There was a chuckle in the imperial capital of Sky Demon City, an extremely elegant palace.
"Mo Fei, this little guy, please tell me to fight Mo Lihai ahead of time, and use my military service in Fire Demon County as a reason for not letting me refuse. This is also interesting, let's go!"
"This emperor, if he is the first two of them, I'm afraid it is the other demon generals..." Another old voice came out in the palace.
"If other people have tens of millions of exploits, that's fine!"
"… Yes!"
After a while, an old man walked out of the palace, holding the memorial in his hand, shook his head slightly, and hurried away.
The date of the Battle of the Demon Generals is getting closer and closer, and the entire Sky Demon City is filled with a depressive atmosphere, and there will be continuous conflicts almost every day.
"This is a game!" Wang Lin muttered to himself while sitting beside the river, putting down his hip flask, looking at the gloomy sky.
"A game in the eyes of the demon emperor. In the eyes of the demon emperor, outsiders use the opportunity of the demon general to fight for a goal. This is the best game. Wang Lin took a sip of wine, and his eyes Qingming. He was silent for a while, stood up, and walked away gradually in the dusk.
This is already the seventh day, and there are still eight days left before the battle of the demon generals!
At dusk, Xu was due to the fact that the atmosphere in the Sky Demon City was quite depressing recently. There were fewer pedestrians on the street. A man in Tsing Yi walked towards Mo Mansion one step at a time.
Behind this person, with a big sword on his back, his steps were steady, without any expression on his face, step by step, he walked towards Mo Mansion, as he approached, behind him, a faint celestial power gradually spread. Come.
At the same time, a depressed atmosphere enveloped the entire Mo Mansion.
Inside Mo House.
Mo Lihai was cultivating in the secret room Tianguan, and in front of him, seventeen dolls the size of a hand, flashing bursts of monsters and strange lights, surrounded him.
Bursts of demon energy radiated from Mo Lihai's body, connected with these seventeen puppets, forming a perfect circle with each other.
At this moment, Mo Lihai opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes were like electricity, as if he could penetrate the secret room, and he noticed the man in Tsing Yi outside Mo's house.
The man whispered, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his footsteps didn't even stop. He came to the door of the Mo House, and he did not see any magical powers. The door of the Mo House collapsed silently, turning into pieces of debris, all together. Sweeping backwards.
In the flying of debris, there were two more muffled sounds, and only two Sergeants of the Mo House were seen, a large amount of blood mist exploded from their bodies, and they were thrown into the house far away.
"Daluo Jianzong, the twelve sons of Jianxiao, Mo Yang, please see Master Mo Lihai!"
A flat voice came from this population. He didn't stop, and he stepped directly into the Mo Mansion and walked to the secret room where Mo Lihai was in retreat.
Countless sergeants and Mo Lihai's subordinates immediately appeared, but as this person moved forward, anyone who entered within ten feet of him would immediately collapse and turn into a blood mist silently.
Along the way, but the sound of bangs echoed, no one could stop this person for half a step, and even some rockery buildings around them collapsed and shattered like the gates of Mo House.
At this moment, a short figure appeared in front of him. After this person appeared, he roared and took a step forward. Under this step, his whole body's demon power suddenly dispersed, trying to resist the man of the great Luo Jianzong. .
The man from the Great Sword Sect shook his head slightly without stopping under his feet, and continued to move forward. Following his footsteps, the little man looked pale. He had a feeling that he was not facing a person, but a sword!
A sharp sword of Han Mang Feng Lu!
The short man retreated involuntarily, and kept retreating several feet away. At this moment, a hand was pressed on his shoulder, the short man stood still, and exhaled deeply.
Behind him, three people appeared at this moment. All three of them were gray-haired old men. They stood there, looking coldly at the people of the Daluo Sword Sect.
The great Luo Jianzong's eyes fell on the three elders, smiled slightly, and moved forward again.
The three elders showed solemn expressions on their faces, and were about to perform their magical powers. Suddenly, a low voice came from behind them.
