Chapter 395 The most talented person in the Vermilion Bird Star

The moment Wang Lin retreated, the remaining ice hockey came over with a fierce whistling sound, and hit one after another.

"Bang" "Bang"

The ice hockey hit Wang Lin, and he swung his fists quickly, but there were too many ice hockeys, and the power of the bombardment formed a shocking roar.

At this moment, countless cracks were once again found in the land of the entire Snow Country.

Li Yuan's cover looked ferocious and shouted: "Zeng Niu, die!"

Wang Lin's body was smashed to the ground like a meteor under the roar of the huge ice hockey, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.

A trace of blue smoke emerged from it and dissipated immediately by the wind.

However, Li Yuanfeng's expression not only did not relax, but was even more gloomy.

"The magical power of infant transformation is indeed mysterious, but there is too little immortal power contained in your ice hockey!" A cold voice came from the deep pit, but Wang Lin's figure slowly floated out of the deep pit.

His clothes were a little broken, but his eyes were bright.

Li Yuan looked ugly on the cover, staring at Wang Lin, gritted his teeth and slapped the storage bag, and a pair of bronze bells appeared. He bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and landed on the bronze bell.

The moment Wang Lin saw the pair of bronze bells, he recognized at a glance that this object was the magic weapon that transformed from the man who called himself Situ Nan, and his eyes flashed immediately.

"Feng!" Li Yuanfeng pinched his hands and shouted.

The two copper bells immediately became larger, and the symbols on them flashed continuously, absorbing all the essence and blood of Li Yuanfeng sprayed on them. Suddenly, cracks appeared on the copper bell, and in an instant, two dry arms appeared immediately.

On these two arms, thick black mist was emitted, and the black mist was filled with a heavy scent of coldness, scattering wildly.

Li Yuanfeng's expression was ferocious and with a strong madness, these two bronze bells can be said to be his last magic weapon. Since he obtained it many years ago, he has been sacrificed with the soul and has been controlled freely until now.

"Excuse me!" Li Yuanfeng shouted loudly, and a little bit Wang Lin in his right hand. Suddenly, the black fog on the two dry arms immediately boiled, and in a blink of an eye it turned into two figures composed entirely of black fog.

The two figures couldn't see their appearance clearly. As soon as they moved, they rushed towards Wang Lin from left to right. Before the person could arrive, the cold and cold air was already coming to his face.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he snorted coldly. He had not merged with his god-turning spirit before, and was unable to match the black shadow's broken arm. But at this moment, he was not afraid, and rushed forward with his body and swung his fists.

"Bang" "Bang"

With two loud noises, the shadows composed of the two black fog immediately gave a muffled groan. The black fog seemed to be blown by the strong wind, dissipating backwards, revealing the two broken arms inside.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he pinched his hands and pointed forward twice. Suddenly, two spiritual powers flew out quickly and landed around the broken arm.

"Feng!" Wang Lin shouted softly.

The light of spirit immediately turned into an iron chain and locked the broken arms in an instant. The two broken arms immediately struggled. Wang Lin moved his hands, and the forbidden banner and the soul banner flew out and landed around the two broken arms respectively.

"Feng!" Wang Lin yelled again.

The two banners shook, forming two fogs of black and purple, completely wrapping the broken arm.

At the same time, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and two bells flew out, and immediately became bigger at one point, falling from the sky and covering them respectively.

All of this was done in the blink of an eye. Li Yuan's cover was pale and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

How could Wang Lin let him escape? His body moved and he walked in front of Li Yuanfeng at the speed of the ancient god's body. Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a cold light and his right hand burst out.

"Bang"

Li Yuan squirted blood in his mouth, his body was like a meteor, leaving it aside from afar.

Wang Lin stepped on his footsteps again and appeared above Li Yuanfeng, shouting loudly, and his fist fell down again. This time, Li Yuanfeng spitted blood again, his body fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a huge deep pit immediately appeared within a hundred feet of his body.

Li Yuanfeng spitted blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dim, but there was still a trace of viciousness.

"Even if I die, I will take you to cushion!" Li Yuanfeng roared, his eyes turned red, and a crazy aura of destruction emanated from his body.

"The infancy period self-destruction, Li Yuanfeng, I can tear open the cracks and leave after you explode, but the entire snowy realm is going to be buried with you. The person you found to have is not me, but the entire snowy realm!" Wang Lin looked as usual, his eyes were calm, and he said lightly.

As he said that, he grabbed the void with his right hand, and a crack in the space suddenly appeared, and waves of silence blew out of it, but for Wang Lin, this wind had no effect.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes showed a look of struggle. Although he was selfish, he was born in the Snow Country and was a member of the Snow Country. He had a deep affection for the Snow Country.

After a while, he laughed bitterly and gave up self-destruction. Zeng Niu was right. It was still a matter of whether his self-destruction was injured or not. However, there was no suspense in the Snow Country and would definitely disappear from the Suzaku Star.

