Renegade Immortal

Lin stepped on this beast and drove like lightning all the way. Whenever he encountered a monster, only top grade, the beast under his feet would pierce his body with its mouthparts and suck the inner alchemy.

While flying, Wang Lin meditated secretly, searched all the memories, and finally found a powerful monster called Mosquito Beast in the memory of the ancient gods. Although the two were very different in size and strength, they were a bit surprisingly similar. It is its long mouthparts.

In the memory of the ancient god Tusi, he only saw the mosquito beast once, and that was in a desolate galaxy. There were hardly any monks in that galaxy, and it was shrouded in gray gas.

Tu Si also traveled across several galaxies to find refining materials, and came there. In that desolate galaxy, even with the power of the ancient gods, he almost died.

The reason is that it is a mosquito beast with long mouthparts. At first, there were only a few of these beasts, and their cultivation level was only equivalent to that of a top-grade desolate beast. It was easily wiped out by him, but the more they entered the galaxy, the more the number of beasts became, and finally they were almost connected into one piece, densely packed and inexhaustible.

If the strength of this beast is one by one, it's okay to say, but once there are more beasts, it seems that there is a mysterious connection between them, and even their supernatural powers are multiplied. After escaping from this galaxy, he hesitated for a long time and did not step in again.

Because the moment he escaped, he noticed that an incalculable number of mosquito beasts flew out of the countless planets in this galaxy again, just one glance made Tu Si feel a little dizzy.

Wang Lin looked at the beast below, especially paying attention to its mouthparts, secretly thinking that even if this beast is not the mosquito beast, it must have some origins, otherwise, how could it have the same mouthparts.

With this kind of thinking, Wang Lin seldom made a move along the way. Even if the beast encountered a strong enemy a few times and was almost killed, Wang Lin always waited and watched, only in the final crisis of life and death, he would help.

For example, although the journey was somewhat delayed, the aggressiveness of the mosquito beast was constantly improving.

eight days later. Wang Lin stepped on this beast. Finally came to Liancheng.

Lianmo City is quite regulated. Its large and small attic houses are scattered all over the city. There are many monks in it. Especially inside and outside the several teleportation arrays in the city. There is an endless stream of monks.

You must know that the sea of ​​​​cultivation is now. There are so many monsters. Only those with a certain level of cultivation. Dare to walk in the wild. Or small groups of threes and fours.

Mostly monks. They all choose to spend a little spirit stone. Enter and exit with the teleportation array. Thus. At least safety can be guaranteed.

When Wang Lin stepped on the mosquito beast and flew from a distance.

There are several monks in charge of guarding the city. Immediately one by one stared at the creepy mosquito beast with dumbstruck eyes. They all took a few breaths.

Wang Lin stepped on this beast. Did not stop at all. Then flew into the city. He had just entered town. Immediately, three divine senses appeared from within the city. These three divine senses are almost instantaneous. Then he swept towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned, and disappeared in place immediately. When he appeared, he was already in the city. As for the mosquito beast, he had already put it in the storage bag for living things.

As for his cultivation, under Wang Lin's deliberate concealment, he became at the middle stage of foundation establishment. Given the strength of his spiritual consciousness, no one can see through it unless he reaches the stage of transformation.

As soon as he disappeared, three people suddenly appeared in mid-air. These three people could hardly distinguish each other in appearance, but they were different in the color of their clothes. They were black and white.

The old man in black looked dignified, and after carefully looking around, he said in a deep voice, "This fellow Daoist in the Nascent Soul stage obviously doesn't want to show up, that's all, as long as he doesn't cause trouble in Lian Mocheng, I won't wait." We need to find trouble with this person."

The other two looked at each other, and with a flash, they disappeared in place.

They didn't know that from the beginning to the end, Wang Lin's consciousness was locked on the three of them. It was not until they disappeared that Wang Lin withdrew his consciousness and walked in Lianmo City.

There are many shops in the city. Wang Lin looked around, stopped and walked, but never saw a map of Xiu Mohai for sale. Not long after, Wang Lin paused, and the corner of his mouth revealed a smile that was not a smile. In front of him, It is a three-story attic with three large characters written on it, Artifact Refining Pavilion.

Wang Lin still remembers the old man who rode the gluttonous beast back then. Now that it has been many years, the old man must have found the little beast that he transferred the restraint from.

Wang Lin sneered inwardly, did not enter this pavilion, but skipped it directly. As for the old man riding the gluttonous beast, Wang Lin was confident that with his current cultivation, even if he couldn't match him, if he wanted to protect himself and escape, it should be more than enough. Instead of having no chance to escape like back then.

