Chapter 489: Slaying the Heavenly Demon, Mission Success!

Say that the crossing is invincible?!

Say that the good hanging beats the world?!

What about replacing Wang Lin and becoming the supreme overlord of this world?!

Now......

At the place of the dragon head of the dragon fighting array, the traverser Xie Donglai looked at Wang Lin, who was not far from him, with a sneer on his face, his eyes full of mockery, and tens of thousands of words in his heart The mud horse galloped by.

In the depths of his eyes, there was still a little indifference and fierceness.

As a time-traveler, Xie Dong believes that he knows everything about the world of "Immortal Rebellion".

It's just that......

Even if he knows it well, in terms of his cultivation without a golden finger, without a system, and at the peak of the Dan period, the stage for him to perform is not large.

Therefore, the only way to kill Wang Lin and replace Wang Lin is to steal everything from Wang Lin in a way similar to plundering, and to take the road that Wang Lin has walked.

In this way, I can grow up thoroughly.

But now, all good wishes have been shattered.

Originally, after opening the Dragon Fighting Array, Xie Donglai planned to let the ten cultivators of the Fighting Evil Sect trap Wang Lin a little with a sword formation, because as long as it was only a little time, he could immediately attack and kill Wang Lin in one fell swoop.

But at the critical moment, those elders were actually afraid, and he had no choice but to take action in person, but unfortunately he didn't expect Wang Linfang to see through the reality.

At this time, Xie Donglai was already difficult to ride a tiger, staring at Wang Lin fiercely, silent.

"Are you self-defeating, or am I sending you on your way?!"

Wang Lin also glanced at Xie Donglai, and while speaking, he pulled Li Muwan back ten zhang again, and the sarcasm in his eyes was even stronger.

Xie Donglai sighed secretly when he heard this, his body also retreated backwards, landing on the dragon's head, he took a deep breath and said flatly.

"That's it, that's it, I'm throwing in the towel. ”

As he spoke, he tapped the dragon's head under his feet, and bursts of spiritual power quickly flowed from his body back into the dragon's head.

With his actions, the ghostly light of the dragon's eyes became brighter and brighter, and a thick aura of spiritual power quickly spread downward from the dragon's head, and Xie Donglai's body also trembled with the passage of spiritual power, with a painful expression on his face.

Slowly, his expression became more and more painful, his swollen body slowly shrank, and finally he gasped, half-kneeling on the dragon's head, the whole person seemed to have aged for decades all at once, he raised his head and said weakly.

"The old man admits defeat, from now on, I am willing to listen to your orders, this is the order of the Fighting Evil Sect. ”

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized triangular fuchsia token with trembling hands, and forced out a trace of spiritual power with difficulty, and this order immediately slowly floated forward.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, he looked at Xie Donglai, and then at the token, but there was no relaxed expression on his face, but the ridicule became more and more intense.

Suddenly, Wang Lin's pupils narrowed, and without saying a word, he pulled Li Muwan back a few feet again.

At the moment when Wang Lin's body retreated, an afterimage of Xie Donglai immediately appeared in front of him, and the afterimage turned into a sword light all over his body, stabbing at Wang Lin in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

Wang Lin's speed was already very fast, but it was still not as fast as the flying sword, and after retreating more than thirty zhang, the flying sword flashed out and stabbed him in the chest.

The speed of the flying sword was too fast, almost comparable to the speed of the teleportation of King Lin's crystal light sword, which was not far behind.

In the flash of light, the flying sword stabbed Wang Lin's chest, but at this moment, the flying sword slammed down, and the defensive ability of the dragon leather armor on Wang Lin's body blocked a little, and the two fingers of Wang Lin's right hand, as if they were pliers, were clamped on the sword body.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy, the other party's flying sword was unguardable, but fortunately, he was more than a hundred zhang away, and there was more or less a delay from the flying sword shooting out to the approach.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The flying sword was caught in Wang Lin's hand, trembled a few times, and immediately shattered from the center, and a black flame emanated from the sword, silently enveloping the entire sword body, and soon turned into ashes.

At the moment when the black flame appeared, Wang Lin released his two fingers, and stared at Xie Donglai above the dragon's head with a cold look in his eyes.

"Alas!"

Xie Donglai sighed lightly, his eyes showed regret, and then, his body turned into ashes and dissipated.

This final blow is his killer weapon and the biggest secret of his life.

Once cast, either the enemy dies or falls.

"This ...... He's a sword cultivator!"

Seeing such a scene, Li Muwan lightly covered her mouth, and her face was full of shock.

Sword Cultivation.

In ancient times, there were quite a few cultivators, but now, there are very few people who only cultivate a flying sword, but use the flying sword as one of their magic weapons.

Sword cultivators, both in terms of speed and attack, are more than a few points higher than ordinary monks.

At the same time, there are also many sword cultivation formulas, and only when you learn the top-level formulas and get a superb flying sword can you truly exert the terrifying strength of sword cultivation.

Xie Donglai's sword cultivation mantra is obviously not good, and the quality of the flying sword is also ordinary, otherwise, with the strong attack power of the sword cultivation, with his cultivation at the peak of the Dan, maybe he can also break the invincible situation in Wang Lin Jiedan's territory.

And this final blow was Xie Donglai shooting out the sword pill from the sword cultivation in his body, this sword pill was actually his golden pill, and he was going to win by surprise.

But alas, in the end, it failed.

As soon as Xie Donglai died, the happiest were the two brothers Mu Nan and Mu Bei, the two of them glanced at each other, and immediately understood, and at the same time bowed to the ground in the direction of Wang Lin, and said loudly: "Welcome to the master!"

Shangguan Mo secretly scolded this Mu brother for being shameless in his heart, but then 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 Fighting Evil Sect." ”

The ten elders of the sword formation of the Fighting Evil Sect also put away their swords one after another at this time, with a look of embarrassment on their faces, and after being silent for a while, they bent down one by one in the direction where Wang Lin was, and their meaning was self-evident.

As for the tens of thousands of disciples on the dragon scales, one by one, the spiritual power of the whole body was exhausted by Xie Donglai, and they all struggled to get up at this time, looking at the blood-red word "Xu" on the top of Wang Lin's head that seemed to be dripping blood at any time, and greeted him loudly.

Xie Donglai's death, Wang Lin had no joy in his heart, but a sense of helplessness, there is no right or wrong in the world of cultivation, some are just the weak and the strong, in order to survive, only to interrupt all the roots that threaten him, he can imagine that if he doesn't come to the door, then what must be waiting for him will be an endless counterattack from the Fighting Evil Sect.

If you want to protect yourself, then you have to let everyone know that he is a person who cannot be provoked, once provoked, the consequences will be very serious, Wang Lin's first establishment in the Demon Sea is over.

At the same time, in his mind, the prompt sound of the chat group also sounded.