His eyes were fixed, he stared at Wang Lin, took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zeng Niu, I am defeated, but this matter has nothing to do with the Snow Country. Don't kill them all. If you agree, I am willing to let you deal with it!"

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and his right hand was a little further away from the air. The technique of sucking soul was immediately displayed, turning into a spiritual light seal on Li Yuanfeng's eyebrows.

Li Yuanfeng did not resist, but sighed lightly, looked at the familiar earth around him in lingeringly, and closed his eyes.

"Get out!" Wang Lin said softly.

Suddenly, Li Yuanfeng's body shrank wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, his whole body had become skin and bones.

A ball of purple and golden light flashed out from his eyebrows.

"The soul of the infant transformation period!" Wang Lin's eyes condensed, his big hand grabbed the soul from the air, and immediately grabbed it, sealed it and put it in the storage bag.

A generation of hero Li Yuanfeng died!

Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked up at the two broken arms controlled by bells and double banners, summoned his right hand and put them in his hand.

Then his body moved and flew into the air.

At this moment, the god-transforming monks from the Snow Country all saw the previous battle with their spiritual sense, and witnessed Li Yuanfeng's death with their own eyes, and a sense of grief and anger surged in their hearts.

Wang Lin was in mid-air, and his spiritual sense swept across the entire Snow Country, and a divine thought came out.

"From today, the Snow Country will not allow cultivators above the God Transformation and above, and there will be no cultivator sects. Otherwise, I will come again!"

Wang Lin's soul mood moved, and a painting of life and death reincarnation appeared again in the sky. Under Wang Lin's point, more than ten gray air flew out of the scroll, and in a blink of an eye, it dissipated around and penetrated into the body of every god-transforming monk in the Snow Country.

"seal up!"

Within a word, all the cultivators of the God Transformation Cultivation were immediately granted by Wang Lin's artistic conception, just like Li Yuanfeng sealed Wang Lin back then.

Two traces were left on the foreheads of these god-transforming monks at this moment. These two traces were light and heavy, representing life and death.

Their cultivation has plummeted.

After doing this, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, the mosquito beast flew out, and carried him to fly into the distance, gradually disappearing into the horizon.

After this battle, rumors that Zeng Niu's disappearance reappeared immediately spread throughout the Suzaku Star. Zeng Niu's name was completely confirmed to be the first person in the infant transformation period. Many people even believed that Zeng Niu's cultivation had already become infant transformation.

No one doubted Zeng Niu's strength, defeated Li Yuanfeng of the Infant Transformation Period, sealed a cultivator of a country's god-turned-out cultivator, forced a fifth-level cultivation country to two levels, and became a third-level cultivation country.

This kind of thing shocked everyone who knew it and lost all his beauty.

At this moment, in an alley in a small town in a third-level cultivation country, an old man sat. In front of him, there was a small basin with some copper coins scattered inside. The old man was sloppy and had a scattered head.

A man stood respectfully beside him, with a wide face and big ears and a strange appearance. If Wang Lin were here, he would have recognized this acquaintance at a glance.

"This Zeng Niu has such a big deal. He can actually kill a cultivator in the Infant Transformation stage. It's not simple. I was really wise at the beginning, haha." The old man touched his chin, looked up at the person beside him, and said, "Zeng Niu helped you make the Snow Country a third-level cultivation country. You can also help him to meet that Liumei. You carry my straw hat. In this way, even if you lose, you can escape. See how far this junior's Qianhuan and ruthless Tao has reached!"

A person with a wide face and big ears respectfully said, looking up at the direction of the snowy country, with a trace of memories and melancholy in his eyes.

After this person left, the old man stood up, picked up the copper coins in the plate one by one and put them in his arms, and said to himself: "It's still twelve years away. Zhuquezi, I bet with you back then, and the loser will be punished for a thousand years. If I have twelve years left, I will end my own punishment."

He took a deep breath, moved his body and disappeared from where he was.

"It's a headache. The four people I chose are the most troublesome of Zixin. What's the matter with Zeng Niu? He was thrown into the crack of the space and asked me to take her out. If this woman wasn't the crack of the Taoist heart of the junior Qian Feng in the future, I wouldn't have saved her.

Qianfeng... Qianfeng... Alas, this boy is what I have seen in my life. The most talented person is inferior to him!”

The battle between Zeng Niu and Li Yuanfeng spread throughout the Suzaku Star, which could cause a level five cultivation country to fall to level three. Almost all monks knew such a huge thing.

At this moment, on Zhuque Mountain in Zhuque Country, in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, Qian Feng crushed the jade slip in his hand. His eyes flashed. After a while, he said to himself: "Zeng Niu... Killing Li Yuanfeng is nothing, he is just a waste who has been forced to improve. If you can kill the ancestor of the troll clan, then you are qualified to be my opponent..."

Behind him, Hongdie stood quietly, her eyes empty and unconscious.
Chapter completed!