Chapter 159 The old man in blue

The old man in green clothes sat on it, looked up at the sky, and slapped the gourd with an expressionless face. He was about to fly up, but suddenly his expression moved, his right fingers clamped in front of his eyes, and he saw a crystal light clamped in his hand. He sneered, but soon, his smile stopped.

The crystal light between his fingers slowly dissipated, and this was a afterimage.

At this moment, the old man's head swung quickly, and the crystal light flashed across his cheeks, and disappeared after flashing a few times in the air.

The old man did not stop him, but his eyes were too long. He touched a wound on his cheek, put the blood stuck to his hands on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his tongue and added it for a while, he closed his eyes.

"This little guy is very brave!" After a long time, he opened his eyes and slapped the gourd. The gourd immediately shrank, and eventually became the size of a palm. He held it in his hand, opened the plug, put it next to his mouth and took a big sip. A wisp of wine suddenly spread around.

Although the disaster of fire burning country was still eliminated by the fourth-level cultivation country, the fire-attribute spiritual energy here made people tyrannical and could not be absorbed. In addition, the temperature on the ground was too high, and countless fire liquids gathered into a stream, and the continuous volcanic eruptions caused the mortal kingdom on the ground to become a ruined place.

The former Imperial City of Mortals was covered with flames at this time, the buildings were no longer there, there was no creature, and the entire Fire Burning Kingdom was like a quiet and dead place at this time.

Wang Lin and Li Muwan passed by quickly, and both of them were silent about the scenes on the ground. Although Wang Lin was a little moved by this, if Tian Ni Bead had not absorbed the fire spirit that day, he would have been swallowed up by the fire spirit at this moment.

All of this can only be said to be a coincidence, not about right or wrong. Even if you knew the consequences at the beginning, if you could choose, Wang Lin would still choose to save himself.

The two of them were like long rainbows, crossing the sky and soon passed by the place where they first met. Li Muwan glanced at Wang Lin without saying a word.

As for Wang Lin, what he thought was that the person chasing behind him had no time to take care of him. While he was flying, Wang Lin felt something. He stretched out his right hand and the crystal light flying sword fell into his hand.

Suddenly, Wang Lin suddenly stopped. He stared at a trace of blood on the edge of the flying sword and scraped it with his hand. After looking at it for a while, his face was gloomy and gloomy. From this thread of blood, he sensed a dense fluctuation of spiritual power. This person had such spiritual power with just one drop of blood. So how far is his cultivation level?

He took out the jade bottle, put the blood in it and put it back into the storage bag. Wang Lin felt like he was pressing down on the mountain. He looked up at the big word "Zhu" on his head, sneered in his heart, grabbed Li Muwan without saying a word, and ran quickly.

The border of the Huofen Kingdom quickly passed, and it can be seen from a distance that the Huofen Alliance's first occupied mountain peak was now on the peak, and the signs of the four major sects of the Huofen Alliance were hung high, indicating that the place was occupied by the Huofen Alliance.

When he arrived here, Wang Lin stopped, remained silent for a little, and said, "No way to give it away!"

Li Muwan bit her lower lip, looked behind her, and whispered: "Why don't you go back to Luohemen with me first to hide?"

Wang Lin looked as usual and said calmly: "No need!" After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, looked at Li Muwan, and slapped his right hand in the middle of his eyebrows, and Li Muwan's soul blood suddenly flew out.

Wang Lin did not return it directly, but the extreme spiritual consciousness immediately scattered, leaving a trace of his soul blood, and sent out the soul blood.

"Thank you for four years! I left a trace of spiritual consciousness in this soul blood. No one can hurt you from now on from now on." Wang Lin said slowly with a calm voice.

Li Muwan's face showed a complex and difficult-to-understand look, and she whispered: "Is there still a day to meet in the future?"

Wang Lin was silent, sighed lightly, and did not answer the question. Instead, he took out something from the storage bag and handed it to Li Muwan. This thing was the valuable beast spirit furnace. After killing Kunsang that day, Wang Lin took it back.

Li Muwan took the result of the hundreds of beasts. After looking at it for a while, she raised her head and said softly: "These are the elixirs I have refined over the years. The specific functions are introduced on this jade slip." As she said that, she took out more than ten small bottles and a jade slip.

After Wang Lin took it, he put it back in the storage bag, clasped his fists at Li Muwan, and said in a deep voice: "Four years ago, I promised to keep you safe. Now I have done it. From now on, you and I will not owe each other, so I will say goodbye!"

As she said that, Wang Lin moved and was about to leave, Li Muwan suddenly shouted, "Senior Brother, I'll give you this!" As she said that, she took out a white jade slip from the storage bag, threw it out, and drove the sword light without looking back, and flew towards the Huo Burning Alliance.

Wang Lin took the jade slip and swept it intently. The words Li Muwan left inside him immediately echoed in his ears...

"Senior brother, Wan'er doesn't know what your name is. You haven't said it for four years. I guess you don't know mine either... In the past four years, Wan'er thanks you for saving your life several times. Life in the sea of ​​demons is not forgotten in this life... Since separation has become inevitable, Wan'er knows that her senior brother often goes into seclusion and gives a jade talisman. This jade talisman is the pinnacle of Wan'er's formation in this life, taken from the Dragon Fighting Formation of the Fighting Evil Sect, and has been slightly refined.

