Chapter 618 New Change, Silver Horned Thunder Beast

Wang Lin stared at the soul beast. After the beast sealed the third blood talisman, even he felt a little scary when the aura burst out from his body.

The beast's body trembled violently, and the red light of both eyes became thicker and thicker, and it exploded three feet. Its body had reached a hundred feet, like a hill, but at this moment, with a vague low roar, the beast's body was shrinking rapidly, and bursts of crackling sounds continued to come out of its body.

Wang Lin looked at the beast calmly. His expression was plain, but his eyes were bright. The jade slip that recorded the unsealed soul beast was mentioned in the past.

Most of the power of the shooting god car is above this soul beast. The seven blood talismans that combine the energy of the soul are printed, and each time they are printed, they can stimulate the evolution of the soul beast.

If this stimulus reaches the top, if the seal is not untied, the soul beast will explode and die. However, if the seal is untied too early, the evolution of this beast will be interrupted and its power will not reach its peak in the future.

In fact, the maker died before these three snatching cars were used. According to his plan back then, the three snatching cars needed to be opened for the first time before they were truly perfect.

Therefore, the seal must be opened at the moment when it evolves to its peak. In this way, the power of this beast can truly match the name of the God-Shooting Car!

According to the maker's idea, he was preparing to get all the materials up and look for a strong man of the Immortal Emperor level and ask him to open the God of Shooting Car for the first time. In this way, he can ensure that every God of Shooting Car will not have any regrets!

He even threatened in the jade slip that the third shooting car he made, even a person of the Immortal Emperor level, could not make the car open perfectly.

The body of the soul beast was constantly shrinking, and the breath in its body became more and more terrifying. There was wind coming around, but at this moment, the wind seemed to dare not appear, and the sky gradually became cloudy and frost and no longer clear.

On the ground, countless tiny grains of sand trembled gently at this moment, as if there was a magical force to attract them.

Wang Lin's eyes were like a torch. The aura of the soul beast in his eyes had exceeded the early stage of the throne, and gradually reached the middle stage of the throne, and was still continuing.

After a few breaths, the soul beast's body shrank from a hundred feet to ten feet again, but its red light burst out nearly seven feet, and in this red light, there were scattered mist silks lingering.

Wang Lin's eyes condensed and he made gestures with both hands. A thick black light spread between his hands. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the soul beast.

At this moment, the red light in the soul beast's eyes suddenly shrank, and a crazy, almost destructive aura rose on its body in an instant!

The climbing speed was too fast, as if there was a sphere that was rapidly expanding in the soul beast. Wang Lin's eyes flashed through. He kept his eyes open, pointed forward with his hands and shouted: "The second seal, open!"

A black light flashed, and the moment the aura in the soul beast climbed to the top, it fell on the soul beast. In an instant, the soul beast's body stopped trembling, and a breath that seemed to be able to destroy the world was firmly on its body. It raised its head and roared towards the sky.

At this moment, a rumbling thunder suddenly came from the sky, and thunder and lightning struck immediately. This was not a heavenly disaster, but a result of this beast's magical power.

The lightning rumbled down and all struck the soul beast. The continuous lightning bolts seemed to be connected together and turned into a long line.

The body of the soul beast was surrounded by lightning to form a sphere. It gradually stood up from standing and slowly lying on its back. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a beast like a unicorn.

But it is not a kirin, but a thunder beast that is even rarer than a kirin in the fairy world! On its head, a silver horn slowly emerged with the sound of lightning.

Wang Lin's eyes showed a hint of disappointment when he saw the silver horn. He sighed in his heart, stepped forward, and his right hand drew several times in the void. The fourth blood talisman took shape. After being caught by him, he went straight to the thunder beast in the lightning.

"The jade slip once said that if the second magical shooting car is perfectly opened, what appears inside is the golden horn..." His body approached instantly, and his right hand passed through lightning and pressed directly on the eyebrows of the thunder beast.

The time he chose was mentioned in the jade slip that the moment the soul beast evolved into a thunder beast appeared, the only branding period of this beast in his life. This branding period was deliberately left by the maker for the purpose of branding.

The blood talisman was sealed between the eyebrows of the thunder beast. At this moment, a trace of golden light flashed across the silver horn of the beast. Wang Lin was stunned. When he looked carefully, there was no more golden light.

The thunder beast branded by four blood talismans looked at Wang Lin no longer in resistance, but it was not gentle. After glanced at Wang Lin, it shook its body and disappeared into the sci-fi car.

