The people of the valley were extremely well prepared for this attack, and the three teams, including Ouyang Hua's group, the thirteenth group, and the rest of the clansmen in the third stage.

Half a month later, except for the thirteenth group, the other two groups all returned triumphantly, although there were casualties, but the results were extremely rich.

It's just that the thirteen groups have not returned, but they are like a dark cloud enveloping everyone's hearts.

Only Wang Lin's expression was as usual, not a little wave, and three days later, in the early morning of this day, in the sky outside the valley, a black fog flew quickly, if you look carefully, you can clearly see that it is a lion with wings.

Although there were no scars on the lion's body, it was extremely sluggish, and its entire body sometimes emitted black mist, sometimes re-condensed, and was obviously extremely weak and on the verge of collapse.

On its back, there was a man lying motionless, covered in blood, and in addition to that, there was a red thread that drilled into its body, as if it were parasitic in its body, and it looked rather strange.

The lion main soul retreated and rushed towards the valley, and before it approached, several people appeared from the valley, unfurled the soul flags one after another, and released the spirit of the building to merge into the lion main soul, so that the spirit of the lion main soul was immediately lifted.

The moment they saw this lion, almost everyone recognized it at a glance, this thing was the main soul of the thirteen, and the person on its back was clearly thirteen!

After this lion master entered the valley, he immediately whimpered, and his whole body turned into a little black light, and he was about to collapse.

At this moment, a flat voice suddenly echoed through the valley.

"Soul Condensation!"

Under the word, the soul of her son turned into a little black light. Immediately, the flickering glare brightened, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal.

The surrounding clansmen all showed respectful expressions, and spread out a passage with each other, and Wang Lin walked step by step with his hands behind his back.

When the lion main soul saw Wang Lin, he immediately whimpered, as if he was extremely aggrieved, Wang Lin stretched out his hand to the void, and the lion main soul immediately shouted with joy, turned into a black light, and went straight to Wang Lin's finger.

Eventually, it disappeared from its fingers, turning into a black lion mark that appeared on its belly.

Everyone around them had long been accustomed to Wang Lin's absolute control of the realm, and they didn't dare to raise the slightest bit of slackness in their hearts, and they all bowed their heads respectfully.

Wang Lin walked step by step, stopping at the place where the thirteen had gone, he glanced down, and his face showed a hint of gloom.

I saw that on the thirteen bodies, a red line was like a swimming dragon, drilling around in its body, and the thirteen were pale, without any blood, and there was no breath at all.

Wang Lin squatted down, his right hand tapped in front of Thirteen's chest, and at this point, a sharp hiss suddenly came out of his body, and at the same time, where Wang Lin's finger pointed, a red line immediately broke out of his body frantically, rushing straight towards Wang Lin like lightning.

A cold glint flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and an invisible force suddenly emanated from his body, and the red line that came from the gallop seemed to hit the iron plate, making a loud bang, and was bounced back alive.

At this moment, Wang Lin waved his fingers, immediately pinched the red line, and dragged it, but when he heard a rapid hiss, the red line was pulled out of Wang Linshengsheng's thirteen bodies.

This red line was about a zhang long, and after it was pulled out, it immediately twisted and danced, like a long snake, and the other end of it quickly rushed towards Wang Lin, but it was blocked again.

Wang Lin's eyes were full of coldness, and with a direct pinch, the immortal power in his body surged wildly, and immediately rushed away along the red line, but after hearing the sound of clicking, after three breaths, the red line slammed, turned into flying ash, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

After losing the red line, Thirteen's complexion gradually became ruddy, although he still did not wake up, but he no longer had to worry about his life, but Wang Lin's complexion was even more gloomy.

He could see at a glance that these thirteen were wasted!

This person's body practiced soul refining techniques, and reached the three-star standard of demonic power, this cut was all lost, if it was just that, his whole body meridians were forcibly shaken, and in addition, the soul flags on his body were all gone, obviously taken away.

The other party shot so viciously, but he didn't kill Thirteen completely, but let the lion main soul take him away, obviously for another purpose.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the two fingers of his right hand turned into a sword, and suddenly pointed at the center of the thirteen eyebrows, at the same time, the demon crystal in his body shook, and a demonic power emanated from it, flowing directly from Wang Lin's two fingers into the thirteen foreheads along the meridians.

Thirteen's body trembled, and he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw Wang Lin at a glance, struggling to get up and pay respects, but found that his whole body could not move, and the pain was like a tide.

"Master" Thirteen struggled to speak, and under the agitation of his body and mind, he had been silently addressing Wang Lin in his heart, and couldn't help but blurt out.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he didn't speak.