"Who sent you here! This voice was full of majesty, and the three old men immediately stepped aside respectfully, revealing the tall figure of Mo Lihai behind them.
Mo Lihai looked at the young man of Nafro Sword Sect with a torch. At this moment, he showed a stronger momentum than when he faced Wang Lin in the Ancient Demon City.
The man of Da Luo Jianzong flashed with a gleam in his eyes, stopped, and said slowly, "Monster Mo Fei!"
Mo Lihai frowned and shouted, "What's the matter!"
"Master Mofei, send a war post to General Mo!" The man calmly said, waving his right hand forward, and a golden light flashed out and stopped in front of Mo Lihai.
Mo Lihai looked gloomy and glanced at the golden post in front of him.
There is only one word on it, war!
"Three days later, outside the ancient road hall!" The man from Dalluo Jianzong turned around and walked outside after saying this.
However, he almost immediately turned stiff, and a strong breath burst out of the whole person. The richness of this breath far exceeded the level when he entered the Mo Mansion before.
A cloud of brilliant light burst into his eyes, looking at a slender figure hundreds of meters ahead, he said solemnly, "The seventh son of the purple family, Wang Lin!"
It was also at this moment that Mo Lihai noticed Wang Lin's appearance, and he was relieved in his heart.
Wang Lin didn't even look at this person. He walked forward, his pace was not fast, but in the eyes of this man from the sword sect, there was a hint of anger immediately.
"It is rumored that the seventh in the purple family is arrogant. I saw it today, and it was so!" said the man from the Da Luo Jianzong coldly.
Wang Lin didn't seem to have heard it, and when he walked towards this man, the man of the Great Sword Sect suddenly appeared in his whole body, like a sharp sword that came out of his body, locked onto Wang Lin's body.
At the moment when the aura of his whole body reached the top, Wang Lin walked past him without any pause, intersecting with it.
The Da Luo Jianzong man was startled, but immediately, he became more angry. He turned around abruptly, looked at Wang Lin who was walking away, and shouted, "Wang Lin, did you hear what I said!"
Wang Lin's footsteps remained the same, and he headed towards his residence.
The man of Da Luo Jianzong showed a hint of cold light in his eyes. As one of the twelve sons of Da Luo Jianzong Jianxiao, his position on the Heavenly Fate Star was comparable to that of the Seventh Heavenly Fate, and he was quite famous.
But at this moment, he was ignored by this person. The man snorted coldly and shook his body. He appeared directly in front of Wang Lin and said coldly, "Wang Lin!"
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin raised his head and said flatly, "A cultivator, get angry so easily, you have been practicing for thousands of years, letting people disappoint!"
If it were said by the generation of Tianyunzi, the man from the sword sect of Da Luo would accept it with a humility, but when he said it from Wang Lin, it fell in his ears, but it was extremely ear-piercing. He laughed furiously, but his eyes were even colder, and he said, "I want to see how effective your thousand years of cultivation have been!" "Give way!" Wang Lin shook his head and said flatly.
The man of the Daluo Jianzong laughed and pinched his right hand. A sword aura suddenly emerged from his body. From one to two, from two to four, it turned into sixty-four sword auras in a blink of an eye, whistling towards the king. Lin forced to go.
Wang Lin's expression remained the same, he didn't even look at the sixty-four sword auras. In an instant, all the sword aura fell on Wang Lin, but at this moment, the imprint of life flashed across his body, and the sword aura was imminent. Body, all disappeared.
"Is it just these powers? It seems that your thousand-year cultivation practice is not just disappointing, but a vain cultivation!" Wang Lin shook his head.
The man of Da Luo Jianzong's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes showed a look of disbelief. Although his sixty-four sword auras were not the strongest, he was shocked when he took it so lightly.
"What kind of magical power is this!! This person didn't use magic weapons just now, but my sword aura fell on him, but it immediately collapsed. Even the dragon among the twelve swords Xiaozi can't do this!"
Wang Lin shook his head and walked forward.
