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Chapter 350 The Might of the Archer's Chariot

Chapter 350 The Power of the God-Shooting Car

After the hurricane dissipated, what appeared before everyone was a dark curtain.

The old woman stepped forward and was about to enter the dark curtain, suddenly her face changed, and her body suddenly twisted backward at an incredible angle.

I saw a sickle flashing in front of him and disappearing into the dark curtain.

A blood mark appeared immediately on the old woman's shriveled body. She roared loudly, and a touch of the runes on her right hand. Suddenly the runes appeared and flashed around her body. Several spells came from the old woman's mouth. Suddenly, the runes flashed, and they turned into huge fireballs one by one, and rushed towards the dark side with a low roar.

A large number of spears transformed from the shady curtain immediately flew out, colliding with the fireballs, making a shocking roar.

At the same time, five sickles flew out instantly and cut towards the old woman. At this moment, a purple light came from a distance and landed beside the old woman. The purple light dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man.

This man was extremely burly. With his big hand stretched out, he actually grabbed a sickle. With a pinch, the sickle shattered with a bang. He grabbed his right hand, and another sickle was grabbed and crushed by him.

At this moment, the remaining three sickles immediately flew back to the dark side and disappeared.

The burly man was filled with runes in most parts of his body, but this rune was a little different from other savages. It did not float outside the body, but was deeply integrated into the body and became part of the skin.

After this person appeared, the old woman snorted lightly and said nothing.

The burly man glanced at Black Mist, clenched his fist with his right hand, and suddenly punched out. The runes on his body immediately squirmed strangely, as the runes squirmed, but when he saw the muscles in the man's body immediately condensed on his right fist. Under one punch, the dark curtain immediately shook, and the three sickles hidden inside him collapsed.

Old Hu's face was gloomy, he looked back at the chakra tree, and his eyes swept between Xu Luo and Yun Meng, and finally fell on Xu Luo. He made a gesture with his right hand and patted forward. Suddenly, a ray of inspiration entered Xu Luo's body.

Xu Luo immediately snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, tilted his body, and fell to the ground. However, the moment he fell to the ground, a large amount of milky white gas emerged from the top of his head and absorbed into the reincarnation tree.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he glanced at Mr. Hu. Mr. Hu was cruel and ruthless, and he sacrificed all his disciples' life span to speed up the catalytic reincarnation fruit. However, this was a matter within his sect, and Wang Lin had no right to interfere, nor would he interfere.

Xu Luo fell to the ground, and the three yellow dots on the reincarnation tree immediately emitted a dazzling light and gradually condensed.

Mr. Hu knew it was not enough, so he sighed inwardly, and his right hand slapped on Yunmeng again. The woman immediately spitted out blood, and a trace of sadness appeared in her eyes. Looking at Mr. Hu, she closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a large amount of milky white gas merged into the reincarnation tree from the top of her head.

In an instant, the three reincarnation fruits immediately condensed.

Wang Lin and Mr. Hu started almost at the same time, grabbing the fruit on the reincarnation tree. At this very short distance, almost instantly, the two of them came closer. Wang Lin grabbed it and took a reincarnation fruit.

As for Mr. Hu, he grabbed two of them regardless of their hands, and then immediately retreated and looked at Wang Lin with his eyes full of vigilance and defense.

Wang Lin did not hesitate and slapped the tree with his palm. The tree immediately broke from the root and was resisted by him on his shoulder. With his right hand, the dark curtain disappeared, and the forbidden flag fell in his hand. He kept galloping towards the distance.

The same is true for Mr. Hu, the two chose the opposite position.

As for Qiu Siping, he also opened his eyes at this moment, gritted his teeth, and followed in the direction Wang Lin was heading.

All of this happened at the moment when the shady curtain disappeared. Almost as soon as the shady curtain disappeared, three figures rushed out from inside, and the savages outside immediately stopped them.

The burly man stared at Wang Lin with his eyes, moved his body and blocked Wang Lin head-on.

As for the old woman, she stared at Mr. Hu and stepped forward to stop her. Another Six-Leaf Art Scholar Master, his eyes were on Qiu Siping.

Qiu Siping felt as if he was staring at a ferocious beast. His body was suddenly covered by a strange force and could not move at all. He watched the Six-Leaf Art Curse Master and grinned at him. Then, he felt darkness in front of him and lost consciousness.

A strange mark growing appeared on his forehead.

Faced with the obstruction of the burly man, Wang Lin's face was gloomy. He slapped the storage bag without hesitation, and the fairy sword slashed forward in his hand. The burly man laughed and blasted out his right hand, colliding with the sword light.

"boom"

The burly man's right hand was covered with flesh, revealing the gray bones inside. On his bones, there were runes flashing. His body was abandoned from a distance and stopped more than ten feet away. His eyes showed a light full of fighting spirit. He shouted and rushed towards Wang Lin again.

Wang Lin felt the immortal sword in his hand tremble, and he immediately took advantage of this force and retreated quickly, turning into a black light, and was about to escape.

