Chapter 1868 Zhang Daozong
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This time the battle was not as numerous as the first time, and in this way, the scope did not affect too much, and it was less than hundreds of miles or so.
The battlefield was about tens of thousands of miles away, and it was still covered by mist. In the weeds and mud on the ground, there was a stone. At this moment, the stone emitted a faint light, and Wang Lin's figure suddenly transformed.
The sky was dark and covered by fog. The rain a few days ago did not stop, but it was much smaller, merged with the fog and became wet.
He lowered his head and picked up the space stone and put it into the storage space. Wang Lin looked into the distance, with a cold light in his eyes.
"After entering the space stone, it will fall to its original place. In this case, it is actually very dangerous. If it is absolutely necessary, it is better not to use it again."
Wang Lin shook his body, the ripples echoed under his feet, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
When it appeared, it was already outside the millions of battlefields fighting, less than a thousand miles away. Here, you could faintly feel the waves of magical powers coming from the front and the faint breath of death.
As long as there is such a large-scale battle, countless deaths on both sides will surely die. Wang Lin is tired of such a war and he is unwilling to participate in too much. Here, he has no sense of belonging, nor does he call out the passion of our cultivators, He Xi for his battle.
What he did was to complete the three conditions assigned by the Qingniu Ancestor and repay the three gifts from the Great Soul Sect! This is Wang Lin's character, and he is very kind!
"It is no longer suitable to continue fighting with the Kongjie monk... But if there is the Kongjie monk who is seriously injured by others, maybe I can get some advantage..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body turned into a scattered scattered shreds of tobacco, melting into the fog and galloping towards the battlefield ahead, getting closer and closer.
As the waves of magical powers became stronger and stronger, and the breath of death became stronger. He also heard the sound of fighting sounds coming from the front and the roar of magical powers colliding.
"In this battlefield, it is a way to capture the soul and seal it in your body to practice the Speed God Skill!" Wang Lin got closer and closer to the battlefield. Not long after, he rushed into the battlefield of hundreds of miles, roaring in his ears, and the waves of magic echoed, and even more colorful.
The monks who were originally arched by six or seven thousand on both sides now have less than four thousand left. They are red-eyed and start a tragic collision. Wang Lin wanders beside the warring monks. He sees the death of the Green Demon Continent and the death of Tianniu Continent, but does not take action.
He was unwilling to participate in this battle. In his opinion, whether it was Tianniuzhou or Green Demonic, they were all birds of a feather, and there was no difference.
As he was flashing, Wang Lin flew quickly towards the depths of the battlefield. Not long after, Wang Lin suddenly stopped and turned to look to the right. There were two monks fighting in the mist. One of them was in defeat and was dangerous many times. At this moment, he retreated repeatedly. The old man from the Green Demon Island in front of him had a good cultivation level, with the level of the mid-stage Kong Xuan, and was extremely cruel to take action.
"It's him!" Wang Lin glanced at the monk who had retreated repeatedly. He had some impression of this person. It was the old man Cangfa who appeared on the Jitian Grassland.
The old man was in a very embarrassed moment, his face was pale, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, but his expression was still firm and there was no change at all.
After taking a few glances, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and his body shook.
The monk who was chasing the old man Cangfa had a ferocious look on his face, roaring and waved his hands, and these two huge illusory shadows stood outside his body and chased after him in an instant.
"You have fought with me for so long, and now I will die for me!" The monk suddenly raised his hands and pointed forward. The two huge phantoms on both sides of his body roared into a rainbow and headed straight forward, and he was about to catch up with the old man with a crow hair.
The old man in the Cangfa sighed inwardly. He was a little indifferent to life and death. In this battlefield, he saw the scathing deaths of many fellow practitioners, but now it was his turn.
A hint of sadness rose in his heart, but it was more of a relief. But it would be impossible if he was left alone. A chill flashed in his eyes and he was about to explode himself!
This is the last thing he could do for his hometown as a monk from Tianniuzhou before he died!
"I was born in Tianniuzhou. My cultivation is the heaven and earth of Tianniuzhou, created by the spirit and objects. Now I will be left to Tianniuzhou, and I have no worries!" The old man's eyes were calm, and he turned around and stopped escaping in his words. But when he was about to explode, his eyes suddenly contracted. He saw a figure suddenly appear between himself and the monk chasing him.
It was a figure with white hair and white clothes!
Wang Lin appeared silently, raised his right hand and waved it forward casually. The sky and the earth roared, and the surrounding fog rolled in large quantities. However, the two coming illusory demon shadows were shocked, and their whole body suddenly collapsed.
The collapse of the illusory demon god made the face of the monk in the Green Demon state change drastically, and he showed a look of horror. His magical powers were not impossible to be broken, but he was destroyed so easily by the other party, so there was only one explanation!
