Chapter 368: The Great Calamity!

In a first-level cultivation country in Zhuquexing, a sloppy old man who was gnawing chicken legs suddenly coughed a few times, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, looked up at the direction of Zhuque Kingdom, his face was as gloomy as water, and he stood up and was about to leave, but then he slowly sat down.

His face was extremely ugly and murmured to himself: "Senior Brother, you and I have fought for a lifetime. Do you have to continue fighting when you are about to die? The name of Zhuque, I lost to you back then... But don't go too far! Wang Lin, since he can come back from the fairy world alive, is the one I chose. If you destroy him, I will destroy Ganfeng!"

He threw away the chicken legs in his hand, his eyes flashed slightly.

"But if Wang Lin regards Junior Liu Mei as a furnace, how likely is this... Senior brother, I want to see if it is your disciple who is better at chess or the one I choose is better, it would be interesting!"

Wang Lin was sitting on the mosquito beast, closing his eyes and meditating. After a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed inwardly.

"The physical injury is easy to say, but it is a bit troublesome to damage the soul. In addition, in this Suzaku Kingdom, I always feel a sense of crisis, and this feeling will never be wrong!"

"Hongdie's injury should be similar to mine, but she seems to have realized something. She will definitely break through after seclusion. If I cannot reach the late stage of the God Transformation, I am afraid I will be unable to resist when I meet again."

While Wang Lin was thinking, his face suddenly changed. The mosquitoes and beasts under him immediately stopped and looked around in confusion.

"Fight and turn!" A vicissitudes of life suddenly came from nothingness, and then, a huge array map immediately appeared in the sky.

Without hesitation, Wang Lin immediately slapped the mosquito beast and put it away. His body flashed and teleported out. However, a hundred miles away, his body bounced out with a slam.

Immediately afterwards, the formation map in the sky moved, and a huge force vented wildly from it. Wang Lin was shocked and his body was immediately sucked up and flew towards the formation map like a rainbow.

In a blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into the formation map.

The formation map slowly dissipated, and a white-haired old man appeared in the air and murmured to himself: "Snow Country, this time, you owe me a favor!"

This person was the one who sat next to Gongsun Po that day. He was the foreign affairs elder of Tianyu Sect!

The far north of the Suzaku Continent is desolate here. At this moment, a huge array map suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a figure was thrown out from the array map and fell down.

Wang Lin's body was still in the air, so he jumped up and looked around cautiously, and then his expression became gloomy.

In front of him, there was a middle-aged man with a set of tables and chairs in front of him and a set of tea sets on it.

At this moment, he sat on a chair, held a teacup, whispered, took a sip, and smiled: "Little Friend Zeng Niu, Li Yuanfeng, the leader of the Snow Country, is taking your life for Hongdie!"

"Infant becomes an old monster!" Wang Lin recognized the other party's cultivation at a glance, and his heart couldn't help but become even more gloomy. Without saying a word, he tear his right hand in the void, intending to tear the space apart and escape with a star compass.

Facing the old monster in the infant stage, Wang Lin knew that he could not resist and could only escape!

But immediately, a trace of yin frost flashed across Wang Lin's eyes. In the past, with his cultivation level, it was easy to tear open a crack in the space, but now, with all his strength, he could not tear open the space here.

This has little to do with his reduction in his cultivation. After all, even if it is reduced, he now has the cultivation level of the early stage of the God Transformation, so it is absolutely impossible for him to tear open the cracks in the space.

The middle-aged man drinking tea put down the teacup, shook his head and said, "Little guy, in order to prevent you from escaping, this place has been imprisoned. Without space cracks, your star compass will be abandoned."

Wang Lin turned around and was about to teleport, but immediately, the color of frost in his eyes became even thicker, and it was teleportable and could not be used!

The star compass is useless. Teleportation is useless. The other party obviously has a great understanding of himself, so he set up a net of heaven and earth, not leaving him with any chance to escape.

Wang Lin stepped under his feet and galloped backwards.

The middle-aged man poured another cup of tea slowly, blew gently, took a sip, put down the teacup and stood up, shook his head and said, "If I don't take action, I will not relax my vigilance because you are in the God Transformation Stage. Zeng Niu, this time, you are dead."

He moved, flew forward, following Wang Lin from afar.

The faster Wang Lin is, the faster this person is, and he is not in a hurry to chase him, but keeps holding him in the back like a cat playing with a mouse.

Wang Lin's heart became more and more gloomy. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand and immediately took out a jade slip. When he spitted out his spiritual power, the jade slip suddenly emitted blue fire, burning instantly, and dissipated.

"Sun Tai, come quickly!" Wang Lin sighed in his heart.

Not long after, he suddenly stopped and stood three people in front of him.

All three of them were wearing black robes to cover their faces. When the person in the middle stepped forward, a huge pressure came from the world.

