Chapter One Hundred and Eight

Wang Lin walked out of the cave and looked around with cold eyes, only to see hundreds of people divided into five parts, surrounding a young man in the middle, at this time, among the people surrounded, a middle-aged man walked out, hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother Li Shan, that qualification token you Xuandao Sect only need one is enough, why do you want so much? It is better to call it out, we will naturally not embarrass you." ”

Among the disciples of Wufeng Valley, a young man snorted coldly and said in a dark voice: "Li Shan, hand over the token, otherwise you will die." ”

The person who was surrounded by them was Li Shan, who had an intersection with Wang Lin in the Hengyue Sect that day, he came on behalf of the Xuandao Sect this time, and he was the only one in the team who was in the condensation period, but fortunately, Cassia Valley only had requirements for the upper limit of cultivation, even if it was in the condensation period, he could also enter, but most of the sects would never arrange a disciple of the condensation period to come here.

The reason why Li Shan was able to follow was because in addition to making some fake magic weapon pills, he also had a wonderful stealing skill.

With this ability, Park Nanzi made an exception to let him in, and at the same time gave him a magic weapon that could not be detected by the other party, but if this magic weapon is used too many times, it will slowly lose its effect.

This Li Shan does have some ability, under the cover of the same door, he has touched a lot of things when he is fighting many times, among which he got two qualification tokens.

Coupled with the token of the Xuandao Sect, in their hands, they already have three pieces.

The sect that lost the token would naturally attack others like crazy, hoping to get back a token, so there were countless frequent battles before.

But this Li Shan is too greedy, he from the Cassia Valley, as long as he sees people, he can't help but use the treasure to cover up the traces, steal things, after more times, the effect of the magic weapon slowly decreases, and finally when he steals the fourth token, the magic weapon completely lost its effect, he was discovered, fortunately, the Xuandao Sect rescued him in time, which left his name, but this matter was publicized, and everyone who lost the token immediately understood the reason for the matter, so they didn't fight one by one, and all of them killed to the assembly place of the Xuandao Sect in the Cassia Valley.

After the disciples of the Xuandao Sect were trapped there, Li Shan saw that things were not good, and quietly escaped from the tunnel that had been dug a long time ago, not wanting to be discovered just after walking out of the tunnel, so he fled immediately in a hurry.

After running a few steps, Li Shan looked back and was almost paralyzed there in fright, there were more than a hundred people chasing after him with sword light, and all of them were obviously cultivators in the foundation building period.

So there was a scene of Fang Cai.

Li Shan knelt on the ground with a puff, and without saying a word, he simply took out two tokens from the storage bag and put them on the ground.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down, and the two sects that lost their tokens immediately rushed out of each of them, and they were about to step forward to pick them up, but how could the other sects let them succeed, so they stopped one after another.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, staring at the two tokens on the ground, his body moved, and he rushed over at a very fast speed, and someone on the other side immediately rushed out to block it, but before the right magic treasure attacked, Wang Lin waved his right hand, and the gravitational technique immediately grabbed the other party and threw it back.

In this way, between a few ups and downs, Wang Lin was already approaching.

At this moment, Wang Lin was discovered by several warring parties, and many of them who had seen Wang Lin in the Cassia Valley were immediately taken aback, and secretly complained in their hearts, and their footsteps stopped one after another, no longer moving forward.

But there are still some monks, Wang Lin is only heard of it, not his appearance, so he rushed up without hesitation, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, the green sword suddenly appeared, after a little strenuous, suddenly flashed around him, every time it flickered, there will always be a monk turned into an ice sculpture, died on the spot.

Wang Lin sighed secretly, he felt that there was something wrong with the flying sword a few days ago, since the spiritual power mutated, the flying sword control was not as handy as before, fortunately, this feeling was not too heavy, after Wang Lin increased the control, it could be ignored.

Under the spiritual power of the Extreme Realm, no Foundation Building Stage monk could stop Wang Lin's footsteps, even those who held the magic weapons given by their elders, their magic weapons were also turned into ice mounds under the spiritual power of the Extreme Realm.

You must know that the best magic weapon in his body, the Extreme Realm Cultivator, is spiritual power.

Five steps, Wang Lin took five more steps, these five steps, each step had to kill several people under the flying sword, gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around, most of them quickly evacuated the outer periphery, looking at here from a distance, not daring to step forward.

Easily, Wang Lin stood in front of Li Shan, Li Shan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to raise his head, Wang Lin grabbed his right hand, and the two tokens flew up and fell into his hand, he groaned slightly, and the two tokens were all put into the storage bag, so he swept his eyes and said coldly: "Hand over all the tokens, otherwise, die." ”

Li Shan lay on the ground, listening to the sound and feeling a little familiar, so he pretended to have the courage to look up, and suddenly his head buzzed, and he lost his voice: "You...... Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin glanced at Li Shan, he shuddered in fright, and hurriedly closed his voice, but there was a storm in his heart, you must know that the name Wang Lin is extremely famous in the Xuandao Sect, and Wang Lin, who was born in the exchange with the Hengyue Sect, has always been the goal of some core disciples of the Xuandao Sect.

Similarly, this name has always been the goal that Li Shan dreams of surpassing, especially after the invincible black and gray stinking thunderbolt incident many years ago, Li Shan's life was bitter, and during that time, he had to curse Wang Lin countless times almost every day.

But even so, he was still sure that he would one day surpass the other party, especially after he reached the fourteenth layer of the condensation stage, this idea became even more ingrained.

But now, he was stunned to find that the gap between himself and Wang Lin was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and in just a few years, the other party actually had such a cultivation, and it was extremely easy to kill the monks in the foundation building period one after another, in Li Shan's eyes, this Wang Lin's progress was too amazing.

After hearing Wang Lin's words, everyone couldn't help but think of Wang Lin's casual killing of the Zhuji monk just now, as well as the rumors about him in the Cassia Valley, and their hearts were cold, after a long time, a young man in white sighed, looked at Wang Lin deeply, and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you tell me, what kind of cultivation are you?"

Wang Lin said lightly: "Build the foundation." ”

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