The formation combines defense and attack and one, but compared to attack, defense is the foundation of this formation. I hope that when the senior brother is in seclusion, if there is danger, this formation can block one or two. If this can be done, Wan'er will be very heart-willed..."

Holding the jade slip, listening to the words in his ears, looking at Li Muwan who was gradually moving in his eyes, Wang Lin was silent. He put away the jade talisman, his body suddenly moved, stepped on the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye. After sneaking far away, he patted his forehead, and his body immediately turned into a spot of light and disappeared underground.

All of him entered the Tianni Space. At this moment, his breath was gone. Wang Lin had already made up his mind and entered the Tianni Space after sending Li Muwan back. The deadline for this killing order was 100 days. For him, it was just a few more days to practice in the Tianni Space.

This is also why he resolutely killed Qian Kun even though he knew that the killing order of Ten Thousand Demons in a Hundred Days was dangerous.

The old man in green clothes who was chasing the territory of Huofen appeared in the place where Wang Lin disappeared shortly after he disappeared, with a look of confusion on his face, and looked down for a little, his body immediately sank into the ground. After searching for it, the old man appeared on the ground with a strong expression of surprise on his face. He murmured to himself: "It disappeared...even the sensation of soul blood is gone. This little guy seems to have many secrets."

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the three long rainbows flying rapidly from a distance with expressionless face. Soon, the three long rainbows landed on the ground, revealing one woman, two male and three.

Among them, the woman was wearing a palace outfit, with a beautiful and beautiful appearance. On the left side of her, a man was handsome and had extraordinary appearance. She wore a black tulle cloth gown and a square scarf on her head, looking as elegant as a scholar.

On the right side of the woman was a tall, red-faced old man with a tall figure. The old man had a very different face than ordinary people, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and there was a mass of fire in his pupils, burning everywhere.

The old man in blue shirt glanced at the three of them and said calmly: "What's the matter with you, three?"

The woman was Feng Luan. Needless to mention the elegant alchemist around her, she was undoubtedly her dual-cultivation partner Yang Sen. As for the old man, she was one of the ancestors of the Nascent Soul in the Temple of War God, and her cultivation was comparable to that of Yang Sen.

Yang Sen glanced at the old man with fear. He couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, so he clasped his fists and said, "Is a fellow Taoist from Xuanwu Kingdom?"

The old man in blue shirt rolled his eyelids and said calmly: "Who is your fellow Taoist? Get out of here, otherwise you will be able to wait for the Nascent Soul to refine treasures!"

Yang Sen's face changed, he sneered a few times, and was about to speak, when the old man with red face suddenly stopped his right hand, his big eyes like a copper bell stared at the seven golden plum blossoms three inches above the bottom of the other party's clothes. His expression changed slightly, and he clasped his fists and said, "You are from the Sea of ​​Demon Cultivation?"

Yang Sen and Feng Luan looked at each other, and their eyes were all on the plum blossoms at the bottom of the old man's clothes.

The old man in blue frowned and felt a little impatient. When he swung his right hand, the three of them suddenly felt a strong wind rising, and their bodies were thrown thousands of miles away. Even the Nascent Soul inside his body showed signs of leaving the body.

After finally stopping his body, the three of them looked gloomy and Yang Sen said in a deep voice: "What kind of cultivation is it?"

"At least in the late stage of the Nascent Soul..." the old man with red face said bitterly.

"Zou Bin, is that golden plum blossom?" Feng Luan frowned and asked softly.

"I believe you have heard that when I was not entering the Temple of War God three hundred years ago, I traveled in the Demon Cultivation Sea. With my early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, as long as I don't enter some dangerous places, it's enough to save my life.

There are 999 cities in the Sea of ​​Cultivation of Demons, of which the Inner Sea occupies more than 300 cities. Among the many cities in the Inner Sea, there are seven cities, known as the Land of Seven Plums.

这七座城交错在一起,形状就如同梅花的花瓣,远远看去,倒也有那么几分相像之处.此地共有七个城主,每一个的修为都深不可测,传闻中,他们甚至已然达到化神期,只不过这是传闻,不知真假.”

"That person just now..." Feng Luan Xiu frowned and asked.

"If that person was not wrong just now, he should be one of the city lords of this Qimei City! However, the demon cultivator who cultivates the sea of ​​demons, especially the inner sea, will not go out to sea easily. He may not stay for too long when he comes this time." The old man with red faced expression was serious and said in a deep voice.

The three of them looked at each other, and they both felt depressed in their hearts. They looked at the direction where the old man in Qingshan was from afar, and bypassed from the side and returned to the Huofen League Peak.

The three of them just felt the aura of a strange Nascent Soul monk nearby, and thought they were from Xuanwu Kingdom, but they didn't expect that the answer was even more distressing than guessing.

After turning around in the spot for a few times, the old man in blue snorted, and his spiritual sense suddenly dissipated and increased the search range. This time, he did not miss any subtle signs, swept across from the ground to the sky.
Chapter completed!