When the purple qi came from the east, the sky was immediately reflected in a piece of purple, and in this purple light, a sound of breaking the sky suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

On the top of the Purple Sect Mountain, in the clouds that stretched for hundreds of miles, the cultivators from the Heavenly Fortune Star and the sect immediately noticed this abnormality, put down their wine glasses one after another, and looked up at the east.

"Not only did he get out of trouble, but he actually reached the middle stage of infantile transformation!!! Zhao Xingsha's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and with a pinch of the handkerchief wine glass, he immediately turned into ashes.

Not only him, but the second child sitting next to Zhao Xingsha also showed a look of shock on his face, his eyes were gloomy, he stood up suddenly, and with a movement under his feet, the whole person suddenly turned into a purple light and galloped towards the sky.

Bai Wei was looking strange, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

As for the fourth senior sister who trapped Wang Lin, this woman looked calmly and did not move half a minute.

The second son of the purple department, the middle-aged man's figure was like electricity, and after punching his teeth, he roared in a low voice, "On the day of the great joy of my Heavenly Fortune Sect, anyone who breaks through will be killed!" He didn't wait for Wang Lin to speak, he directly deducted a sin first, and while speaking, he pinched the trick with both hands, slapped the void in front of him, and shouted in his mouth, "The power of the top!"

As soon as these words came out, suddenly on the palm of his hand, a cloud of yellow light flickered, and immediately turned into a large piece of sand, like a swarm of bees, and immediately exceeded the speed of this person, and flew several times faster towards the purple qi coming from the east.

Wang Linri was like a torch, and the whole person appeared above the white clouds in a flash, and at this moment, the sand group turned into by the middle-aged man's power of the second senior brother had already pounced.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, not the slightest wave, his body did not stop, when he rushed out, he slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly the forbidden flag was in his hand, and with a shake, countless prohibitions roared out from within it, and in front of him, they were connected to each other end to end, and suddenly, forming a black forbidden hurricane.

In a blink of an eye, the wind suddenly roared all around, and the whimpering sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Those sand grains that rushed in were suddenly pulled by this forbidden wind, and at the moment when they rushed towards Wang Lin, Li Dai was dragged by the forbidden wind, split into two, turned into two yellow lights, and merged into the forbidden hurricane.

Wang Lin stepped calmly, stepped through the forbidden hurricane, glanced at the second senior brother coldly, and said flatly, "Provoke me twice, don't kill you, it's not Wang!"

As he spoke, Wang Lin's index finger of his right hand was raised, and the immortal power in his body suddenly reversed, and a trace of demonic fire appeared on his fingertips.

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he shouted, "Old Seven, today is the birthday banquet of the master, so many Taoist friends are present, you don't have to be presumptuous!"

Wang Lin's expression was calm, and he glanced at the monks around him, and these monks, one by one, all looked at him coldly, without the slightest intention of helping.

"Fellow Daoists here, today, it is the battle of my Purple Sect to win the heir, if outsiders participate, don't blame my Heavenly Fortune Sect for pursuing it in the future!" Wang Lin said in a cold voice, his body stepped forward, and the index finger of his right hand suddenly pointed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's body retreated quickly, he had suffered from this demonic fire, and when he saw it again at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a trace of retreat in his heart.

At this moment, Zhao Xingxu stepped forward with a gloomy face, and under one step, he came to the middle-aged man, he looked at Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice, "Old Seven, return to the position!

Wang Lin didn't even look at Zhao Xingsha, and with a flick of his right index finger, the magic fire immediately flickered out, and at the moment when the fire left his fingers, his magic flame suddenly increased suddenly, as if it was in the sky, and suddenly the white clouds around him were reflected purple in this cut.

"Demon Flame!" The people of the various sects around the case, some of whom were well-informed, recognized the source of this flame at a glance.

"The Heavenly Fortune Sect pays attention to everything at will, and it is not surprising that there can be a disciple who can use the Demon Flame, but this person is very raw, but he has never known that this person exists in this purple lineage!"

"I heard Zhao Daoyou call this person the seventh, could it be that this person is the seventh son of the purple lineage, I think that Sun Yun back then, isn't he also the seventh in the purple lineage!"

All kinds of voices of discussion are constantly in my ears.

The magic fire flickered out and flew straight towards the middle-aged man. Zhao Xingxi's face was gloomy, his right hand pinched the formula, and he spit lightly in his mouth!

This was blurted out, but I saw a circle of white halos suddenly appear from above Zhao Xingxi's right hand, and spread out wildly, covering the galloping demonic fire and standing thorns.

Wang Lin's eyes showed a mocking look, and he shouted lightly "Explosion!".

In an instant, the demonic fire that was covered by the aura immediately flickered violently, almost in the blink of an eye, but when an earth-shattering rumbling sound was heard, the demonic fire collapsed and exploded.

The self-explosion of this demonic fire, from the inside out, a demonic qi that can only be refined by advanced demon cultivators, in this swirl, from the place where the demonic fire self-detonated, frantically vented out.

But seeing countless purple sparks, suddenly, with a strong impact, directly rolled up on the aura that surrounded it, and the aura could only resist slightly, and then immediately collapsed, turning into a circle of purple flames, quickly burning into ashes.

