Chapter 147: The Pill (4)

"You, damn!" Another person in the black fog said gloomyly, and at the same time, a miserable green hand stretched out from the fog, and slapped Wei San with a trace of black air.

Wei San's face immediately pale, knelt on the ground, and trembled, "Disciple... Every sentence of the disciple is true. Except for his mistake in his cultivation, I guess, my disciple..." He was so scared that his words were a little incoherent.

The fellow disciples of his Dou Xie Sect around him were all expressionless, and several even showed gloating expressions. Wei San felt even chilling in his heart. Seeing that his dry hand was about to fall, a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he immediately shouted: "I... I remembered it. He asked the guy in the weapon refining pavilion if there is a fifth-grade or above alchemy furnace!"

In fact, Wei San didn't hear this clearly at all. He was forced to do it now. In desperation, he immediately started talking nonsense. As he spoke, he believed it himself, and the other party might be really buying a elixir.

The dry hand paused, and a gloomy voice came again: "Danlu? Wei San, do you know the end of lying to me?"

Wei San gritted his teeth and looked up and said, "Disciple dares to guarantee his life." He smiled bitterly in his heart and said that if he didn't say that, he would die now. It would be better to take a gamble. If he loses, he would admit that he was unlucky, but once he wins, his life will be saved.

"No matter what he said, just go and see." The third elder who had never spoken, his voice was like a bell at this time, and Haohao came.

As soon as the words fell, the three of them stopped hesitating and immediately took off and flew quickly towards Wang Lin. The disciples behind quickly followed closely. Wei San wiped his cold sweat and cursed in his heart, but also followed.

The three elders of the Douxie Sect originally represented the Douxie Sect. They came to Nandou City to discuss important matters with the heads of the three sects. At this time, the disciples of the three sects were ordered to not stop the three people. Therefore, although there were many people in the Douxie Sect along the way, they were as powerful as they were and quickly chased.

As for Wang Lin, every time he flew, someone would come up to check the street signs carefully before letting it go. After a few times, Wang Lin felt impatient. In addition, he noticed that someone was chasing him, so he stopped pausing, rushed all the way and rushed out quickly.

Soon, he came to the city gate and rushed out in an instant. Not long after, the Douxie Sect chased after him and flashed by. After they all left, the disciples of the three sects of Nandou City, led by several cultivators in the Killing Stage, appeared from the city gate.

They just received the order, if the other party fights fiercely in the city, then drive it out. If the other party leaves the city by themselves, they will neither stop nor help.

Wang Lin left Nandou City, stepped on his feet, and immediately drilled into the ground. The earth escape technique suddenly unfolded and quickly escaped.

The three cultivators in the pursuit of the Dan-stage cultivators, one of whom gave a light thrill, flipped his right hand, and an ancient mirror appeared in the palm of his palm. He opened his mouth and spit out a breath of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was blown onto the ancient mirror and immediately rolled around. The crystal light in the ancient mirror flickered, turning into a long rainbow and flew out quickly from the monk's hand. After rotating in the air for several times, a ray of light suddenly shot out from the mirror, pointing to the distant ground, and the light moved forward rapidly.

The three of them sneered and chased them along the mirror light.

The disciples of Dou Xie Sect were also very excited. The feeling of chasing prey with the head of the sect gave them a deep sense of excitement.

Wang Lin frowned slightly, snorted coldly in his heart, and the spiritual consciousness placed in Wei San's body immediately detonated.

Wei San, among the disciples of Douxie Sect, suddenly snorted, spitting blood on his mouth, tilted his body, and fell from the flying sword. His fellow disciples beside him were all shocked.

Wang Lin's speed did not decrease and continued to escape, but his spiritual consciousness scattered and condensed on one of the enemies. With a thought, another disciple of the Douxie Sect howled.

As a result, the disciples of the Douxie Sect who were pursuing stopped involuntarily and did not dare to continue. However, the three cultivators in the Kalpa stage did not care at all, stared at the place pointed by the mirror in the distance and chased them out.

One of the monks waved his hand and a handful of black seals flew out of his sleeves. After a few swings in the air, it turned into a giant peak. As the monk sneered, the giant peak immediately smashed down.

The moment he smashed, Wang Lin, who was under the ground, immediately turned around and avoided. The monk's smile became colder, and he waved his commands repeatedly, and the huge peaks fell violently. In a series of roars, a black shadow rushed from the ground, turned around and glanced at the three of them coldly, and flew away quickly.

"Supply the magic weapon purchased in the weapon refining pavilion, otherwise you will die!" The monk who threw out the ancient mirror shouted in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a strong sword energy stabbed violently. He was shocked and moved his body a few inches to the left. Then his chest hurt, feeling something pierced in, and then came out of his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

"What kind of flying sword is this!!!" He looked pale and showed a look of lingering fear. If he hadn't been hiding quickly just now, he would have been here today.

