The scope of the fifth layer is larger than that of the fourth layer, and the ground is no longer bare, but the seaweed plants seen in the Chu King's Forest grow.

The leaves of these plants sway slowly, as if they contain some kind of rule, and if you look at them for a long time, your body will involuntarily move with them.

On the fifth layer, Wang Lin's divine sense sensed three reincarnation trees, each of which had an eight-leaf spell master healing, and their injuries were all extremely serious and on the verge of dying.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and his body flashed. Teleport towards one of them.

It's just that when his body just came to the side of the reincarnation tree, suddenly his expression moved, and he disappeared in place without hesitation, and when he appeared, he was a hundred feet away.

I saw that where he was standing just now, the seaweed on the ground suddenly spread strangely, and almost the moment his body disappeared, those plants slammed and hit that place.

Immediately afterwards, all the seaweed plants on the entire fifth layer of the ground grew strangely, coiling together backwards, forming humanoid things.

The whole body of these creatures is composed of seaweed plants, exuding bursts of strange aura, their lower limbs are connected to seaweed plants, and the strange wriggling rises into the air, and in the blink of an eye, countless creatures of this kind appear densely around Wang Lin's body.

"Outsider, get out of here!" a voice that could not tell whether it was male or female, echoed from the creatures' mouths.

Wang Lin's eyes showed a cold glow, each of these strange things had a cultivation equivalent to the Yuan Infant Stage, and he didn't have time to entangle with these creatures. Without saying a word, I patted the storage bag, and suddenly a billion soul flags were in my hand.

"Soul, scatter!" Wang Lin spat lightly.

Suddenly, one by one, souls roared out from the Zun Soul Flag, densely enveloping the surroundings, the soul of the Zun Soul Banner was only more than 600 million, and the main soul including the Escape Heaven was left, and there were twenty-six left.

The fusion of these souls cannot form the soul of the late stage of the championship, and even the middle stage of the championship cannot be condensed, but it can still be done by condensing a soul in the early stage of the championship.

Wang Lin knew that this trip needed to cut through the mess quickly, and he must not drag the mud and water, so as soon as he made a move, he was a soul flag.

"Melt!" Wang Lin snorted.

Five hundred million souls, more than ten main souls, at the moment when Wang Lin melted the word out, immediately fused, and in the blink of an eye, turned into a soul that exuded powerful coercion.

As soon as this soul appeared, the entire fifth layer immediately trembled.

The remaining souls and main souls hovered around Wang Lin, and there were bursts of terrible roars from the roar.

Wang Lin knew that this Champion Soul could not exist for too long, and as soon as his mind moved, he shouted in his mouth: "Kill!"

The soul of the early stage of the triumph, his eyes flashed, his body suddenly moved, and his right hand waved forward at will. Suddenly, the whole earth shook violently, and all the seaweed plants shattered in an instant, as if swept by an invisible sickle.

Wang Lin did not hesitate, his body moved, rushed towards the reincarnation tree, his right hand moved forward, and the soul that was hovering behind him immediately roared out and swallowed towards the reincarnation tree.

The reincarnation tree suddenly collapsed, and its eight-leaf spell master spurted out a mouthful of blood and died.

This process has always continued, Wang Lin took the soul of the champion, held a billion soul flags, swept around the entire fifth layer, and the remaining two eight-leaf spell masters were killed by him one by one, cut off their heads, refined flesh and blood, and collected their skulls engraved with runes.

For the Immortal Relic Clan, Wang Lin didn't have the slightest good impression, he was extremely fast all the way, and directly entered the sixth layer, here, he was like a fierce demon, as long as he encountered someone from the Immortal Relic Clan, he would kill him immediately.

His goal is the reincarnation tree.

On the sixth layer, there are still three reincarnation trees, and under the pressure of the soul of the champion, the three healed people on the sixth layer died again.

All the way is like a bamboo, the seventh and eighth floors...... Wang Lin rushed directly to the tenth floor!

On the tenth floor, the Soul of Victory collapsed, turned into a weak soul, and flew into the Soul Banner, unable to summon it again.

The Soul Banner was put away by Wang Lin, this Banner had been carefully studied along the way, although the Soul of the Champion was powerful, it was a pity that the time was too short, and after all, it was condensed, and there was still a gap between the real Champion Monk.

In addition, every time it is condensed, the damage to the soul is extremely great, and it takes a long time to recover. This is also the reason why when he escaped from the sky, he only condensed and shocked the enemy, instead of letting the soul of the champion take action.

Along the way, together with the previous ones, Wang Lin killed a total of nineteen eight-leaf spell masters, and these spell masters were all seriously injured before they were killed by Wang Lin. At the same time, on each floor, there is a strange thing like the sixth layer as a defense.

If Wang Lin didn't have the Soul of Victory, he would have to stop on the sixth layer and would not be able to enter again.

Even the Immortal Relic Clan never thought that there would be a Champion Monk in the lair of murder.

