Wang Lin's eyes flashed. From his point of view, the man didn't have any spiritual power in his body. As for the immortal power, it was impossible for him to exist, but this person could fly, which was obviously extraordinary.
And most importantly, the rune mark on the man's face gave Wang Lin a very familiar feeling. At this moment, seeing the man backing, he dashed forward without thinking, and then chased him up.
When Wang Lin rushed out, the cracks behind him gradually closed completely.
The fear in the man's eyes became more intense, and the rune mark on his face suddenly squirmed as he retreated, immediately extending to the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant, a seven-leaf plant appeared on the center of his eyebrows.
The plant stretched out its leaves, and a strange force immediately enveloped the man's body. Its speed instantly multiplied, and it flickered like a teleport, and the figure disappeared.
Upon seeing this scene, Wang Lin opened his eyes fiercely, and his eyes shone brightly.
"Fairy Remains!"
He is faster, pinches the tactics with his right hand, and the vitality in his body is running. When he shoots in the void, the vitality is diffused and merged into the void, forming a large wave of vitality. Under the disturbance, the air in front of him is twisted for a while, and the man who is moving away in the blink of an eye , Its figure appeared immediately.
Confusion appeared in this person's eyes, but after a while, his pupils shrank and were occupied by fear. In front of him, Wang Lin stepped out, facing him face to face, staring directly at him.
The man shook his body and immediately screamed. Then he moved back. Wang Lin frowned and grabbed the void with his right hand. The backing man's body stiffened, as if an invisible big hand grabbed him and pulled him back. By Wang Lin.
Holding this person, Wang Lin was questioning, but at this moment, his expression changed and he turned to look around, and he saw hundreds of changhong flying out on that continent at this moment. These changhongs were of different colors and exuded a terrible wave. The breath came straight to Wang Lin at an extremely fast speed.
Almost instantly, the hundreds of long rainbows approached, and the light dissipated beyond Wang Lin's Baizhang, turning into a figure that was also wearing coarse cloth.
Among these people, there are no women, all of them are men, and most of them are middle-aged, staring at Wang Lin one by one, with fear hidden in their eyes.
On their faces and exposed limbs, there are rune marks, especially on the eyebrows, and there are more phantoms of plants flickering, but there are many, but the leaves are shrinking. I can't see a few specific pieces.
Among the crowd, an old man walked out with white hair and wrinkles on his face. He looked at Wang Lin. While his eyes were in awe, he was even more excited. He glanced at Wang Lin's right hand.
"The immortal is here, I don't know what is required?"
He looked extremely respectful, his eyes fixed on Wang Lin's right hand, the pattern of animal bones.
Wang Lin's eyes were as usual, but his heart was shocked. With his concentration and thousands of years of cultivation, he could be calm. At this moment, although his heart was shocked, his expression was not showing the slightest.
The name "Shangxian", if it is spoken from the mortal population, is of little significance, but if it is spoken by the people of these immortal survivors, it is very different!
More importantly, Shangxian is not just a respectful name. If he hadn't gone to the collection pavilion, Wang Lin might not think of more, but at this moment, he should not be allowed to think about it.
"Can you see my cultivation level?"
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he said slowly.
The old man nodded, staring at Wang Lin's right hand, his eyes became more excited, and he said, "The eighth-rank upper immortals can be recognized by the lower citizens."
Wang Lin was silent, looking at the old man. The other party claimed to be a civilian, and his eyes fell on his right hand. This made Wang Lin feel a little strange, coupled with the other party’s name and awe-inspiring gaze, a bold idea, It came to his mind.
"Could it be... Could it be that these people didn't know that the immortal world had collapsed... If so, then they must have existed here countless years ago!"
In the silence, Wang Lin flashed his eyes and slowly said, "How long has it been that no fairy has come here!
The old man's expression darkened, and respectfully said: "Since the last immortal encyclical of the Immortal King Xiaoyao fell, many years have passed, and the minions can no longer calculate the specific time."
"Happy..."
Wang Lin suddenly understood why the other party was staring at his right hand before. At this moment, he raised his right hand, revealing the animal bone pattern on the back of his hand, stared at the old man, and said, "You know this thing!"
The old man’s eyes were full of excitement, and he respectfully said: "The magic weapon of the Xiaoyao Immortal King is dry, and the descendants will naturally recognize it! The upper immortal has the magic weapon of the Xiaoyao Immortal King, and he must be a close person. This time, come here, But for Xuan Yin Ding?"
Wang Lin glanced at the old man, did not speak, looked away. Landed on the continent behind him.
The old man hurriedly said respectfully: "It's because the immortal doesn't entertain the people well. The immortal invites it. The immortal fruit has matured a long time ago. The old man will ask someone to take it for the immortal to taste."
Under the guidance of the old man, Wang Lin remained silent and followed. As for the other immortal survivors, they were behind, showing awe, as if they did not dare to get too close.
The person who was captured by Wang Lin before that was also restored to freedom after Wang Lin released his magical powers. He looked at Wang Lin with extreme fear.
Under the leadership of the old man, Wang Lin was getting closer and closer to the mainland. After a while, he had already flown on it, and he saw a green plain in front of him.
At first glance, you can't see the end, but the fragrance of grass brought by the breeze is very pleasant to the heart. The old man did not stop, and respectfully led the way ahead.
In the center of this plain, there is a group of buildings that looks extremely old, scattered and scattered. Although they are not dilapidated, they are filled with vicissitudes of life.
The breath is very weak, but since Wang Lin has fumbled for the soul extraction technique, he is very sensitive to this breath. When he was still a thousand feet away from the building complex, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and his body stopped during the flight. , Looked down.
The grass here does not seem to be much different from the outside, but Wang Lin's understanding of the prohibition. As well as Li Yuan's personal guidance in the Thunder Realm, he learned more about prohibitions, especially some immortal prohibitions.
At this moment, it was obvious at a glance that outside the building complex, there was a large-scale formation restriction.
The old man noticed Wang Lin's gaze and immediately said respectfully: "Shang Xian, this array was laid by the Xian Wang himself to ensure that our clan is not harmed by fog beasts."
Wang Lin didn't know what the fog beast was, he nodded his head and didn't speak, but in his heart, he had a keen interest in this place.
"Xiaoyaozi, the immortal bereaved clan, and what kind of Xuanyin tripod... Here, where is it..."
In Wang Lin's inner thoughts, there was a noise in the distance.