Teng Li opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were dull and bloodshot, his lips trembled and his teeth clenched.
Wang Lin drew a complicated symbol in the void with his right hand, and a drop of blood popped out from his fingertips. The symbol flashed red when it encountered the blood, and it was printed on Teng Li's forehead.
Suddenly, the vine snorted, and the body twitched more violently, and the muscles of the whole body squirmed strangely, gathering frantically toward the chest from all parts of the body.
Before long, Teng Li's body quickly withered visible to the naked eye, and all the muscles and meridians gathered in the chest to form a huge ball of flesh.
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he flipped his right hand to play a magic trick again. With a bang, the meat ball detached from the body of the rattan and floated in the air. At this time, the rattan was already skin and bones, like a skeleton.
Wang Lin took a deep breath, expelled a breath of spiritual energy, and blended into the meat ball. The meat ball quickly shrank, and after a long time, it became the same size as the previous blood cell.
At this time, Wang Lin showed a tired look on his face. He pulled out a spirit gourd, took a big sip, closed his eyes and vomited. After a short time, he opened his eyes and pointed a finger at his body.
Suddenly, there was a loud popping sound, and the bones of Teng Li's body broke every inch, turned into bone meal, exuded from the skin, and condensed together to form a bone ball.
The three small fist balls of blood, flesh and bone, and the finished words are arranged, exuding a strange light.
"This master-removal method requires the blood, flesh, bone, soul, and roots of the furnace to be removed, and the furnace cannot be allowed to die in the process of blood, flesh, and bone. It is too cruel." Wang Lin sighed and murmured. Talk to yourself.
"What's this? The man in the magical way of the country where the old man lives, and even the magic of taking the pill, is cruel. Not only is the furnace painful, the caster also has to endure unimaginable pain, at the cost of shortening the lifespan. There is a success rate of less than one percent." Situ Nan said unhurriedly.
Wang Lin was silent for a while, tightening his mind, pointing to the vine with his right hand, and muttering words in his mouth. Gradually, his speech speed became faster and faster, and his hands changed his skills. The fleshy body spread out, becoming thicker and thicker.
I don't know how long it took, the white qi was already thick to the limit, and they merged together to form a vague figure. Upon closer inspection, it was vaguely visible that the villain's facial features were no different from Teng Li.
The little man's eyes were blank, and his whole body trembled, as if the wind would dissipate. Gradually, the dazed expression faded, he stared at Wang Lin, his eyes showed resentment, and he opened his mouth and let out a few silent roars.
Without blinking, Wang Lin flipped his right hand and shot a red light. The villain seemed to be very afraid of the red light, and turned around and fled, but within three feet of his body, he seemed to be an invisible cage. No matter how to escape, they all rushed out three feet.
Seeing that he could not escape at last, the villain flashed sharply on his face, rushing towards the red light.
Wang Lin was expressionless, and with a wave of his right hand, the red light was like a rope, sparing the villain a few times, binding him, and then the red light shrinking, slowly pulling outward.
Wang Lin knows that the steps of extracting souls must not be sloppy. You must keep your souls intact from the place where your body is trapped, so that you can proceed to the next step of extracting the roots of the soul. Otherwise, although it will not affect the foundation, but you want to If you want to use the other's spiritual roots to change your own system, you can't do it.
The little man showed pain on his face, and was pulled out by the red light little by little, and half of it crossed three feet in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, suddenly the little man's body flashed with yellow light, and the red light rope shattered silently, and the little man immediately retracted back to the place where his three-foot body was sleepy. The yellow light on his body flashed sharply, and the little man flew fast. From fuzzy to solid.
Wang Lin looked gloomy, staring at the villain, pinching his right hand, and was about to cast the spell again. At this time, the villain showed a look of horror on his face and spoke out human words.
"If you kill me, my grandfather won't let you go! His old man is a master at the Nascent Soul Stage, and if you kill me, you will die too."
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, let alone a big breath of spiritual energy, his hands quickly changed the technique, and they kept hitting the spiritual energy, and gradually, the spiritual energy condensed into a thin line.
The look of fear on the little man's face increased sharply, and he said sharply: "My great grandfather already knows that I am in danger, he will be here soon, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin flicked his left hand, and a thin line pierced into Li's body within three feet with a buzzing sound.
The villain screamed and struggled: "Grandpa, help me!" The yellow light on his body flashed violently, suggesting a vague confrontation with Wang Lin.
Without saying anything, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag and threw out an aura gourd. The liquid in the gourd suddenly flowed out and merged into the thin line in an instant. The thin line immediately increased to the thickness of the finger, and he tugged again.
This time, no matter how the yellow light flashed on the villain, it didn't work anymore, and Wang Lin grabbed it out. At the moment of leaving the place where the three-foot body was trapped, the yellow light on the villain immediately dissipated and turned into a cloud of yellow mist, the mist rolled strangely, and a vague figure was concealed in the mist, and the figure was invisible. , I just listened to him eagerly shouting: "Assistant Daoist, I have something to say."
