Wang Lin kept staring at the monk holding his soul jade slip. When the other party three were about to crush the jade slip, he opened his mouth without saying a word and spit out a green light. The green light flashed and instantly slashed towards the other party.

As soon as the green light came out, the cold air around him was suddenly overwhelmed. The blood-refining flying sword that was cultivating with Wang Lin's life changed after Wang Lin practiced the Huangquan Ascension Punishment, and the spiritual power in his body changed. A trace of "extreme" meaning was unconsciously displayed on the flying sword.

The cold air on the flying sword was extremely domineering. When the flowers and plants around him were swept by the cold air, they suddenly turned into ice crystals. Even the early stage monks in the foundation building next to them became stiff and numb in an instant, and their skin quickly crystallized with the naked eye.

The monk holding the jade slip of Wang Lin's soul was immediately shocked and had no time to crush the jade slip and quickly retreated. However, he never dreamed that the green small sword actually buzzed and lost its trace in front of him. In a daze, the monk quickly sacrificed his defensive magic weapon, but it was too late.

The flying sword appeared one foot in front of the other party. A green light flashed and pierced into the monk's throat, penetrated through. A blood arrow rushed far away. The monk covered his neck in disbelief and fell slowly.

Wang Lin jumped, grabbed the soul jade slip from the air, and threw it into the storage bag.

All this happened too quickly, and it was most appropriate to describe it as lightning. At this time, the other two late-stage monks in the foundation-building stage had already crushed the soul jade slip. A pink smoke floated out of the broken jade slip, like waves, turbulently moving around in a circle.

The coffins where the disciples of the Ziyin Sect store the corpse puppets were immediately heard from the coffin when they encountered the pink smoke, just like someone was lying in the coffin, constantly shaved the coffin with his fingernails.

Looking at the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage, they all stood still as if they had been used to impose the immobilization technique.

After crushing the jade slip, the two late-stage monks in the foundation-building stage did not look at Wang Lin and rushed into the soon-to-disintegration Giant Sect at an extremely fast speed.

The two flashed in, and then the Jumen completely dissipated, turning into crystal lights, slowly disappearing without a trace.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin quickly withdrew from afar, looking at the location of the disciples of the Simon Sect, and remained silent.

At this time, the squeaking sound became louder and louder. Suddenly, one of the coffin lids suddenly shattered, and a pair of black claws emerged straight, and a heavy breathing sound came.

Slowly, a mummy with long hair and long hair all over her body sat up from the coffin, and her eyes emitting green light. It turned its head and looked around, and finally looked at its owner closest to it.

A bloodthirsty cold light appeared in his eyes. It suddenly jumped up, screamed, grabbed his master, sucked his nose hard, and the early stage monk in the foundation building trembled, his skin shrank at an extremely fast speed, turning into a trace of white gas, quickly drilling into the body of the corpse puppet.

At the same time, the dry muscles on the corpse puppet immediately became swelling as if they were injected with vitality.

Not long after, the monk was already skinny and had no breathing, and no breathing. Looking at the corpse puppet, he had recovered from his human form.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse puppet sucked again, and the monk snorted, his body tilted, and he died. A wisp of yellow gas slowly floated out of the corpse, and was grabbed by the corpse puppet's hand and stuffed directly into his mouth.

Soon, the body of the corpse puppet changed rapidly, and the hair grew again, and the black hair on the body gradually fell off. In a blink of an eye, he became the same as the monk before.

At the same time, the coffin lids were shattered one after another, and pairs of corpse claws extended out of the coffin. As soon as these corpse puppets appeared, they immediately jumped up and rushed towards their respective owners.

Not all corpse puppets are like this. About one-third of them, after crawling out of the coffin, they looked around blankly and stood there motionless.

Wang Lin looked at the scene in shock. All the corpse puppets that swallowed the monks finally had almost the late stage of foundation building. Looking at the more than ten monsters in front of him, Wang Lin's scalp was numb and he stepped back carefully.

At this moment, screams sounded one after another. After the devouring corpse puppets turned into their own masters, they all turned their eyes to the remaining disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect and rushed forward at the same time.

The flesh and blood were flying, and the fishy storm blew on the face. Wang Lin turned around and left quickly without saying a word.

After walking far away, Wang Lin stood outside a dense forest in the valley with a gloomy expression. He had seen the viciousness of the Corpse Yin Sect. If he had stopped the monk before crushing the jade slip, he might have become the belly-covered object of those monsters now.

After a few sneers, Wang Lin knew that the Cassin Valley was full of dangers, and almost all the sects of the Zhao State's righteous and demons gathered here. Wang Lin did not intend to participate in the matters of the battlefield outside the domain and was preparing to find an exit to leave here. What he wanted to do now was to find a place of cold and cold, practice in seclusion, and improve his cultivation.