The man from the Great Luo Sword Sect, subconsciously stepped back, taking a deep breath, and placed his right hand on the big sword behind him.
Wang Lin frowned, glanced at this person coldly, and said again, "Fuck, today you sent the war post, I won't kill you!"
"You have reached great perfection in the late stage of the infant change. It is equivalent to my cultivation level. No matter how strong your magical powers are, you will definitely not be able to take my sword!" The man from the sword sect of Da Luo looked horrified, no longer talk nonsense, and waved his right hand. The sword behind it flew immediately.
The rumbling sky seemed to be drawn. After a thunderbolt, I saw a purple giant sword, which suddenly appeared above this person. This sword radiated a strong sword aura. Almost as soon as it appeared, it immediately enveloped the surrounding sword. In the mans. On this sword is carved a strange pattern.
The phantom of a purple giant sheep immediately morphed out of this pattern. The sheep was tall and tyrannical. It merged with this sword, and suddenly, the power of this sword became heavier.
"Slash at the end of the sheep!" As the man roared, his whole body burst out with immortal power, and his right hand instantly slashed towards Wang Lin. At the same time, the big sword in mid-air moved with it, with an unimaginable flow. Energetic, whistling towards Wang Lin.
Mo Lihai's complexion changed, and his body immediately kicked back. Several people beside him also backed away without hesitation, and in a blink of an eye they withdrew hundreds of feet away.
The huge sword was cut down, as if a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and a piece of thunder rolled from the rumbling.
Wang Lin looked as usual and shook his head slightly. This giant sword is indeed powerful, especially when it is fused with the goat soul. However, the man in front of him cannot display the full power of the goat soul.
"A good sword was wasted!" Wang Lin said, raising his right hand, and at the moment that the giant sword was cut down, in the eyes of the man of the Dalluo Sword Sect, there was a strong shock to the extreme, and he grabbed the sword!
The moment he grabbed his right hand, the imprint of the superiority on his right hand flickered crazily, and in a blink of an eye there were thousands of imprints covering it. Roars came from the giant sword, and the goat soul on it showed fierce eyes, struggling crazily, trying to tear Wang Lin's right hand and free himself, but Wang Lin's right hand was like that of the ancient gods. The palm has infinite strength, no matter how hard the giant sword struggles, his right hand will not move at all!
The soul of the evil sheep on the giant sword, its roaring sound almost surpassing the sky, the fierce light in his eyes showed a hint of unyielding, like an ancient fierce beast, he swallowed it at Wang Lin in one mouth.
Although it was a sword soul, it was transformed into an illusion, but the people around at the moment saw the goat soul swallowing it all had the illusion of a fishy wind blowing on the face.
"Naughty animal, you dare!" Wang Lin's gaze condensed, and a red light flashed through his eyes immediately, rushing out of his eyes and directly into the body of the goat soul.
The sheep soul screamed, and his body was immediately collapsed by the killing air, turning into a little bit of crystal light, and quickly returned to the giant sword. This sword stopped struggling and stopped resisting.
Everything that Wang Lin did in this hurry is almost exactly the same as the scene where the beast soul in the shooting car immediately collapsed under a little bit of luck!
This scene fell in Mo Lihai's eyes, he couldn't help taking a deep breath, looking at Wang Lin's gaze, revealing an extremely complex color.
"In the past three months, he was actually so strong... Even the deputy commander is not his opponent. Today is to subdue this terrible sword soul. If he had this kind of magical powers three months ago, I would lose that day. undoubtedly!"
The last sheep of Da Luo Jianzong shook his body even more, and his face was pale and spouted a mouthful of blood. The sword of life was taken away, and his mind was immediately damaged.
He never expected that this Wang Lin was so strong. He had known it so long ago that he would not come alone without saying anything. He gritted his teeth, tapped his right hand between his brows, and took a deep breath, revealing a trace of determination in his eyes. His last killer move was a sword aura from his master Ling Tianhou!
There are twelve forms of this sword aura, one for each, it is the ultimate life-saving magical power, which can not be easily used, otherwise, in this dangerous land of demon spirits, the remaining four hundred years will be difficult to get through!
