Shi Fang, the elder of Daluo Sword Sect, and the short old man, were spraying blood almost at the same time, and their bodies burst back one after another. Under them, several deep footprints were stepped on the ground.

Every time a footprint is left, the ground will tremble slightly.

As the gray gas spread, there was a roar like a sword light, and its target was not these two elders of the Daluo Sword Sect, but Lu Songyi, the god-transforming cultivator who took the opportunity to take the golden fruit!

Lu Songyi's expression changed drastically. He knew that he was too late to retreat, so he teleported immediately without hesitation. Although the danger of teleportation within the northern realm of the Earth Demon was extremely dangerous, at this moment, he had no second choice. But when he saw twisted ripples around his body, his figure was about to disappear.

However, a cold snorted from the impact of the gray gas.

As the humming sounded, the gray air suddenly approached and actually penetrated the twisted ripples of space and penetrated directly into the air. In the blink of an eye, he immediately rushed into the body of Lu Songyi who was about to teleport.

"You!" Lu Songyi's expression changed drastically, and he was about to speak, but immediately, his body shook and it became like a sphere, swelling wildly.

This scene was too strange, but when Lu Songyi's body almost instantly expanded to its limit. With a loud bang, the god-turned-god cultivator of the Daluo Sword Sect actually collapsed like this.

"Bang bang bang" the echoing sound in the valley was still conveying, but a large amount of flesh and blood in the sky had already scattered down and fell to the ground.

A faint blood mist gradually spread around.

In this blood mist, a figure in purple clothes slowly walked into the valley!

This man had long hair, hanging casually behind his head. His face was not handsome, but he felt a sense of goodness. On the tip of his right finger, there were two gray air spirals, like two little dragons, circling through the fingers.

A purple token hung on this person's waist, and the word "seven" is engraved on it!

The appearance of Wang Lin made the valley quiet!

Guo Xingyi's face was pale and bloodless. His body was even more trembling. He grabbed the flying sword tightly with his right hand, and his fingertips were already white.

His junior sister looked even more panicked, and in the end she couldn't bear it. She covered her mouth, squatted down and vomited, and her face turned pale as paper.

As for the young man in blue clothes, who was obviously not a disciple of the Daluo Sword Sect, his eyes were filled with intoxication. He even took a few deep breaths of the mist full of blood.

In addition to the three, the woman named Qianqin had a gloomy expression and a look of hesitation and struggle.

These younger disciples have insufficient cultivation and insufficient concentration, so they are naturally not as good as Shi Fang and the short old man. Although they were shocked and secretly screamed, their expressions did not show too much clues, but they were just ugly.

Wang Lin looked plain and his eyes swept across everyone. Then he pointed at the seemingly casual void in his right hand, and suddenly, in the valley, a series of gray gas slowly drifted out of the ground's minced meat and quickly condensed together.

It turned into a large area of ​​gray mist and condensed towards Wang Lin's right hand pointing out of the void.

The gray gas gathered in large quantities, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a gray sphere. The sphere was filled with clouds and mist, as if it contained some magical substance. When people took a look, they would be completely lost and unable to extricate themselves.

Wang Lin's eyes were plain, and he pinched his right hand casually. Suddenly, the gray sphere immediately fluctuated from the inside. Under this fluctuation, the ball suddenly shrank and eventually turned into the size of a fingernail. When Wang Lin grabbed the palm of his hand, the ball had disappeared without a shadow.

"Tianyun Sect, the purple seventh purple genus, Wang Lin!" Shi Fang, the elder of Daluo Sword Sect, glanced at Wang Lin's waist with a look, then stared at Wang Lin, and said word by word.

Wang Lin withdrew his right hand, looked at Shi Fang with cold eyes, and said, "Answer a question from me, today, I will let you go!"

The Shi Fang seemed to have heard a big joke, laughed wildly, and made a gesture with his right hand, and pointed to the sky. Suddenly, a strong sword energy flashed from the empty sword sheath behind him. The sword energy turned blue and rose straight into the sky.

"Wang Lin, although you are in the middle stage of the Infant Transformation, today, we two are in the early stage of the Infant Transformation, plus my Daluo Sword Sect Sword Treasure, even if you can kill, you will definitely be injured. At that time, half a month later, I will see how you will get there!" Shi Fang sneered.

He had heard about the list of the Demon Spirit Gate of the East Sea this year before coming. It is said that the new disciple of Tianyun Sect, Purple Wang Lin, will be one of the candidates this time.

At this moment, he saw Wang Lin and decided to take a gamble! He bet that Wang Lin would not take action easily, so as not to prevent him from fighting back with all his might and causing him to be injured in order to affect his trip to the East China Sea.

