"Fairy unicorn!!" The little old man saw Wang Lin actually let out a unicorn, and he cried out inwardly, then he saw the unicorn's gaze again, and he was even more surprised.
Looking at the immortal grains that rushed away, they all trembled at the moment when the unicorn appeared, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, they made a sharp cry with a trembling sound, they did not hesitate, and immediately turned around and fled.
Not only these immortal grains in the sky, but even the monks on the ground, were trembling at this moment, as if they were enduring great pain. The blue lines on their eyebrows were revealed, and they quickly shrank into a cluster, condensing a little.
Seeing those immortal grains were about to flee, the unicorn squirted an invisible breath between his nose, and raised his head and roared. This sound seemed to contain a strange power, and all the immortal grains around suddenly trembled. He didn't dare to run anymore.
As soon as the Qilin stepped on his four feet, he came to the side of the fairy grain in mid-air. After inhaling, all the fairy grain was immediately sucked into the Qilin's mouth and transformed into a gas that was extremely tonic for the fairy beast.
In this scene, the little old man was dumbfounded.
Qilin stretched out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth. With a sway of his huge head, he stared at the green group on the ground between the monks' brows. Obviously, it was not full.
The short old man looked ugly, and quickly took another thing from the storage bag. This was a brush. The brush was crystal clear, but the tip of the brush was white, as if it had never been dyed with ink.
As soon as this thing appeared, it immediately exuded a majesty! Under this majesty, even the unicorn couldn't help but show shock in his eyes.
After he took it out, he stared at Wang Lin ferociously, and shouted: "Little Wang Lin, since you know Xianliang, you can know what is in the hands of the old man!"
Wang Lin condensed his eyes without speaking, but patted his storage bag. The shooting car immediately flew out and landed on the side of the car. After the real inheritance, the shortcoming of its slow opening time has disappeared.
"Forgive you for not knowing this thing, the old man tells you, this thing is what the old man carried when he was in the immortal world, and it was used by the old man to inspire the monks of the lower realm! The old man really thinks that your cultivation is not easy, so if you don't give it to me immediately Open, if it's too late, the old man is really going to make a move!"
Shouted the little old man.
Wang Lin looked at the old man and slowly said, "You don't need to let me leave a few times. Wang has already seen that although you are in the middle stage of the aspiration, just like those immortal guards, you don't have any vitality in your body!"
The biggest secret in the little old man's heart was uttered by Wang Lin. He turned into anger. He swiped the brush forward in his hand and sprayed a mouthful of blood. With the tip of the pen, he directly drew a rune.
As soon as this rune appeared, a mighty force was immediately uploaded from it.
Wang Lin's gaze, for the first time, showed surprise, but this surprise turned into fiery in an instant!
He stared straight at the rune, his gaze moved, and landed on the brush, the heat in his eyes was immediately replaced by an unimaginable surprise!
This rune, Wang Lin is no stranger, it is exactly the same as the rune he encountered on the road to respect the dragon outside the fairy mansion!
He has studied this rune many times, and after sketching it, he has no magical powers, and he has never been able to achieve the amazing effect of the original four strokes. This is a pity in his heart.
But at this moment, I saw this rune again from the hands of the little old man. Although the rune was just a stroke, it was actually drawn and possessed powerful power!
Wang Lin's eyes trembled in the heart of the little old man who looked at him. This look is not unfamiliar to him. When the unicorn saw the immortal grain he threw out just now, he had almost exactly the same look.
At this moment, Wang Lin showed a fighting spirit that he had never had since stepping here. He pointed a finger at the car, and shouted in his mouth: "Thunder Beast!"
Suddenly bursts of thunder and lightning came from the sky. Electric lights fell from the sky and directly landed on the Sacrifice. At the same time, in the lightning, the thunder beast with silver horns and body like a unicorn appeared in the lightning.
As soon as it appeared, it immediately roared to the sky, and rushed into the sky in unison, causing the sky to blast with thunder, and the entire sky was instantly shrouded by lightning.
At this moment, the unicorn on the side also roared immediately. Although its voice did not have the power of thunder beasts, it was not weak. This roar actually shook the youth in the eyebrows of all the monks around them from their bodies. It turned into a bunch of green silk, which was directly swallowed by the unicorn.
At this moment, the rune drawn by the brush also flickered out and went straight to Wang Lin.
At this moment, the Lei Beast roared and stepped forward. Sky thunders descended from the sky in an instant, forming a shocking scene like electric rain. A series of thunder and lightning, rumbling from the sky, all fell on the rune.
Although this rune is extremely powerful, the little old man seems to only know this stroke, unable to exert the true power of the rune, and watched the rune gradually collapse under the endless thunder and lightning!
After a while, the little old man trembled. He was scared and said nothing. Turn around and run!
