Lin's eyes flickered, looking at the murderous young man in front of him, if he was a demon, he would definitely become the most powerful of all his demons.

The young man did not act rashly, but glanced at the dense corpse behind Wang Lin, turned around and ran without saying a word, his speed was so fast that almost in a flash, he disappeared without a trace.

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and he threw himself forward, galloping away, chasing after him.

Fuji Jiu ran thousands of miles in one go, but the sense of crisis behind him was constant, and this sense of crisis made him a little frightened.

This feeling became more and more intense, and finally Fuji Jiu's eyes flashed, patted the storage bag, and suddenly a gray bead appeared on top of his hand, and this bead was instantly sacrificed by him and thrown behind him.

Wang Lin almost took out the forbidden flag almost at the moment when the other party slapped the storage bag, and with a shake, ten forbidden qi suddenly flew out of it, forming a defensive curtain in front of him.

At the same time, the beads landed on the curtain and exploded with a boom.

Fuji Jiu's face did not show any joy, but became more and more dignified, faster, and that sense of crisis not only did not decrease, but became heavier.

As he was leaving, he suddenly felt a chill at a glance, and the whole person almost did not hesitate, quickly turned around, and saw a red lightning bolt, almost flashing close to him.

Fuji Jiu's eyes showed a look of fear, from that red lightning, he felt a smell of death, he believed that if he hadn't dodged at the critical moment, once he was struck by this lightning, then there was only one way to die.

It's just that he hasn't had time to rejoice yet. I saw a series of hundreds of red lightning bolts. Suddenly, one by one appeared around his body. Up and down, left and right. Seal all his way out.

Fujiku's body stiffened. Don't dare to fly. Instead, he turned around slowly. Look at Wang Lin. Said in a deep voice: "Senior." In the next wish to confess you as Lord. After that, he will never betray for the rest of his life. Willing to send soul blood as a guarantee. ”

Wang Lin stared at Fuji Jiu. Slowly shook his head. He did not speak. It's a movement of consciousness. Suddenly, red lightning was on the ground around Fujijiu. Shrink slowly.

Fujiku's forehead was sweaty. He immediately took out several magic weapons from the storage bag. Sacrifice one by one. But there wasn't a single one. It can be rushed out of these red lightning bolts. They were all at the moment of lightning. He imprinted on it and his consciousness was shattered. The magic weapon fell from mid-air.

Whenever a magic weapon is shattered, the divine consciousness is shattered. He felt a tingle in his head. Gradually. The look of horror on his face grew stronger.

"You have to die. Because your surname is vine!" Wang Lindi voiced. It came slowly. Meanwhile. A hint of evil. It spread out from Wang Lin's body.

Fuji Jiu's body shook, his eyes suddenly turned red, he roared wildly, and rushed to one place, but at the moment when his body collided with the red lightning, he immediately screamed, not dead, but his body immediately withered.

How could Wang Lin be willing to kill such a future demon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, refining the demon with the people of the Fuji family must be a very interesting thing.

In the continuous approach of red lightning, Fujiku's mind collapsed, and in the constant pressure of death, he felt a sense of despair.

This feeling became more and more dramatic, and just when he reached the extreme, making him about to explode himself, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly rushed out of the mosquito beast, entering the red lightning without any barrier, and his right hand pinched Fuji Jiu's throat, and he used it hard.

But listening to the sound of "click", Fuji Jiu's eyes bulged, revealing a trace of despair, and he died of anger, almost at the moment of his death, Wang Lin's left hand pinched the strange magic trick and pressed it on the Tengjiu Heavenly Spirit.

"In the name of soul devouring, collect your soul!"

A red light floated out from above the vine nine heavenly spirits, and as soon as this red light appeared, it was about to escape, but it was grabbed by Wang Lin with one hand, and it was still in a brand new soul flag.

