"This person has the cultivation of the early stage of the Yudan, but why is he so powerful? You see that Shangguan Old Demon is willing to become his disciple, even if we make a move, I am afraid that we will not be able to reap the benefits. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A thin old man next to him witnessed the death of a monk in the early stage of the knot pill under Wang Lin, and after the golden pill was dug up, he said with palpitations.

The rest of the monks were silent one by one, and suddenly one of them spoke: "The arrival of the envoy from the Inland Sea is imminent, and the old man will not be willing to give away his hundred-year-old savings this time, this is the only chance." Once I can kill this person and get the Xiudan, I will definitely be able to reach the late stage of the Yudan, and then I will be able to keep my savings. ”

"The same is true for me, the old man is approaching his life, if he can't improve his realm within ten years...... So this time, try whatever you say!" The old man standing at the end with a wrinkled face took a deep breath. Said slowly.

After speaking, his body moved, and the wind and thunder flashed away. Pointing directly to Wang Lin's position. After him, the monk who had just spoken also stepped on his feet, turning into sword light and following closely behind.

Looking at the two Yudan-stage cultivators who were galloping towards him, Wang Lin sneered, and the red light flashed in his eyes, and the heads of the two were shattered by the Extreme Realm Divine Sense.

"Death Spell...... It's horrible...... If Lao Tzu can not die this time, he will have to cultivate whatever he says, his grandmother's, if Lao Tzu has this strength, then he can go sideways in the world of demon cultivation in the future. Shangguan Mo took a deep breath, and for the first time in his heart, he was no longer depressed about his soul blood, on the contrary, a complicated mood arose.

The remaining four mid-stage cultivators from a hundred miles away, among them, the old man with a childish face, but full of an evil aura, shook his head at this time, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

A man and a woman, standing ten feet behind him, the man, with a big word "Xu" on his head, a trace of blood, floated out.

The rest of the monks noticed the anomaly, and when they looked back, their faces immediately changed dramatically. They all sacrificed magic weapons, staring at Wang Lin like a great enemy, but they didn't dare to make the first move.

Wang Lin glanced at the four of them and said coldly, "Get out!"

Among the four people, except for the old man with crane hair and childish face before, his eyes showed gratitude, and he accepted the magic weapon and left, the other three people's faces turned red and white, and one of them stepped back a little and snorted softly: "Today's matter ......."

Li Muwan sighed secretly, and said in her heart If you don't leave quickly, what's the use of talking this nonsense. Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Wang Lin frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, countless sword lights wrung the three of them into crumbs, and the protective light shield in front of several people was like white paper, useless.

Looking at the monks around him who had already been killed and wounded, Wang Lin turned his head to look at Shangguan Mo: "Continue to lead the way." The voice was full of coldness, and the murderous intent was compelling.

Behind Wang Lin, the dense corpses exuded bursts of dead air, which was more deterrent than any words, and all those who had ill intentions along the way, after seeing the thousands of corpses, all of them were bloodless, and they avoided them one after another, for fear that they would be implicated.

At noon on the second day, the place of the head sect of the Fighting Evil Sect was as far as the eye could see, Wang Lin's divine consciousness had recovered as before, looking up, there was a huge mountain peak in front of him, the top of the mountain peak was made into a dragon shape by magic, the whole mountain peak at first glance, it seemed to be a giant dragon hovering above, on the dragon's head, there was a person, this person was white, his face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Wang Lin in mid-air.

"Dragon Fighting Array!" Shangguan Mo looked at it intently for a moment and muttered.

Li Muwan beside him suddenly said: "This is not a formation, but a wonderful spell to condense the spirits of these ten thousand people on the dragon head alone, which can allow him to temporarily have a certain level of cultivation." Looking at the prestige of this person, he already has the strength to fight with Yuan Ying. ”

Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan, who had extraordinary knowledge, and the color of appreciation in his eyes became denser and denser, as if he noticed Wang Lin's gaze, Li Muwan's voice became smaller and smaller, and her head became lower and lower.

This nerd seems to have finally recognized me! Li Muwan was infinitely happy in her heart at this time, as if she had forgotten that she was still on the battlefield at this time.

Wang Lin let go of the hand holding Li Muwan, and with a thought, an ancient sword emitting a silver-white cold light appeared in his hand.

"Death is like the wind, always with me, the wind slashes!"

The breath of death surrounded Wang Lin, and then a sword shadow as black as ink appeared in the air, slashing towards the giant dragon on the top of the mountain.

Before the sword shadow arrived, the sword intent of death first hit the ten cultivators of the Dan Stage who were arrayed, and the pain of their souls as if they had been cut made them let out a wail, and then their souls were annihilated, and their bodies fell to the ground silently.

As soon as the person who set up the formation died, the Qianzhang Sword Shadow effortlessly tore through the Dragon Fighting Array, splitting the entire mountain peak into pieces. In an instant, thousands of Dou Cult Sect disciples died.

The tens of thousands of disciples who still survived the Fighting Evil Sect, one by one, spent seventy-seven eighty-eight on their whole body spiritual power, and they all struggled to get up at this time, looking at the blood-red word "Zhu" on the top of Wang Lin's head that seemed to be dripping blood at any time, and said loudly: "Welcome to the sect!"

Wang Lin looked at all this coldly, this is the rule of cultivating the Demon Sea, as long as the strength is strong enough, killing people and seizing factions is commonplace.

Shangguan Mo secretly scolded in his heart why he was so stupid this time, what a good opportunity to pat himself on the back, but he didn't grasp it. Immediately afterwards, he quickly came to Wang Lin's side, with a serious expression, and bent down respectfully and said, "Congratulations to Shizun for becoming the head of the Evil Fighting Sect." ”

Looking at the disciples of the Dou Evil Sect who were kneeling down, Wang Lin knew that this Liwei was very successful, at least within a million miles of Nandou City, almost everyone knew and no one knew about it, and the majesty of the mountain of blood corpses made all those who tried to covet the killing order quickly dispel the thoughts in their hearts.

As Wang Lin established his majesty with the sea of corpses and blood, Wang Lin's name of killing gods spread through the survivors to the various immortal cultivation cities in the Shura Sea......

"Ding, the special task is completed, and the host has obtained the god-level exercise - "Sword Sutra", please find the old man to get it!"

This time, Wang Lin didn't call the old man out for the first time, but pointed at Shangguan Mo and said, "From today onwards, you are the head of the Fighting Evil Sect!"

"Prepare a secret room for me, I want to retreat. After Wang Lin threw out his words coldly, he pulled Li Muwan and jumped towards the Fighting Evil Sect.

The secret room was quickly prepared, and Taihua appeared in his figure, feeling the increasingly strong repulsive power between heaven and earth, and he frowned imperceptibly.

Looking at Wang Lin with an expectant look on his face, Taihua smiled and handed him a piece of jade slip, "This is a god-level skill for sword cultivation, whether to take the path of sword cultivation or not, you can make your own decision." ”

Wang Lin thought about it for a while, remembered the power of the immortal sword body, and resolutely decided to embark on the path of sword cultivation!

Looking at Wang Lin, who was sharp and domineering, Taihua smiled slightly, remembering the situation when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation, it seemed that he was also so sharp.

Suddenly, Taihua's gaze seemed to penetrate the secret room and saw a certain space in the void in the distance, it seemed that guiding Wang Lin to the path of sword cultivation had finally caused some existence to start interfering.

The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and after being silent for so long, it's time to move his muscles and bones!