But the way the green-shirted monk appeared here was extremely strange, and he actually appeared in the form of a teleportation array, which couldn't help but make Wang Lin have a bold guess.

Three days later, Wang Lin left the cave, and the slightest prohibition was already remembered by him.

Of course, if you are extremely weak, it is a different matter. It's like Meng Huozi back then, who was framed by Wang Lin after being extremely weak and died under the golden hand bones of the Hurricane King.

The bell shook suddenly, and there was a burst of bells and bells in it, and this sound did not leak too much, but was mainly concentrated inside, but listening to the sound of the bell, there were also screams from time to time.

This prohibition must not be very strong, but it only plays the role of blocking the door and sealing the door, although it has been broken at this time, but at the edge of the stone wall, there is still a trace of breath left, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he studied it.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched the seal with both hands, and made a magic trick that landed on the bell.

Descending the mountain peak, Wang Lin was about to leave, when suddenly his expression moved, and all the trees on this mountain peak, after he had checked them one by one, had turned into ashes and dissipated.

Wang Lin remained silent, his body slowly flew into the air, and in mid-air, he looked down, and immediately stared at his eyes.

Looking at the many tree trunks on this mountain peak, Wang Lin smiled bitterly, if these trees did not wither, how good it would be, these trees, each of them, is equivalent to a thousand-year-old tree, and even some have been more than 10,000 years old.

The counterattack of the god transformation monk before his death was extremely terrifying, with Wang Lin's caution, how could he take the risk easily, simply not look at it, but put it in the storage bag, and with the refining ability of the bell itself, he continued to refine him for ten days and half a month or even longer, so that this person was dying and died in the womb!

He wanted to see what the prohibition of the immortals was like, and if he could comprehend it, it would be of great help to the middle realm of the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Forbidden Banners.

The prohibition of the immortals is somewhat similar to the ancient prohibition mastered by Wang Lin, but the structure within it is a little different, in fact, the prohibition is a formation, but it is more flexible than the formation.

At the top of this mountain, Wang Lin found a cave, the gate of this cave was broken, and it was covered with dust, this place was not hidden, and Wang Lin did not expect to find a cave here that no one had been to before.

As Wang Lin's handprints fell on the bells one by one, the screams in them slowly weakened, and finally disappeared completely, Wang Lin did not pause, but continued to refine a little more, and then put away the trick.

Before leaving, Wang Lin stored the beast exorcism ring into spiritual power in advance, and then, when he came to the place where the green-shirted monk teleported in mid-air, he was silent for a moment and took out the bell.

But now, all these flying ashes are floating in the air, as if there is a magical force commanding, slowly moving.

At this time, Wang Lin summoned his right hand, and the forbidden flag stood and fell into his hand, and he shook it, along with the bell, and disappeared in place, and when it appeared, it had already fallen to the ground.

The cave is not big, there are only seven or eight stone rooms, Wang Lin checked inside, there is nothing, I don't know how many years ago, someone came here to loot it.

Before entering this cave, Wang Lin had already been mentally prepared, so although he didn't get anything, it didn't affect his mood, the purpose of his coming here was to see if there were still some damaged prohibitions in this cave.

"You can't run away!" Wang Lin said in a flat voice, as if talking to himself.

He checked carefully, and found that almost all the prohibitions had dissipated in heaven and earth, but they were not absolute, outside a stone room, Wang Lin was quite pleased to find that there was a trace of prohibition.

Those flying ashes slowly dissipated at this time, and Wang Lin immediately found that looking at this mountain peak from a high place, it looked more like a lock, and that cave house was a lock cylinder.

Wang Lin was quite unwilling, he searched everywhere, and finally, after all the trees on the entire mountain peak were checked, he sighed helplessly.

Wang Lin sneered, and at one point, the sword qi dissipated, and an unwilling cry came from within it, and a force of primordial spirit dissipated.

There are potholes everywhere on the ground, faintly showing the struggles of the immortals under the catastrophe of the year.

He summoned his right hand, the bell quickly shrank, was held in his hand, and put it in the storage bag, Wang Lin did not hurry to open the bell to check inside, in his mind, even if the green-shirted monk was really dead, there would definitely be a counterattack before death.

Thinking of this, he flipped his right hand, and the bell immediately became larger, and then with a bang, seven nets spread out at the bottom.