Fujihua Yuan was not in a hurry to make a move, he was also shocked in his heart, from the heart of his heart, he didn't believe that Wang Lin could reach the Yuan Infant Stage at all, but the scene in front of him made him have to believe that the other party's breath and divine sense were the same as the Yuan Infant Period, plus the other party just now actually knew the teleportation that the Yuan Infant Stage could only master, these signs all indicated that the other party's was indeed a master of the Yuan Infant Period. zuilu

If it was the early stage of the Yuan Infant, Fuji Huayuan would dare to fight, but the cultivation shown by the other party turned out to be the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, which made Fuji Huayuan have to be cautious.

At this moment, everyone outside the Cassia Valley all paid attention to the young man in mid-air, and no one noticed that the formation in the passage in the valley suddenly flickered quickly, and a young man, after walking out of it, immediately hid in the dark place in the passage, staring at Fujihuayuan in mid-air, especially the small black flag on the other party's right hand, and took a few more looks.

Fujihua Yuan was staring at the other party intently, although he noticed that the power of the curse fluctuated a little, but he didn't care, just stared at the other party, with a wave of a small flag in his right hand, a soul was withdrawn, Fujihua Yuan sneered, and suddenly his soul flew away. Then, the small black flag in his hand flashed and was retracted into the storage bag.

At this moment, suddenly the whole sky darkened, and the coercion of heaven and earth that appeared three months ago came again, and the entire sky was suddenly shrouded in black clouds, and the black pressure sank.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of huge palms poked out of the clouds, and flicked to both sides, and a huge head suddenly poked out, this giant was the one three months ago.

After he appeared, he saw the young man in mid-air at first sight, his face suddenly became strange, and after muttering a few words, he directly ignored it, and shouted at the Zhao State monk on the ground: "At the end of the three months, the extraterritorial battlefield channel is opened." ”

After speaking, his eyes shot out two thick black lights, these two black lights were like two giant dragons, closing and connecting with each other, forming a huge circle in the void.

At the moment of the appearance of this circle, the heaven and the earth suddenly seemed to lose all brightness, becoming black and boundless, all the light was sucked by the circle composed of the two dragons, the whole heaven and earth, at this moment, the only bright thing was the circle hanging in the air.

The giant waved his hand and threw out a stone, and as soon as the stone appeared, it immediately exploded, turning into a simple symbol, and quickly printed in the circle, and then, in the entire territory of Zhao Kingdom, all the spiritual energy gathered here.

For the first time, the aura became visible to the naked eye, and I saw a ** dense spiritual mist, coming from all directions, endlessly, all absorbed by the circle.

With the absorption, the symbol on the circle gradually brightened, and finally a film-like substance appeared, which was almost transparent, and could be clearly seen, in it, there was a void space, countless broken corpses, broken magic weapons, and discarded materials, on the other side of the film, slowly floating by.

At this time, Wang Lin, standing in the dark place of the passage of Cassia Valley, did not look at the changes in the sky, but kept staring at Fujihuayuan's waist, where a black storage bag was hanging.

The change in the sky exceeded his expectations, disrupting his previous plan, but then, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his mind quickly calculated, and slowly, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the giant's right hand suddenly turned, deep into the index finger, cut through the fingertip, and popped out a drop of blood, this drop of blood, in the eyes of the monks of Zhao State, was like a meteor, and shot rapidly on the film in the circle.

It's like hot water spilling into the snow, and the film melts at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, his right hand clenched, and his spiritual power suddenly poured into the magic weapon in his hand that he had obtained from the weird dumb, and he said silently in his heart: "Attack!"

During the two months of this magic weapon Wang Lin's retreat, he had carefully studied it and found that the appearance of the person it conjured could change according to his own requirements, and after absorbing his spiritual power, along with that trace of curse, he was drawn out a trace.

The young man in mid-air immediately waved his hands, and a purple dragon suddenly drilled out of his body, at first glance, it was as if he had incarnated into a dragon, and then the dragon roared wildly, and suddenly there were bursts of sound waves around him.

Fujihua Yuan's complexion finally changed greatly, and he was now completely convinced that the other party was indeed a master in the middle of the Yuan Infant, otherwise he would not be able to exert such a strong aura at all.

At this time, the dragon's body flipped over, and lightning rushed towards Fujihua Yuan, its fangs were already exposed, and Sen Sen's bloody mouth pounced on it with a fishy wind.

Fujihuayuan quickly retreated, and at the same time bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, as soon as the blood mist appeared, it immediately turned into a huge mosquito and flew towards the dragon, trying to stop the dragon's impact.

After doing this, Fujihuayuan hurriedly patted the storage bag, and a seven-foot flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

Gusts of wind blew out, and I saw hundreds of faces appearing on your banner, one by one showing painful expressions and screaming madly.

Fujihua Yuan waved the big flag with his right hand, and the faces inside the banner were suddenly thrown out of the flag, only to see a wandering spirit with only a head, rushing towards the dragon without hesitation, and in their eyes, showing a crazy look of death.

Lin Yi touched his chin, looked at the flag, shook his head and said: "This soul banner is not enough, there are only more than 30,000 souls, and even Xiaocheng has not reached it." ”

Park Nanzi heard it on the side, nodded and said, "What the envoy said is very true, I saw the soul banner that gathered tens of millions of souls in the extraterritorial battlefield back then, and that power ...... It's terrible. ”

Lin Yi chuckled, shook his head and said: "That's just the small Cheng Soul Banner of the fourth-level Xiuzhen Country, the Soul Refining Sect of the fifth-level Xiuzhen Country of the Pilu Country, the treasure of the Zhen Sect, is a soul flag, it is said that the soul contained in it exceeds one billion, and it took thousands of years to make it." ”

Fujihua Yuan waved the soul flag, and 30,000 spirits rushed towards the dragon, saying that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the spirit soul surrounded the dragon densely, and frantically drilled into the dragon's body, and at this moment, something strange happened.

Those spirits did not encounter the slightest obstacle, and rushed into the dragon's body with great ease, as if they had entered the void, and this side went in, and that side came out.