Renegade Immortal

Once the body is fixed, it needs to be used in the most critical place, and it cannot be used in advance to make people wary. Therefore, it must be done in one go. It must be like this before it can be called the unexpected killer. Steel King Lin's lifelong body holding technique will accompany him all the time. For more than a thousand years, every time he made a move, he could achieve miraculous effects. At this moment, Master Ling Dong was seriously injured and was almost on his deathbed. His body suddenly shook, and the red mist roared, completely submerging the last gap, and even more Swallowed Master Lingdong into the mist.

To exchange for the greatest victory at the smallest cost was Wang Lin's principle in his life's fighting. If he had taken away the jade slips before, Master Lingdong's injuries were not as bad as they were now, and he might still be able to escape.

The same principle applies to the Holding Technique. Therefore, Wang Lin wants to fight. He must first injure the opponent to the limit, then at the most critical moment, take away the jade slip and use the Holding Technique to inflict a fatal blow on the opponent. This battle is clean and neat. Wang Lin made a seal with both hands, and in an instant he shot out countless restraints and fell on the red mist. A roaring sound came out from within, and roars and weak roars continued. After a long time, they gradually subsided.

"I'm not afraid of restrictions, but that spiritual energy is obviously extremely powerful when it's sealed like this. It's the most beneficial thing for me to let it compete with the seriously injured spiritual energy." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, all this happened It was all within his calculations. If Ling Dong was not injured, maybe that Ling Ni was not his opponent and would inevitably be injured in the battle.

But right now, it fits Wang Lin's calculations very well.

Wang Lin's right eye flashed with thunder, and a thunder map appeared, floating above the thousand-foot mist. The thunder roared, and lightning struck continuously, connecting into a network.

The flames in the left eye flashed out fiercely, surrounding the thousand-foot mist, forming a sea of ​​fire. As it burned, it merged with the thunder and launched a tight blockade.

After doing this, Wang Lin put his right hand at the center of his eyebrows, and the Ancient God Star point between his eyebrows suddenly rotated, and the Emperor's Furnace came out in a mighty manner, covering the thousand-foot mist.

Wang Lin made a mark with both hands, and the Emperor's Furnace started refining. Looking at the mist, Wang Lin's eyes flickered. The Emperor's Furnace is a magic weapon of the ancient gods and royal family. In addition to its powerful defense, the more important thing is that it is one of the refining tools. This furnace does not refine elixirs or treasures. What it refines is the slave of the Ancient God. After doing this, Wang Lin did not continue to stare at the mist, but walked straight towards the two pieces sealed together in the distance. At the ancient resting leaf, he waved his right hand in the air, and two leaves flew towards him.

"I didn't expect that Master Lingdong actually got an ancient breath leaf... I just don't know where he got it from." Wang Lin separated the two leaves, holding the one that belonged to Master Lingdong, and his spiritual consciousness burst out It turns out that in the previous volume, the power of the ancient gods was even more contained, but it dispersed the agile divine consciousness. After all, it belonged to the ancient clan, and it was impossible for outsiders to truly grasp it.

After leaving his aura of the Ancient God, Wang Lin carefully put away the two leaves. This treasure was of great use to him. In some cases, it could even be compared with the Dingwu Technique. With a glance, Wang Lin looked towards The two-thousand-foot-sized dark red tomb platform hanging in mid-air swayed.

Just stepped on the stage.

"Before this Ling Dong said that the second-level tomb platform must be this thing... I just don't know what the use of this tomb platform is..." Wang Lin frowned and squatted down to examine it carefully.

After a while, Wang Lin's eyes narrowed and he saw some clues.

On the surface of the stage, under the dark red color that looked like blood, there were many lines of writing. Wang Lin knew everything at a glance. They were clearly the monks who had entered this place. The numbers on the foreheads of each of them transformed into symbols. Wang Lin clearly remembered that when his group of people were fighting for the platform, the monks who died would not have the numbers on the eyebrows even if their bodies collapsed. It will dissipate and turn into runes floating there.

When he saw this scene, he didn't figure out the clues behind it, but now, seeing the platform, he understood everything.

"The runes marked by the number of that life are integrated into the platform, which can advance the platform..." Wang Lin murmured, lowered his head and scanned it. There were 589 Fuwen marks on the platform.

In this sealed place, more than a dozen Umbrella monks have died before. Although these people are dead, the number marks between their eyebrows have turned into faintly visible runes, floating in this world.

Even the previous red mist storm did not destroy these runes. In addition, Master Ling Dong and the middle-aged scribe were eager for the treasure, so they did not have time to collect it.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he raised his sleeve with his right hand and swept it across. Suddenly, more than a dozen runes came straight towards him. After carefully examining them, Wang Lin waved these runes towards the platform below him.

The runes landed on the platform one by one and quickly merged into one, but just after the eleventh rune entered, the platform shook with a bang, and the distance began to shake.

