When he opened his mouth and swallowed it, the immortal seal turned into a faint golden glow and fell into Wang Lin's mouth, where it was condensed by the thunder power in the soul.
"This thing will be in the soul for a long time, and it will definitely be contaminated with some thunder power!"
After swallowing the seal of immortality, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he patted the storage bag, and immediately flew three purple flags from it. These three small flags were wrapped in each other, and on it, there were bursts of forbidden light flashing. .
The envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace was sealed by Wang Lin along with these three small flags.
Wang Lin pinched the tactics with both hands, and under one finger, immediately the prohibition on the three small flags dissipated. At the moment when they completely disappeared, the envoy from Lei Xian Temple, Yuan Shen, who was sealed inside, immediately rushed out and brought With a strong fear, he will teleport away immediately after appearing.
A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, he patted the storage bag, and immediately the spirit banner flew out, turning into a large black mist that filled the world, and immediately swallowed the soul of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace.
"Friends of Taoism don't want to kill me, I will exchange my life with a heavy treasure. Heavy treasure!"
The envoy of Lei Xiandian screamed, struggling in the black mist, and quickly begged for mercy.
"What a treasure!"
Wang Lin looked cold, and said slowly.
"Luo Tianshi, I know where there is Luo Tianshi. If fellow daoist promises to let me go, I will take you to get it immediately!"
The envoy of Lei Xiandian Yuanshen said immediately.
Wang Lin couldn't see the happiness and anger on his expression, glanced at the soul, pinched the Jue with his right hand, and immediately swallowed the black mist, sealing the soul in the banner of the soul.
"Luo Tianshi..."
Wang Lin pondered for a moment, no longer thinking about it, but instead his gaze fell on the three small flags in mid-air, raised his hand to grab it, and immediately these three small flags fell into his hands, spouting a breath of vitality. After erasing the divine consciousness imprint on this small flag, and after printing his divine consciousness, Wang Lin carefully pondered it.
"This is a rare protective magic weapon!"
After a half-pillar of incense, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, raised his hand to throw out the three small flags, and with a move of his mind, the three small flags immediately swirled around his body, and in a moment, a purple mist vortex filled it, spreading from it. Power, with a certain degree of protection.
Wang Lin's internal vitality revolves. Gushing out of the body and blending into the purple vortex, sudden changes appeared, and the speed of the purple mist vortex was immediately accelerated several times. Not only that, but the mist was thick, spreading almost enveloped Wang Lin's whole body, causing him The figure was completely surrounded.
After three breaths, the fog dissipated, Wang Lin hooked his right hand, and immediately these three small flags were collected in his hand and put back into his storage bag.
"The power of this treasure is acceptable!"
Wang Lin slapped his storage bag, and immediately two more yellow paper charms appeared in his hand.
These two paper talisman, until now, Wang Lin still can't see its effect, after carefully looking at it for a while, Wang Lin put it away.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Lin's eyes showed light, his expression was extremely solemn, and his spiritual consciousness spread. After covering ten miles, it was confirmed that there was no clue, and then it was shot on the storage bag.
Golden light flickered, fairy aura filled, a palm-sized attic appeared on Wang Lin's palm, staring at what was in his hand, even at this moment, Wang Lin still had his heart beating faster, his heart beating, his eyes fell straight. In that attic.
"If I say that this time I am in the realm of Thunder Immortal, the biggest gain is this thing! Collection Pavilion!"
Wang Lin licked his lips. Since he obtained this thing, he has not dared to take it out. After all, this treasure is so precious!
"There, how many celestial arts are there..."
There was a trace of excitement in Wang Lin's eyes, and he was forcibly suppressed after a while.
"With my cultivation base, I can only enter the fourth floor. Even if the female corpse in white has entered the ninth floor, the restrictions cannot be broken, and the inner fairy technique cannot be obtained. Moreover, this thing is too precious, maybe There will be some restrictions on the number of entrances. Right now, this place is not absolutely safe and cannot be easily studied."
Wang Lin suppressed the desire in his heart, took a deep breath, and cautiously put the collection pavilion into the storage bag, but immediately, he hesitated for a moment, then took it out again, and made the collection according to the imprints he learned back then. The pavilion kept shrinking, and in the end, it was only nails.
Then he took out a free storage bag, put the collection pavilion in it, untied his shirt, cut through his chest, and plunged the storage bag into the flesh. Under the rotation of the vital energy, the wound healed quickly.
"So, no one can know where the collection pavilion is!"
Wang Lin touched his chest, smiling at the corners of his mouth.
On his body, there are still several storage bags, which are almost full, all of which are immortal jade. The number of these immortal jade is too large, and they are all obtained from the Thunder Realm.
It took nearly two months for Wang Lin to sort out the gains of the Lei Zhixianjie group.
"It's time to leave!"
Wang Lin stood up, jumped down and flew, the mosquito beast whistling cheerfully. He galloped over, put Wang Lintuo under him, and went straight to the distant building complex.