The other party is the weakest and is also a Xuanjie cultivator!!
This thought flashed through his mind, and the Green Demon monk's scalp became numb. Without hesitation, he quickly retreated and was about to escape from this place.
Wang Lin snorted coldly, raised his foot and took a step forward, and appeared thousands of feet away. The place where the Green Demon Cultivator escaped, instantly transformed into the other side, and a palm fell down like a mountain of Tai. At the moment when the monk had no power to dodge, he pressed the heavenly spirit above his head.
With a bang, the monk's whole body collapsed, and his flesh was blurred in pieces. His soul was surrounded by this force and pulled out of his collapsed body. Wang Lin pinched it and quickly made a large number of marks, and then pressed it on his chest.
The soul disappeared, but there was an additional vortex in Wang Lin's body. This vortex was a prototype of a divine vein that he had completely developed in his body according to the mantras and methods of the Quick God Jue.
All this was extremely fast and it ended in a blink of an eye. The old man in the blink of an eye was stunned, watching Wang Lin's back disappear in a flash. It took him a long time to take a long breath.
"He is the elder of the Great Soul Sect!" The old man had seen Wang Lin in the underground palace, and at a glance he recognized it at first sight, but Wang Lin's long white hair, the white clothes and the coldness radiated from his body made the old man feel familiar, as if he had seen it vaguely at some point.
Wang Lin wandered in the fog, constantly approaching the places where the cultivators of Kongjie were fighting in the depths. Along the way, any cultivator who was seen by him in Kong Xuan's cultivation would immediately take action to kill him, take the soul seal in his body, and consolidate the first divine vein.
Wang Lin vaguely understood the principle of this speed divine decision. By constantly sealing a certain degree of soul, they turned into a vortex. In this way, once the vortex rotates, its speed will be extremely fast!
The more cultivators sealed, the higher the cultivation level, the faster the vortex will rotate. Similarly, when Wang Lin needs it, his speed of exerting his magical powers will increase rapidly.
But it was not without limits. Wang Lin walked all the way, and when he approached the edge of the place where the Kongjie monks fought, he had already sealed nine people. After these nine people, they could no longer seal, and there was no way to form a second divine vein.
This point is explained in the Quick God Jue. After Wang Lin experienced it himself, he had a profound understanding. To form the second divine vein, he must have a higher level of cultivation.
Unless he can start sealing with the monk Kong Nie like Xu Decai, but in this way, his power will be much less. Now, Wang Lin, a vortex formed by the monk Kong Xuan, can compare with the four vortexes of Xu Decai back then.
This shows that.
"The Xuanjie cultivator should be able to make the second divine vein appear in my body, but there are very few Xuanjie cultivators in this battlefield..." Wang Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at the violently rolling fog in the distance, all the Amphibition cultivators on both sides existed.
After watching for a while, Wang Lin frowned.
"It will be difficult for them to get seriously injured in a while. Those Green Demon Cultivators didn't know what kind of pills they had taken, and seemed to be able to vaguely fight against the fog while improving their combat power... In this way, they simply went to find the Xuanjie Cultivator first." Wang Lin looked thoughtful and retreated quietly. When he was about to leave, his expression suddenly changed. Without thinking, Wang Lin immediately expanded his speed and rushed forward.
The moment it rushed out less than three feet, a green light approached instantly and landed at the place where he had existed before. The earth shook, and a loud rumbling sound rose up and spread around. Even the fog seemed to be under the blow of the green light, showing signs of collapse.
This attack caused a huge wave of impact, pushing Wang Lin's body far away. If Wang Lin hadn't noticed it in time, that attack just now would be enough to seriously injure him!
Without turning around, Wang Lin felt a sense of hair standing up. He clearly noticed a divine thought locking him, and his body flashed and he walked forward and hurriedly.
There are even ripples under his feet, and he must integrate into the world.
"Zhuo!" But at this moment, a cold voice echoed in his ears. The world seemed to be sealed with dust, and it could not be integrated!
"The old monster in the middle stage of the hollow catastrophe!" Wang Lin immediately judged that this person who locked his cultivation level, and he no longer integrated into the world after gritting his teeth. Instead, he swung his sleeves, and the mosquito beast appeared and carried his body and galloped away.
Behind Wang Lin, the old man surnamed Zhang, who had fought with Lu Wenran and several Tianniuzhou Kongjie monks, took one step at the place where Wang Lin escaped, with murderous intent in his eyes, and quickly chased after him regardless of the situation of the battle here!
"I have been waiting for you for several days, and finally waited for you, the little fox. If you kill Liu Zhiyuan, you will calm the sect leader's anger!"
Chapter completed!