Throwing the body of Teng Jiudi back, Wang Lin glanced at the soul flag in his hand with satisfaction, you must know that Wang Lin once had a dream, that is, as in the extraterritorial battlefield, he had an innumerable army of demons, so that he could completely gain a foothold in the cultivation realm, even if he encountered someone whose cultivation was higher than others, he was not afraid.

It's just that there are too few souls that can be called demons, and under Wang Lin's deliberate search, in four hundred years, not counting the soul of Fujijiu, he has only found three.

Xu Liguo is artificially made, with many flaws, if it weren't for the difference between Xu Liguo and other demons, his sanity has been opened, Wang Lin would have been destroyed and fed to other demons.

The second demon, Wang Lin was also quite satisfied in the early stage, this demon is very fierce, but as he cultivates and climbs, although this demon is fast, it is really not powerful, and many times, it cannot play a role.

The third demon is to sacrifice with the soul of a spirit ape, and his power is acceptable, but his ferocity is not enough.

There is a big gap between these three demons and the incomparably hideous and rampant wandering souls of the extraterritorial battlefield in Wang Lin's mind, and they are not what Wang Lin is really satisfied with.

However, now it is different, if the soul in this soul flag is refined into a demon, whether it is ferocity or strength, it will definitely be the best choice. It's not as good as a real wild geist, but it's not much the same.

"If the other core disciples are all like this, then Fujihuayuan, Wang really wants to thank you for cultivating so many high-level demons for me!" Wang Lin muttered to himself, his eyes shining brightly, and without saying a word, he went to the next core disciple's retreat.

Others in the Divine Consciousness

Heart disciples, except for one who was motionless on the border between Zhao and its neighbors, had already left the retreat one by one, obviously wanting to return to Fujijia City.

If he hadn't seen Fujijiu before, Wang Lin might have let him enter Fujijia City and then start killing in unison, but at this time, after seeing the benefits of Fujijiu, how could Wang Lin let go of these future demons. Although the speed of the mosquito beast was fast, it was no longer able to meet Wang Lin's requirements, this time, he took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it in one gulp, and then his eyes lit up, and his body jumped up from the mosquito beast, and his speed expanded to the limit, rushing towards the nearest one.

Fujihachi flew in the air unhurriedly, his eyes were calm, without any sense of nervousness, in fact, he didn't want to return to Fuji Family City, but the successive killings in recent days have caused great panic to all the Fuji family members.

The most important thing is that the ancestor of the Fuji family actually ignored this matter, and never left half a step from the vine family city from the beginning to the end, so this matter seems a little weird.

This is an important reason why Fujihachi is ready to go back to Fujijia Castle to have a look.

As he flew, his consciousness spread out, observing everywhere, if there was any trouble, he would react immediately, in fact, Fujipachi didn't think that the monk who killed a large number of people from the Fuji family would have the courage to find trouble for himself, after all, the person killed by the other party was only in the Dan period.

These things, Fujihachi thinks that if he were himself, he can easily do it, after all, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and this kind of cultivation makes him able to move around at will in the entire Zhao Kingdom.

Even those old monsters in the later stage, although Fujihachi is not strong, but he is not afraid in his heart, if you talk about the entire Zhao country, there are only two people he is afraid of.

These two people, the first, are not Fuji Huayuan, but Fuji Yi! Fujihua Yuan, can only be ranked second. Fujiichi was a nightmare in his heart, and even the thought of it would cause a chill to rise in his body.

He fears no one but two. He even had some expectation in his heart that the mysterious man had better appear in front of him.

Fujihachi, this name, he is the fifth user, that is, almost for a long time, all those who challenged him, all unsuccessful, were killed by him one by one.

While flying, suddenly Fujihachi's eyes froze, looking up at the sky, only to see that the sky was gradually darkening, shrouded in a layer of black curtain, his heart moved, and he was about to accelerate his flight, suddenly his eyes and pupils closed, and in front of him, a white-haired man appeared silently.

Fujihachi was shocked in his heart, you must know that his divine sense has been spreading, but he has not found this person at all, which is enough to prove that the other party's divine consciousness far exceeds his own.

