With a swipe of the huge sword that was transformed into the sky, all the thunderballs immediately moved with it, and suddenly cut down with a roar.
Situ Nan didn't wait for Wang Lin's command, but immediately cursed a few words, leading Wang Lin to teleport again, and appeared thousands of feet away.
Teng Li frowned, snorted coldly, and pointed at Feijian with his right hand. Feijian quickly turned around and landed at its feet, leading him to chase out quickly.
Two Changhongs, one after another, went through the air. Hundreds of disciples of the Fuji family chased for a while. In the end, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the two in front, and they had no choice but to stop.
The more Fuji Li chased, the more shocked his heart was. With his cultivation base in the later stage of foundation building, his speed was already extremely fast, but the kid in front of him teleported out every time he was about to catch up.
The more the opponent is like this, the heavier the murderous intent in Teng Li's eyes. Teleport is a spell unique to the masters of the Nascent Soul stage. When Teng Li wanted to come, the other party must have a magic weapon.
Thinking of this, he added his lips, the idea of killing people and stealing treasures, even more serious.
He and Chen Zhong, the big disciple of the Jimo old man, are close friends. A few days ago, he received the voice of Feijian from the other side and asked him to help chase and kill the two people.
This tiger combined with an outsider to kill the master. At the moment his fifth junior brother died, the old man of Jimo immediately noticed that Zhang Hu didn't know that besides the poison in his body, there was also a secret technique used by the old Jimo to control his disciples. The old man of Jimo immediately knew everything about the day when he used the secret technique to cast the spell. In his anger, he used the secret technique to calculate that the other party was currently in Tengjiacheng, so he sent Chen Zhong out to capture the two of Zhang Hu.
Chen Zhong was too far away, so he Feijian passed the book to Teng Li and asked the other party to stop him.
This Fuji Li checked and found that Zhang Hu was indeed in the Fuji family city, and the person walking with him was obviously an accomplice, so the previous thing happened.
Originally, he just raised his hand to help a little bit, but now, Fuji Li has made up his mind to kill Wang Lin anyway and seize his teleportable treasure.
Thinking of this, he was faster and chased up.
Wang Lin drank a big mouthful of spiritual energy liquid, his face flashed sharply, and he opened his mouth to exhale a green light. As soon as this green light came out, the surrounding blood was immediately filled with breath.
Then the green light flashed and shot back quickly. Wang Lin kept walking and flew forward quickly.
Fuji Li could see clearly from behind, he didn't care about the green light at all, sneered, right index finger point, and suddenly a thunderball appeared and rushed towards the green light.
At the moment when it collided with the green light, it exploded with a boom.
Teng Li glanced contemptuously and withdrew his gaze, but at this moment, three feet away in front of him, a green light flashed suddenly, pierced quickly, and slammed his body with a bang, Teng Li's white clothes immediately turned into Flying ash, revealing a pair of golden inner armor.
The green light stabbed and was blocked by the inner armor, immediately turned around and flashed, disappearing without a trace.
Wang Lin sighed secretly, and with a wave of his right hand, the small green sword appeared between his fingers, and he fleeed again without turning his head.
Sweat was secreted from Teng Li's forehead. The scene just now was too dangerous. Even if he was stabbed by a flying sword, he would definitely be seriously injured even if he was stabbed by a flying sword. , He is very likely to lose his life on the spot after being stabbed.
Teng Li touched the close-fitting inner armor his grandfather gave him, secretly crying out luck, but the idea of chasing Wang Lin became more determined. This wonderful flying sword, little guy, all these things on you belong to me."
Three days later, on a desert, Wang Lin looked dusty, drank the Reiki liquid in a gourd, and muttered to himself bitterly: "The Reiki liquid is no longer enough. If this continues, it will be used up soon. You must Replenish as soon as possible."
"Boy, the old man is going to do it, the number of teleports in these three days is too much, and my Nasal Infant essence is seriously depleted." Situ Nan's voice was extremely weak.
Wang Lin turned his head and looked into the distance with a ray of murderous intent in his eyes. He said coldly: "He's chasing it again." As he said, he slapped his storage bag, and a small green sword suddenly appeared.
The little sword has a slightly darker gloss, and there are some scratches on it. In the past three days, Wang Lin threw the small sword several times, but after Teng Li was vigilant, it became more difficult to sneak attacks, especially the inner armor of the opponent, which has strong resistance, even the sharp edge of the small sword. , And can't pierce a half point.
After the flying sword was sacrificed, Wang Lin swept away his spiritual consciousness and stared at the west. There was an endless forest with a purple-black mist hovering over the forest, making it difficult to see the details.
After pondering for a moment, Wang Lin turned and flew towards the west without saying a word. He came out of the forest in a blink of an eye. Without blinking, he landed quickly and rushed into the forest.
Wang Lin knew well that his aura liquid was almost used up, and Situ Nan's teleportation had already been exhausted. If he continued to fly in the sky, he would sooner or later be overtaken by the opponent.
