Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and the fairy sword in his hand was blocked in front of him as he retreated. The sword was close to him, but when he heard a loud bang, Wang Lin's body was suddenly thrown far away, and he followed this force without any pause, and jumped away. The power of this scimitar sword is not weaker than the full force of an infant transformation cultivator, and without using a billion soul flags, Wang Lin cannot match it.

Wang Lin was extremely fast all the way, and the direction he fled was not the same way, but in the opposite direction, directly through the huge basin, galloping towards the depths.

There was a burst of divine thoughts from the scimitar, and immediately the swords on the ground suddenly buzzed, and one by one they immediately rushed out, chasing Wang Lin to the death.

Wang Lin was extremely fast all the way, directly passing through the basins, and the countless swords behind him were frantically pursuing, and the scimitar in it was even more radiant from time to time, roaring.

The immortal sword had already been put away by Wang Lin, and he spread out his full speed and galloped away.

In front of him, a sword flew out of the basin, forming a north-south attack, stabbing towards Wang Lin through the air, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and as soon as he grabbed the void in his right hand, he immediately held a billion soul flags in his hand, and with a shake, the soul flags immediately wrapped his body. Turned into a cloud of black smoke, flickering under the twist. The speed immediately increased several times over.

Those oncoming swords suddenly flew into the air, immediately turned around, and chased after them, at this moment. Behind Wang Lin was a dense mass of endless swords, and the monstrous sword roared between heaven and earth, and the cold air emitted from the sword made the temperature around him drop suddenly, and there was actually a faint frost.

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the sword roared at this moment, and its sound was earth-shattering, roaring in Kyushu, as if the sky was about to collapse, as if the earth was going to tremble.

This momentum was so great that almost all the monks within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles immediately noticed this scene. There were a lot of people who shook their bodies and flew towards this place, wanting to see what was going on.

One sword after another, a sword roar, and a cold man, these gathered together, as if they had incarnated into an ancient sword immortal, and the sword qi was swirling, one by one, flickering wildly around Wang Lin's body.

Wang Lin's body was wrapped in the Soul Flag, and it was like a cigarette in a flash, twisting forward, but despite this, there were still a large number of swords falling on it, but they were all ringed by the Soul Flag.

Only when the scimitar is coming. Wang Lin drew out the fairy sword to block.

This flight was extremely exciting, and Wang Lin couldn't help but think of when his cultivation was low. The scene of being chased and killed.

At this moment, suddenly in front of Wang Lin, two Changhongs flew quickly, but when they were still thousands of miles away, these two Changhongs suddenly paused, obviously sensing the strangeness in the distance, quickly turned around, and fled immediately.

Wang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, and looked back at the large area of countless calculated swords that were closely pursuing behind him, especially the sometimes flickering and unpredictable scimitar among them. With a shake of his body, he immediately teleported out and appeared directly thousands of miles away.

It's just that as soon as his body appeared, those swords that were chasing after him actually flickered together. The Shattered Void generally directly penetrated the spatial distance and pursued here.

The rumbling sound of breaking the sky spread all over the earth, and there was a faint trace of the crystal of the previous cultivation shattering, and the heaven and earth collapsed.

The two Changhongs immediately rushed away, and Wang Lin recognized the two of them at a glance.

The two were acquaintances, a man and a woman, the man. As soon as he looked at his ears, Wang Lin recognized that it was Zhou Wutai, and as for the woman, with a purple veil on her face, Wang Lin glanced at it, her eyes flashed, and she recognized the identity of this woman.

"Brother Zhou, don't go, wait a little bit!" Although Wang Lin was chased by countless swords, his face was still calm, and he laughed.

Zhou Wutai's face was ugly, and he muttered, "Unlucky!" He didn't hear Wang Lin's call, but he was faster.

As for the woman with the purple veil, after seeing Wang Lin, there was a trace of fear in her eyes, and she bit her silver teeth and fled immediately.

In this way, before Zhou Wutai and the others, Wang Lin was in the middle, and as for the back, there was a dense and overwhelming sword, especially the scimitar in it, which sometimes came out and swept a sword ray.

This sword is what Wang Lin really cares about, and every time the sword appears, he has to quickly avoid it.

This scimitar was extremely weird, Wang Lin checked it with his divine sense during the escape, and found that whenever the speed of this scimitar was faster than a certain amount, a burst of strange power would immediately appear around it, making its speed slow down suddenly, if not, it would definitely be able to quickly catch up with Wang Lin.

The three of them galloped all the way, all of them launched their fastest speeds, after the three incense sticks, the edge of the basin in the distance shook in his eyes, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his body immediately teleported out, disappeared in place, when he appeared, he was already on the edge of the plate, he appeared and his body did not stop, and immediately galloped into the distance.

Zhou Wutai hesitated slightly, and immediately pursued Wang Lin. As for the purple yarn woman, her eyes flashed, and she changed direction and separated from Zhou Wutai.