As he was walking, Wang Lin's eyes flashed suddenly. He stared at a jade slip shop at the corner of the alley in front of him. On the plaque outside this shop, there was a faint trace of spiritual power.

The traces of this spiritual power are extremely faint, and can only be noticed after the cultivation base has reached the Nascent Soul Stage, and if it is below the Nascent Soul Stage, there is no abnormality at all.

Based on Wang Lin's experience in Xiumo Haiti, he has heard that in some main cities, in addition to the square market for all monks, there is also a trading place called a secret market.

This secret market often restricts Yi's cultivation, and only after reaching a certain level can he enter it.

Wang Lin took a few glances, and was about to walk away, when suddenly his expression changed, and he saw a young man running towards him. The young man had a handsome face, but his expression was quite flustered. A middle-aged man with a ferocious face chased after him a few steps away, and grabbed the boy's shoulder. The boy hurriedly dodged and almost bumped into Wang Lin.

Wang Lin made a dodge and stepped aside from the side.

The boy staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. From his arms, a piece of purple jade fell out. This jade piece was the size of a fist and looked crystal clear.

The young man's face showed fear, he quickly grabbed Ziyu and held it tightly in his hand.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already come to the front, perhaps Wang Lin was standing in the way blocking his path, the man waved his hand and called towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin frowned, took a step back, and got out of the way of the opponent's waving arm.

The middle-aged man looked surprised, but he still said viciously: "If you dare to block your grandfather's way, get out!"

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he glanced at this person. This middle-aged man's cultivation had barely reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and the spiritual power in his body was even more incomplete. It was evident that he had taken medicine to force it up.

Seeing that Wang Lin didn't speak, the Chinese man snorted softly, turned around and stared at the young man holding the purple jade, and said in a harsh voice, "You son of a bitch, you dared to steal your grandpa's jade from me!

The boy trembled, and although there was fear in his eyes, he still said: "You are talking nonsense, this is something from my family."

The middle-aged man laughed, stepped forward and kicked the boy up, grabbed the purple jade with his right hand, and said contemptuously: "I just fell in love with it, so what can you do, tell you, Lao Tzu Not grabbing, but buying, promise, take it!" He said, and he took out a low-grade spirit stone, which was still on the ground.

Under the kick of the middle-aged man, the young man fell to the ground fiercely, spitting out big mouthfuls of blood, his face was pale, his eyes showed resentment, and he stared at him firmly.

At this time, some passers-by all around looked sideways, but when they saw the middle-aged man, their expressions changed, and they immediately lowered their heads, pretending not to see, and left in a hurry.

Wang Lin glanced at it, then ignored it, turned around and walked towards the shop with the trace of Nascent Soul printed on it. Wang Lin knew the young purple jade. It was a kind of refining material, called amethyst stone. This stone looked like jade but not jade. It was very valuable. A piece the size of a fist could sell for at least a hundred yuan. Like middle-grade spirit stones.

As for the obscenity of the middle-aged man just now, if he put it in front of him, with Wang Lin's temper, he would definitely not let it go lightly, but with the gradual sublimation of his cultivation, Wang Lin is really interested in punishing such little people .

It's just that he didn't bother the other party, but the middle-aged man was relentless. After he snatched the purple jade, he was quite proud, and his arrogance became more and more arrogant. Looking back at Wang Lin's back, he couldn't help but Rolling his eyes, he shouted, "Stop for me! Just now I told you to get lost, not to let you go!"

As he spoke, he took a big step and patted Wang Lin's head with his right hand.

Wang paused, turned around and took a look at this person. At this glance, the middle-aged man was startled, and the palms he slapped stopped abruptly, and a row of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

"Get out!" Wang Lin's voice was flat, and after he finished speaking, he turned and walked.

At this time, outside the shop, an old man walked out, his face was wrinkled, and his dark eyes glanced at Wang Lin, but he stopped paying attention, and took a rag to wipe the plaque.

The middle-aged man's complexion was pale and uncertain. He looked around sideways and found that many passers-by were looking at him. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth, slapped the storage bag, and immediately flew out a flying sword. The man pointed at Wang Lin's back. , shouted in the mouth: "Go!"

The flying sword was as fast as lightning, and it was not far away from Wang Lin. It flew to Wang Lin almost instantly. However, before the flying sword touched Wang Lin, it clicked and disconnected from the middle strangely. , split in half and fell to the ground.

Wang Lin turned around. This time, he made a murderous move. With a wave of his right hand, an afterimage restriction came out of his hand, and it was imprinted on the middle-aged man's forehead suddenly.

