Renegade Immortal

Xu Hao, a sixth-generation disciple of the third-level self-cultivation kingdom Julu Kingdom Ling Wuzong, was sitting on a huge pumice stone, sorting out his spoils of the past few years. At this moment, his voice transmission jade slip suddenly became violent. flash.

Xu Hao frowned slightly, took out the jade slip and placed it on his forehead, and suddenly a hurried voice sounded in his consciousness.

"Come to the 48-degree position in the northwest corner, there is a godless consciousness here!"

The sound transmitter was Ge Yang, a good friend he knew on the battlefield outside the territory. Both of them were cultivation bases in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

After hearing this, Xu Hao's expression changed slightly, followed by a look of ecstasy. Divine consciousness is the most precious thing on the battlefield outside the realm, and it is even rarer than a complete magic weapon.

Only for those powerful cultivators, after the death of the Nascent Soul, and after the Nascent Soul is eliminated, there is a very small chance that a trace of spiritual consciousness will be scattered.

Xu Hao didn't know the specific function of this divine sense, but he clearly remembered that the moment he entered the battlefield outside the territory, the envoy of the superior cultivation country made a list, and the top ten on the list had divine sense.

The items on the list must be turned over after they are obtained, and certain rewards will be given. Thinking of this, Xu Hao felt his heart beating wildly, and without saying a word, he flew towards the northwest corner.

When he came here, there were already many people gathered here. There was a huge hood in the distance. Inside the hood, there was a huge blue light spot that floated in the air. not moving at all.

Xu Hao's eyes showed greedy eyes, and without saying a word, he patted the storage bag, took out a pitch-black fork, and rushed all the way.

Besides, Wang Lin, he quietly waited for the appearance of space cracks. After a long time, within the range of his consciousness, eight cracks suddenly appeared.

Wang Lindi's consciousness immediately penetrated. cut off. Send out the eight senses.

process like this. has been going on. Wang Lindi's consciousness. Fewer and fewer. Send out the consciousness. There have been countless.

extraterritorial battlefield. in these three years. into a madness. Since the sudden appearance of Diwuzhu's consciousness three years ago, Xu and Ge have snatched it away. Let all the extraterritorial battlefield cleanup crew go crazy about it. Is after almost every day. There will always be spiritual consciousness on the battlefield outside the territory.

This consciousness is too much to imagine. This is a weird scene. As usual. It will definitely attract the attention of the higher-level cultivation country. But these three years. The higher-level cultivation country did not send anyone to investigate.

In the extraterritorial battlefield.

Very unstable now. For some inexplicable reason. People inside can't get out. No one from outside can come in.

It comes down to it. The problem is still in the space crack. this decade. The entire extraterritorial battlefield. There are too many cracks in space. Especially several entrance places. It is densely packed and almost countless.

For the powerhouses of the fourth and fifth-level cultivation countries, the answer is that the extraterritorial battlefield is already on the verge of collapse. At this time, even if a Nascent Soul master enters, it is very likely to cause an uncontrollable collapse.

As for asking people from the sixth-level cultivation country to repair it. That price is too high, even knowing that there are a lot of divine consciousness in the outer battlefield, it is still not enough to pay the cost of repairing the land.

And most importantly, there is not only one battlefield outside the territory, it is really unnecessary to repair a battlefield that is about to collapse, so generally speaking, if the battlefield outside the territory is not effective in the reinforcement of spells, the battlefield will be abandoned.

But what makes these powerhouses puzzled is that this battlefield can be used for at least several thousand years, but why has it suddenly deteriorated in just ten years.

They didn't know that the reason for all this, in fact, had to be traced to Wang Lin's head.

The time of the space crack is completely different from the extraterritorial battlefield. After spending a hundred years in the nothingness of the space crack, the extraterritorial battlefield is only one year.

To be precise, the time when Wang Lin hit the crack in the space crack was 7 years to the outside world, but in reality, it was 70 years.

700 years of continuous impact, resulting in the deterioration of the extraterritorial battlefield. Now, no monk of the fourth or fifth level of cultivation country dares to enter this extraterritorial battlefield.

You can only enter by sound transmission, and tell those monks in the third-level cultivation country to cancel this clean-up work, try their best to find spiritual consciousness, and then unify the teleportation array to pick up everyone and leave.

Wang Lin has long forgotten the time, his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, and now he is no longer cutting off his consciousness, but is waiting for a bigger crack to appear.

On this day, within the range of Wang Lin's consciousness, a space crack that was several times larger than before finally appeared. Wang Lin did not hesitate to enter.

Ma Liang took a fancy to a magic weapon. This magic weapon was the same as the Moguang he encountered back then. It was something that could fly automatically. For this magic weapon, Ma Liang was exhausted and chased for three days.

