Renegade Immortal

This time, the fighting was not as large as the first time. As a result, the scope was not too large, only less than a few hundred miles.

The grassland, tens of thousands of miles away from the battlefield, was still shrouded in mist. Among the weeds and mud on the ground, there was a stone. At this moment, bursts of light emitted from the stone, and Wang Lin's figure suddenly appeared.

The sky was dark and shrouded in fog. The rain a few days ago had not stopped, but had become much smaller. It merged with the fog and made it moist.

Lowering his head to pick up the space stone and putting it into the storage space, Wang Lin looked into the distance with a cold look in his eyes.

"After entering, the space stone will fall in place. In this case, it is actually very dangerous. It is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Wang Lin's body swayed, ripples echoed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared, it was already less than a thousand miles away from the battlefield where millions of people were fighting. Here, you could faintly feel the fluctuations of magical powers coming from the front, as well as the looming breath of death.

As long as there is such a large-scale fighting, there will definitely be countless deaths on both sides. Wang Lin is tired of such a war and he does not want to participate too much. He has no sense of belonging here and has not called out our monks for it. What a pity. The blood of the First World War.

All he did was to fulfill the three conditions given by the Qingniu Ancestor and return the three gifts from the Great Soul Sect! This is Wang Lin’s character, he is very kind!

"It's no longer suitable to continue fighting against the Sky Tribulation cultivators... But if there are those kind of Sky Tribulation monks who are seriously injured by others, maybe I can get some advantages..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body turned into a wisp of smoke, disappearing into the mist. Galloping towards the battlefield ahead, getting closer and closer.

As it continued to approach, the fluctuations in the magical power became stronger and stronger, and the breath of death became stronger. Faintly, he also heard the roaring sound of bursts of fighting coming from the front and the collision of magic weapons and magical powers.

"In this battlefield, there is a way to capture the soul and seal it in the body to practice the Speed ​​God Art!" Wang Lin was getting closer and closer to the battlefield. Not long after, he suddenly rushed into the battlefield that was hundreds of miles away. There were roars in the ears, waves of spells echoed, and colorful lights filled the air.

There were originally six or seven thousand monks on both sides, but now there were less than four thousand left, and they were engaged in a fierce collision with red eyes. Wang Lin walked around the fighting monks. He saw the death of Green Demon Continent and the death of Tianniu Continent, but he did not take action.

He did not want to participate in this fight. In his opinion, both Tianniu Continent and Green Demon Continent were the same.

There is no difference.

In the flash, Wang Lin flew quickly towards the depths of the battlefield. Not long after, Wang Lin suddenly paused and turned to look to the right. There, surrounded by mist, two monks were fighting. One of the monks was in a Defeat, many dangers, retreating continuously at this moment, the old man from the Green Demon Continent in front of him has good cultivation, reaching the level of the middle stage of Kongxuan, and his attacks are extremely ruthless.

"It's him!" Wang Lin glanced at the monk who kept retreating. He had some impression that this person was the gray-haired old man who had appeared on the Jitian Grassland.

The old man was in a very embarrassed state at the moment, his face was pale, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but his expression remained firm and unchanged.

After a few glances, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he swayed away.

The monk who was chasing the gray-haired old man had a ferocious look on his face. He roared and waved his hands. Two huge illusory shadows stood outside his body and chased him instantly.

"You have been fighting with me for so long, and now you are going to die for me!!" The monk suddenly raised his hands and pointed forward. The two huge phantoms on both sides of his body roared and turned into rainbows and rushed straight ahead. To catch up with the gray-haired old man.

The gray-haired old man sighed secretly. He looked down upon life and death. In this battlefield, he had seen many of his comrades die tragically, but now, it was his turn.

There was a trace of sadness in his heart, but more of it was a kind of relief. However, it was impossible for him to wait for the light. There was a chill in his eyes, and he was ready to self-destruct!

This is the last thing he, as a Niuzhou monk, can do for his hometown before he dies!

"I was born in Tianniu Continent, and my cultivation was created by the heaven, earth, spirit and things of Tianniu Continent. Now I have returned it to Tianniu Continent, without worries!" The gray-haired old man's eyes were calm, and he turned around as he spoke No longer escaping, but just when he was about to self-destruct, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a figure suddenly appear between him and the pursuing monk.

That was a figure with white hair and white clothes!

Wang Lin appeared silently, raised his right hand, and waved forward casually. The sky and the earth roared, and a large amount of fog rolled around. But when he saw the two illusory demonic figures coming, his whole body was shaken and collapsed suddenly.

The collapse of this illusory demon caused the face of the monk in the Green Demon Continent to change drastically, showing a look of horror. It was not that his magical power could not be broken, but for him to be broken so easily by the other party, there was only one explanation!

The opponent is the weakest, and he is also a Xuanjie monk! !