So when he came into contact with the world of cultivation, Wang Lin felt that there were crises everywhere around him, and he would die on the spot if he was not careful. But since he embarked on the road to cultivation, if he wanted to continue safely, he had to become strong.

At the same time, the wood-based materials needed for Tianni Bead are also the focus of Wang Lin’s current mind.

While thinking, Wang Lin suddenly took a few steps back. With a swish, a black light flashed through the place where he was standing, and at the same time, a burst of laughter came from the dense forest.

"Boy, you're hiding very quickly." A young man in gorgeous clothes walked out of the dense forest slowly, staring at Wang Lin with a smile, looked up and down, and then said, "Which sect is from?"

Wang Lin looked as usual and said coldly: "Corpse Yin Sect."

The young man in the Chinese costume was stunned and smiled and said, "Ziyin Sect? It is rumored that the disciples of Ziyin Sect will carry a coffin with you. Where is your coffin?"

Wang Lin glanced at the other party and frowned.

The young man snorted coldly, pointed his right hand and a black light appeared above his fingertips, and said, "No matter whether you are the Corpse Yin Sect or not, leave your storage bag."

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his spiritual sense swept, and he found that there were three people in the dense forest. He didn't speak and took a few steps back.

When the young man saw Wang Lin retreating, he showed contempt on his face. He lit his right hand and suddenly a black light flashed and shot towards Wang Lin's heart.

Wang Lin raised his eyebrows and waved his sleeves. The gravitational technique turned into a big hand to block it. The black light hit the big hand, rushed into a few inches, and disappeared.

Wang Lin glanced at the young man coldly and found in his spiritual sense that the three people in the dense forest were quickly coming here. He was unwilling to get entangled with the other party and quickly retreated.

The young man's face was slightly angry. Although the other party was in the early stage of foundation building like himself, he was followed by three senior brothers, one of whom was in the middle stage of foundation building. The four of them did not walk with the other people in the Tiandao Sect, but had other plans and prepared to take advantage of this opportunity to kill people and seize treasures.

You should know that in this competition, each sect has scattered a large number of magic weapons to the Foundation Establishment disciples in order to improve their strength.

At this moment, seeing that the other party was the same, the young man couldn't help but think of killing. Now, seeing Wang Lin retreating, he slapped the storage bag without saying a word, and suddenly a ruler that was eight inches long flew out.

The ruler is all green and immediately emits a strong fragrance after appearing. The young man took a deep breath and without saying a word, the ruler suddenly moved and with a buzzing sound, a huge black Ganoderma lucidum emerged from the ruler. As soon as the Ganoderma lucidum appeared, it immediately left the ruler and floated in the air.

The young man had a solemn expression and quickly took out something from the storage bag and threw it out. A red light flashed, and a blood-red poisonous bee rushed towards Ganoderma lucidum at an extremely fast speed. He swallowed Ganoderma lucidum in a few mouthfuls.

Its size suddenly became several times larger, just like the size of a fist, and rushed towards Wang Lin with a stern sound.

All this was slow, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, the cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and the green sword flashed in an instant, appeared in front of him, rushing towards the poisonous bee.

The poisonous bee buzzed and drew to the side as the flying sword stabbed, but at this moment, the flying sword suddenly disappeared in place, and when it appeared, it was approaching the young man. In a flash, it penetrated through his chest, bringing up a bloody cavity.

The young man in the Chinese clothing died suddenly without even reacting.

As soon as the young man died, the green ruler in the air immediately lost its luster and fell down. Wang Lin tapped the ruler and the storage bag on the young man's waist and quickly left.

The poisonous bee hovered in the air and quickly flew towards the direction where Wang Lin escaped.

At the same time, three figures rushed out of the dense forest. The three men and one woman were gloomy. One of them looked gloomy. He glanced at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Chasing!"

At this moment, two uninvited guests came from the border town far away in the northern part of Zhao. One of them had a thin face and was wearing a black robe. His eyes opened and closed, and his vicious look flashed by.

Beside him, a monk with fairy spirit and a traitor. This monk is quite old and has a lot of wrinkles on his face, but he has a kind of elegance that emanates from his body, which is in sharp contrast to the gloom of the old man in black robe.

At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding an antique mirror in his hand, constantly looking at it, and counting endlessly.

"Fellow Daoist Qiming, have you calculated it?" The old man in black robe said coldly.

The monk frowned and said, "Teng Huayuan, you don't know the name of the man or his appearance. How can I find it with just a trace of curse?"

The old man in black robe was Teng Huayuan. He stared at the monk and said word by word: "Fellow Daoist Qiming, I will not hesitate to commit crimes in Wufeng Valley and get the qualification tokens for the battlefield outside the domain for your heavenly calculation technique. If you can help me find that person's close relative, all the requirements will be done by me Teng Huayuan, and I will never frown."
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