The people of the valley were extremely well prepared for this attack. The three teams included Ouyanghua's group, 13th group, and the rest of the tribes in the third stage.
Half a month later, except for the thirteen group, all the other two groups returned in triumph. Although there were casualties, the results were extremely rich.
It's just that the group of thirteen did not reply, but it seemed to envelope everyone's hearts like a dark cloud.
Only Wang Lin’s expression remained as usual, without the slightest disturbance. Three days later, in the early morning of this day, a black mist flew quickly in the sky beyond the valley. If you look closely at this black mist, you can clearly see that it is. A lion with wings.
Although this lion has no scars on its body, it is extremely sluggish, and the whole body sometimes emits black mist and sometimes recondenses. It is obviously extremely weak and on the verge of collapse.
On his back, there was a person lying there motionless, his whole body was stained with blood, besides, there was a red line burrowing around in his body, as if parasitic in his body. It looks quite weird.
The lion main soul quickly rushed towards the valley. Before it was approaching, several people appeared from the valley, unfolding their soul flags, and released the lion soul into the lion main soul. In this way, the spirit of the lion main soul was immediately made. Give a win.
At the moment when they saw this lion, almost everyone recognized at a glance that this thing was the main soul of Thirteen, and the person on its back was clearly Thirteen!
After the lion master entered the valley, he immediately whimpered, his whole body turned into a little black light, and he was about to collapse.
At this moment, a flat voice suddenly echoed in the valley.
"Condensing soul!"
Beneath the word, the main soul turned into a little black light, immediately flashing dazzling light, quickly condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, it returned to normal.
The tribesmen all around showed respectful expressions, spreading a passage to each other, and Wang Lin walked step by step with his hands behind his back.
When the lion main soul saw Wang Lin, he immediately sobbed, as if he was very wronged. Wang Lin stretched out his hand to be empty, and the lion main soul immediately cheered, turned into a black light, and went straight to Wang Lin's fingers.
Eventually it disappeared on his finger, turned into a black lion mark, and appeared on the belly of his finger.
The people around were already accustomed to Wang Lin's absolute control over the realm, and they didn't dare to waver in their hearts, and they all bowed their heads respectfully.
Wang Lin walked step by step and stopped at the thirteenth place. He looked down and showed a gloomy look on his face.
I saw on these thirteen bodies, a red line looked like a dragon, piercing through their body, thirteen complexion was pale, without any blood, and breathless.
Wang Lin knelt down and tapped his right hand on the thirteen chest. Under this point, a sharp scream suddenly spread from his body. At the same time, at the point of Wang Lin's finger, a red line went crazy. The body broke out and rushed straight to Wang Lin like lightning.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and an invisible force immediately radiated from his body. The red thread that rushed up seemed to hit an iron plate with a loud bang, and was bounced back.
At this moment, Wang Lin waved his fingers and immediately pinched the red line and pulled it down, but when he heard a rapid neigh, the red line was pulled out of Thirteen's body by Wang Linshengsheng.
The red line was about one foot long, and when it was drawn out, it stood twisted and danced like a long snake. The other end quickly rushed towards Wang Lin, but was blocked again.
Wang Lin’s eyes were full of coldness, and immediately pinched, the immortal power in his body surged crazily, and immediately rushed along the red line, but after hearing the sound of crackling echoes, after three breaths, the red line banged and turned into The fly ash dissipated between heaven and earth.
After losing the red line, Shisan's complexion gradually became ruddy. Although he still did not wake up, he no longer worried about his life, but Wang Lin's complexion was even more gloomy.
He could tell at a glance that these thirteen are considered useless!
This person has practiced soul refining in his body and has reached the three-star standard of demon power. At this moment, all is lost. If it is just like this, his whole body meridian has been forcibly shattered. In addition, the soul flag on his body is also It's all gone, obviously it was taken away.
The opponent shot so viciously, but did not completely kill Thirteen, but instead allowed the lion master soul to take it away, obviously for another purpose.
Wang Lin's gaze flashed, his right fingers formed a sword, and it suddenly hit the thirteen eyebrows. At the same time, the demon crystal in his body shook, and a demon power radiated from it, following the meridians directly from Wang Lin's two fingers into the ten. Three foreheads.
Thirteen shuddered and opened his eyes abruptly. He saw Wang Lin as soon as he saw it. He struggled to get up to see him, but found that his whole body could not move, and the throbbing pain appeared like a tide.
"Master!" Thirteen struggled to speak. Under the agitated body and mind at this moment, he had been silently calling Wang Lin in his heart, and couldn't help but blurt out.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he didn't speak.