The person shook his body and let out a miserable howl, and his whole body immediately turned into a puddle of blood, leaving only a storage bag in the blood and the purple jade he hadn't had time to put in it.

The young man on the side stared straight at the purple jade in the blood, gritted his teeth and got out, picked up the jade and put it in his arms, looked at Wang Lin carefully, and ran away quickly.

The pedestrians around suddenly showed shock on their faces, and walked away quickly without saying a word, away from this place. Even the old man in the shop couldn't help frowning, seeing Wang Lin walking towards him calmly, the old man hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, saying: "This shop is not open to the public, fellow daoists, please leave."

Wang Lin's face darkened, and he pointed to the Nascent Soul mark on the plaque, and said slowly, "If it's not public, what is this mark?"

The old man was stunned, and immediately became respectful, and quickly said: "Don't blame me, senior, please come in, let's talk inside."

After entering the shop, the old man looked embarrassed, hesitated to speak, finally sighed, and said: "Senior, this place is one of the secret cities of Yuanying in Lianmo City, but it will be opened in three days, I advise you not to open it." Wait, but leave early."

Wang Lin looked as usual, sat on the side, calm~ said: "But what is the background of the person I just killed?"

The old man looked distressed, hesitated a little, nodded, and stopped talking.

At this moment, a powerful divine sense suddenly came out from the east of the city, and after sweeping around the city, it left behind a divine thought: "The villain who killed my disciple, get out!"

The face of the old man in the shop changed drastically, and he looked at Wang Lin pleadingly, and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you have pity on me, please leave. If that person is blamed, I really can't afford it. All the tokens in the secret city have been sold out, and seniors will be allowed to enter even if they come back three days later."

Wang Lin stood up, his gaze remained calm, and he asked, "Does the person who spread the divine thoughts just now have a token?"

The old man was startled, and nodded subconsciously, but immediately, his face changed drastically, and when he looked at the other party again, Wang Lin had already disappeared in place.

In the sky above Lianmo City, a bald man wrapped around a thick boa constrictor stood tall.

On his body, there are rows of storage bags of different sizes, each of which emits bursts of aura and coercion.

This person is one of the protectors of Lian Mocheng's Nascent Soul. He was in seclusion at first, but he sensed that his disciple's soul blood had dissipated, and he was obviously killed by someone.

In order to prevent the other party from escaping, he even sent people to seal the entire Lianmo City, plus some descriptions of monks who saw his disciple being killed. Started to search in a large area in the city.

It's just that the more he searched, the more confused he became. He had searched the entire Lianmo City several times, but the man seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

Even the shop in the secret city, he detected it with his spiritual sense, but he never found the existence of that person.

That's why he was so angry that he sent out his divine thoughts. In his mind, that person must have escaped with some kind of secret technique, and sending out his spiritual thoughts was just to vent his anger.

However, what he didn't expect was that almost as soon as the divine thoughts came out, a young man suddenly appeared more than ten feet away in front of him. This man had white hair and was unusually cold. feel the same.

The pupils in the eyes of the bald man suddenly closed, he took a few steps back, stared at the other party, his anger almost immediately subsided, although his appearance was rough, but he was quite cautious in his heart, otherwise, there would be no repairs like today. For and status.

The young man in front of him teleported out, and he couldn't find him after searching for a long time with his spiritual sense, these two points combined

One explanation is that this person is not only a Nascent Soul cultivator, but also cultivated.

After Wang Lin appeared, without further ado, he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly the forbidden flag fell into his hand, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a low voice, "Scatter!"

Immediately, the forbidden banner moved instantly, and immediately turned into a black curtain that almost covered the sky and covered the sun, and swept towards the surroundings crazily. Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire Lianmo City was wrapped, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The bald man's complexion changed, and he cried out inwardly. Without any hesitation, he opened the storage bag on his body again and again, and bugs of various shapes flew out of the storage bag, forming a dense mass of worms to wrap the big man inside.

At the same time, he hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding..."

Wang Lin didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he snorted coldly, tapped the forbidden flag with his right hand, and there was a sound immediately, the nine forbidden qi rushed out of the banner like a black dragon, roaring towards it.

At the same time, Wang Lin slapped the storage, and the ancient bronze mirror appeared in his hand, and after being sacrificed by him, bursts of green lights came out.

The destructive power of the forbidden energy was extremely strong, nine black dragons crashed down from different directions, and almost instantly, the flying insects around the big man disappeared one by one.

The big man was terrified, with his initial Yuanying cultivation base, he felt suffocated under this strange magic weapon of the other party. The power of this treasure made his heart skip a beat.