In the past hundreds of years, he has been domineering since an adventure that year, controlling a large number of monks with immortal grain, but he is cautious, and it can even be said that he is timid and never provokes monks above aspirations. And the demon man of the demon commander level.
His timidity is innate, and his strength clearly reached the Dzogchen in the late stage of the infant change very early, but he did not have the courage to attack the aspiration.
He is afraid of death!
However, this kind of caution, after the number of his fairy guards reached ten, was gradually left behind by him, and he began to make frequent moves, constantly catching the monks and returning them to integrate with the broken jade, hoping to train them again. Xianwei level master.
"What the hell is this damn Wang Lin? How could he be so strong, damn it, if I can escape this catastrophe, I must pinch to death the monk who sent this person's information back in the Ancient Demon City!"
The little old man fled, cursing crazily in his heart.
Wang Lin's eyes showed a strong fire, even if he tried his whole body's immortal power, he would never let the little old man run away. His eyes were red at the moment. This redness was not caused by the killing, but was aroused by the magic weapon of the old man.
In Wang Lin's eyes, this old man is simply a mobile treasure house. Wang Lin is very puzzled. This person has such a magic weapon in his body. Why has no one grabbed it for so many years.
He didn't know that this little old man's timidity and cautiousness has only become more courageous in the last few decades. In the past, this old man often chose some small disciples to catch monks. It was only recently that he dared to take action against some martial sects, catching the blue disciples of the Heavenly Fate Sect, this was an extremely bold performance by this little old man.
Although this little old man said that his cultivation was in the middle stage of the aspiration, he was also improved by a special method. In this way, he could still fight against some weak early stage aspiration cultivators, but if he encounters Wang Lin, he can fight against it. The monks who really aspire to the middle stage are really insignificant!
In addition, although his magic weapons are strong, he can use almost none of these magic weapons.
The little old man quickly escaped. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the era when he was a late-stage infantile monk before he had that adventure.
In his anger, he cursed Wang Lin viciously, but immediately, a black glow whizzed out behind him, and the old man quickly drew runes with a brush in his hand to block Wang Lin's magical powers.
Then the right foot stomped fiercely, and a thick fire burst out from the whole body. The fire was extinguished in an instant, but the figure of this person disappeared.
The red light in Wang Lin’s eyes grew thicker and stronger. Although this little old man had poor other skills, his supernatural powers for fleeing were endless. In half an hour, this person had used it no less than ten times to make Wang Lin one of them. The supernatural powers of staying.
Right now, it is the eleventh type of escape magic that is completely different from before!
Wang Lin sneered, and moved out as soon as he shook his body. His divine consciousness swept away. He immediately found the figure of the little old man 30,000 miles away.
The flames of the old man dissipated, he was flying fast, and suddenly his face was bitter. In the distance in front of him, Wang Lin's figure stepped directly out of the void and came straight to him.
The old man's eyes showed hesitation, as he gritted his teeth, he suddenly threw the brush in his hand toward the distance. The brush fell into the void, and ripples appeared, actually penetrating the void, and he was about to flee away.
After the old man threw the brush, he immediately pinched the formula with both hands, and suddenly a golden breath burst out of his body, covering his whole body, and immediately rushed out, the speed was a hundred times faster than before!
"Wang Lin Xiaoer, that fairy pen is a real fairy thing, falling into nothingness. If you want to find it again, it will be difficult!"
The voice of the little old man came slowly from a distance.
Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, his right hand grabbed the storage bag, the fairy sword and the black scimitar flew out, and Xu Liguo transformed from it. He knew his intentions without waiting for Wang Lin's command, and after a arrogant sound, he walked around the black knife. He said excitedly: "Little Heizi, speed! Speed! Let me catch up with that brush!"
The black knife flashed and lost its shadow, leading Xu Liguo directly into the void.
Wang Lin stepped forward, and the big shifting technique came out, chasing the little old man.
When the old man was running away, he noticed Wang Lin was chasing again, and he immediately cried out in mourning, and cried out in his heart: "He...what does he want, I threw away my fairy pen, why don't you let me go!"
He sensed that Wang Lin was approaching at an extremely fast speed, and the old man gritted his teeth again, slapped his storage bag, a net with cyan light, and was taken out by him.
"Compared with the magic lock pen, I have weaker control over this bundle of immortal nets. I have never used this net against an enemy. I beg you to bind the immortal nets. This time, you... you must recognize it. Knowing the enemy, I rescued you back then, and if we can meet, it is fate, right! You must not tie me this time!"
The little old man murmured to himself, this bundle of fairy nets, if he had nothing to do, he really didn't want to use it. This net seemed to him too weird.
Since he got it, he used it once when there was no one to see what power it had, but he didn't expect that this net would actually tie him up. This bundle lasted three days.
After that, he hesitated for a long time, unwilling to use it again, trembling, and finally tied himself for three days. Only when it was used for the third time, did he tie up a piece of wood for his experiment.