But if you don't use it at this moment, I'm afraid I can't leave!
"Let's go!" Wang Lin glanced at Mo Yang, his eyes flashed, and said slowly.
The last sheep was startled.
"I have no feud with Da Luo Jianzong. Today, if you hadn't been forcing you again and again, I wouldn't have made any move. I would send you a word to the Twelve Sword Xiao sons for me. In this land of demon spirits, I don't want to be an enemy of you!" Wang Lin said. , Flicked the sword in his hand, threw it to the last sheep, passed by him, and walked to the front residence.
His back fell in the eyes of the last sheep, and this person was completely stunned. After experiencing the fight just now, he was almost forced to use the ultimate life-saving killer. At this moment, the peak circuit turned, and a trace of incredibleness suddenly appeared in his heart.
He took a deep breath, took the giant sword, swept away his consciousness, and after confirming that the opponent did not do anything, he watched Wang Lin go away in surprise.
"Your words, I must pass it!" With a move, Mo Yang flew directly into the air, leaving Mo Mansion quickly.
Thousands of feet away from Mo Mansion, his speed was slightly slower, but his divine consciousness had been secretly guarding him, and he found that Wang Lin had not made any movements, as if he was really ready to let him go.
"Wang Lin, today's shame, I will give it back a hundredfold. Although your supernatural powers are strong, next time I will besiege with several other seniors, I don't believe you can be so calm! Humph, if you hadn't gone to Fire Demon County without the greedy wolf senior , Today, only the predecessors need to take action, you are afraid of death!" Mo Yang's eyes showed a trace of murderous intent, he gave Mo Mansion a cold look, turned around and left quickly.
He was extremely fast, and the farther away he was from Mo House, the more relaxed his heart became. Thinking back to Zhou Cai's battle in his mind, he couldn't help feeling lingering.
"This Wang Lin is very strong!! But if I use the master's sword aura, this person can't resist!" Mo Yang's mouth showed a sneer.
But at this moment, suddenly above the big sword behind him, a cloud of gray air, silently emanating from the body of the sword, like a snake, aimed at this person's head.
A strong sense of crisis immediately enveloped the whole body of the last sheep, but immediately, the gray air burrowed directly into the person's head like lightning.
Grey Qi speed was too fast and the distance was too close, Mo Yang almost immediately noticed the crisis, and immediately snorted, and fell directly from the air. In the process of falling, his body quickly withered and screamed screamingly across the sky.
His soul cannot escape at all. After the gray energy enters his body, it will first turn into a series of marks, directly cutting off the connection between his soul and the physical body. At the same time, it quickly absorbs the person's flesh and blood essence and immortal power, and constantly replenishes the gray energy, making its branding power even heavier.
The moment he landed, Mo Yang opened his eyes angrily and turned into a corpse. The only thought in his mind was the giant sword. He had checked it clearly, and his mind was connected, why was there grayness hidden in it.
In front of his corpse, space was distorted for a while, Wang Lin walked out, tapped the corpse of the last sheep with his right hand, then grabbed the corpse of this person, stepped on him, and disappeared in place.
At the residence of King Lin of Mo Mansion, his figure stepped out of nothingness, his right hand loosened, and the body of the last sheep fell on the ground. Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, and he slapped his storage bag. The banner flew out and was shaken by him. It immediately turned into a black mist, shrouded the room, and countless restrictions flashed in this black mist.
After doing this, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and opened his eyes abruptly after breathing out for a while, as if an electric light fell on the dead sheep's corpse. After reading it carefully, Wang Lin's gaze stayed here. Above the eyebrows.
His face was cloudy, and there was no happiness or anger. After a moment of silence, he pinched the Jue with both hands and muttered a spell in a low voice. Only a faint fire appeared in his two-hand prints.
His hand prints changed, turning into afterimages, then he pointed forward and vomited lightly in his mouth:
"Lian!"