However, the strength of the divine sense does not mean that the divine power is amazing, Fujihachi almost did not hesitate, slapped the storage bag, and quickly flew out of it, these flying swords were horizontal in front of him, more and more, as if his storage bag was a bottomless pit.

As the flying swords appeared one by one, the white-haired young man opposite him never made any moves, but his gaze made Fujihachi extremely disgusted.

Wang Lin stared at Fujipachi, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, this person's murderous aura was a little heavier than the previous person, but he had learned to hide, so he didn't reveal it too much.

The corners of his mouth moved, revealing a satisfied smile, his body slowly walked forward, Fujihachi snorted lightly, his eyes flashed coldly, his right hand pinched, and pointed towards Wang Lin, and suddenly all the flying swords around his body made a sword sound, and suddenly rushed towards Wang Lin in unison.

Wang Lin showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, at the moment when those flying swords flew, his body shook, and his divine consciousness devouring soul suddenly came out of his body, turning into a huge black mist, and pounced violently, as soon as those flying swords touched this black mist, they immediately lost their light and fell down from the air one by one.

Fujihachi's eyes showed a look of horror, and he was about to retreat, but it was already too late, Wang Lin swallowed Fujipachi in one gulp in the form of devouring souls, and the black mist almost blinked an eye, and it burrowed into his body from all over his body.

Fujihachi immediately screamed, his voice was terrible, making people listen to the color change, with his scream, his body twitched involuntarily, and black tendons appeared on his face, the reason why it was black was because it was not only blood flowing inside, but also Wang Lin's soul-devouring black mist.

It didn't take long, but Fujihachi's painful screams continued, his voice was already hoarse, his whole body was already wet with cold sweat, a little, his body shook violently, and slowly fell from mid-air.

In the process of falling, Wang Lin turned into a ground devouring soul, taking Fujihachi's primordial infant and soul, drilling out of his body, swallowing the soul and returning to the body, Fujihachi's primordial infant was swallowed, and the soul was included in the soul flag, as for his corpse, it was tied by dragon tendons.

All this, from Wang Lin's appearance to the final end, did not take a long time, and most of them were spent in Fujihachi's screams. After Wang Lin swallowed his soul and returned to his body, he didn't stop, his body flashed, and he flew towards the next target.

Fujiroku, he is not young, it can be said that two hundred years ago, he was a core disciple, but in a challenge, he was robbed of the throne by one of the clansmen, but he was lucky not to die, after many years of retreat, he did not have the consent of Fujihuayuan, before reaching the challenge date, came to the secret room owned by the name Fujiroku, brutally killed the clansmen who defeated him that year, and re-took the name Fujiroku in his hands.

Afterwards, although he was severely punished by Fujihua Yuandi, in the end, the name Fujiroku was always in his hands and never changed.

Although his cultivation is only a primordial infant

However, the magic he practiced could make him kill him, even if it was Fuji Huayuan, he also saw this back then, so he was not too embarrassed, so he always had the name Fujiroku.

It's just that today, the name of Fujiroku will be ended, and from now on, there will be no Fujiroku in the world!

Fujiroku licked his lips and galloped away in midair, his thoughts, contrary to Fujihachi, that the reason why he left the secret room was because he had a strong sense of crisis.

Since transforming the murderous energy of his whole body, Fujiroku has always had such a natural supernatural power, and this kind of supernatural power has saved his life many times.

Therefore, for this sense of crisis, he believed it very much, and without hesitation, he left the secret room and galloped towards Fujijia City.

He didn't think that his road would be smooth, although it was less than five days long from Fujijia City, but in the past five days, his sense of crisis has become stronger and stronger.

Wang Lin's divine sense had already locked on a person in front of him, and this person's cultivation was also in the middle of the Yuan Infant, he added his lips, and his body galloped away, gradually, getting closer and closer.