"It's another infant transformation!" Wang Lin felt bitter inside.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already chased after him, stopped a hundred feet away, and smiled and said, "My friend Zeng Niu, don't run away. Today is your death date!"

As he said that, he raised his right hand and pointed towards Wang Lin. Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared in front of him, rushing towards Wang Lin with a whistling sound.

Wang Lin quickly retreated, stretched his right hand, and slashed forward in his hand. The sword light flashed wildly in the howling whistling, and the whirlwind shook slightly, and the sword light penetrated the vortex and galloped towards the middle-aged man.

A hint of mockery appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he grabbed the big hand in front of him. Suddenly, the sword light was immediately grabbed by him and he squeezed it and collapsed.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised. His whole right hand was a little numb at this moment.

Wang Lin sighed again in his heart. After his cultivation level was reduced, his spiritual power was chaotic, and his soul was damaged, even the power of this immortal sword could not be exerted in the battle with the Red Butterfly.

Wang Lin gritted his teeth and turned around and ran away again.

At this moment, the infant-transformed monk in a black robe snorted, and his body moved as fast as thunder. He instantly caught up with Wang Lin and patted him gently behind him.

Wang Lin snorted miserably, and had no time to condense the remaining spiritual power behind him. The fairy sword in his hand blocked it before. However, his body was still hit by a powerful force, and suddenly it was thrown out quickly, falling hundreds of feet away. He spewed out a mouthful of blood, including some internal organ fragments.

Wang Lin's face was ashes, and his injuries were even worse.

The old man in black robe grabbed the sword with big hands, and the fairy sword escaped from Wang Lin's hand, and was held in his hand. He took a closer look and said in a deep voice: "It's a good sword! There is actually a sword soul in it, which is not bad!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "This sword belongs to you, but the small flag that can trigger the heavenly tribulation will belong to me."

The old man in black robe laughed and said, "Okay, there is also the star compass, which is originally a thing of my clan, and I want to take it away!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Should this be the case."

Wang Lin struggled to stand up, his legs trembled slightly. This was not his intention, but because of his serious injury.

His face was gloomy, stared at the old man in black robe, and said word by word: "Trolls!"

The old man in black robe simply pulled down the robe on his head and showed his true face. The man's hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as bright as the bright moon.

He looked at Wang Lin and smiled and said, "Little Friend Zeng Niu, I am indeed a member of the troll tribe. You robbed the star compass of the young leader of our tribe in the fairy world. I will take it away today. I hope you don't mind!"

Wang Lin's eyes were too dark, and his right hand trembled, took out the pill from the storage bag, swallowed it in front of the two old monsters in the infant stage, and said calmly: "The two old monsters in the infant stage took action at the same time just to take the life of their subordinates. Such an honor will be remembered in my heart!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "That's right, that's true. Even if you die, you should leave with a smile. As for your magic weapons, I'm very interested." As he said that, he pointed his right hand again.

This time, a stream of spiritual energy as thick as an arm flew out of the middle-aged man's hand and instantly came to Wang Lin's side. In a flash, it roared and rushed towards him.

Wang Lin's spiritual power was recovered. He flipped his right hand and the forbidden banner was in his hand. With a trembling tremble, the forbidden energy immediately roared out, forming layers of black fog in front of him to block the spiritual energy.

But when the sound of squeaking sounds came, the forbidden energy dissipated one by one, and finally, the spiritual energy was dissolved.

"What a small flag, I want to study it carefully!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he looked at the forbidden banner in Wang Lin's hand and smiled.

When he saw that this time, Zeng Niu would definitely die. It would be impossible for two cultivators in the infant transformation stage to kill a mere God Transformation stage.

Wang Lin's face became paler, and a trace of despair surged into his heart. He must not come. Needless to say, the distance is too far now, even if it is not far, it cannot appear. Otherwise, he would truly die today.

Procrastination and waiting for Sun Tai, this is the only way!

But now, the moment his spiritual power was waving the forbidden banner, he had already exhausted all his spiritual power, and at this time, there was no more spiritual power.

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and was about to click again. At this time, a man in black robe who was standing next to the old monster of the Troll Clan's Infant Breeding Period suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Old ancestor, please let the younger generation take action and kill this person in person to avenge his revenge!"

The middle-aged man put down his hand and looked at the ancestor of the trolls.

The ancestor glanced at the man in black robe and nodded.

The man in black robe immediately turned around and pulled off his hood. He was Chihu!

Chi Hu's eyes were calm, his body moved, and turned into a afterimage and flew towards Wang Lin.

"Charge the tiger!" Wang Lin held the forbidden banner in his hand, and a complex look appeared in his eyes.

"Zeng Niu, die!" Chi Hu shouted softly, but a strange light flashed quickly in his eyes. He slapped his right hand forward, and immediately a stream of spiritual power roared out.

Wang Lin looked at Chi Hu's gaze and felt a sense of emotion.
Chapter completed!