That sword, after chasing this place. It stopped immediately, except for the scimitar, without the slightest pause, and rushed straight out of the edge of the place where the disk was.

After the scimitar left the basin, its speed suddenly increased, and the strange force that shrouded it seemed to weaken, making its speed unbelievably fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the scimitar swept directly past Zhou Wutai and headed directly towards Wang Lin.

Zhou Wutai saw sweat on his forehead, the moment the scimitar flashed beside him just now, he barely noticed anything, only felt the wind sweeping, and when he looked forward, he could only see a black dot, disappearing in place.

"What kind of spiritual creature is this, it's so fast, it's at least dozens of times faster than just now!" Zhou Wutai was horrified in his heart, and he pursued forward under his heaviness.

Wang Lin had to slow down as he ran, and after passing through the basin, the dimensional gap increased again, and he stopped at the top of a mountain peak.

Shaking around, there was a rare mountain peak emitting colorful light in the distance, and the appearance of this peak was exactly the same as the spiritual mountain that Situ Nan said.

Almost at the moment when Wang Lin's body paused. The sound of thunder echoed behind him, Wang Lin had already taken precautions, and immediately flashed his body and teleported out thousands of feet away, but when he heard a loud bang, the mountain peak where he was before immediately collapsed, and in the flying of rubble, the dark blue light flashed, and the scimitar flew out from within it.

At the same time, a divine thought came from the scimitar.

"Take it...... Stay!"

Wang Lin's body flashed again, and this time, he only felt a pain in his left arm, and when he appeared a thousand feet away. The sleeve of the left arm dissipated, and a wound appeared on the arm.

"What a fast speed!" After Wang Lin appeared, he didn't pause and teleported again, he didn't dare to teleport too far, otherwise once he appeared around the dimensional gap, it would be dangerous for so long.

In this way, seeing the blue light flickering, every time Wang Lin disappeared, the place where he was immediately shattered and collapsed.

The scimitar was like madness, dead and reluctant.

Wang Lin flashed and appeared a hundred miles away. As soon as he appeared, he immediately moved to the side, only to see a dimensional gap, slowly opening an arc-shaped moon mouth on his side.

Wang Lin hadn't moved a few feet yet, but he saw a flash of blue light, and from the place where he had teleported and disappeared before, a strong wind blew on his face, and everything on the way, the mountains, the earth. All of them collapsed, and even a few dimensional rifts that appeared on Lan Mang's way all collapsed.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lin's scalp suddenly tingled, and he teleported away again without saying a word, this time. He had a pain in his right foot, and blood gushed out.

After appearing ten miles away, Wang Lin's right hand immediately wiped his right foot, the wound closed, and the blood stopped.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!!" Wang Lin's eyes showed a hint of greed, the speed of this thing, he had only seen it on one item, that was the fourth soul on the billion soul flags!

In comparison, the speed of these two magic weapons is almost comparable, but obviously, the attack power of this scimitar is stronger, after all, if you are pricked by a needle, you may not die, but if you are swept by this scimitar, it is very likely that your head will fall to the ground.

"This thing is composed of a single life soul, who is the master of this life soul, who can actually produce such an incredibly powerful metal spirit thing! This thing is a treasure!!" Wang Lin's body flashed again, and where it disappeared, there was another collapse.

The speed of the scimitar is getting faster and faster, Wang Lin's reaction gradually can't keep up with its speed, and he will be injured if he is not careful, at this moment, he finally knows why Suzaku Zi was so scruple in the face of the fourth soul.

"I must get this thing!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, and he immediately took out the fairy sword, and with a flick, Xu Liguo was shocked out of the fairy sword by him.

"Xu Liguo, you can be wronged, treat him as the ancestor of the troll clan, and when I go to retrieve my soul, I will definitely save you!" After Wang Lin finished speaking, with a wave of his right hand, Xu Liguo's body immediately flew into the air.

Xu Liguo wailed, and was about to flee, when the scimitar immediately appeared beside Xu Liguo in a flash, and Xu Liguo's body disappeared immediately.

In the distance, Xu Liguo's complaining exclamation was heard.

"Master, don't forget to save me"

Wang Lin held the fairy sword, his eyes flashed, he and Xu Liguo's heart was connected, and he could detect the other party's location, and under his pondering, the sword soul in this scimitar was not trying to hurt Xu Liguo, it should have other intentions.

And Xu Liguo, as a demon, was born to devour, and it was not so easy to be destroyed, at this time, Wang Lin had something to do, and he couldn't be entangled with the scimitar, and he would go back in the future with Xu Liguo as the line. There's a lot of time to figure out how to get it.

Putting away the fairy sword, Wang Lin looked at the Lingshan in the distance. His body jumped, but at this moment, his expression suddenly moved, and he looked sideways at a mountain peak not far away, where a red figure was standing. This figure is full of emptiness and loneliness.

She stood there, as red as a butterfly, as if she had the intention to return with the wind, but she had no choice but to go deep into the mortal world.

"Red Butterfly!"