguo, as a demon, was born by swallowing, and it was not so easy to be destroyed. At this time, Wang Lin had something to do and could not entangle with the scimitar. Using Xu Liguo as the line, he would go back in the future. Take the time to find a way to subdue this thing.
Putting away the fairy sword, Wang Lin looked at Lingshan in the distance. He leaped, but at this moment, he suddenly changed his expression and looked sideways at a mountain not far away, where a red figure stood. This figure is full of emptiness and loneliness.
She stood there, bright red like a butterfly, as if she wanted to go back with the wind, but she had no choice but to go deep into the mortal world.
"Red Butterfly!"