In the blink of an eye, countless dust particles rushed in from the surrounding sky and merged into the platform. Under Wang Lin's gaze, the platform expanded in a circle. At the same time, more dust particles seemed to break through the void. Rushing into this sealed place from the endless land, constantly integrating into the platform.

Gradually, the platform became larger and larger, 2,300 feet, 2,500 feet, 2,800 feet... until it reached 3,000 feet, it suddenly stopped shaking, and the color on it was no longer dark red. Instead, it became purple and floated in the air. At first glance, it looked like a small continent, which was quite shocking. Wang Lin's expression changed, and he suddenly lowered his head and stared at the platform. What shocked him was not that the platform suddenly became larger. But at the moment when it reached three thousand feet, there was an aura that seemed to be divine consciousness, which filled the stone platform, followed Wang Lin's feet, and directly entered his body, turning into scenes. These scenes merged with Wang Lin's memory very quickly. , without giving him any chance to react, it became a part of himself.

Closing his eyes, something like a map immediately appeared in front of Wang Lin. The map was very large, but most of it was shrouded in black mist. There were only three places where the black mist dissipated. These three places Combined together, they occupy nearly 30% of the entire map.

After looking carefully, Wang Lin found his current location on the map. Here, it was called the Fire Dao fiefdom. On these three connected maps, there were three places where he On this map, I can faintly see a route, a route that goes deep into the depths of this ancient cemetery.

His mind was shaken, and it took Wang Lin a long time to open his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment. The sealed land in front of him seemed to him to have countless fine cracks. These cracks were like wounds. It opens and closes suddenly, which is very strange.

With his eyes focused, Wang Lin took a step forward and left the tomb. The moment he left, the cracks that he could see suddenly disappeared and were wiped out from Wang Lin's eyes.

After returning to the tomb platform, those cracks appeared in Wang Lin's eyes again.

"This tomb is weird..." Wang Lin was silent for a moment, unable to think of the reason. But he vaguely understood that in this ancient cemetery, perhaps this tomb platform would be the key to everything. "It should have reached the third level now... If it can be higher, maybe not only the map can be fully unfolded, but this tomb can also be fully expanded." There are other supernatural powers on the stage..." Wang Lin's eyes showed deep thought, and after a moment his eyes fell on the Emperor's furnace below.

The furnace was filled with thunder and fire, and the aura of the ancient gods was permeating the furnace. It was undergoing continuous refining. The mist had shrunk from a thousand feet to more than eight hundred feet, and was still shrinking slowly and rapidly.

With a sneer, Wang Lin took a step forward and sat cross-legged outside the Emperor's Furnace. While making seals with his hands, restraints continued to hit out, penetrating the Emperor's Furnace and directly imprinting on Geng Wu's mist.

Except for the ancient soul restraint, Wang Lin was good at all the restraints. At this moment, the restraints were continuously weakened, and finally dissipated layer by layer. After half an hour, only a hundred feet in size was left. Under it, the thousand-foot platform carried by the ancient god was revealed. Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the three jade slips obtained from the middle-aged scribe immediately passed through the Emperor's Furnace and were directly printed on the hundred-foot mist. The mist suddenly Suddenly, he stopped squirming.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he stood up suddenly, pressing his hands on the Emperor's Furnace. The power of the ancient gods poured out crazily, and bursts of shrill sounds appeared in the Emperor's Furnace. Countless souls transformed, forming two souls. The big hands rushed directly into the hundred-foot mist, and with a fierce tear outward, the hundred-foot mist was torn open by these two big hands, revealing its true content. Before Wang Lin could take a closer look, that Within the torn fog, there was a shocking roar, and the fourth-grade fire spirit roared out. As if it could detect Wang Lin, it headed straight for Wang Lin outside the Emperor's furnace.

There was a roar and earthquake, and Wang Lin watched coldly as the unicorn-like Taoist spirit hit the Emperor's Furnace and rolled back. His body was covered with scars, and his expression was even more depressed. It was obvious that he had fought hard against Master Ling Dong in the mist.

However, the fierce light in his eyes did not seem to diminish at all. He was retreating and roaring continuously.

Behind him, there was a corpse covered with blood and flesh. It was Wang Lin’s property, Master Ling Dong’s Emperor’s Furnace. Master Ling Dong was inside it, unable to hide. Wang Lin could tell at a glance that this person was not alive. Death, but the soul shrinking within the body, rapidly healing while dying.

He raised his hand with his right hand and pointed at the Emperor's Furnace. Suddenly there was turbidity inside the scroll. The spirit in the scroll had disappeared, and only Master Ling Dong was left lying there.

"There's no need to pretend to be dead. I don't intend to kill you. I want a third-step ancient slave more than a dead spirit." Wang Lin said coldly, and the six ancient god star points between his eyebrows rotated, and the power of the ancient god went crazy. poured into the emperor's furnace and began a cruel slave refining process.