Wang Lin grabbed the God of Shooting Cart with his right hand, and he put it in the storage bag. His eyes flashed slightly, and he said silently in his heart: "That golden light is definitely not dazzled by me, but why is it like this... However, even the silver horns are powerful enough to fight against the mid-stage level! However, it is easy to say that the demons here are, but if a monk can reach the mid-stage level, if he does not have any powerful magical powers, he will definitely have amazing magic weapons, or both!

In this way, I fought for the early stage of the throne, and I dare not say that I can win if I win the middle stage... But if I want to kill me, it is impossible! If I encounter those magical powers and magic weapons that are not as good as mine, I can still kill them!

As for the late stage of the game, it is too difficult!" Wang Lin sighed.

"Whether it was the Zhuquezi of that year or the old man in black, their cultivation level had reached the late stage. Even if I used the thunder beast, I was afraid that I would not be able to resist it. Fortunately, I had Ling Tianqi's sword energy, and if I really encountered it, I would not be afraid!"

Wang Lin stepped forward, teleported out, and returned to the pagoda of the Soul Refining Tribe.

"The reason why he is so strong in the late stage is because this realm is already the end of the first step in the cultivation of Taoism! Especially the cultivator who has won the late stage Great Perfection is at the peak of the first step. Only people of the same level can fight against one of the cultivation levels, and it is not that the cultivator who has won the middle stage can resist... Unless there are extremely heaven-defying magic weapons, such as Ling Tianwei's sword energy, such as the fourth soul in the soul banner that year!

Even so, the fourth soul was eventually subdued by Zhuque, and Master Duntian died...

The old man under the Demon Tower said back then that the magical power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning was just his weakest move. This statement should be true..."

In the tower, Wang Lin sat cross-legged, his eyes showing contemplation.

"If I have more than one million killing aura, one billion soul banners, a magic chariot, and a Taoist fountain... Can I defeat the late stage of the throne..." Wang Lin was silent.

"I'm not sure... However, with Ling Tianwei's sword energy, if there is really a late-stage cultivator who has been accused of me, I can't say that I can only spend one sword energy!" A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes.

"Next, we have to refine the three swords of swords. These three swords fell on their original masters, which was a waste. I have studied them once, and there seemed to be another magical power inside them! However, this magical power seemed to require a joint attack before it can be used." Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, the three swords of the sheep, the rat, and the pig, and immediately flew out.

The three swords emitted sharp sword energy, and Wang Lin sprayed out a breath of the soul energy, turning into blue mist, wrapping the three swords, closing his eyes and concentrating his mind and refining it.

In a blink of an eye, three months passed, and on this day, several long rainbows flew in the sky a hundred thousand miles away from the Soul Refining Tribe. Their goal was very clear, and it was the Soul Refining Tribe!

Among these people, one was wearing a golden suit and covered with golden light. This person looked young and looked cold and arrogant.

Next to him, there was a man who was a young man, dressed in white, and looked taller than snow, but at this moment, his face showed bitterness. While flying, he looked at the Soul Refining Tribe with a complex hesitation.

"Xu Yunshan, what are you thinking!" The man in golden clothes swept his eyes and snorted coldly.

This young man in white is Sun Yunshan, the young sect of Xuanyuan Sect who entered the Demon Spirit Land with Wang Lin!

When this person entered the Demon Spirit Land, he had several elders with profound cultivation around him, but at this moment, he was alone.

Hearing the voice of the man in golden clothes, Sun Yunshan trembled and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Honor, my subordinate..."

Before he could finish his words, the man in golden clothes interrupted and said coldly: "No need to explain. Since you have joined my monk alliance, you must obey absolutely. If it weren't for your sister's sake, would you think this time, you would have a chance to make meritorious contributions!"

Sun Yunshan was silent, and said in a low voice, saying in his heart: "I wonder if Wang Lin from the Soul Refining Tribe... and Wang Lin from the Tianyun Sect are the same person... Alas, I am too extravagant to ask them, they cannot be the same person."

"This time I captured Wang Lin, the ancestor specially sent an immortal guard. This time, there is no danger, but be careful not to let that Wang Lin run away!" After the golden man said that, he glanced at the end of the team, a middle-aged man in black.

This man had an ordinary appearance, and his expression was dull from beginning to end. He was unpredictable, as if nothing could move him in the world.

Around his body, a series of slight ripples slowly dissipated and faintly merged with the surrounding void. Their aura almost completely dissipated in this state. Ordinary monks could not feel the existence of this person by looking at it with their spiritual sense.

Being able to achieve this state of the divine integration of heaven and earth and qi transforms into nothingness means that this person's cultivation has reached the early stage of winning the throne. However, this person's winning the throne is a bit strange. In his soul, there is no such energy to keep it intact!

In the pagoda of the Soul Refining Tribe, Wang Lin crossed his knees and opened his eyes. A lightning flashed out of his eyes!
Chapter completed!