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Zhou Lin rolled on the ground, his forehead covered with beads of sweat.

At the critical moment, he endured the severe pain, grabbed his right hand weakly, and suddenly plundered chaos and was thrown out by him.

However, the chaos did not leave, but shrouded him directly.

"Give it to the master, I plundered this mark!"

The order to plunder was given directly in his consciousness, and at the moment when he saw that he was about to be completely covered by the imprint.

The plundering light above the chaos flashed, accompanied by the howling of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, all the distorted marks on Zhou Lin's body had been plundered cleanly.

Orochimaru was still pinching his hands, staring at Zhou Lin in disbelief.

"You...... Actually...... Broken the Spell Seal!"

"How did you do that?"

Blood was slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth, apparently devoured.

At this moment, Zhou Lin had slowly climbed up from the ground, patting the dust on his body, looking very calm and calm.

"It's all said that this is the world of cultivation, and your ninjutsu won't work here!"

"And the body of the primordial infant you made is estimated to be very different from the real one, and it can't be equated!

Orochimaru's face was a little ugly, and he took two steps back, leaning against the big snake behind him.

"No! it can't be! The ninjutsu I studied won't be ...... like this."

"It must be you! it must be you!"

Zhou Lin smiled, Nima! This is the kind of effect you want, master, I have to play you crazy.

"What did you do? That's right, master, I just ran the cultivation, but I didn't expect the cultivation to run everything well!"

"See, this is the difference between a monk and a ninja, this world is not for ninjas, don't you understand?"

Orochimaru spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and his face was a little terrifying.

"No...... I'm not wrong...... There must be no problem with ninjutsu!"

As he spoke, he took out the body of the primordial infant and held it in front of Zhou Lin in the palm of his hand.

"You see, that's what I'm doing...... This is the body of the primordial infant, and there can be no mistake!"

"And ...... And also...... I'll show you!"

Orochimaru seemed to be nervous, and it seemed that Zhou Lin's words really stimulated him.

This time he took out a huge scroll, and as the scroll opened, inside it was a complex formation-like imprint.

He bit his thumb, a trail of blood slicing through it, and began a long, complicated pinch.

Zhou Lin saw that the other party seemed to be about to make something even more terrifying, and under the other party's preoccupation, he resolutely turned around and ran.

The wings behind him stretched, and in the blink of an eye, they were hundreds of feet away from the other party.

And he didn't dare to stay at all, Orochimaru's ninjutsu had obviously strengthened a lot in this world.

There are many ninjutsu in Orochimaru, and there are many forbidden arts, which Zhou Lin knows.

Just looking at the other party's posture, it is obvious that he is using forbidden techniques, and he doesn't know what variables will appear if he delays.

For the sake of insurance, thirty-six strategies are not the best policy!

His speed was fast, and he was soon far away from the other party, and the dense forest was so big that the other party would not catch up in a short time.

In addition, the mark on Zhou Linbo's neck has been plundered by the plundering system, and the other party is unable to track his whereabouts, which is also what Zhou Lin is aware of.

At this moment, away from the other party, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The size of the dense forest is unimaginable, even in the virtual and real period, with the blessing of illusory wings, it is still in the dense forest after flying so low for more than half an hour.

Zhou Lin exhaled a breath of turbidity, glanced back, and thought to himself that he had been flying for so long, and the other party should not be able to catch up.

Just as he was about to stop, as soon as he turned around, his face changed again!

I rub!

Master, why did I fly back again!

What the hell is going on!

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Zhou Lin wanted to cry without tears.

I knew that I would fly back, and I would still run a bird!

At this moment, Orochimaru seemed to have completed his ninjutsu and was standing in place looking at Zhou Lin.

"Coming back?"

"So it seems that ninjutsu is still effective!"

"If you can really run away, I have to believe your nonsense!"

Listening to the voice of the Great Snake Pill, Zhou Lin's face turned dark.

Nima: It's you bastard!

Say it earlier, I've been running away for so long!

"Master, I'm a little tired, I don't plan to continue using cultivation, I'm going to rest here for a while. ”

Orochimaru looked at Zhou Lin, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"Tired? I don't think you're tired enough!"

Zhou Lin sweated on his forehead, wiped it with his cuffs, and said, "I'm tired...... I'm so tired!"

But as soon as his words fell, the Great Snake Pill had already pinched the trick again, and with the pinch, the dirt on the ground flew up, and it turned into three mud snakes.

Screaming and rushing towards him.

Zhou Lin looked at this scene, his face changed greatly, and he scolded angrily in his heart.

In desperation, he could only take out a flying sword from the storage bag, and the wings behind him fanned and kept retreating.

The speed of the three earth snakes was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Lin held the flying sword in his hand, his speed was already extremely fast with the blessing of his wings, but there was still too much difference compared to these three snakes.

Muddy sand erupted from the mouth of the she, and the objects it touched were instantly solidified and unable to move.

Zhou Lin's face was pale, and seeing that the nearest mud snake had arrived in front of him, he did not hesitate to hold his sword and sweep it!

The sword was pitch black and covered with runes.

It was a little heavy in the hand.

Fang Cai just took it out casually, and did not observe it carefully, and when he saw this sword at this moment, Zhou Lin immediately remembered something in his mind.

Isn't this the same flying sword in the skull of the source of illusion?

The flying sword waved casually, looking very bland, without training and without luster.

But it was such an ordinary sword, and at the moment of swinging, it frantically absorbed the cultivation in Zhou Lin's body.

Although the cultivation in Zhou Lin's body was endless, this time, there was a rare deficiency, perhaps because the speed of the flying sword absorption was too fast, so fast that it could not be replenished.

All this Zhou Lin He had thought that he had not used the flying sword once since the day he got it, and it seemed that his memory had been blurred, and he was about to forget the flying sword.

At this moment, he also took it out casually in the chaos, otherwise Zhou Lin himself didn't know when he would be able to remember.

With a swing of the sword, it is impossible to estimate how much cultivation has been absorbed.

It is also because this sword is in Zhou Lin's hands at this moment, otherwise if he changes someone at will, it is estimated that he would have been sucked dry a long time ago.

The mud snake in it touched the tip of the flying sword without any sound, and the flying sword swept by.

The mud snake stood still, motionless, to be exact, it was moving, but it was moving too slowly, as if it wasn't moving!

The power of this flying sword is to control time!

With a sweep of the air, the mud snake paused, and Zhou Lin was surprised at the moment.

One word crossed his mind!

Ten thousand years in a flash!

At the same time, a stream of hot air came out from the hilt of the sword in his hand, and it poured into his mind along his arm!

That's a picture.

In the picture is a man dressed in black, holding a sword in his hand, and he is standing on the yellow sand.

The yellow sand is all over the sky, and there is no one in sight for thousands of miles.

The man kept walking, but he could never get out of the yellow sand.

He's lonely, he's lonely!

But he kept walking, always holding the sword.

Until he saw people.

He didn't hesitate to kill those people!

Maybe it's because he's used to being alone, so he doesn't like to see others.

His only companion in his eyes was the sword.

Countless giant crosses were inserted into the yellow sand, and the crosses were covered with corpses.

But he felt that this was not enjoyable, he wanted to see others as lonely and lonely as himself.

The sound of the sword came out, and from which day on, his sword changed.

A sword piercing is eternal!

That sword seemed only a moment to the person who stabbed it, but to the person who stabbed it, it was ten thousand years long.

This is a sword of illusion, and the one who strikes the sword will spend ten thousand years in such slow torment.

How terrible it feels to slow down for 10,000 years in an instant!

This sword ...... Ten thousand years in a flash!