Wang Lin's expression was always cold, and he instantly crossed dozens of feet away and came outside the bubble where the woman in pink was, and looked at her and the unconscious village girl and beautiful woman coldly.

The woman in pink showed vigilance in her eyes, and the traces of the snowflakes on her eyebrows were constantly flashing. She was extremely nervous at this moment. In this quiet and weird magma, she had no power to stop her behavior. The only thing she relied on was the snowflake mark on her eyebrows, which was the self-defense treasure given to her by her senior sister.

"Are you the Saint of Kunxu?" Wang Lin stared at the woman in pink, and calmly heard his divine thoughts. As soon as his divine thoughts came out, they immediately merged with the magma and turned into ripples and echoed, which actually caused the bubbles where the woman in pink to be in violently fluctuated, as if they could collapse at any time.

The woman in pink looked pale immediately, bit her lower lip and shook her head, and said, "I am not the Saint Kunxu, but my senior sister is."

"What is your relationship with her?" Wang Lin asked, pointing to the beautiful village girl.

"She is my elder in Kunxu realm..." The woman in pink dared not not to answer. At this moment, as long as Wang Lin poked the bubble, she might be able to resist the magma with magic weapons, but the beautiful village girl around her would be immediately filled with magma, which made her already-in-fire poisoned body even more serious, and it was even likely that her body and spirit would be destroyed.

"Xiaokongzi has had it with you, but we have not offended you...you..." Before the woman in pink finished speaking, her pupils immediately shrank, and she quickly took a few steps back. The snowflakes between her eyebrows suddenly transformed and flashed in front of her.

Wang Lin had already penetrated the bubble in one step while she was talking and stood opposite the woman in pink.

"Put your magic weapon." Wang Lin entered the bubble, squatted, his eyes fell on the unconscious village girl, with a strange light on his eyes. As for the woman in pink, Wang Lin didn't take it seriously at all. Even if the other party had the magic weapon like snowflakes, Wang Lin couldn't see it at all.

"What are you going to do?" The woman in pink was pounding and her heart was beating faster. After seeing Wang Lin lifting her right hand and landing on the eyebrows of the beautiful village girl, she immediately tried to stop her.

But just as he wanted to take action, Wang Lin did not turn around, but pointed his left hand back casually.

"Noisy!"

The immobilization technique was suddenly used, and the woman in pink suddenly stopped. Although her body was fixed, the snowflakes in front of her turned into countless, surrounding her body and defended tightly.

Wang Lin no longer paid attention to the woman in pink, but pointed her right index finger at the village girl's beautiful woman's eyebrows. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party was heavily poisoned by fire, his soul was weak and his mind was in a coma, his consciousness suddenly rushed into the beautiful woman's body along his fingers and swept across his mind.

The memories of the beautiful village girl and beautiful women appeared in Wang Lin's mind in an instant. Although the beautiful village girl and beautiful women had higher cultivation than Wang Lin, under the premise of this moment, Wang Lin used his spiritual sense to gain a glimpse of the memory. The life and death of this woman was not important to Wang Lin. What he wanted was the memory of this woman!

All the memories related to the Kunxu realm were sure to win Wang Lin. He wanted to understand the Kunxu realm, and the real reason for him to understand was that when his cultivation level was improved to the late stage of the Great Perfection of Peeking Nirvana, his mind filled the entire starry sky. In the Kunxu realm, he saw the figure that made his heart hurt.

The spiritual sense swept through the memories of this beautiful village girl. Wang Lin gradually gained some understanding of the realm of Kunxu, and his expression gradually became solemn, but these were not what he wanted. As he continued to search for memories, the beautiful village girl girl trembled, her eyelashes trembled even more, and her beautiful and mature face showed a strange flush that made people's hearts thrill.

Under Wang Lin's soul search, it was obvious that the fire poison in this woman's body could not be suppressed. There was signs of an explosion. The woman in pink who was fixed next to her showed anxiety in her eyes, and her eyes looked at Wang Lin were filled with hatred. However, her cultivation was not enough, and under Wang Lin's immobilization technique, she could not resist at all.

In the memory of the beautiful village girl, Wang Lin suddenly shook and found what he wanted. In this girl's memory, there was a proud figure.

This figure is exactly the person Wang Lin is watching in Kunxu’s realm!

"Mu Bingmei, the Holy Maiden of Kunxu!" Wang Lin's expression showed complexity and raised the right finger of searching for the memories of the beautiful woman in the village girl.

The beautiful woman in this village respects the Saint Kunxu and doesn't know much about it. She only knows that the Saint has practiced is extremely strange. Almost all of the saints in all generations have practiced this skill. Once they are perfected, they will become the strongest person in Kunxu's realm.

Unfortunately, this skill seems extremely difficult to practice, so there is almost no one except the first generation of saints. Only the seventh generation of saints, Mu Bingmei, seems to have a slight success.

