Collection of Worlds

"Well, since you are willing to stay in this place, then stay and continue to guard this inheritance! Although it is only a memory inheritance, if you meet someone with a predestined relationship, you may not be able to create a myth!" Yunyang left this inheritance The purpose is naturally for his little apprentice Wang Lin.

After transforming into a god, he was supposed to ascend to the fairy world, but the aura in the human world could no longer satisfy his self-cultivation. The aura here was like a dirty stinking ditch.It's just that the fairy world of this world was destroyed in the Great War of the Ancients, and only the remaining fragments of the fairy world remained.If you want to get the supplement of the spirit of the fairy world, you can only go to plot the fairy world of rain.

It was meaningless to stay on Suzaku Star, but before that, he had to visit his little apprentice.

The broken stars are chaotic, Yunyang is still calm and calm.

Using Yi Tian's method to calculate, his disciple Wang Lin should be in the sea of ​​cultivating demons.It's just that this kid is pregnant with the Heavenly Reverse Orb, so he can't accurately calculate his whereabouts. Yunyang is also very speechless. If it weren't for the four flying swords he gave him, I'm afraid there would be no clues at all. The protagonist's treatment is terrible So so!

"found it!"

Yunyang's figure gradually disappeared, and he had already confirmed Wang Lin's position.

In Nandou City, hundreds of monks gathered together and fought chaotically!

To be precise, it was besieging a man and a woman!

The man was Wang Lin. Four flying swords were circulating around him, and behind him was a long rope. Dozens of corpses were dragged on the rope. These were all his trophies.

At this moment, there was a bright red "Zhu" on Wang Lin's forehead.

Hundred Days Hunting Order of Ten Thousand Demons!

A vicious curse technique, within a hundred days, anyone who can kill Wang Lin will gain his supernatural powers and cultivation. Even a mortal can gain everything he has by killing Wang Lin.

Among the hundreds of people right now, there is no monk above Nascent Soul, but there are hundreds of seven or eight foundation-building stages in the alchemy stage, and Wang Lin's cultivation has reached the middle stage of alchemy, and his magical powers are even more mysterious.

Yunyang didn't help his disciples out of the siege, the main reason was that Yuanying didn't make a move. This group of little monks couldn't be Wang Lin's opponent.

flying sword, spell

And that weird death spell, anyone who dared to attack Wang Lin, without exception, was killed on the spot.

However, his luck seemed to be exhausted, and a terrifying figure approached quickly in the sky.

"Yuan Ying!"

Wang Lin's expression changed dramatically. With his current cultivation, he is invincible below Yuanying, but Yuanying is a huge gap!

"Boy! Kill my apprentice, I will take your life today!"

Fierce flashes of lightning suddenly shot out from Wang Lin's body: "If you want to fight, fight, why do you need to find any excuses!"

"Lightning method! Haha, the ancient sword cultivation technique, lightning method, death spell, it seems that this old man has a lot of blessings!"

"Boom!" The divine sword led the thunder, and the violent thunder and lightning crashed into the Nascent Soul Laomo's body, and the aura of body protection erupted, and the Laomo smiled disdainfully: "Boy, your methods are very powerful, but it's a pity that your cultivation base is too low Already!"

"boom!"

With another blow, Wang Lin was seriously injured and fell to the ground.Brute force invaded his body.

"escape!!!"

Fight if you can, and run if you can't!

Wang Lin didn't care, pulled the girl beside him and fled frantically.

"Where to go!" The old devil smiled cruelly, playing his opponent to death is the most wonderful enjoyment, but what he didn't know was that his master was also here.

In the void, a mysterious seal appeared in front of Wang Lin strangely, resisting this fatal move for him!

"Not dead!" Wang Lin quickly turned around to look, and behind him, there was a purple sword seal, which was the same as the purple emperor sword seal in the center of his eyebrows.

Li Muwan was surprised: "How could someone help you??"

She was taken captive by Wang Lin, and she was a craftsman when she was out of alchemy, she seemed to be a tool person, but getting along day and night these years gave her a place in Wang Lin's heart.If her current situation was lonely, then Wang Lin was desperate. She had never seen Wang Lin so excited like this moment, even when he was condensing the golden core.It would never have occurred to Wang Lin to have a helper.

The old devil stopped walking, not because he didn't want to move, but because he couldn't move. After the Purple Emperor Sword Seal appeared, it was the stagnation of time and space.

With a sound, the sigh of the ancient times that traveled through came: "The big dream has been thousands of years, what year is this eve?"

Countless emotions surged in Wang Lin's heart, and they converged into one sentence: "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

Chapter 680 IX Rain Fairyland

"Master???" All the old devils did not change their expressions. They only knew that chasing and killing Wang Lin would bring benefits, but they forgot how it would be easy for such a ruthless person. Now he is here, a peak master.

Yunyang said: "Get up! I spent a lot of effort to find you, your broken pearl even blocked my calculation!"

"Master! So you already knew!" Wang Lin was horrified. He had been hiding the matter of the Tiannizhu all along, but he didn't expect his master to know about it.

Yunyang said: "It's not a big deal. It's not easy for you to get to this point. The old man disregards his face and attacks the younger generation. How can the disciples of this seat be bullied? Boy, take care! This is the seal of Mengzi." !"

Once printed, heaven and earth condense

A lifelong dream, one after another of strange silk threads, practiced in Yunyang's hands, all the demons below seemed to be in a dream.

Yunyang grabbed it in horror, and grabbed all the bright red threads connected to Wang Lin's body: "Death!"

"puff!"

Hundreds of demon heads vomited blood and fell to the ground, dying on the spot, including the old demon in the Nascent Soul stage, as long as they had attacked Wang Lin, they all died on the spot.

For the rest of the people, there is only shock and joy left.

"Is this a death spell?" Wang Lin was stunned. Yunyang's word death was very similar to his own death spell, only more terrifying.

Yunyang said: "The death spell is just a method for the use of spiritual consciousness, I just follow the law!"