As the body of the deity slowly appeared in the afterimage restriction, the yin and cold air around it was extremely rich, and even a layer of frost immediately appeared in the house made of spiritual jade.

After the appearance of the deity, Wang Lin's clone took a deep breath, and his body moved forward, and he immediately became one with the deity as if it was folded.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin's eyes ejaculated with gloomy cold light, and a huge murderous intent showed in his eyes. He silenced in Chu State for a long time, but his evil aura did not decrease at all, but was restrained by it. At this time, he was only a little murderous aura leaked, but as for the evil aura, it did not show any of it.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and his body shook, and a mask immediately appeared on his face. His clothes turned into clones. Then his body moved and quickly flashed out of the room. During this process, he immediately felt clearly that his cultivation level had improved a little more.

You should know that before, his cultivation had reached the realm of the fake infant in the late stage of the Pill. At this moment, the cultivation level that was originally impossible to step forward had made progress. Although he had not reached the level of breaking the elixir and establishing the infant, he found that there was a faint purple thread in the golden elixir in his body.

Wang Lin knew that at the moment of standing in the infant, purple qi came in the golden elixir. This purple qi, also known as the Qi of the first infant, was an important substance that prompted the fragmentation of the golden elixir into the infant.

When the entire golden elixir is covered with the silent purple air, it means that the day of birth is coming.

In the past, although Wang Lin tried many times, the first infant energy never appeared. Even after devouring the Nascent Soul, the purple energy still did not have time to appear. Instead, it was destroyed by the extreme realm consciousness at the moment when it was about to appear.

But now, the purple qi appears, but the extreme realm does not attack again. This means that the method that Wang Lin thought of is absolutely feasible. As long as he persists and brings his clone to the Nascent Soul stage and combines it with his body, he can definitely make his cultivation break through the Killing Pill and reach the Nascent Soul stage. From then on, he will be invincible in the God Transformation Stage.

Moreover, with his various magical powers, the power of ancient gods, the power of magic weapons, and even the God Transformation Stage, Wang Lin dared to fight, just like he is not afraid of the battle with the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Wang Lin took a deep breath. His body did not stop, but floated to the body of the spirit ape in the yard like a ghost. He was about to deal with the corpse, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, he glanced at the corpse, and murmured to himself: "It is worthy of being a low-grade spirit beast. With my clone's cultivation, I didn't see that the soul of this beast is still there."

Wang Lin moved his right hand and pressed it on the beast's head from the air. A cold face appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "Since I meet it, I will save you once. From now on, you will be the third devil of my deity!"

A black light flashed out from Wang Lin's right hand and fell into the beast's head. Soon, the black light slowly emerged from the beast's forehead. Within the black light, there was a spirit ape soul with eyes full of blur.

The moment the soul appeared, a creepy aura spread out from the soul, and the surrounding medicine fragrance immediately dissipated. Even some nearby flowers and plants trembled sharply and eventually withered.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "You are born with resentment in your soul. It's very good. It seems that you have suffered great pain before you die. This kind of pain, in addition to your body, also has the soul." Wang Lin felt this breath around him. He had not seen this breath for the first time. In fact, such a resentment appeared in the State of Zhao four hundred years ago.

The master who exuded this hostility at that time was Wang Lin!

Now seeing the same aura emitted from the soul of the spirit ape, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his right hand suddenly moved, and he quickly grabbed the soul. At the same time, he shook his sleeve with his left hand, took out a soul flag, and placed the soul inside.

After several restrictions were put on it, Wang Lin ignored it and let it die. In the soul flag, there were several relatively powerful souls, which Wang Lin collected over the years and prepared as spare parts for the refining demons.

If this spirit ape is not swallowed in the end but instead swallows other souls, then this beast is qualified to become the third devil. If it cannot do this, then its soul will be scattered.

After collecting this beast, Wang Lin looked as usual, jumped out of the courtyard and headed towards Nanyuan.

Almost at the moment when Wang Lin appeared from the afterimage ban, Li Muwan, who was far away in the third attic in the south head of Nanyuan, suddenly jumped in her eyebrows. She was refining a furnace of quite important elixirs, and she trembled and threw away the medicinal materials in her hand. Regardless of the elixir that could not be relaxed at all, she rushed out of the room without saying a word.

A furnace of fourth-grade spiritual pills is nothing in her eyes, and it is not as good as the figure in her mind.

In the moment just now, a trace of spiritual consciousness left by the man in the soul blood on her eyebrows suddenly wafted, and a faint smell of the smell of a river that was about to return to the sea after all.

It seemed as if there was a huge magnet somewhere in front of her, which was attracting the trace of spiritual consciousness on her forehead, trembling wildly, and almost leaving her body.

She had never experienced this phenomenon two hundred years before, but at this moment, there was a kind of enlightenment and expectation in her heart. Could it be that the person she had been waiting for for two hundred years... isn't it not far away!!

Li Muwan took a deep breath and rushed out of the attic, about to walk out of the courtyard, but at this moment, a nice voice came slowly from outside the garden: "Junior sister, where are you going?"

A cold light flashed in Li Muwan's eyes and her body shone forward, but a white shadow quickly blocked her. The white shadow was the middle-aged man who had been here before.

The man looked at Li Muwan and said gently and slightly surprised: "Junior sister, you haven't answered yet, where are you going? Hey, it's rare for you to look so in a hurry."

Li Muwan's eyes were unprecedentedly cold. She stared at the other party, holding back the spiritual consciousness that was constantly increasing fluctuations in her eyebrows. Her tone was as cold as the frost of three winters: "Sun Zhenwei, do you really think that you can stop me with your cultivation level in the late stage of the elixir? If you don't let go, the junior sister will be rude!"

The middle-aged man smiled gently and said, "Junior sister, this is Yuntian Sect, how could I stop you? I don't know where the junior sister is going, so I'm happy to accompany you."
Chapter completed!