"On the way back, we met a large tribe, detoured, but were still attacked by them, among them was an old man in white, he took my realm flag, planted a monster in my body, and asked me to pass on the message, saying that if you want to return to the soul flag, go directly to him. Wang Lin nodded slightly, raised the two fingers of his right hand, and after his fingers were raised, the thirteen bodies trembled and fell unconscious again.

"Take him to rest!" Wang Lin left the words, stepped on the void under his feet, and the whole ten, the person immediately turned into green smoke and disappeared in place.

The surrounding clansmen immediately complied, and carried Thirteen back to the house, while others took care of them.

Wang Lin walked out of the valley, his figure was like lightning, galloping into the distance, his face was gloomy, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Thirteen took people to the other tribe, originally. is to attack and go, even if it fails, Wang Lin will not help, the things in this world are life and death, Wang Lin cultivates the way of life and death, and sees it very thoroughly.

But this is not the case at the moment, Thirteen is on the way back with the captive, passing through another tribe, and was attacked by it on its own initiative, and the other party did not kill the thirteen, but planted a monster in its body, if it is just that, at most it is a teaching", but the other party received the soul flag, and left a word, if he wanted this flag, he went to find him directly.

In this way, the meaning changes completely, this is like a provocation, or rather, this is a war book!

Thirteen is the other party's living war book!

Now that the other party has issued a war letter, Wang Lin wants to see what kind of characters are in this tribe that attacked the thirteen, so as to challenge himself!

Wang Lin was scheming, he had already decided that if the other party's cultivation was much higher than his own, then he would not care about this matter, and go back and think of a way to cure the thirteen and avoid this tribe.

However, although this possibility exists, it is not big, Wang Lin can see at a glance through Thirteen that the cultivation of this spell caster is at most equivalent to the transformation of the gods among the monks!

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, and his speed was faster, like a meteor, directly breaking through the sky and shaking away.

The Tianshui tribe is located in the northwest of the land of demons, on a plain, this place is empty on all sides, it is not a good place to live, but here, there is an ancient formation.

This formation is very strong, and under the dispersion, within a radius of ten miles, it is all protected, even if the night of the demon spirit comes, being in the formation can ensure absolute safety.

In the land of demon spirits, the key to the survival of a tribe is whether it can find a guardian formation, in the land of demon spirits, such formations are more common, but there are not many that can cover a range of ten miles.

The larger the coverage, the stronger the formation, and most importantly, the greater the development space of the tribe that represents the tribe that lives here.

For example, in the valley, the area is so large that once the number of people living in it exceeds a certain number, it is impossible to absorb new people. The formation range of this plain is ten miles, and the people who live in it are naturally also

It's a lot.

At this moment, in this Tianshui tribe, in a rather simple house, there are twenty old men.

The two old men, one in gray and the other in white, sat opposite each other, and between the two was a purple tea set.

The old man in white picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Among the things that outsiders brought into this place, only this tea is the most in line with the boss's wishes." ”

The gray-clothed old man Si Xiang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "When will you go back?"

The old man in white muttered for a while, and said, "Tomorrow, I can't leave the ancient demon city for too long, this time I came back to visit relatives, I have been living for a month, and if I don't go back, the general of the left wing will not be able to make a difference." The gray-clothed old man nodded and said, "You injured the disciple of the other family and took that strange little flag, this time, if the other party finds it, what should I do?"

The old man in white's eyes flashed, and said, "What's the matter, kill it with a formation!" The old man in gray frowned and said in a deep voice. That group of people is not simple, almost, all of them have reached more than one star of demon power, and they have all mastered the magic powers, especially the person who took the lead, those few small flags in his handkerchief, can actually summon the demon soul to attack, they didn't provoke us, but you fancy the small flag of others, not to mention killing people and grabbing treasures, but also let the person who took the lead leave, and indirectly issued a war letter, wanting to lure out the people behind it, you did this, but it was a bit too much!"

The old man in white laughed and said, "I am a deacon under the command of the left-wing general of the ancient demon city, killing a few savages, where did it go too far, and I conclude that the strength of the person behind it will not be too high, otherwise, if you really have the ability, how can you live in this wild tribe, and you would have gone to the ancient demon city to seek a position." I brought him here just to get the real way to use this little flag from his mouth, and if he didn't come, I would go to his tribe early tomorrow morning to follow the traces left on that young man's body and snatch it back!"

"Is the mantra in Qing Nian's mind fake?" asked the old man in gray.

"It's not fake, but it's incomplete, there should be a follow-up!" the old man in white said with a flash of his eyes.