He pretended to think, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his whole body turned into a blood shadow and galloped back. He knew in his heart that if he was always under the shadow of this magic weapon, he would definitely not have the slightest chance of winning. Now he can only break out of the opponent's shadow and try to win or lose outside.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the shady scene, this person's eyes showed joy, but at this moment, nine forbidden qi appeared again from the forbidden banner, gathering from all directions like a cage.

At the same time, Wang Lin had long expected that the man would act like this. The ancient bronze mirror sacrificed above his head flashed, and the blue light immediately fell and shone on the man. After a short pause, the Nine Paths of Forbidden Qi immediately came crashing down and landed on this person.

At this critical moment, the big man opened his mouth and spat out a trident. After holding it, he swept it around with a grim expression, and immediately the nine forbidden qi dissipated one by one.

It's just that his figure was delayed for a while, and he couldn't help being slowed down. Although he escaped from the blue light in the end, his whole body was constantly emitting green smoke, and his expression was extremely sluggish.

Almost at the moment when he burst out of the blue light, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. Nascent Soul crawled from the top of his head with a face of panic, and quickly fled away, only to see a strange black flying sword flying out from his chest, taking it with him. A cavity of blood.

Wang Lin was in the distance, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and with a call of his right hand, the black flying sword disappeared immediately, teleported to him, and stopped motionless.

All of this happened in an extremely fast time. From Wang Lin's appearance to the departure of the great Han Yuanying, it was only a few breaths. , Their complexions changed drastically. Among them, the three Nascent Soul Elders, who were also guardians, immediately teleported out, not daring to enter the shady scene, but outside, ready to help the big man Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul of the big man galloped away with a look of panic. He saw three colleagues and friends, as long as he was by their side, he believed that he would have escaped a disaster this time. He never imagined that he would provoke such an evil star, he would kill him immediately without saying a word, but he forgot that his original intention was to kill the other party to avenge his disciple, but it was just After seeing that the other party possessed the Nascent Soul Stage cultivation, he became a little scruples. If Wang Lin was not a Nascent Soul, he would have been brutally killed by this person long ago.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the dark scene, the Nascent Soul of the big man showed joy in his eyes. At this moment, the three colleagues and friends suddenly showed shock on their faces and rushed towards him.

The big man was startled, but then, he felt a sudden gust of wind around him, he raised his head subconsciously, and saw a terrifying monster the size of a calf suddenly appear above his head, bringing up gusts of wind. The most conspicuous thing about this monster is the huge and increasingly thin sharp mouthparts.

At this moment, ninety-nine forbidden qi flashed in the forbidden banner, blocking in front of the three rushing Nascent Soul cultivators.

The figures of the three of them couldn't help but pause, the black ban Qi coming vertically and horizontally came quickly, and disappeared just as fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the ban Qi disappeared, and the scene in front of the three of them was unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

I saw the terrifying mouthparts of that ferocious creature piercing deeply into the top of the Nascent Soul of the big man. Under the light of a blue light, the Nascent Soul of the big man shivered and became smaller and smaller. Finally, the whole Nascent Soul was completely wiped out by the hideous monster. devour.

The monster's originally black body slowly flashed a trace of golden streaks. After glancing at the three of them with icy eyes, it waved its wings and disappeared in place as fast as thunder, and returned to Wang Lin's side in the distance.

With a call of Wang Lin's right hand, the forbidden flag and the ancient mirror were put away, and at the same time, the storage bag on the big man's body and the trident fell into his hands one by one.

With a sweep of consciousness, Wang Lin took out a token from the storage bag, on which was written a word in black. After getting this token, he looked up at the three people in the distance. land.

In this battle, there were many spectators in Lianmo City, some of whom were Nascent Soul cultivators who came here to participate in the secret city. Wang Lin killed the big man cleanly, which left a deep impression on them, especially the endless magic weapons and In the end, the monster that devoured the Nascent Soul, with their knowledge and knowledge, couldn't recognize what this beast was.

Even the three elders who were also guardians of the big man did not approach Wang Lin to make an argument after being silent for a while. Mayor of Mexico City.

It's just that the city lord has been retreating all year round, so this matter is likely to be shelved. After all, with the cultivation base of the white youth, I am afraid that it is not much better than the monks in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul.

The three of them looked at each other, sighed secretly, and left in a flash.

When Wang Lin reappeared, he appeared in the store in the secret city, and threw the token to the old man who was staring blankly at him. He said calmly, "Now, I have the token."——

The monthly ticket was added very fiercely, and the ear roots burst into other people's chrysanthemums as I wished, thank you brothers and sisters.

Next, please help me to burst a chrysanthemum. Explode all the way, and see how Xianni can be ranked in the end!