As soon as this thought flashed in his mind, the Green Demon Continent monk's scalp became numb, and he quickly retreated without hesitation, trying to escape from this place.

Wang Lin snorted coldly, raised his steps and took a step forward. He appeared directly thousands of feet away. The place where the Green Demon Continent monk escaped suddenly appeared in front of him, and a palm fell like a mountain of tai. At the moment when there was no way to dodge at all, the heavenly spirit pressed on top of his head.

With a bang, the monk's whole body collapsed and was torn apart into pieces. His soul was surrounded by this power and was pulled out of his collapsed body. He was pinched by Wang Lin and quickly made a lot of blows. After the mark, he pressed it on his chest.

The soul disappeared, but there was a vortex in Wang Lin's body. This vortex was the prototype of a divine vein that he created in his body according to the formula and method of Su Shen Jue.

All this happened extremely quickly and was over in the blink of an eye. The gray-haired old man stood there blankly, watching Wang Lin's back disappear in a flash. After a long time, he took a long breath.

"He is the elder of the Great Soul Sect!" This old man had seen Wang Lin in the underground palace. At this moment, he recognized Wang Lin's retreating back, his long white hair, his white clothes and the dispersion in his body. The coldness gave the old man a familiar feeling, as if he had vaguely seen it before.

Wang Lin wandered in the mist, constantly approaching the place where the Kongxuan monks were fighting in the depths. Along the way, any monks who he saw had Kongxuan cultivation level would immediately kill them and take away their souls. Sealed within the body, consolidating the first divine vein.

Wang Lin vaguely understood the principle of this speed magic. By continuously sealing a certain degree of soul, they turned into the vortex. In this way, once the vortex rotates, its speed will be extremely fast!

The more monks who are sealed and the higher their cultivation level, the faster the vortex will rotate. Similarly, when Wang Lin needs it, the speed at which he can use his magical powers will also increase dramatically.

But it is not without limits. Wang Lin walked all the way. When he approached the edge of where the monks were fighting, he had already sealed nine people. After these nine people, there was no way to seal them, and there was no way to form a second line. Divine Veins.

This point was explained in the Su Shen Jue. After Wang Lin experienced it himself, he had a profound understanding. In order to form the second divine vein, he must cultivate a higher soul.

Unless he can be like Xu Decai and start sealing from Monk Kong Nirvana, but in this case, the power will be reduced a lot. Now Wang Lin's vortex sealed by Monk Kong Xuan is better than the four whirlpools that Xu Decai made back then. .

From this, one can see clearly.

"Xuanjie monks should be able to make a second divine vein appear in my body, but there are very few Xuanjie monks on this battlefield..." Wang Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at the violently rolling fog in the distance. All the empty spaces on both sides existed. Robbery monk.

After looking at it for a while, Wang Lin frowned.

"It's hard for them to be seriously injured for a while. I don't know what kind of pills those Green Demon Continent monks took. It seems that they can vaguely fight against the mist and increase their combat power... In this way, Simply go find the Xuanjie cultivator first." Wang Lin looked thoughtful and quietly retreated. Just as he was about to leave, his expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, Wang Lin immediately launched a full speed and rushed forward.

The moment he rushed out less than three feet, a green light approached instantly and landed where he was before. The ground shook, and a loud rumble rose into the sky and spread all around. Even the mist seemed to be absorbed by the sky. Under the blow of this green light, there were signs of collapse.

This blow caused an impact like a huge wave, pushing Wang Lin's body far away. If Wang Lin hadn't noticed it in time, the blow just now would have been enough to seriously injure him!

Without turning around, Wang Lin felt like the hairs on his hair were standing on end. He clearly felt that a spiritual thought was locking him, and he flashed forward and hurried forward.

Ripples appeared under his feet, and he was about to blend into the heaven and earth.

"Zhuo!" But at this moment, a cold voice echoed in his ears. The world seemed to be sealed with dust and could not be integrated!

"The old monster in the middle stage of the Sky Tribulation!" Wang Lin immediately judged the cultivation of the person who had locked onto him. He gritted his teeth and no longer merged with the world. Instead, he flicked his sleeves and the mosquito beast appeared to carry him on his back and galloped away. .

Behind Wang Lin, the old man surnamed Zhang, who had fought with Lu Wenran and the Niuzhou Kongjie monks for several days, took a step forward and stared at the place where Wang Lin escaped. With murderous intent in his eyes, he stepped forward and quickly chased after him regardless of the battle situation here!

"I, Zhang Daozong, have been waiting for you for several days and finally got you, the little fox, out. After you kill Liu Zhiyuan, you are going to appease the sect master's anger!"

Without saying a word, Wang Lin used the speed of the mosquito beast to fly thousands of feet away in an instant, but the speed of Zhang Daozong behind him was even faster, and the instant distance was less than a hundred feet!