It's better to give up flying and walk in the jungle. Although I don’t know why there is that strange fog above the forest, he swept away the fog just now and found that the consciousness is like a person in the mud, and the range of movement is reduced to that. Only tens of feet.
Soon after Wang Lin entered the forest, a long rainbow burst through the air, hovering around the forest, and then fell to the ground, revealing the golden vines all over his body. The vines were slightly tired at this time, and they continued to fly for three consecutive days. , The consumption of spiritual power is too great, if it were not for the pill to replenish spiritual power in his storage bag, I am afraid that he would have turned around and stopped chasing.
But the magic weapon in the opponent's hand has been entangled in his heart, making him want to catch up and kill Wang Lin immediately, grab his treasure, and one more thing, when Teng Li first started chasing, he didn't expect it to be so difficult, even if it was the opponent. When he cast the teleport spell, although he was frightened, the opponent didn't even build the foundation under the secret path. Flying for a long time will definitely lose his spiritual power. With his strength in the later stage of foundation building, even if it is grinding, he can grind the opponent. die.
So after chasing all the way, he was not in a hurry, waiting for the opponent's spiritual power to be exhausted, planning to slay Wang Lin with one sword.
But this thought was completely thrown away on the second day of the pursuit. Instead of slowing down, the opponent's speed was getting faster and faster. This made him puzzled. With his observation, he gradually became more and more confused. Shocked.
He often saw the other party take out a gourd, and every time he finished drinking the liquid in the gourd, the speed would obviously increase. He had seen this scene countless times along the way.
The idea of killing Wang Lin became even more serious.
Teng Li stood outside the forest, his eyes flickering, with a slight hesitation, he secretly said: "This wild jungle is quite mysterious, and it is surrounded by mist all year round. Even Grandpa said, don’t enter this place lightly. To chase or not to chase..."
After a moment of hesitation, Teng Li gritted his teeth, the magic weapon in the opponent's hand made him make up his mind, and rushed in without a word.
In the forest, there are towering old trees, and ten thousand trees are vying for prosperity. The ground is covered with dead branches and rotten leaves. Many reptile poisons such as centipedes and snakes flash past. There are huge thousand-year-old giant trees everywhere, all kinds of exotic flowers and grasses are everywhere, and countless animals and birds of prey sometimes meet and tear each other. Dou, in addition to the foul smell emanating from the rotting leaves and biological corpses, this smell gradually accumulates over time, turning into a miasma that can kill people invisible.
This place is surrounded by mist all year round, the heavenly giant trees grow strangely, and there are countless powerful fierce beasts that are comparable to the Nascent Soul stage.
Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness dispersed, and his body quickly shuttled through the jungle. Suddenly Situ Nan shouted anxiously: "Stop, stop!"
Wang Lin stopped instantly.
"What the hell is this place? How can there be blue-line vines? Damn, this thing is a small shattered plant. There used to be several second-level cultivation nations that were destroyed by blue-line vines." Situ Nan breathed a sigh and said. .
"Blue line vine?" Wang Lin was startled.
"There is a cane in front of you, and there are blue lines on the cane... Huh? No, this is not a blue line vine, strange... Wang Lin, this should be the initial young branch of the blue line vine. The power may not be as great as the rumors, but You'd better go around the mature blue thread vine, but it is the nightmare of the cultivator below the alchemy stage. This thing is extremely sensitive to blood. Every time a cultivator is swallowed, it will evolve. The legendary blue thread that evolves to the ultimate state. Teng, even the masters of the infant transformation stage can't resist it. And this thing is also sensitive to the fluctuations of the magical power, so you must not attack him with spells." Situ Nan said solemnly.
Wang Lin looked around, looking far away on a cane derived from the surface of the giant tree, with a cautious look in his eyes.
This rattan looks very ordinary, except for a thin blue line faintly emerging from the body, it is not much different from other rattans.
Wang Lin groaned a little, and did not follow Situ Nan's words to leave, but slowly stepped forward, without using any spiritual power, carefully pinched the cane with his thumb and index finger, and slowly pulled it out. In the process, he With a highly concentrated expression, he slowly released his hand when he gradually pulled the cane out by about three feet, and withdrew several tens of feet, quickly scratching his fingertips, and a drop of blood flicked on the cane.
After being hit by the blood, the cane was slammed and lifted up like a snake, and then a few blue thread vines protruded from its roots, gathered together and wriggled a few times, and then slowly calmed down to the ground.
Sweat loomed on Wang Lin's forehead, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he quickly left.
Not long after he left, Teng Li chased here. In order to catch up with Wang Lin, he had been walking with magic tricks. He didn't pay attention to the shameless vines on the ground.
Although the divine consciousness is restricted to within a hundred feet in the jungle, he can clearly feel that he is getting closer and closer to Wang Lin, with a sneer on the corners of his mouth, he moves and chases forward, but it is just as he passes over. A few seemingly ordinary rattans suddenly change.