At this time, the sky was just shining, and the elf empress looked at the figure of Wang Lin leaving, her eyes flashed with thought, and then her body flashed and disappeared in place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one knew where the Elven Empress had gone, and no one knew that she had left the palace where she lived, which was a major place for the Elven Clan, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter.

Wang Lin's departure this time did not alarm too many people, he didn't want his whereabouts to be discovered again, so he changed his face, put on the silver mask again, and even the purple robe he had been wearing was replaced by a black robe.

Although his identity will inevitably be revealed once he actually fights, at least he is safer now and will not be bumped into by the Yaksha people.

He never thought that the people of the Yaksha clan would not come, and as soon as the three disciples of the Yaksha clan died, even if it was not for him Wang Lin, for the sake of that scripture, they would send someone to check it.

But until now, Wang Lin has not understood one thing, that is, when they killed the three Yaksha disciples in the first place, why didn't they use this human scripture?

At that time, if they used this "Ten Thousand Seals Talisman Sutra", it might take some effort to kill them, after all, this scripture can be attacked and defended, and it is really terrifying.

In fact, Wang Lin didn't know at all, how could the three of them not want to go to enlightenment, but they didn't dare to participate in enlightenment, the rules of the Yaksha clan were very strict, and the thing they got had to be handed over first, and then distributed.

So this also fulfilled Wang Lin, and what they worked so hard to get from the ruins fell into the hands of Wang Lin and Meng Youran, which can be regarded as providence.

Wang Lin was dressed in a black robe, wearing a silver mask on his face, and in the eyes of Ning Yu, the law of Shura, he looked extremely fierce, sitting on the spirit boat, and quickly swept towards the direction of the Snow Clan.

White clouds float around the spirit boat, and the vast land below is unobstructed, and there is green everywhere, mountains and rivers, trees and flowers, which are very bright.

The territory of the Snow Clan is far away from the Elf Clan, and even if it takes several months to take the Spirit Boat, during these months, Wang Lin has not been idle, and even said that he is very busy.

He not only has to cultivate spiritual power, but also to comprehend the "Immortal Sutra" and the "Ten Thousand Seals Talisman Sutra", and he must constantly try to completely fit the four realms of stars, nature, Shura, and reincarnation.

This kind of complete fit is not two or two living three three, but the fit between the four, although it is difficult, but fortunately he has almost completed, only the last step is missing, this step does not rely on blind comprehension, but an epiphany in an instant.

The stars envelop nature, asura, and reincarnation, nature connects the stars, asura, and reincarnation, and the asura, which embodies the stars, nature, and reincarnation, and reincarnation interprets the stars, nature, and asura.

The connection between the four has been found, but it will take a little light and an opportunity to really fit them together.

During this period of time, Wang Lin didn't think about connecting the Dao of Space with the other four avenues, but he couldn't find a common denominator, so he had to give up first.

And just a month after Wang Lin left the Elf Imperial City, Meng leisurely woke up from the retreat, she saw Wang Lin's voice, and also understood the other party's purpose for doing this, so she didn't go, just stayed in the elf clan to continue cultivating.

Time passed in a hurry, and Wang Lin stayed in the Lingzhou for more than two months, during which he also encountered some obstacles, but they were all easily solved.

When the spirit boat crossed a long river, the weather instantly turned cold, as if from the spring of March to the cold winter of the moon, this transformation is very magical.

As if feeling this coolness, Wang Lin, who was sitting at the top of the spirit boat, slowly opened his eyes, revealing his blood-red eyes, which made the breath between heaven and earth even colder.

Wang Linpan sat and looked down, and what greeted him was a vast white earth, whether it was a high mountain or a tree covered with snowflakes, as if it was a silver world.

The snow here seems to melt all year round, even if the sun is shining and the sky is clear, the snow on the ground will not show the slightest sign of melting, which is in great contrast to the elves who are green all year round.

Therefore, it is often said that the Dream Continent is like a dream, with perennial snow on one side and emerald green jungle on the other, and the two completely different scenes are separated by only one river.

As the spirit boat moved deeper and deeper, Wang Lin could feel the coldness in the air getting bigger and bigger, and a gust of wind blew, bringing a cold chill and stinging sensation.

Below, in the snow-covered place, you can constantly see figures shaking, these are the inhabitants of the Snow Clan, they were born to live in this snowstorm, for them, the wind and snow are the sustenance of their souls.

However, the Snow Clan and the Ice Clan, who also live here, are very similar to the Terrans in terms of appearance, except that they have an extra mark on their eyebrows, and their eyes and hair are white.