That is, in the time of three breaths, all the auras became rings of flames, burned into ashes, and disappeared.

Zhao Xingxu's face was extremely ugly, and his body immediately retreated, not only him, but also the second son of the purple family, and the middle-aged man also retreated quickly without hesitation.

In addition to the two of them, the monks of all sects in the surrounding banquet unfolded their magical powers at the moment when the demonic fire exploded, and spread out to the surroundings, and almost in the blink of an eye, there were no monks within a radius of thousands of zhang.

The magic fire exploded by itself, and the madness swept through thousands of feet, and then it gradually disappeared.

Within a thousand zhang, almost all the cases were turned into ashes at this moment, and even the white clouds in this place were burned alive and formed, forming a large hole in a thousand zhang.

Wang Lin's figure was like lightning, without saying a word, he immediately moved in his hand, and many fairy swords, running around, a sword waved out, but when he saw a ten-zhang sword, he suddenly appeared under the heaven and earth, and slashed towards the middle-aged man.

At the same time, the scimitar followed closely behind the fairy sword, whistling out.

The middle-aged man, who ranked second in the purple department, saw that he couldn't do it, so he roared, pinched his hands, and shouted: "Forbidden art, immortal demon body!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a crackling sound all over his body, and almost at the moment when the fairy sword slashed, his whole person immediately turned into a black mist.

The fairy sword swept over, splitting the mist into two, but the two mist suddenly merged with each other, turned into one, and then quickly galloped to the side, its purpose was obviously to escape.

Wang Lin sneered, the fairy sword in his hand slashed, and at Xu Liguo's roar, the fairy sword immediately turned into a sword ray, rushed out directly, and chased after him.

The scimitar was one step faster, and in a blink of an eye, it caught up with the black mist, and under the rampage, the black mist suddenly scattered, and there were bursts of misery from the middle-aged man.

Zhao Xingxu stared at Yu Fei with a sneer, but he didn't stop it.

Wang Lin didn't even look at Zhao Xingsha, his body shook and disappeared in place, but when he appeared, it was in the place where the black fog receded.

"That can't run away!" Wang Lin said coldly.

The scattered black mist was rejoining and merging, and a middle-aged man's roaring voice came from within it:

"Today's master's birthday, if you kill me, you will definitely be expelled from the sect by the master!!"

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, his right hand slapped the storage bag, and suddenly Kunji whipped it in his hand, and he twitched it, but listening to the yin sound of crackling, the black mist in the fusion suddenly collapsed again.

At the same time, this person's primordial god was shocked out of the black mist, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and at the moment when this person's primordial god appeared, his body moved, and he rushed out directly, grabbing this person's primordial god with his right hand.

The primordial god screamed, and in a flash, he actually teleported out.

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, Kunji whip was raised, this whip was in his hand for many days, under the study, it was already extremely quiet, this whip, there is no difference between length and shortness, as far as the eye can see, it is the whip length.

Just heard the sound of a snap, the Yuan Shen who appeared thousands of feet away suddenly trembled, almost collapsed, and on its back, a deep trace appeared, a large amount of immortal essence, and it was immediately vented.

Wang Lin's body flashed and disappeared in place, but when he appeared, he was in front of the primordial god, and as soon as he grabbed it, he directly grabbed this primordial god.

Yuan Shen's eyes showed a look of horror, and he was about to speak, but after being caught by Wang Lin, he directly took out the soul banner and threw it into it, and then he turned around, looked at Zhao Xingsha, who was not far away, and said in a deep voice, "The next one is you!"

Zhao Xingxu stared at Wang Lin, suddenly smiled, and said: "Seventh, you killed the second child, but you caused a big disaster, you don't need me to make a move, where is the law enforcement elder, capture this person, and hand it over to my master!"

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and he said coldly, "Whoever stops Wang today is the enemy!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, crossed a hundred feet, and walked directly towards Zhao Xingsha!

In the surrounding Purple Sect disciples, there were several law enforcement elders, but their faces showed hesitation, and they looked at each other, but no one took half a step.

Zhao Xingxu's face was ugly, he took a few steps back, looked back at Bai Wei and the fourth child suddenly, and shouted:

"Fourth!"

This woman, who has always been calm, raised her head and glanced at Zhao Xingxu coldly, and said flatly, "Your affection, I have already repaid it three months ago, and I also promised not to snatch the title of the seventh son of Tianyun with you, now, give me a reason to act for you!"

Zhao Xingxu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Okay!" He turned his head, stared at Wang Lin, with a hint of gloom in his eyes, and said: "Old Seven, I should have used this technique when I was fighting the Seven Sons of Heavenly Fortune, but now that you are forcing me, I will let you see the power of this technique in advance!"

Zhao Xingxu said, pinching the trick with both hands, and reciting a complex incantation in his mouth.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and as soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, the Zun Soul Banner immediately appeared in his hand, and he shook it, and suddenly the little main soul left on it flew out.

Under Wang Lin's fingers, these main souls roared out and rushed towards Zhao Xing.

At the same time, Wang Lin flicked his right hand, drove the beast circle, and with a bang, turned into a god shooting car, and fell aside.