Renegade Immortal

On the Jitian grassland, there are few moon stars, and the bright moonlight shines on the earth, covering the grassland with a silvery color. From a distance, it is very beautiful, with an indescribable sense of tranquility, and there is no trace of what is happening here. During the day, a battle involving tens of thousands of monks took place.

Even on the ground, no corpse remains could be seen. The body and soul of the dead monk were all swallowed up and absorbed by the mist that had dissipated before. They were clean and no different from ordinary ones.

Just the trace of bloody smell left here can witness the tragedy of this place during the day!

The moonlight could only fall on the earth and could not penetrate into the underground palace deep underground. Around the underground palace, Wang Lin sat cross-legged in a cave. The cave was dark, without any light, and even Wang Lin's figure could not be seen. They are all hidden in the darkness, seeming to blend into the black.

To kill Liu Zhiyuan, Wang Lin paid a lot of price, calculated before and after, and finally hit the killing blow. At this moment, his face was pale, and he closed his eyes and vomited.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. This light flashed like two flames in this dark cave, which was extremely astonishing.

Wang Lin now has a deep understanding of the difficulty of killing an Air Tribulation cultivator. Just like killing him, it is not easy. Moreover, Liu Zhiyuan's various methods and magic weapons have not been used too much. After all, Wang Lin The timing was extremely vicious, otherwise, the result would still be unknown.

"Ten early air tribulations, three mid-air tribulations... The task given to me by Patriarch Qingniu is very difficult..." Wang Lin was silent. In fact, when he agreed to the three conditions of Patriarch Qingniu, he I have figured these things out.

The reason why he agreed was because Wang Lin didn't want to owe those three gifts! Just talking about the gift of water origin, this is almost equivalent to giving him an origin!

The difficulty of condensing and comprehending the origin through oneself can be seen from Wang Lin's thunder and fire origin. Therefore, the weight of this gift made Wang Lin unable to refuse it.

As for the space stone, although it seemed ordinary, Wang Lin vaguely guessed that this object was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface. There were too many spaces inside it, which was very mysterious.

And that last gift, that opportunity to deduce calculations, can help Wang Lin do a big favor at a critical moment, and even reverse the situation!

These three gifts were heavy. Since Wang Lin accepted them, given his character, he must repay them!

"There are still nine early stage air tribulations left... If I can kill one, I can definitely kill nine more! The most important ones are the three monks in the middle stage of the air tribulation.

Even if the gourd that self-destructed those 30 million Dao souls, it could only kill one person at most... As for the remaining two great masters in the mid-term empty tribulation..." Wang Lin frowned, but did not flinch at all, but his eyes were filled with fear. Cold light.

"Ancestor Qingniu gave me these three conditions. I guess he was confident that I couldn't complete them in a short time and it would be delayed for a long time... But this time in the battle between Tianniu and Green Goblin, I don't want to get involved too much. I have to do it as quickly as possible. It’s time to fulfill all three conditions. After you no longer have any contact with the Great Soul Sect, leave here as soon as possible!” Wang Lin lowered his head and looked at the cave land below him that was fused with darkness and could not be seen clearly, and all the images appeared in his mind. idea.

At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly raised his head and looked outside the cave. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the door of the cave and see the outside. At this moment, the underground palace was quiet, only the faint breathing existed, and the light was dim. With the help of this place, A few moon stones spread out.

In the dim light, the shadow of a woman floated like smoke from a distance and stood outside Wang Lin's cave.

She looked at the cave where Wang Lin was, her expression showing hesitation, and she was silent for a long time. Just when she was about to send out her spiritual thoughts, Wang Lin's calm voice suddenly came from the cave.

"Fellow Taoist Yanluan is here late at night. Why hesitate outside? Please come in."

As Wang Lin's words drifted away, the door of the cave opened silently, revealing a gap in the dark light. The gap was pitch black and the inside could not be seen clearly.

From Yan Luan's position, the crack in the door of the cave seemed like a big mouth swallowing people's hearts, as if waiting for him to enter.

After another moment of silence, Yanluan bit her silver teeth. She had a question in her mind. If it was not clear, it would be difficult to calm down. She took a step forward. Yanluan's body swayed, and like smoke, she entered the crack of the cave door.

The moment his body entered, the door of the cave suddenly closed, leaving no gaps.

The door of the cave was closed, and Yan Luan's steps immediately stopped. She looked ahead. The darkness here, unless her cultivation was running through her eyes, would still be blurry with the naked eye.

She could vaguely see Wang Lin's cross-legged silhouette not far ahead. That figure gave her a lot of pressure. The focus and source of this pressure came from the threat caused by the two bets in the Hidden Soul Pavilion. pressure.

