The monk surnamed Chen had a silver needle in front of him, and each needle flashed with blue light. He pinched the formula with both hands, and a huge phantom immediately appeared outside of his body. Lin behind.
The monk surnamed Song contained a yin and yang picture on his hands. When he threw it, lightning flashed through it, making a crackling sound. A strong heaven and earth power filled it, causing the yin and yang picture to flash toward the king. Forest.
Behind the picture, the other person squeezed the weird mark with his right hand, and immediately a phantom of long silk hair appeared. As soon as this hair was released, it naturally possessed coercion, and a large green mist was emitted.
Finally, the monk surnamed Lu who lost his body, opened his mouth and spouted a small fan of crystal light. After taking it out, he waved it, and spouted out the spirit of the soul, and suddenly a purple flame filled the surroundings and turned into six fire dragons. . Roaring and scattered, trying to surround Wang Lin and prevent him from escaping.
The three of them were already blushing, each holding the idea that they must kill Wang Lin and obtain the ninth level of immortality. They were extremely fast, with various magical powers and magic weapons, quickly approaching Wang Lin, almost in an instant. Immersive.
At this moment, Wang Lin still had a trance in his eyes, and there were all kinds of incredible changes in his mind. When the three magical powers and magic weapons appeared, he almost subconsciously turned his back to the three and raised his right hand. Muttered in his mouth: "Hufeng!"
As soon as this statement was made, a black wind appeared above Wang Lin's right hand. The wind was huge in an instant, forming a whistling, and immediately spreading. At this moment, the sky was dark, as if you had to retreat in this black wind. generally.
The whole earth trembled suddenly, and a strong breath filled the world. All this is because of the black wind! Because of this magic! It seems that the earth has a memory of this technique, as if the sky had been defeated by this technique.
At the moment when the black wind appeared, the immortal emperor's technique, which had been gone for countless years, came to this world!
This wind appeared. Without any pause, he went straight to the three people behind Wang Lin.
The silver needle magic weapon of the monk surnamed Chen, as soon as it touched the wind, without the slightest resistance, it immediately shattered. As for the illusory figure on his body, the moment the finger was pressed, the black wind Blowing, as if blowing out the candlelight, the illusory figure immediately disintegrated.
"This is the ninth-level fairy technique!"
The monk surnamed Chen showed fear in his eyes, and his scalp was numb. In his eyes, this black wind seemed to be a deadly wind, which made his mind shake, and unexpectedly a kind of irresistible appeared, as if facing the mighty sky. feel.
Without any hesitation, he quickly turned around and fled, and even teleported out immediately, but even if it teleported. When the black wind blew, his body trembled in the same way, appeared from the teleportation, his eyes were dim, and his body collapsed with a bang.
Its primordial spirit is like a fire, blown by the black wind and extinguished...
All this was accomplished in a flash. Except for the monk surnamed Chen, the magic weapon of the monk surnamed Song is even more so. The Yin and Yang map collapsed instantly, and his body, when the black wind blows, he immediately gave up his body in amazement. , Yuanshen quickly escaped.
As for the monk surnamed Lu who lost his body, the fan in his hand was blown by the black wind, and it also collapsed. He was originally the body of the primordial spirit, and the frightened soul flew away at this moment, and quickly retreated.
At this moment, the black wind suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared before. Wang Lin no longer tranced in his eyes, but showed clarity.
"It turns out that this is Xianshu Hufeng!"
He took a deep breath, his complexion was extremely pale, he turned and took a step forward, took a photo of the storage bag, and immediately the soul flag appeared, and it turned into a black mist with a shake. Chasing the monk surnamed Lu.
As for himself, his eyes showed cold light, and when he vomited in his mouth, a grain of sand flew out and turned into a big seal, chasing the soul of the monk surnamed Song, and almost instantly the big seal caught up with him, and slammed toward the earth. Smashed.
The monk surnamed Song screamed, and the spirit of the soul uttered a lot of energy, and he immediately wilted, with fear in his eyes, and he was about to continue to flee, when the karma kun whip appeared, and under one roll, the soul of this person was wrapped up. It was directly caught by Wang Lin.
"Xu Taoist friend is merciful, Song knows his mistake, he knows his mistake!"
Ignoring the request of the monk surnamed Song, Wang Lin's eyes flickered with cold light. With a pinch, the monk surnamed Song's Yuanshen immediately collapsed, turned into a mass of Yuanli, and was swallowed by Wang Lin in one mouthful.
Huge vitality runs in the body. Wang Lin's complexion was no longer as pale and bloodless as before. He exhaled deeply and shook his body, catching up with the monk surnamed Lu who was trapped by the soul flag.
With a big hand, the Kunji whip flew out immediately, pumping a few times in the black mist that the soul flag turned into, and finally the soul flag shook, and then the inner soul was incorporated into it. Wang Lin's eyes were cold. The big hand grabbed the soul flag and took out the primordial spirit of the monk surnamed Lu.
"If you kill me. The Lu family is at odds with you!"
The monk surnamed Lu screamed, but the voice did stop abruptly. Wang Lin crushed his soul, turned it into power, and swallowed it in one bite.
His complexion was slightly ruddy, but still pale, and he did not hesitate to go deep into the spirit flag again with his big hand, and when he took it out, he appeared the first person in black who was killed here.
After being crushed, it turned into Yuanli and was swallowed by Wang Lin again.
After swallowing three primordial spirits in a row, Wang Lin immediately sat down cross-legged and breathed in.
After a long time, his complexion gradually returned to normal, but despite this, there was still a trace of paleness. Wang Lin opened his eyes and exhaled a suffocating breath.
The breath he exhaled, it turned out black, which was extremely shocking.
"What a powerful immortal technique! I just realized it a little bit. After it was cast, I couldn't control it. The energy consumed by this immortal technique was so great that it almost absorbed all the energy contained in the extreme realm in my body. If not extremely fast Supplement, the consequences are unimaginable! It’s just that, no matter how you look at this technique, it doesn’t look like an immortal technique. It’s not an exaggeration to say that it is magic power! In addition, the vitality required for this technique is too great... If you want to use this technique, It is necessary to have several primordial spirits in the realm of Yin, Deficiency and Yang."
Wang Lin stood up, took the storage bags of the few killed, looked back at the collection pavilion, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that this pavilion can't be taken away... Otherwise, I'm afraid that with the power of the four big families, I have taken out the immortal world a long time ago. But I put this thing here, but I am not reconciled, if I can take it away..."
While pondering, Wang Lin's eyes flashed suddenly, and he thought of when he was in the painting. Words heard.
"Xiaoyaozi opened painting for the first time in the collection of Fairy Pavilion..."
Wang Lin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he thought of the handprints of the boy under the tree in the painting.
"When I used this handprint before, I felt the attic tremble..."
Wang Lin was shocked, his body swayed, and he immediately went outside the attic of the collection.
He took a deep breath, pinched the tactics with both hands, and imprinted the mark of the boy he had learned before. In an instant, the four-cornered collection pavilion immediately emitted bursts of light. In Wang Lin's eyes, the pavilion became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into the palm of his hand. Generally, at the moment when Wang Lin Yinjue is finished, it flies to the palm of his hand.
Staring at the collection pavilion in his heart, with Wang Lin's determination, he couldn't help but laugh, and the joy in his laughter was extremely strong!