The faint fire drifted to the Xiaojian of the last sheep's corpse, and immediately dispersed, wrapping the corpse, and bursts of crackling sounds echoed immediately, and the last sheep's body continued to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His corpse was already a dry corpse, and the essence of the flesh and blood in it had been absorbed by the ash. At this moment, when it was burned, a strange smell spread out. This smell permeated the room, but when Wang Lin had no time to take care of it, he stared intently. The body refined in the ghostly fire.
In the previous battle, the last move of the Mo Yang to touch his eyebrows gave Wang Lin a very strong crisis!
This kind of crisis has almost never happened since his killing energy was refined, and even the monks in the mid-term aspirations could not manage it. It hasn't appeared yet, just the breath can directly break through his body and soul covered by the brand of more than 3,000 Daosheng, rushing into his mind with extreme dominance.
This feeling was like facing life and death, Wang Lin's heart was suddenly shocked. That's why he used to retreat and eased the atmosphere at the time. In his opinion, if this person had not been forced to an end, it would have been. Unwilling to choose to use this last magical power.
The flesh body of the last sheep gradually melted and dissipated, revealing its primordial spirit in the dark fire. On his primordial spirit, gray marks were covered layer by layer, sometimes shining with monsters.
Mo Yang’s Yuanshen's eyes closed tightly, motionless in the flames, Wang Lin's eyes were like electricity, and he observed carefully. In an instant, his eyes condensed, staring directly at the Mo Yang Yuanshen’s eyebrows. There, there is a very thin blue line, faintly flickering.
This thin line, if you look closely, its shape is clearly a sword that has shrunk countless times!
The moment Wang Lin saw this thin blue line, Wang Lin's body shook, and a feeling as if directly facing Jian Zun Ling Tianhou, immediately emerged all over his body.
"Ling Tianhou!!" Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes full of dignity.
"At the gate of the East Sea Monster Spirit, before the disciples of the Great Luo Sword Sect entered, Ling Tianhou gave a sword aura, which he called the life-saving power of twelve people! This blue silk thread is that sword aura! No wonder it will It makes me feel like life and death, and can directly break the mark of my life!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, revealing a decisive expression.
"This sword aura, since I saw it, it belongs to me!"
He closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees, the sky was shining from the sky, and the primordial spirit came out from the orifice. On Wang Lin's primordial spirit, the imprints of Daosheng were almost completely covered, guarded like armor.
Wang Lin's Yuanshen Liqiao looked at the Moyang Yuanshen, his eyes flickered, and he spouted a mouthful of the Yuanshen's fire, blending into the quiet fire, and the quiet fire was immediately rich.
The fire of Yuanshen kept spitting out from Wang Lin's mouth.
The primordial spirit of the last sheep showed pain, as if he wanted to struggle, but the brand of life outside his body locked him tightly.
Wang Lin Yuanshen showed a cautious look. He carefully controlled the fire of refining, not stab|stimulating the sword energy, but nibbled at the Yuanshen of the Moyang, bit by bit, refining the Moyang Yuanshen.
This process lasted for several days. With Wang Lin's strength, he kept paying attention for a few days, and at the same time he continued to spit out the fire of the soul. The soul was slightly dim, and his face showed exhaustion.
But his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
On this day, the primordial spirit of the last sheep, after continuous refining, finally collapsed and turned into a little crystalline glow. In that crystalline glow, the blue filaments floated in the air calmly, motionless.
Wang Lin Yuanshen took a breath, and the crystal glow that the last sheep turned into was immediately sucked into his mouth, quickly making up for the wastage of the past few days. After all this, Wang Lin Yuanshen glanced at the still blue filament hesitantly.
After a long silence, Wang Lin gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and swallowed the filament in one bite!
At this moment, his primordial spirit trembled violently, and the connection with the physical body quickly dissipated. Wang Lin had been prepared for this. He was not far from the physical body. Under the struggle at this moment, at the moment when the connection is about to disappear, Entered into the flesh.
Wang Lin sat quietly on the spot, and this sitting took another three days! At dusk three days later, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and there was a calm light in his eyes.