He looked at the flying sword with purple light in front of him with a wry smile, secretly thinking that if the shuttle hadn't been snatched away, he would be able to catch up easily now, and he wouldn't be so tired.

Thinking of the shuttle, Ma Liang couldn't help but think of Moguang. For more than ten years, he had imagined more than once, what magic weapon was in Moguang, and it could be chased by the troll clan, so it must be something Unbelievable magic weapon.

Every time he thinks of this, he can't help but sigh.

"The teleportation channel will not be called early or late, but I will open it when the 50-year deadline is about to expire, but no matter what I say, I can finally go home. In recent years, it has been too dangerous here, and those who suddenly appeared I'm making a fuss with my spiritual sense. When I get this flying sword, I'll go back to the assembly point. Hey, little junior sister, you must wait for me. Don't promise the senior brother. He is a beast with a face and a beast. I'm infatuated with you." Ma Liang muttered in his heart, and continued to chase forward.

"But 50 years have passed, what does the little junior sister look like now? Uh... She practiced the God of War Art. It is said that she has a beauty-preserving effect. She looks like she is in her thirties. If she becomes an old woman, Then I’d better give up, hum, there are dozens of people who came to the Temple of War this time, and only ten people are still alive. When I go back this time, I will be focused on cultivation by the head, and the bottle of pills I got a while ago. Medicine, take one pill and you will stay young forever, even if I go back, I look like a guy in his twenties, what kind of girl will be there, I can't find it." Ma Liang smiled, only feeling that his whole body was full of With the power, the speed seems to be one point faster.

When Ma Liang was complacent, he suddenly flew from a distance to two Changhongs, and they approached Ma Liang in the blink of an eye. One of the Changhongs immediately passed Ma Liang, swayed at the flying sword in front of him, and immediately revealed his figure. The young man in his teens, his eyes were gloomy, he grabbed it with a big hand, grabbed the flying sword and threw it into the storage bag without looking at it, then turned around and stared at Ma Liang gloomily.

At this time, another Changhong also fell, a middle-aged man in black, standing behind Ma Liang, looking at him with a half-smile.

Ma Liang's expression changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "Xu Hao, Ge Yang!" Ma Liang complained from the bottom of his heart. He had seen the other two from a distance before, so he recognized them at a glance. These two are notorious and like to kill people. Treasure.

Ma Liang decisively tore off the storage bag and threw it directly to Xu Hao in front of him, begging: "Two fellow Daoists, all the gains I have gained over the years are here, you can take them, I just want to keep them safe. life."

Xu Hao was stunned for a moment, but he swept away his senses at the mouth of the storage bag, glanced at Ma Liang, and said with a smile, "You are the most spineless I have ever seen, but you are also the most knowledgeable about current affairs, that's all, I'll let you go today, get out! "

Ma Liang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to back away when suddenly his expression changed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, a flying sword pierced through his chest, his body trembled, he clearly felt that life was slowly passing by, he struggled He turned around and stared at Ge Yang, with blood in his mouth, and said vaguely, "You..."

Ge Yang waved his hand, Feijian flew back, and he said coldly, "I didn't say let you go." After he finished speaking, he moved without looking at Ma Liang, and flew into the distance.

Xu Hao shook his head at the dying Ma Liang, got up and followed him. He knew in his heart that it was Ge Yang who hated Ma Liang for giving him the storage bag. Whoever owns the bag belongs to him, and it cannot be contested any more.

If Ma Liang gave Ge Yang the storage bag just now, Xu Hao would do the same.

Ma Liang's consciousness was already blurred, and the figure of the little junior sister appeared in front of him, and gradually closed his eyes. At this moment, a huge space crack appeared next to Ma Liang's body, and a huge spiritual consciousness jumped out and rushed out.

After the consciousness appeared, after a short pause, it immediately got into Ma Liang's body. After a long time, Ma Liang suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes.

The wound on his chest grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon recovered as before, a voice that was extremely cold came from his mouth:

"Teng Huayuan, my Wang Lin is back! Consciousness, return!"

All of a sudden, in the entire extraterritorial battlefield, all of Wang Lin's previous divine consciousness, whether it was in someone else's storage bag, refined in his body, or being robbed, all divine consciousness, at this moment, All trembled.

One after another spiritual consciousness, from various places on the battlefield outside the territory, quickly drilled out of magic weapons, storage bags, and the human body, desperately gathered to the place where Wang Lin was.

Unprecedented panic arises in the hearts of every cultivator who has acquired divine consciousness on the battlefield outside the territory.

(According to the promise, update 6000 words today, summon the monthly pass, the first month of the new book, give some face, okay? The monthly pass is up, you see if I have a conscience, how to repay.)