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Chapter 230 Murder Order(2/2)

Wang Lin was in the distance, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. With a summoned hand, the black flying sword disappeared immediately, teleported to him, and stopped moving.

All this happened in an extremely fast time. From Wang Lin's appearance to the outflow of the Han Nascent Soul, it was only a few breaths. At this time, the few Nascent Soul cultivators who had been paying attention to the battle in Lianmo City changed their faces. Among them, the three Nascent Soul Old Man, who were also a guardian, immediately teleported out and did not dare to enter the dark curtain. Instead, they were outside, preparing to help the Han Nascent Soul.

The great man's Nascent Soul galloped away with panic. He saw three colleagues and friends. As long as he got to them, he believed that he would escape a disaster this time. He never expected that he would provoke such a evil star. He didn't even say anything and killed him when he met. However, he forgot that his original intention was to kill the other party to avenge his disciples, but after seeing that the other party had the Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he became a little worried. If Wang Lin was not Nascent Soul, he would have been cruelly killed by this person long ago.

As he was about to break out of the dark side, the big man's Nascent Soul's eyes showed joy, but at this moment, the three colleagues and friends suddenly showed surprise on their faces and rushed towards him.

The big man was stunned, but then he felt a gust of wind suddenly appearing around him. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a terrifying monster the size of a calf suddenly appearing above his head, causing a gust of wind. The most conspicuous thing about this monster was the huge and increasingly thinner sharp mouthpiece.

At this moment, ninety-nine forbidden energy flashed in the forbidden banner, blocking the three rushing Nascent Soul cultivators.

The figures of the three of them couldn't help but pause. The black ban on air that came from a ridge of the sky came quickly and disappeared as quickly as it was. In almost the blink of an eye, the scene that the ban on air disappeared, and the scene that appeared in front of the three of them was unforgettable for their entire lives.

The terrifying mouthpiece of the hideous creature penetrated deeply into the head of the Han Nascent Soul. Under the illumination of a green light, the Han Nascent Soul trembled and became smaller and smaller. Finally, the entire Nascent Soul was completely swallowed by the hideous monster.

The monster's originally blue-black body slowly flashed a trace of golden patterns. After looking at the three of them with cold eyes, he waved his wings and disappeared like thunder, returning to Wang Lin in the distance.

Wang Lin summoned his right hand, put away the forbidden banner and ancient mirror, and at the same time, the storage bags on the man's body and the trident all fell into his hands one by one.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Wang Lin took out a token from the storage bag, and the word "secret" was written in black font. After getting the card, he looked up at the three people in the distance, and without saying a word, his body flashed and disappeared from the spot.

In this battle, there were many viewers in Lianmo City, some of which were Nascent Soul cultivators who came to participate in the Secret City. Wang Lin cleanly killed the big man, which gave them a very deep impression, especially the endless magic weapons and the monster that devoured the Nascent Soul. With their extensive knowledge, they could not recognize why this beast was.

Even the three old men who were both guardians of the Han Dynasty were silent and did not come forward to discuss with Wang Lin. After all, in the demon cultivation space, strength determines everything. How to determine this matter in the end, the three of them still need to report it to the Lord of Lianmo City.

However, the city lord has been in seclusion for many years, so this matter is likely to be stranded. After all, with the white-haired young man's cultivation level, he is probably no less than that of the cultivators in the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul.

The three of them looked at each other, all sighed inwardly, and left.
Chapter completed!
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