But the difference is that the Snow Clan and the Ice Clan are much better than the Terrans, they are born with the power of snow or ice, and any one of them is a good warrior, which the Terrans cannot match.

Although the Snow Clan and the Ice Clan both live here, their relationship is not good, and this bad is like a natural enemy.

Through the spirit boat, Wang Lin could see many people of the Snow Clan walking on the ground, although he could also see monks from other races, but each one of them seemed so low-key.

"It seems that in this Snow Clan, foreigners are indeed very ostracized. Wang Lin's gaze swept over every monk on the ground, remembering what the Elf Empress had said when she came, and couldn't help but mutter.

But after finishing speaking, Wang Lin couldn't help but think of something, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "This is also for those foreigners with weak backgrounds and low strength, if there is an emperor, those people are not allowed to sweep the couch to greet them." ”

In fact, Wang Lin's words are not false at all, no matter how much the Snow Clan rejects foreigners, it will not reject the Great Emperor, and don't say that the Great Emperor, even if he comes to the honorable rank, they will welcome it with a smile.

Sometimes strength determines everything, and strength can also change everything!

Without thinking about anything, Wang Linlin took the spirit boat and quickly flew towards Snow City, the center of the Snow Clan, according to the description on the map, it was the gathering place of the strong people of the Snow Clan, and it was also the gathering place of the people of the Snow Clan.

After another day of flying, Wang Lin put away Lingzhou and landed in front of a huge city carved like white jade, this city is so shocking to the soul, its beauty is like heavenly work.

However, this beautiful moment was shattered, and not far in front of Wang Lin, several Snow Clan disciples were beating a weak young man, and this young man seemed to be from the Shimeng Clan.

The few who beat people were dressed in gorgeous robes, and although they didn't look very old, they were only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they looked like they were disciples of the great forces.

The boy on the ground was different, he was much younger than those people, his tattered clothes were wrapped around his body, and although the blood from the beating flowed out, the look on his face looked very stubborn.

The Shimeng tribe is a very small race, and it can't enter the position of the hundred tribes at all, because the number is very small, and the strength is also very weak, so there is no way to occupy a place to survive, and can only gather in a certain place to barely survive.

The several Snow Clan disciples who beat people seemed very happy, kicked the young man of the Shimeng clan one by one, and kept cursing in their mouths when they were beating.

"A piece of garbage dares to hit my son, blind your dog's eyes!"

"It's good to let you foreigners survive here, and dare to walk on the road wantonly, bastard things!"

"Waste who can't cultivate, I'll be bad luck when I see you, what a thing!"

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The six or seven sons of the Snow Clan's great forces cursed loudly, causing passers-by to keep looking at them, but after seeing who it was, without exception, they all slipped away quickly.

Many of these monks who escaped were from the Snow Clan, and it could be seen from this that the sons of these powerful forces of the Snow Clan seemed to be very arrogant here.

"You, just say what about you, what do you see, come with this son. ”

Just as Wang Lin was thinking, he suddenly heard an extremely arrogant voice coming from his ears, and when he looked up, he found that he was the only one left on the empty snowfield, and those boys were looking at him.

"Are you calling me?" Wang Lin's blood-red, sinister eyes looked at the Snow Clan disciple who spoke, and this gaze startled the other party.

But then he seemed to remember what this place was, and his face couldn't help but rise with anger because of the retreat just now, and said viciously: "Of course I called you, get over to this son." ”

Syllable!

As soon as the Snow Clan disciple's words fell, he saw Wang Lin's eyes narrow, his body disappeared in an instant, and with a loud slap, he reappeared in place, and a dazzling slap mark appeared on the Snow Clan's face.

This change directly frightened these people, and even the young man of the Shimeng tribe who was lying on the ground with a stubborn face looked at Wang Lin with wide eyes, thinking that he didn't expect the other party to dare to make a move.

"There are only a few monks who are not even at the rank of king, I will kill you without much effort, and it is better to be careful when you speak. The cold voice came out of Wang Lin's mouth and fell into the ears of these Snow Clan disciples.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and it seemed to be even colder, chilling, and the wind was blowing, bringing a biting meaning.

After a while, the Snow Clan disciple covered half of his face after being slapped in the face, and shouted viciously in panic and viciously: "You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? ”

Wang Lin looked at him, looked at these Snow Clan disciples, and then stepped forward step by step, these people retreated again and again, the former walked in front of the Shimeng Clan boy, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

"My name is Demon, from the Divine Light Academy, he, I took him, if you want to find me, go to this young man's tribe. ”

The wind and snow mixed with Wang Lin's voice fell into the ears of these Snow Clan disciples, and they looked at each other's gradually departing figures, in a daze.