After all, the winning monk of the Vermilion Bird Star is not a lark, there are only three, the Vermilion Bird is in the Vermilion Bird Mountain, Chu Yunfei was forced to leave the Vermilion Bird Star, and the one from the Diluo Gate is extremely injured and is healing in a hidden place.

If there is no winning monk, with the defense of the Immortal Relic Clan, it will be absolutely fine.

From the sixth layer to the tenth layer, Wang Lin gained a lot, and he didn't know the role of the skull, but the spirit stone, he never thought that the immortal relics clan actually stored so much. It stands to reason that these spirit stone immortal relics don't seem to be able to use it, they use the power of runes, and they absorb demon beasts, and the spiritual power in these spirit stones is useless to them.

Although the spirit stones are no longer eye-catching to Wang Lin, but this kind of thing is the currency among the monks.Naturally, the more the merrier.Along the way, Wang Lin has looted a large number of spirit stones, and these spirit stones, even if they are placed in a sect in a fourth-level cultivation country, are enough for these sects for thousands of years.

However, compared to these spirit stones, the skull of the Immortal Relic Clan's eight-leaf spell master was more interesting to Wang Lin, although he didn't know the function of the skull, but the symbol of each skull was different, and the aura it exuded was almost exactly the same as that of an infant monk.

Wang Lin had a feeling that these skulls were by no means simple, they should far exceed the value of the spirit stones.

His feeling is very accurate, in the Heavenly Fortune Star, this kind of power system is completely different from the strength of the monk, the strength essence of the cultivator is amazing, the skull is the power essence of the immortal relics, there is a secret technique, you can force out the runes of the bones, so as to obtain the power of the runes.

If you can obtain the bones of the sorcerer of the Nine Leaves, its value is even greater.

In the starry sky, there are some planets, their origins have some strange powers, they are completely different from the monks, these originators, under the attention of the Xiuzhen Alliance, they did not destroy these different beings, but in a way similar to captivity, they raised them from generation to generation, and then killed from generation to generation, so that they can obtain the essence of infinite power.

Other races in captivity, naturally, have to be given some food......

Wang Lin now had a total of nineteen skulls, and after he put them away, he looked at the entrance to the eleventh floor and hesitated.

He didn't know how many layers this Immortal Relic Clan had, but all the way, without the Soul of Victory, he would definitely not be able to enter here, facing the eleventh layer, he was not sure.

It's just that standing here, he has a strange feeling, as if something is calling him on the eleventh floor below, a sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, his eyes flashed, and he didn't rush to go down, but set up a formation on the ground.

This formation was engraved by the jade slip he had obtained from Dun Tian before the battle with the Troll Clan's ancestor back then, in order to resist his innate supernatural powers, a small teleportation array.

After the light car was familiar with the way, he put down a fairy jade, Wang Lin looked at the entrance to the eleventh layer, which was pitch black, emitting bursts of black smoke, which was not quite the same as other grassroots layers.

Wang Lin held the fairy sword in his right hand, the immortal power was condensed, his body jumped, and he jumped into the hole.

This cave was not deep, and it didn't take long for Wang Lin to penetrate the cave and enter the eleventh layer!

The moment he entered here, Wang Lin's face immediately turned strange.

The eleventh layer was not large, and the ground was dug out of a series of ravines, and these ravines were connected together, forming a strange symbol, and the red liquid flowed in these ravines, and what came into Wang Lin's eyes was this blood-red symbol.

At the same time, a cold breath came out of the ground, and it was obvious that this was a cold place.

In the very center of the symbol, a naked woman floated quietly in the air, her hair windless and automatic, full of a sense of bewitchment.

This woman's posture is concave and convex, extremely perfect, her whole body is white without any rune marks, only her forehead, flashing a nine-leaf plant.

The woman's appearance is extremely beautiful, Wang Lin has seen a woman in his life in addition to the fairy corpse, only Liu Mei can compare with this woman, this woman Wang Lin has never said, but he doesn't know why, when he sees this female corpse, he has a familiar feeling.

The woman's side has an open scroll, and nine crystals flicker in the curtain, and these crystals surround each other to form a circle.

A trace of black gas emanated from the canvas and penetrated into the woman's eyebrows.

The moment he saw the painting curtain, Wang Lin was shocked in his heart, this painting scroll was very familiar to him, and it was exactly the same as the magic weapon of the painting scroll that he couldn't control from beginning to end in his storage bag.

At this moment, the blood-colored symbol on the ground flashed blood-red, and the woman's eyelashes fluttered in mid-air, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were very bright, with a hint of ghostly light, extremely moving, and there seemed to be a strange glow in them, which made people's hearts rise dazed.

The moment he saw this woman's gaze, Wang Lin's brain shook violently, and he finally thought of why he had such a sense of familiarity when he saw this woman!

The fairy sword in Wang Lin's hand let out a burst of sword sounds at this moment. The sword soul Xu Liguo conjured out from it, stared directly at the woman, and muttered to himself: "Little sister fairy"

"Thank you for sending me a trace of the remnant soul of the artistic conception that I realized when I became a monk."