"Liu Mei...Mu Bingmei..." Wang Lin's heart was filled with severe pain, and it was even more felt that Wang Ping, who was in the Tianni Bead, seemed to have a sign of awakening because of his own mind fluctuations.

When he thought of Wang Ping, Wang Lin's heart was like a knife. Wang Ping always had a wish in his life, but he only mentioned this wish once in his life. After not getting the answer, he never mentioned it again until his final life passed.

He really wanted to look at his mother...

Wang Lin stood up in silence and looked at the woman in pink. In the memory of the beautiful village girl, Wang Lin knew that this woman was Liu Mei's junior sister, and she also practiced the same ***. Moreover, she was not an ordinary elder relationship with the beautiful village girl, but the beautiful village girl who watched her grow up and became Liu Mei's junior sister.

A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes and he said calmly: "If I don't save her, she will definitely die in one stick of incense!"

The beautiful woman in the village girl was rosy at this moment. This redness was a strange red, and a lot of sweat came out of the beautiful woman's body, but in a blink of an eye it turned into a slight white air floating up.

If it continues, the beautiful woman in this village will become a mummy in the future, and the soul in the body will collapse and be destroyed. In fact, even if Wang Lin does not search for his memories, the beautiful woman in this village will not last long. Although she grows a little longer, the result is still the same.

"If you agree, we can make a deal. I will save her and take you and the two of you into the hall and enter the eighth floor. You have to let me search for memories!" Wang Lin said calmly. He gave the woman a choice. It would be fine if the other party agreed. If he disagreed, Wang Lin would also take action.

The woman in pink smiled bitterly. She saw the firmness in Wang Lin's words. She was smart and naturally saw that Wang Lin must be looking for something to search for memories.

After observation, what he was looking for must be related to his senior sister. Even if he disagreed, it would be of no use.

Nodded, the woman in pink gave up resisting.

Wang Lin was not talking, but swept his sleeves, immediately rolled up the two girls, took a step forward, and even penetrated the bubbles directly and headed straight forward.

He soon approached the hall and stepped into the hall in a flash. After entering it, Wang Lin pointed his right hand in front of him. Suddenly, the magma in the hall immediately rolled and rushed outwards. In just a moment, there was no magma in the hall, and the door of the hall closed with a bang.

Although the magma was not there, it still emitted a strong high temperature. Wang Lin shook his sleeves, and the woman in pink and the beautiful village girl fell aside.

The right hand grabbed the beautiful woman in the village girl. The beautiful woman's body immediately flew up and landed in front of Wang Lin. Wang Lin's right hand slapped the beautiful woman in continuous shooting, without caring about it at all. The whereabouts of the woman fell on the woman. Every time the shot fell, the woman's skin would become even redder.

After half a stick of incense, the woman's body was almost red. Wang Lin suddenly put his right hand on the woman's Tianling and sucked hard. Suddenly, the fire poison in the woman's body was used wildly and all the heavenly spirits were penetrated into Wang Lin's hands.

Gradually, the beautiful village girl returned to normal, but she was extremely weak and fell to the side.

"Now, it's your turn." Wang Lin looked at the woman in pink.

The woman in pink bit her lower lip, and after a moment of silence, she sat cross-legged on the ground, with her right hand on the middle of her eyebrows, and immediately the snowflakes outside her body quickly dissipated, and finally all disappeared. She closed her eyes and sat there motionlessly.

Wang Lin had no mercy on the face of the woman in pink, and his spiritual sense spread and began to search for memories.

The woman in pink trembled, but she gritted her teeth and persevered. Although the search for memory would harm her, Wang Lin was not such a domineering person. When searching, as long as the woman did not resist, she would not force her to break it. Therefore, all this depends on whether the woman in pink gave up all her resistance.

As he searched, Wang Lin gradually learned more about Mu Bingmei. After a long time, he raised his right hand and his expression became more complicated.

"The Heavenly Soul Dao... is illusory that there is a soul in the Heavenly Way. I practice this soul Dao countless times. After many experiences, practice differently. I gain countless artistic conceptions and then retain my original heart. Finally, I will unite and achieve the Heavenly Soul Dao..."

This Heavenly Soul Dao is the peak magical technique in Kunxu's realm. Throughout history, only the first generation of saints have succeeded. Since then, all saints of all dynasties have failed and lost their true hearts and died.

As the seventh generation of saint, Mu Bingmei actually made a shortcut with the ruthless way. After practicing this Heavenly Soul Path, she did not retain her original heart, but let her survive on her own and reproduce a new consciousness. She did not know the existence of the original body at all. Only after meeting the requirements can she open up the inheritance of memory and merge with the original body.

The way of heaven is ruthless, so *** also needs to be ruthless!

And her *** is not as numerous as the saints of all generations, but only nine!

These nine cultivators, the cultivation stars she chose, were determined after a deep calculation, and after countless years, the first eight cults were all perfected, retaining their virginity to awaken.
Chapter completed!