The short old man, from Wang Lin to the beginning and end, did not speak a word, but his eyes were staring at Wang Lin. At this moment, he heard Shi Fang's words and suddenly felt a secretly yelling in his heart. According to his observation, this person is definitely not the kind of person who cares about the past and the future. Instead of having time to talk nonsense with this person here, it is better to take action immediately and seize the opportunity. With his two early stages of the infant transformation, fighting against the middle stage of the infant transformation, there is no big chance!

The short old man gritted his teeth and suddenly moved his body without saying a word. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly a small blood-colored flag in his hand. With a shake, a large blood-colored aura immediately spread out from the flag, covering the man's body in an instant.

"Diet!" The short old man shouted loudly, and his hands were slapped in the bloody breath. Suddenly, he slapped forward hard. Suddenly, several huge blood-red handprints instantly transformed into the blood marks, bringing a strong smell of blood and roaring towards Wang Lin.

At the same time, he bit his tongue and spewed out a large mouthful of soul and blood. The color of the blood was filled with a trace of golden light. As soon as the blood appeared, he immediately recited a spell quickly from his mouth. The sound was like a ghost, and it was not accurate to hear it, but there was an invisible force, as if it was falling from the sky immediately.

After the spell, the short old man's eyes flashed with a faint light, and with a loud shout, the golden spirit and blood in front of him immediately wriggled strangely, and almost disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

The moment it dissipated, a faint and illusory head of ten feet in size suddenly appeared behind the short old man. The head was extremely large, blue-black, with no hair on the top of his head, like an evil ghost, especially his eyes, although illusory, but it looked like a substance, revealing a cold light.

As soon as the head appeared, it immediately roared, flew out from behind the short old man, and rushed towards Wang Lin!

"Take it!!" The short old man shouted.

Shi Fang gritted his teeth, and without saying a word, he made a trick with his right hand in the void, and suddenly slashed downward. The blue sword light flashed from the sword sheath behind him immediately emitted a sword light that shocked the world, and rushed out immediately, like a hideous green dragon, tearing directly towards Wang Lin.

At the same time, Shi Fang felt that he was not sure about it. He also bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out his soul and blood. Then he sat cross-legged, grabbed his right hand in front of him, swept his own essence and blood on the palm of his hand, then roared and suddenly slapped his forehead.

But with a loud bang, Shi Fang's body shook, and a blue light flashed from the sky spirit. In the green light, Shi Fang's soul suddenly left the body. The soul of this person left his body and opened his mouth and a dazzling green light flashed out. The green light turned into a flying sword that was only one finger long. His soul condensed onto the flying sword, chased and slashed the sword light before, and rushed towards Wang Lin like lightning.

"Die!"

These two elders of Daluo Sword Sect in the early stage of the infant transformation are already fighting hard!

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, standing there, his eyes did not change at all. He stepped forward, raised his right hand, pressed the void, and suddenly bursts of black light appeared on his thumb.

Nirvana finger!

Within one finger, all spirits are withered and flourishing!

With one finger, all the weeds in the valley suddenly turned into a yellowish piece. Even the leaves that had withered before collapsed instantly. This collapse was not on the surface, but on the roots deep in the soil, which collapsed instantly.

The blood-red handprints that first fell madly towards Wang Lin fell on Wang Lin's thumb at this moment without any pause. The blood-red handprints immediately dissipated and collapsed!

It would be fine if it was just a collapse, but it could not show the power of the Nirvana Finger! But seeing the handprint that collapsed into countless red fragments, it was originally rolled back in the collapse, but before it had withdrawn much, it was immediately pulled by the strange force inside the Nirvana Finger and actually returned in the opposite direction, all condensed on Wang Lin's thumb.

This scene happened very quickly. To outsiders, it seemed like Wang Lin's thumb. The moment he pressed the bloody handprints, he completely absorbed the handprints. The bloody color suddenly became thick on his thumb.

After absorbing the power of the bloody hand, Wang Lin's eyes showed a cold light. Not only did his thumb not stop, but his speed was faster. He took the lead and directly crossed the sword light of Shi Fang and directly pointed at the huge gloomy ghost head and eyebrows that were rushing towards him.

The ghost's eyes flashed with strange light. The moment Wang Lin pointed at his thumb, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed Wang Lin's thumb in one mouthful.

"Huh" Wang Lin's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "Since you want to swallow, eat it over there!"

As he said that, his thumb suddenly flashed red light, and the blood-colored handprint power he had absorbed before was poured into the ghost head by Wang Lin in an instant. At the same time, a trace of extinct creature contained in the Nirvana finger also merged into it crazily.

The ghost head instantly swelled, and whimpered from it, and immediately retreated frantically. However, before he had withdrawn three feet, he was shocked and completely collapsed with a loud bang.

The short old man's natal magical power was destroyed, his face suddenly pale, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His eyes were shocked, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

He was really scared!
Chapter completed!