"On the way back, we met a big tribe, detoured, but still being attacked by them. Among them was an old man in white. He took my soul flag, planted monsters in my body, and asked me to pass on a message. , Saying that if you want to return to the soul flag, you can go directly to him." Wang Lin nodded slightly and raised his right fingers. After his fingers were raised, the thirteen body trembled and passed out again.
"Take him to rest!" Wang Lin left a word, stepped on the void under his feet, and his whole person immediately turned into blue smoke and disappeared in place.
The tribesmen around immediately obeyed and carried Shisan back to the house, while others were taking care of him.
Wang Lin came out of the valley, his figure resembling lightning, galloping towards the distance, his face was gloomy, and the cold light flashed in his eyes.
The Thirteenth took people to the other tribe. It was an offensive. Even if it failed, Wang Lin would not help. The matter of this world was life and death. Wang Lin practiced life and death reincarnation, and he saw it thoroughly.
But things are not the case right now. Thirteen was on the way back with the captives, passing by another tribe, and was attacked by it on its own initiative, and the other party did not kill the Thirteen, but planted monsters in its body. , At most it was a lesson, but the other party took the soul flag again, and left a word, if he wanted this flag, he went to look for him directly. In this way, the meaning is totally changed, this is just a provocation, or in other words, this is a battle book!
Thirteen, it is the opponent's live battle book!
Now that the opponent has written the battle book, Wang Lin wants to see what kind of characters are there in the tribe attacking the thirteen, so as to challenge himself!
Wang Lin had a deep heart, and he had already decided that if the opponent's cultivation base was much higher than his own, then he would have a big deal no matter what. He would go back and think of a way to cure Thirteen and avoid this tribe.
However, this possibility, although there is, is not great. Wang Lin can see through the thirteenth that the cultivation level of this spellcaster is at most equivalent to the gods of the monks!
Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, faster, like a meteor, directly breaking through the sky and swaying away.
Tianshui tribe is located in the northwest of the land of demon spirits, on a plain, this place is empty on all sides, it is not a good place to live, but here, there is an ancient formation.
This formation is very strong. When it is spread out, all within a radius of ten miles are protected by it. Even if the night of the demon spirit comes, you can guarantee absolute safety within the formation.
In the land of demon spirits, the key to the survival of a tribe is whether it can find a guardian formation. In the land of demon spirits, such formations are more common, but there are not many that can cover ten miles. .
The larger the coverage area, the stronger the formation. At the same time, the most important thing is to represent the tribes living here, and the greater the room for development.
For example, in the valley, the range is so large that once the number of people inhabited exceeds a certain number, it will not be able to absorb new people. The formation of this plain is ten miles, and naturally there are more people living in it.
At this moment in this Tianshui tribe, in a rather concise house, there are twenty old men sitting.
The two old men are dressed in grey clothes and white clothes. They are sitting opposite each other. Between them, there is a purple tea set.
The white-clothed old man picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Among the things that the outsiders bring into this place, this tea is the only one that fits the boss's mind the most."
The gray-clothed old man also picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "When will you go back?"
The white-clothed old man pondered for a while, and said, "Tomorrow, I can't leave the ancient demon city for too long. This time I'm back to visit relatives. I have lived there for a month. I won't go back. The left-wing general. It's not easy to deal with each other." The grey-clothed old man nodded and said. : "You wounded another disciple, took that strange little flag, and this walk, what if the other party finds it?"
The white-clothed old man flashed his eyes and said, "Which so, just kill with a formation!" The gray-clothed old man frowned and said solemnly: "The group of people is not easy, almost all of them have reached one star or more. Demon power, and actually mastered the magical powers, especially the person who took the lead. Those few flags in his hands can actually call out the demon soul attack. They didn't provoke us, but you fancy other people's flags. Not to mention killing people and stealing treasures, but also to let the person who took the lead leave, and indirectly write the battle book, and want to draw the people behind it. You did it, but it was a bit too much!"
The white-clothed old man laughed and said, "I am a deacon under the left-wing general of the Ancient Demon City, killing a few savages, where is too much to say, and I believe that the strength of the person behind will not be too high, otherwise, if you really have the ability, How can you live in this wild tribe and have already gone to the ancient demon city to seek a position. I brought him here just to get from him the real way to use this small flag, and he will come. If he doesn’t come, I will be tomorrow. Early in the morning, directly following the traces left on that young man, went to his tribe and grabbed it back!"
"Does the mantra in the young man's mind have a fake?" the gray-clothed old man asked.
"It's not fake, but it's incomplete. There should be a follow-up!" The white-clothed old man's eyes flashed and said gloomily.