Looking ahead, Yan Luan, as a woman, was sensitive to the fact that there was a murderous aura here. This murderous aura was very light and was not directed at herself. It was obviously caused by the other party returning here to vent his anger after the previous killing. A breath that naturally emanates from the body.

This aura can only be slightly detected by monks.

For some reason, the moment he noticed this murderous intent, the figure of Liu Zhiyuan appeared in Yan Luan's mind, including the scenes before his death, which appeared in Yan Luan's pupils like a fantasy.

She seemed to have seen Wang Lin kill Liu Zhiyuan in a very short period of time.

"Fellow Taoist Yanluan, it's late at night now. You're standing in Wang's cave without saying a word. Could it be that you want to stay there all night." Wang Lin spoke slowly, speaking slowly and slowly.

"Did you kill that monk in the Green Demon Continent who was in the early stage of the Sky Tribulation?" Yan Luan was silent for a moment, and then his voice rose faintly and swirled around the cave.

"It must be you. Except for Elder Lu Wenran, no one in this underground palace can do this in a short time. If it is true, it must be you!

Others don’t know your ability, but I know it very well! " Yan Luan looked at Wang Lin's shadow hidden in the darkness and spoke softly.

"Wang Lin, is it you!"

"No comment!" Wang Lin was silent for a while, his voice still calm, and he spoke slowly, without any fluctuation or difference, just like normal.

Hearing these four words spoken by Wang Lin, Yan Luan smiled slightly, tucked a few strands of hair in front of his eyebrows behind his ears, looked at Wang Lin in the darkness, and spoke softly.

"I don't know why you don't admit it, but your breath is unstable at the moment, and you obviously need to pay a certain price. After all, it is not easy for a monk to die...

If you need help, I can... The premise is that after killing the opponent's Sky Tribulation cultivator, each person will get half of the benefits! I'm sorry to bother you, but I hope Elder Wang doesn't mind. This is Yan Luan's wish, so he should be sincere! "This is the real purpose of Yan Luan's arrival. After she finished speaking, she took out a pill and placed it on the ground. She bowed slightly toward Wang Lin and slowly backed away. She flicked her sleeves and a gentle wind swirled around the cave door. , causing the door to open a gap, turn into a wisp of smoke, exit and disappear.

From beginning to end, Wang Lin only said those four words to Yan Luan's question, without any other words. At this moment, Yan Luan left, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and two groups of flame-like light appeared in the dark. The cave shines brightly.

He looked at the gate of the cave and Yan Luan's leaving figure. A flash of thought flashed in his eyes. He raised his right hand and grabbed it forward. The elixir flew immediately and fell into his hand. He looked at it carefully for a few times. This elixir exuded bursts of fragrance, which was extremely extraordinary. It was obviously an excellent elixir for healing wounds. Slowly, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was two days. The monks of the Green Demon Continent on the edge of the Jitian Grassland were very quiet during these two days. There was no second war, as if they were waiting for something, but every day Dozens of people were sent to closely observe the movements of Jitian Grassland.

Here in the underground palace, some monks are also dispatched every day to patrol outside. From time to time there will be some friction, but there is no large-scale fighting.

The monks who go out on patrol are assigned by the three old men, especially the old man named Zhou, who is almost fully responsible. Except for the monk Kongjie, the other monks will be sent out on patrol at any time.

As for the monks who are not out on patrol, they are all immersed in meditation, constantly maintaining the peak of their cultivation, and ready to welcome a new round of battles. After all, the monks in Tianniu Continent know very well that there is no way that Green Devil Continent can just do this. give up.

Ordinary monks can ignore this matter, but Lu Wenran, who is the highest cultivation in this place, is in his palace, looking up, with worry flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, this matter was so strange that the Green Demon Continent monks were probably waiting for the arrival of reinforcements. If this was the case, the underground palace would definitely undergo changes.

Also, who was the person who killed the opponent's Kong Jie cultivator was also tangled in Lu Wenran's heart in the past two days. He eliminated one personal choice, and in the end, despite the earliest guess, it still fell on Wang Lin.

Although he did not believe that Wang Lin had such ability, the matter was of great importance. In deep silence, he summoned the old man surnamed Zhou among the three old men here. After giving an order, the old man surnamed Zhou respectfully He said goodbye and walked out of the cave.

In two days, Wang Lin's internal injuries recovered a lot. At dusk of the second day, Wang Lin's cave came. Besides Yan Luan, a second guest came, and he was also an uninvited guest!

"Fellow Taoist King Lin of the Great Soul Sect, today I ask you to give up meditating and go out on patrol all night!" The person who spoke was none other than the old man named Zhou who had followed Lu Wenran's arrangements.

At this moment, he was standing outside Wang Lin's Cave Mansion, his expression was calm, his words were unquestionable, and he spoke coldly.

Who will be the first to achieve the miracle of the Three Hundred Alliances? Let’s move forward together!