He almost immediately guessed that the other party was not a magic spell master, but a war speller who had never appeared before! Otherwise, how could an ordinary magic spell master take over the power of the immortal sword simply with his fists!

The moment Wang Lin retreated, he saw the strange thing between Qiu Siping's eyebrows, his heart sank, and grabbed with his right hand, Qiu Siping's storage bag immediately fell into his hand. Wang Lin flew away without any stop.

The burly man shouted loudly and followed him.

At this moment, the remaining magic spell masters immediately divided up several people and stepped forward to stop Wang Lin. A murderous intent flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he shouted: "Get out!"

As he said that, the immortal sword in his hand slashed horizontally, and two people were cut in half. Blood splattered, and the steps of the other blocking people couldn't help but slow down. With the slowdown, Wang Lin suddenly rushed out.

The burly man's eyes were gloomy and he was chasing him reluctantly.

Both of them were very fast, and almost disappeared from the sky.

As for the Six-Leaf Art Curse Master who had just catalyzed Qiu Siping, he looked at the direction where Wang Lin and the others disappeared, withdrew their gaze, and landed on Mr. Hu who was fighting with the old woman. He licked his lips and stared at the storage bag on Mr. Hu's waist. There were waves of yellow light emitted. This light, even the storage bag could not be covered.

Wang Lin carried the reincarnation tree on his shoulders. This tree was extremely strange and could not be put in the storage bag, but could only be carried on his body. As for the reincarnation fruit, he put it in the storage bag. However, the dazzling yellow light could not be removed.

The burly man behind him took big steps and quickly chased after him. He looked at Wang Lin's back with a high fighting spirit in his eyes. He shouted in words that Wang Lin could understand: "External, you can't escape, so you might as well fight me!"

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He touched the bracelet, paused, stopped, held the fairy sword in his left hand, suddenly turned around and slashed, and said, "Okay, I'll fight you!"

The burly man laughed and did not dodge, but put his hands on his chest. With a bang, he retreated several feet, his arms were covered in blood, but the bones inside were not damaged.

His eyes were even more fighting spirit, and he shouted: "Tooth Wood, Liuye Warrior!"

Wang Lin's eyes were cold and he said, "Wang Lin, a god-transforming cultivator!"

Chimu stepped forward, clenched his fists with both hands, and punched the void. Suddenly, a series of sounds of breaking through the air roared. Wang Lin waved his fairy sword, and immediately thumped three feet away from his body, and a great force came from the fairy sword, and Wang Lin's hands were immediately numb.

"If I were here, I would definitely fight with this person!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he raised his right hand, and swung his beast circle and immediately flew out.

With a "bang", the shooting car suddenly appeared in front of him. The beast soul on it opened his eyes, stared at the Too Mu, and let out a shocking roar.

Chi Mu was stunned and his face changed slightly.

"Shooting the God Car, let me see if your power matches your name!" A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. If he didn't kill this person today, he would definitely not be able to escape.

The beast soul on the shooting god car suddenly turned around, looked at Wang Lin fiercely, and then roared again. This time, the hideous sharp thorns on the chariot were all shining with black lights, and these black lights slowly condensed towards the beast soul.

A sense of crisis that had never been seen before suddenly enveloped Chi Mu's body. He looked shocked and rushed up immediately without waiting for the chariot to open completely, and suddenly swung his right fist.

Wang Lin sneered, moved his body, and the immortal sword slashed forward, and suddenly there was a bang of thirty feet away. Chimu's right fist bounced upwards. His face was ferocious, he stopped forcibly, and then stepped forward again.

Wang Lin slashed again. This time, he did not pause and waved the fairy sword continuously. In a blink of an eye, ten sword lights waved out in a series of times.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

Chi Mu's body retreated step by step, with many wounds all over his body, revealing thick white bones. Some broken patterns even appeared on the bones on his chest, but as the runes flashed, the broken places recovered as before.

Xu Liguo's wailing came from the fairy sword in Wang Lin's hand. He and those wandering souls could not completely control the fairy sword. If they used too much, they would disappear.

Xu Liguo's wailing sounded in Wang Lin's ears. He stopped. At this moment, the soul beast on the shooting car absorbed the black light from the last sharp thorn. Suddenly, its body became infinitely larger.

At this moment, all the iron chains that bound it disappeared, and a force that seemed to destroy the world came out of the chariot and poured into the soul beast.

"Roar!" The soul beast roared and jumped out of the chariot. At a speed that Wang Lin could not see clearly, he rushed to Chi Mu in an instant. Chi Mu's eyes showed a hint of horror and wanted to retreat, but his speed was too far apart from that of the soul beast.

The soul beast was filled with destructive power, and it penetrated through the toothed wood almost instantly. Wang Lin clearly saw that after the soul beast passed through the toothed wood body, a residual soul was biting in the huge beast's teeth.

The appearance of this remnant soul is exactly the wood of the teeth.
Chapter completed!
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