Wang Lin was shocked, and Situ Nan immediately said, “Don’t worry, this is the virtual incarnation of the master of the Nascent Soul Stage. Unlike the external incarnation, this virtual body has no attack power, and he can’t see you, let alone know you. The location just allows you to hear him, and there is a limit to the distance of this virtual body. It seems that this person is not close to this place, so this virtual body is so vague. As for why he appeared, it must be for this. Fuji Li takes good care of him, so he has always left a trace of divine knowledge in his soul."
Without saying anything, Wang Lin pointed to the villain who was trapped by the rope of the spirit weapon. The villain immediately stopped struggling, gradually shrinking, and finally turned into a round ball emitting purple light.
The virtual incarnation of the old lady of the Teng family seemed to notice that the soul of Teng Li was refined, and she screamed, her tone was full of resentment, and said gloomily: "You will be cursed if you kill my Teng family. Yuan will find you one day..." After speaking, the yellow light slowly dissipated.
On a mountain tens of thousands of miles away, an old man in a black robe stood on it with a gloomy expression on his face. His eyes flashed, his fists clenched, and he muttered to himself: "Li'er, grandpa I swear, go to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, I will avenge you!" After he finished speaking, he patted his chest with his right hand, spouting a cloud of black blood, and with a stroke of his right hand, it swiftly fluctuated in the blood, a circle of dark red ripples. Ripples downward, turning into countless weird symbols, hovering between heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, a little man emitting purple light rushed out of the old man Tianling, had a meal in the sky, and immediately sat cross-legged in the void.
"Curse, get up!" the villain shouted sharply. Pinching the tactics with both hands, the divine consciousness is transformed into tens of thousands, blending into every symbol.
"Curse, take it!" Seeing it to the naked eye, the old man Yuan Ying was sluggish, obviously shrinking a lot, obviously at the expense of a lot of Yuan Ying Qi. Those symbols that have been integrated into the divine consciousness flash together with a mysterious light, flying one by one into the sky, and they are arranged into a complex formation. This formation fills half of the sky. At this moment, the weather changes and the sky thunders bursts. .
"Curse, turn!" Dazhen in the sky moved and slowly turned, and blood-colored lightning appeared in the array. These lightnings were connected together to form a weird diamond.
"Curse. Hey!" The little man shouted for the last time, shaking the earth, and at the same time he spit out a big mouth of Nascent Soul's breath again, and saw the big formation in the sky turning faster and faster, and the red lightning became more and more composed. The diamond pattern became brighter and brighter, and then, the scope of the large array gradually narrowed, shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, together with the red lightning, all condensed on the diamond pattern.
The pattern slowly fell from mid-air and was printed on the villain's forehead.
A sullen smile appeared on the corner of the little man's mouth, and he said sternly: "Kill my Teng family, and you will be cursed by my Teng Huayuan!"
In the tree hole, four orbs floated in front of Wang Lin. Without saying a word, he shot a few magic tricks at Teng Li's body, one by one, crystal clear light spots floated from Teng Li's body.
These light spots are densely packed, and one-third of them dissipates between the sky and the earth immediately after being separated.
Wang Lin took a deep breath. Knowing that these light spots were the so-called spiritual roots, he quickly spewed out a mouthful of spiritual mist, enveloping the light spots, and swallowed them quickly. Those light spots immediately produced a strong repulsion. In the process of swallowing the spirit mist, another third of the light spots dissipated, and finally only one third was successfully merged by the spirit mist.
At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly lit his forehead, and a purple diamond pattern suddenly appeared.
Wang Lin immediately noticed, raised his hand and touched his forehead, his expression was startled.
Situ Nan immediately exclaimed: "This man is such a big hand, Wang Lin, you are cursed by a master of the Nascent Infant stage at the expense of your life. As long as you enter a certain range of him, he can instantly appear next to you. This person is actually cursed by such clever formations."
Wang Lin stood up abruptly, his expression gloomy, and said, "Is there any way to crack it?"
Situ Nan pondered a little, and smiled triumphantly: "Actually, you don't need to worry too much. According to my analysis, this curse has no offensive power, but only serves as a positioning effect. Although this person's curse is brilliant, Lao Tzu used to specialize I have studied this kind of curse that uses formations to cause spiritual fluctuations between heaven and earth. Although it is impossible to cast it without the physical body, it can still be done to help you destroy the curse.
As long as you are not too close to him, with my help to cover up, he will not find you anyway, don't worry. Hey, Wang Lin, this is actually a chance. I used to accidentally get an ancient mystery, which is to use curses as a bridge for backlash, requiring the caster to have the cultivation base of the pill formation period, plus some spiritual aids. , Once successful, you can get half of the opponent's cultivation base, hey hey, your kid is really lucky. "