During the flight, Fujiroku immediately felt a killing force rushing towards him, he secretly complained to himself, if he didn't have that sense of crisis, he would still dare to fight with it, but now, under his gritted teeth, his hands pinched, and pressed it on his chest, and suddenly his feet exploded with two thuds, and under the blur of flesh and blood, a ball of blood suddenly enveloped his entire body.

Enduring the great pain, his speed instantly increased several times, and the whole person turned into a blood-colored meteor and disappeared in place in an instant.

Wang Lin frowned, this person acted extremely decisively, and actually used secret techniques to burn the soul and sacrifice his body in exchange for several times the speed, so that Wang Lin could no longer pursue him.

He stopped in place, glanced coldly at the direction of the man's escape, groaned a little, took out the forbidden flag from the storage bag, and shot out a spiritual light, and the forbidden flag suddenly opened, enveloping a radius of thousands of miles.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin frowned, and the demon Xu Liguo and the third demon came out one after another, and under Wang Lin's instructions, they protected the Dharma for him. Then he took out a bronze ancient mirror, hung it above his head, and slowly swept it around.

After doing this, Wang Lin took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and suddenly a thick black mist emanated from his body, and this black mist gradually became bigger and bigger, and finally almost formed a black cloud.

Suddenly, the black clouds moved, spreading wildly, and this dispersion enveloped the entire Zhao Kingdom. This black cloud is Wang Lin's soul devouring, and this time, his soul devouring is completely out of his body.

Fuji Wu is a rather handsome middle-aged man, it is worth mentioning, this person is also a little similar to Fuji Li back then, he is followed by two female cultivators, both of whom are charming and charming, at this time closely following Fuji Wu's side, the three of them quickly galloped towards Fuji City.

Seeing that he was about to enter Fujijia City, Fujigo finally breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, suddenly the sky darkened, and a layer of black and oppressive fog came quickly.

In Fujigo's stunned, this black mist suddenly descended, and at an unimaginable speed, it instantly wrapped Fujigo, and almost in the blink of an eye, with Fujigo's soul and Yuan Baby, flew out of his body.

An angry shout came from the direction of Fujijia City, and at the same time, Fuji Huayuan's body, like lightning, rushed madly, he felt the breath of Fuji Godi just now, but immediately, this breath disappeared, and at the same time, a coercion that made his heart tremble suddenly appeared.

When Fujihua Yuan arrived, the black mist in the sky rolled violently, and then gradually condensed into a human face, a Wang Lin's face.

He glanced at Fuji Huayuan coldly, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then dissipated.

Fuji Si, his cultivation is not high, he is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, after all, he has only obtained the qualification of the core clan, and it has only been less than twenty years.

At this time, he was stepping on the flying sword, flying fast, he was sad and indignant in his heart, and the clansmen had died one after another in recent days, and there was his only brother among them.

This is the reason why he left the retreat place, in fact, he did not want to return to Fujijia Castle, but to find the murderer and avenge his brother.

It's a pity that he is destined to be unable to take revenge on this hatred, because, at this time, he didn't notice at all that the dark clouds in the air gradually thickened.

In one day, five of the seven core disciples of the Fuji family had died, and only two remained, one was on the border and did not leave the secret room for half a step, and the other was galloping away at this time.

It's just that he is not alone, and there is a man and a woman by his side.

If Wang Lin saw these two, he would definitely know one of them, because it was Wang Zhuo back then!

Wang Zhuo's brows swept away the gloom of the past at this moment, but there was a sense of refreshment, these few days were the happiest day for him in the past four hundred years, because the Teng family was being wiped out.

Although he didn't know who did this, it didn't affect his mood, and he even hoped that the killing would continue, and it would be best to kill the entire Fuji family completely.

Glancing at his wife beside him, Wang Zhuo's heart was a little complicated, he originally had no feelings for this woman, if it weren't for the strength of Fujihuayuan back then, he accepted this woman in order to protect himself.

But people are not plants and trees, and they get along all year round, although his hatred for the Fuji family is still there, but for this wife, his feelings have always been very complicated