Wang Lin sighed secretly, and when he summoned his right hand, the crystal flying sword appeared in his hand in a flash.

The other two monks of Jiedan looked shocked, and without saying a word, they shot out several defensive magic weapons in succession, and then they stared at Wang Lin with their eyes shining.

"Get out!" Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and after saying a word, he continued to fly forward quickly.

The three Jindan monks looked at each other, and finally looked at the flying sword wandering outside Wang Lin's body, with a look of greed in their eyes. Such a sharp flying sword can be said to be very few in the world. The three of them chased after him without saying a word.

The injured monk threw out several defensive magic weapons while chasing him, making his body tightly protected. He then breathed a sigh of relief. He took several pills in succession, and then catalyzed some pills and applied them to the wound.

Then he hesitated for a moment, took out the jade slip, put it on his forehead and threw it out. The jade slips flashed and disappeared.

Wang Lin swept his spiritual sense and found that the three of them were still chasing him. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These three must have the idea of ​​killing people and catching treasures. It can be chased by three cultivators in the Killing Stage stage. It is common for Wang Lin now. If it were one, he would have the strength to fight. However, although the other three were all in the early stage of Killing Stage, they should not be underestimated.

However, once he successfully formed the pill, killing these three people would be as simple as crushing an ant.

Under the pursuit of the three, Wang Lin fled for a day and a night. During the period, the opponent swung countless magic weapons. Gradually, Wang Lin was a little weak. After attacking the crystal flying sword once, the opponent took precautions when using it, and the effect was not good.

Wang Lin's eyes became colder and colder. His spiritual sense was staring at the three of them. The extreme realm immediately flashed out. The three Dan Cultivators suddenly had a red light in front of them. They felt like they were hit hard by a huge hammer. They immediately flowed down their mouths and noses. After shaking their body a few times, their eyes showed unprecedented horror and solemnity.

The injured monk before, even blew a mouthful of blood again, his eyes were red, and his face showed a look of pain. If someone hadn't grabbed it, he would have fallen off the flying sword.

"He is definitely not a simple foundation-building stage, he should be the kind of cultivator who is only a slight short of entering the Dan Killing stage!" He took a deep breath, calmed down his spiritual sense, and said to the two people around him.

"We must kill him, otherwise with this person's magical power, if he succeeds in forming a pill, the three of us will definitely die!"

"I have notified the head coach and I should have sent someone to support me soon."

Wang Lin frowned. The extreme spiritual consciousness was affected by his cultivation. It was originally ineffective for the Dan-Creating Stage, but now with the Huangquan Ascending Orifice in his body, the three elixirs combined to appear in one form, which produced a slight effect, but obviously it could only be injured, but it could not be killed.

The injury seems to be very serious, but for the monks in the Kalpa stage, they only need to rest for a little to recover.

If there is only one person on the other side, it should be fine to kill one person with all his strength, but now he can only run away!

Wang Lin sighed in his heart and flew forward quickly.

Eight hours later, the sky became darker, and Wang Lin had used his extreme spiritual consciousness several times, and he could only delay a little at a time. As his spiritual consciousness swept, he suddenly stood up and turned around and looked at his enemy who had been chasing him for two days and one night.

The three of them were also exhausted, but they had to chase after them. Otherwise, once the other party formed a pill in the future, the three of them would die without a place to bury them. At this time, they saw Wang Lin suddenly stop, and all three of them were confused.

At this moment, Wang Lin stretched his right hand high like supporting the sky, his eyes flashed with the cold light, his hair moved with the wind, and the corners of his clothes made a blowing sound.

The crystal flying sword was shining with a hint of cold light at his feet.

Soon, a trace of blue flame appeared on his right hand. As soon as the flame appeared, the air around him immediately became cold. This ice flame was Wang Lin's killer move except for the extreme realm. Since the extreme realm had been used, he didn't want to use this ice flame anymore. After using it many times underground in the Fourteenth Valley, Wang Lin found that this ice flame was a consumable item. Every time he used it, it would be a little lost. But now the other party is approaching step by step, so he can't let him worry anymore.

As soon as the Ice Flame appeared, the three monks of Killing Dan changed their faces. Before they could take action, Wang Lin waved his right hand and the size of his fist slowly floated towards them.

It seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast. The wind blowing from the sky around it turned into an ice wind at this moment, like a knife, quickly condensed into a solid body and threw it towards the three of them.

The three of them immediately dispersed without any hesitation, but the ice flame speed suddenly increased. At an incredible angle, they touched the arm of the monk who had been injured many times. In the blink of an eye, the monk didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body emitted blue flames, which disappeared in an instant.

The ice flame was weak and continued to float towards the next monk, but at this moment, suddenly, gusts of wind and thunder came from afar, and then seven or eight long rainbows came through the air.
Chapter completed!