The thunder frog on the ground rolled its eyelids and leaped its body. Amidst the rumbling of the earth, it jumped out a long way, and followed the mosquito beast below.
As soon as he approached the place where the Xianxuan tribe lived, Wang Lin's expression condensed, and he saw that in a large square in the building complex in front, all the Xianxuan tribe members were kneeling there, even the children and the female relatives were there. .
In the middle of the square, there is a three-foot-sized wooden statue, on which lies a person, it is Tashan!
Ta Shan's complexion was as gray as death, and his eyes were dim, as if he could die at any time, and the dense aura of death permeated his body, which was obviously already dead.
Seeing this scene, Wang Lin was silent. As early as two months ago, Wang Lin could see that the tower mountain was already exhausted and the lamp was dry. On the tower mountain, the slave talisman was very powerful. This kind of slave talisman, It is left in the blood of the inheritance and cannot tolerate resistance from others.
Tashan, it can be said that he was the first anti-pit, but the price was the backlash of the rune mark of the whole body, and he could not continue to survive at all.
He persisted for two months, but today, it has come to an end and can no longer survive.
Beside Tashan, the old ancestor of the Xianxuan clan looked at Tashan dumbfounded with a look of sorrow, and two lines of tears were left behind.
"Grandson..."
The old man said softly. He hasn't spoken this name for a long time.
The surrounding area was quiet, but there was a strong sadness permeating, all the people of the tribe, all looking at Tashan, sorrow was revealed in the silence.
"Tower Mountain..."
"Tower Mountain..."
A whisper was heard from the population of the Xianxuan tribe. Gradually, the voices merged together to form a discourse. This is the only voice in the hearts of the entire Xianxuan clan at this moment.
"Tower Mountain!"
In their hearts, Tashan is the hero of the Xianxuan clan. When no one can fight the immortal slave talisman, only Tashan, with its unyielding attitude, proves to all the people that the slave talisman is not irresistible!
Although, the price of resistance is life...
Tashan was in a trance at this moment, his dim eyes looked at the sky, vaguely, as if he had returned to his childhood, listening to the people of his tribe who kept talking in his ears.
"The immortal is the lord of our clan. Everyone in my Xianxuan clan must dedicate to the immortals in their entire lives. This is our mission and our pride... We are the angels of the immortals in this world... This is us Glory!"
The corner of Tashan's eyes left tears, he hated, hated the injustice of the world, hated all the immortals!
Wang Lin fell from the air and stood on the edge of the square, silent.
The old man looked at Tashan, gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around, looked at the people around him, with his vicissitudes of life, said loudly: "People, Tashan is right, for generations, we guard this place, in exchange for it. What is it! It is the fog beast, the fog beast that killed many people of my clan! And all this is caused by the fairy. In the eyes of the fairy, we are just the food that feeds the fog beast!"
It was quiet all around, all the people of the tribe, looking at the old man in silence, in their body, there is a power, brewing, accumulating...
"Tashan once told me that the immortals are no longer there, and the immortal world that year has collapsed... This matter, I have been concealing this matter after hearing about it, and I didn't tell the tribe, but today, I want to say it!"
A strange light appeared in the old man's eyes, which was an almost crazy look.
As soon as his words came out, all the people in the surrounding clansmen were suddenly shocked. This news shocked them extremely, and the brewing power in their bodies quickly climbed.
"My dear, I'm right!"
The old man's gaze fell on Wang Lin on the edge of the distance.
At this moment, everyone around them all looked at Wang Lin, waiting for his answer. Since Wang Lin killed the immortal two months ago, the word "En Gong" has been uttered from the old man's mouth.
Wang Lin was silent. After a while, he nodded and slowly said: "The fairy world has collapsed, and the fairy is no longer there. Even if there is, it is extremely rare!"
"The immortal world collapsed, and the immortal treated our clan like this, why don't we resist! Even if we die, we must be like Tashan, dead with dignity!"
The old man was excited and drank.
His voice, in the vicissitudes of life, carried a force that went straight to the soul, and impacted all the people around him. When the people raised their heads, their eyes showed light. It was a look that resisted to the end. It was a kind of preferring to die. Never become someone else's slave anymore, and become the firmness of the fog beast's food!
"Rebel!"
One of the people clenched his fists and said in a low voice. After him, more and more voices sounded.
"Rebel!"
"Rebel!"
One by one voices one after another, in the end, almost formed a storm!
In silence, Wang Lin looked at Tashan. For a long time, he whispered: "I can make him immortal!"
Although his voice was soft, it fell in the ears of the Xianxuan people around, especially the old man. His body trembled and his eyes burst with excitement. He stepped forward, stopped ten feet in front of Wang Lin, and knelt on the ground with tears. She shed, trembled: "Benevolence, this is true!"
Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "There is a 50% certainty! However, once my magical powers succeed, Tashan will not die, but he will become an unconscious puppet. Whether he can finally regain consciousness depends on himself. "