Chapter 11 ~ Demon Path

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the immortal treasure, the one who knows the times is Junjie, even if you break through to the foundation building period at this moment, you still can't fight me and other foundation building perfect monks!"

Wang Tianba stood up, slapped the storage bag suddenly, took out his spiritual power sword from it, held the spirit sword in his hand, pointed at Wang Lin, stared at the few monks around him, and grinned at the corners of his mouth.

He was not afraid of Wang Lin at all, because Wang Lin was just a monk who had just broken through to the foundation building period in his heart, no matter how talented he was, with some kind of immortal treasure, in the face of such a large number of hundreds of foundation building monks whose cultivation was also above him, he had to change hands and fold here!

Thinking of this, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and looking at the monk beside him with a slight respect, Wang Tianba arched his hand, pursed his lips and smiled meaningfully, and said in a threatening tone: "Under the Ethereal Sect Young Sect Master." Everyone, it's better to hand over this person to us, and the Ethereal Sect will not lose your benefits!"

With a solemn attitude, a serious face, and a murderous look in his eyes that he did not shy away from shooting at everyone, Wang Tianba couldn't help but stagnate when he saw that everyone heard his words, but he didn't make any radical behavior, nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the two monks beside him, and ordered: "Xuanlin, Xifeng, you two, go and arrest that Wang Lin back!"

"I have long heard of the young sect master of the Ethereal Sect, please remember today's words, if we wait for the Yuntian Sect to have a request in the future, the young sect will not be able to shirk it at that time!"

A leading delicate female monk saw that Wang Tianba was like this, and the sect was not as good as the Ethereal Sect, so she could only arch her hand unwillingly, and said something hypocritically, she was clear in her heart, even if she could bring back Wang Lin's immortal treasure, the sect would block the news, and not let the outside world know that Yuntianzong had obtained an immortal treasure, and she would not get much actual benefit, a little spiritual jade reward plus a verbal praise from the sect elders It is better to sell it and exchange it for some benefits from Wang Tianba.

You must know that the young sect master of the Ethereal Sect is very pampered, and what he wants, his father will satisfy him, and he has a cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and the Ethereal Sect Master Wang Dongba can be said to be the ruler of the Zhao Kingdom, and he is responsive to his illegitimate son, even if it is to ruin his family.

Selling to such a monk is not without any benefits, you must know that affection is valued by immortal cultivators, and it is not easy to promise people.

The monks of Luohe Sect also arched their hands when they saw the disciples of the Yuntian Sect behaving like this, their thoughts were the same as those of the disciples of the Yuntian Sect.

And the monks of some small sects knew that even if they snatched it, they might not be able to defeat Li Xuanlin and Xifeng, the two monks of the fake Dan (foundation building consummation). After fighting for a long time in their hearts, they also gave up this opportunity to compete for the immortal treasure.

Only the disciples of the Hehuan Sect and the Corpse Yin Sect lowered their heads gloomily, their eyes closed, and the two sides were silent, it seemed that they were planning to participate in the opportunity to compete for this immortal treasure.

In order to make sure that he can get the immortal treasure 100%, Wang Tianba tightened his eyebrows, flashed ruthlessly, and looked at the Hehuan Sect and the Corpse Yin Sect, among which the Corpse Yin Sect is extremely mysterious, and often listens to his father's advice, "Wait for idle trivial things, don't mess with the corpse Yin", at this moment he can only pick up soft persimmons and pinch them, so he arched his hand and looked at the Hehuan Sect.

"Fellow Daoist, if you hand over this immortal treasure to our Ethereal Sect, I can give you a hundred foundation builders of the Hehuan Sect to build a foundation and cultivate as a male furnace!"

The leader of the Hehuan Sect was a young woman who looked to be in her twenties. He had sideburns and big eyes like grapes, and looked at Wang Tianba with watery eyes, but the determination in his eyes flashed suddenly.

He looked twenty years old, maybe more than two hundred years old, and the Hehuan Sect's furnace ding cultivation technique could maintain his appearance and be ageless, but at the cost of stagnation in his cultivation.

And this young woman in the foundation building period is likely to be more than 200 years old!

And the old goblin who has lived for more than two hundred years, Wang Tianba can't have the slightest contempt and ignorance.

The woman looked at Wang Tianba, arched her hand in return, and did not speak......

"Damn! If the Hehuan Sect does not participate in this competition, the Corpse Yin Sect can also fight, if all these two sects compete for the immortal treasure, then I will become the first person to be killed by the two sects!"

Pretending to be gentle, Wang Tianba glanced back at Li Xuanlin and Xifeng, who were not far from Wang Lin, and his eyes erupted with a thick murderous intent.

In the next second, he turned his head violently and looked at the disciple of the Hehuan Sect again, his eyes flashed with astonishment, and he began to delay time.

Wang Lin naturally saw the rich murderous intent in Wang Tianba's eyes, he didn't speak, took out the gourd spiritual water, drank a few sips, and looked at Li Xuanlin, who had taken out a weapon and slashed at him, and kicked violently, Wang Lin compressed all the spiritual power and poured it into Li Xuanlin's body......

However, this spiritual power belongs to Wang Lin, compared to Li Xuanlin, it can only be an extremely violent spirit, this spirit rolls in Li Xuanlin's body, looking at Wang Lin incredibly, his body exploded in the next second.

took out the high-grade spiritual weapon that Yan Zhenqing gave him, Wang Lin instilled spiritual power into it, and controlled the spiritual power, Wang Lin pointed at Xifeng with his right hand, this spiritual weapon, suddenly burst out with an extremely fast movement speed, and suddenly exploded in front of Xifeng's eyes with an unstoppable aura.

"Poof......

The sharpness of the spirit weapon was unmatched, and it pierced through Xifeng's skull, and before he could let out a roar, Xifeng actually found that his head had been pierced by the spirit sword...... Wang Lin walked to Li Xuanlin's side and slammed his dantian part.

Suddenly, a blood-stained utensil was taken out, the whole body of the utensil was white and shining, like a sacrificial platform that had shrunk countless times, and he blew a breath to blow away the blood inside, Wang Lin smiled slightly.

Attracted by the sound of fighting, the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect first saw the utensils in Wang Lin's hands...... Something incredulous shouted......

"Dao...... Dowkey...... Demon Dao!"

With a subtle look in his eyes, the disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect looked at Wang Tianba and threw his hand violently, and then said very quickly:

"Tianba Shaozong, I can't wait to participate in this immortal treasure competition!"

After saying that, the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect carried their huge coffins and quickly ran to the other side of the extraterritorial battlefield, but Wang Lin smiled faintly.

"Why are you leaving?"

"I said, if you want to fight for the immortal treasure, you guys, you have to think about it!"

Jumping suddenly, Wang Lin suddenly flashed in front of the disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect at an extremely fast speed, looking at the leading disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect, Wang Lin smiled coldly.

"Friend, I respect you as a person in the Demon Dao, and I don't want to participate in this immortal treasure competition, but don't think that my corpse is afraid of you!"

"Our coffin spirits are all strong in the Yudan Realm!"

After speaking, Zhang Yanling swallowed a mouthful of sticky saliva, and pointed to the fiery red shrub behind him, the shrub that was tightly nailed by four big nails, and his clever color flashed.