Such a powerful and ruthless two people were famous in the Scarlet Plains for a while, and people talked about it almost everywhere, and their popularity even surpassed the eight kings of Bloody Night City in some aspects.

Wang Lin and Bai Mo didn't know that the two of them were so famous now, but even if they knew, they wouldn't care. At this time, they are in retreat in a secluded cave, and after these days of accumulation, they always want to turn their harvest into their own strength.

In two months, the two of them have made great gains, and they have made great progress, as early as a month ago, they have broken through to the middle stage of the monarch rank in cultivation one after another.

Now after another month of snatching, the two have decided to retreat again, and it is best to work hard to improve their strength.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up to feel the breath on Bai Mo's body not far away, the fluctuation was not weaker than himself, and even more fierce and cold than himself.

Wang Lin was still a little secretly excited in his heart, and secretly thought: "It's really good to have an opponent of the same level! This will at least put pressure on you, and competition can promote progress, this sentence is not wrong at all." ”

Wang Lin didn't know what Bai Mo's strength was now, but he knew that his current self was at least three times stronger than before, and his physical strength had reached nearly 20,000 catties, and fifteen star stripes were distributed all over his body, surrounded by starlight.

The further you go, the slower the growth rate of the star stripes, but the strength and strength of the body go up, and you can still increase the increase speed, but the improvement of the physical body is too difficult.

In addition, his avenue level has also gone further, and the avenue lines behind him are also clearer, he estimates that if he talks about the avenue alone, he has reached the level of the middle of the king rank, after all, the average middle of the king rank is only about twenty percent in the avenue comprehension, and some of them cannot reach twenty percent.

Retracting his thoughts, Wang Lin turned over his hand and took out a large number of blood crystals and several Great Dao fragments, which were all his gains in this month.

Holding several blood crystals in each hand, wisps of blood-colored power flowed from the blood crystals into Wang Lin's arm into his body, and a tyrannical aura rushed into his mind with this power, and negative emotions continued to affect his soul.

Wang Lin's eyes were tightly closed, and the starlight on his body suddenly rose, and he expelled those raging breaths from his body with ease, leaving only the blood-colored power into his body, constantly strengthening all parts of his body.

The blood-colored tyrannical aura of the blood-colored land is what the monks here hate the most, the reason why they don't dare to absorb it is because they are afraid that the aura will affect their sanity, but these are not a problem for Wang Lin at all, with the starlight body, the blood-colored tyrannical evil qi can't help him at all.

As the blood crystal in his hand continued to be consumed, the blood-colored power in Wang Lin's body accumulated more and more, and even red light appeared on the surface of his body, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a huge blood crystal.

Gradually, the momentum on Wang Lin's body slowly rose, and a heavy oppressive force came out of his body, this pressure was not the oppression of cultivation, but the kind of power given by pure flesh.

This state lasted for about ten days, and the layer of red light outside Wang Lin's body slowly entered his body and returned to its original state.

Crackling

Wang Lin stood up and stretched his body, the bones of his whole body made a crisp sound, and an extremely comfortable feeling was transmitted from all over his body.

Wang Lin slowly clenched his fists, a smile appeared on his face, although his cultivation did not increase, his strength improved again.

Forty-five thousand catties! Twenty star stripes!

The increase in physical strength exceeded Wang Lin's expectations, he didn't expect the effect of blood crystals to be so great, and in two months, his strength had undergone earth-shaking changes.

But then Wang Lin sighed a little lightly, the fly in the ointment is that the growth rate of physical strength has slowed down, maybe the effect of blood crystals is weakening, in this case, for some time, it will be useless at all.

Sighing lightly, Wang Lin smiled a little self-deprecatingly, he was a little greedy, and it was already very good to be able to improve so much.

Suddenly, Wang Lin looked at Bai Mo and said in a low voice: "I'm about to break through again, the speed is so fast! Compared to him, my speed is much slower." ”

Immediately, Wang Lin swept outside softly, and found a hillside at random to look at the wind for Bai Mo.

Looking at the gray sky in the distance, Wang Lin took out a bottle of wine and drank it by himself, but the wine was sad.

A lonely and sad mood appeared on his body, which made people feel a kind of sadness when they heard it, which may be difficult for ordinary people to understand, after all, Wang Lin must have qualifications and qualifications, and he must have a background, whether it is his current strength or status, it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

He started cultivating at the age of ten, and within five years, he had the strength of the king rank, so he shouldn't be sad no matter how he looked at it......

In fact, Wang Lin knows his level, his body is in his teens, but his soul is indeed in his thirties, although in this world, monks in their thirties are also the younger generation, especially above the king rank, and they have a long lifespan, but in their hearts they often regard themselves as thirty years old.

However, the strength of the soul makes Wang Lin's comprehension speed beyond ordinary people, which is also his huge advantage, and it is also his capital in Dao comprehension.

These are not what he is worried about, Wang Lin sighs about his two brothers who are missing, sighs about the cruelty of this world, if you don't kill people, others may kill you, and sighs about the responsibility in the future, the responsibility that cannot be shirked.

Wang Lin is a holy body, and there are many things in his memory that others don't understand and don't know, and these things make him feel more stressed, so now he just wants to continuously improve his strength in the shortest possible time.

A solitary shadow, a pot of wine, and a round sun form a fascinating painting circle.

It's a pity that this kind of picture didn't last long, a roar sounded from the hillside behind Wang Lin, and in an instant, the stones flew chaotically, and the ruthless murderous aura rose to the sky, turning into a blood-colored cloud of light, and the surrounding spiritual power swarmed in, competing to pour in.

A blood-robed young man emerged from the rocks, the momentum on his body was like an ancient beast that intimidated the heavens and the earth, and the cold breath that pierced the bone marrow spread out along his body, and the next moment, the momentum of his whole body suddenly soared, and endless spiritual power surged into his body.

Wang Lin saw this phenomenon and said in a deep voice: "It's bad, the movement is too big, it is estimated that many people will rush to break through to the later stage, why is there such a big movement?"

In fact, Wang Lin had forgotten that when he broke through the middle stage a month ago, his movement was not weaker than it was now, after all, he needed too much spiritual power to absorb, so the movement was naturally greater.

This is not to say that Bai Mo is not as good as Wang Lin, but the two have their own strengths, and it is really difficult to say if they really want to fight.

But Wang Lin was right about one thing, the movement of Bai Mo's breakthrough was too big, making people mistakenly think that there was a heavy treasure monk, and many people were already rushing here, and there were even many king-level monks.

"Hurry up!" Although Wang Lin didn't know how many people were coming, he could feel some powerful aura, he was confident in his strength, but it didn't mean that he was arrogant, two fists were hard to beat four hands!

But this time, God didn't follow people's wishes, Bai Mo's breakthrough was not at the end, and many people arrived, searching everywhere one by one, looking for 'treasures', but the 'treasures' were not seen, but they saw Wang Lin and Bai Mo.

"Oh no, it's those two demons. One person looked up and saw Wang Lin and Bai Mo not far away, and was shocked, and hurriedly fled backwards.

After all, in the past two months, what Wang Lin and Bai Mo have done has frightened many people, even if they didn't kill too many people, but they robbed two hundred monks, which is a "feat".

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