Passed through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. The location of the person who came out of Wang Lin's divine sense. Closer and closer, a few days later, in front of him, there was a splendid wasteland.

The wasteland was littered with wreckage, the ground was cracked, and a foul smell came with the wind.

Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot, and the miraculous effect of the Ascending Immortal Fruit over the past few days had invaded all of his mind, and that sense had been raised countless times, and the slightest stimulation would explode.

In Wang Lin's mind at this moment, killing is the only thought!

He was like lightning and went straight to this wasteland.

At this moment, suddenly there was a banging sound on the ground of this wasteland, and immediately after, an earthy yellow mud thorn composed of dirt suddenly rose from the ground and stabbed at Wang Lin.

At the moment when the mud thorns came out of the view, countless mud thorns "rushed out of the ground one after another, like a hideous sharp needle, stabbing out madly in the sound of swishing, and in the blink of an eye, all the positions around Wang Lin's body were full of sharp thorns!"

Wang Lin's divine sense was extremely sensitive, and at this moment, he did not retreat, but the immortal power of his whole body exploded, forming a whirlpool, and under the sweep, all the thorns and thorns were shattered.

A pitch-black figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and landed on a sharp thorn in the distance, this person was thin and thin, his whole body was submerged in black, his right knee was on the sharp thorn, the whole person looked like he was lying down, tilted his head sideways, looked gloomily at Wang Lin dozens of feet away, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips.

Wang Lin's eyes were red, his body stepped forward, his right thumb pressed forward, the silence of the finger wind, and in an instant, he turned into a black mang and went straight to the thin old man.

The old man grinned, this smile was extremely gloomy, in the face of the silent finger, not only did he not dodge, but suddenly opened his mouth, at this moment, behind this person suddenly appeared a phantom, this phantom is about ten feet high, cocoon-shaped, the appearance is pitch black, and there is a hidden arm.

At the same time as the thin old man opened his mouth, the cocoon-shaped phantom behind him also cracked a big mouth, and when he sucked it, the black light was extinguished, and it was actually sucked into the mouth of the old man.

At the moment when he swallowed, the phantom behind him seemed to have swallowed the black light of silence, his abdomen bulged high, and his whole body squirmed, and the arms on his appearance were suddenly torn, and streams of foul-smelling thick water spurted out.

The old man's thin hand grabbed the void, and suddenly the pus spewed out from the phantom behind him turned into a shape, condensed in his hand, and became a thick ball!

He stared at Wang Lin gloomily, and said for the first time: "Little doll, your finger wind is very delicious" I'll give you one too!," As he spoke, he threw the ball in his hand to the ground suddenly.

The pus ball was so fast that it fell to the ground with a snap, shattering with a snap, and the pus inside flowed out and merged into the earth.

In an instant, the earth trembled violently, and then, a large amount of swelling fluid emerged from the cracks in the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a ring of encirclement was formed, and in the outer layer of this ring, a circle of pus immediately rose into the air, forming a wall-like trap.

The old man licked his lips. With a shake of his body, he melted into the arm fluid. Disappear. The moment he disappeared, the surrounding walls suddenly shrank towards Wang Lin from all directions.

This arm wall covers the sky, covers the ground below, and is surrounded by air, and at this moment it rapidly shrinks, forming a huge ball.

Outside the arm ball, the figure of the old man came out, he stared gloomily at the rapidly shrinking pus, and said hoarsely: "Feng Yin, there is nothing for you here, just a monk, dare to come here to spread wild, under my swelling and pain, he will never live!" A gust of cold wind swept through, and more than ten zhang away from the old man, the woman with a tattooed face came out, she looked coldly at the pus ball in front of her that had shrunk to only ten clips in size, and said coldly: "If this person is killed so easily, the master will not let us come out!" "Oh? Then I want to see how this little monk can get out of my heavenly pus supernatural powers!" the thin old man grinned, but this smile was immediately condensed.

I saw that the rapidly shrinking pus ball, when it shrank to three zhang in size, immediately stopped, unable to continue, in the bulging ball, a crazy battle intent and murderous aura, penetrating the ball thick emanation.

This murderous aura emanated out, which actually made the surrounding climate immediately cold and windy.

This fighting intent, mixed with murderous aura, made the thin old man's pupils shrink suddenly.

At this moment, a muffled thunder sound came out from the pus-ball, and at this moment, a sword light split the bulging ball and rushed out of it instantly!

This sword light was shocking, and under the roar, it immediately made the sword qi between heaven and earth full!

The fairy sword is in the world, and beside it, there is a sword, and there is a black evil sheep soul hidden on this sword. On one side of these two swords, there was also a scimitar, which hummed and filled with an eerie aura.

After these three weapons, Wang Lin, who had long hair fluttering, walked out of the pus ball that was cut in two, step by step, his eyes were red, and the battle intent in his eyes merged with the killing intent to form a strange glow.

The thin old man looked at it, his heart trembled, and he said secretly: "This person's gaze is a little terrifying!" The moment he stepped out, the three weapons in front of Wang Lin quickly rushed out, turned into three strange rays, and went straight to the old man and the woman.

The woman's expression was gloomy, her body retreated, and she immediately turned into the wind and disappeared without a trace. The black scimitar suddenly hummed, and its body shook, and it actually disappeared into the air.

In the sky, there was immediately a muffled sound of clashing with metal, turning into a series that quickly echoed around it.

The old man's eyes showed a cold glow, he didn't look at the three weapons that were close to him, pinched his hands, stretched out suddenly, and shouted: "The ground is barren!" The earth shook, with the old man as the center, within a radius of thousands of zhang, the ground shook at the same time, and a ring of light came out of the view, and the rings in these circles of light continued to increase, and quickly bulged high. "Boom!" the old man yelled. At this moment, the momentum on this person's body was like a rainbow, and with a burst of words, the sores that grew on the ground suddenly cracked. "Explode your bird!" In the fairy sword, Xu Liyuan simply came out and scolded the thin old man. Directly controlling the fairy sword, sweeping over, the old man's eyes were impatient, and his right hand suddenly grabbed it, wanting to grab this fairy sword.

In his opinion, it is not difficult to grasp the sword with the flesh and use his cultivation!

Xu Liyuan saw the old man grabbing it, he laughed in his heart, not only did he not dodge, but slowed down, waiting for the other party to catch it, at the moment when the old man's palm caught the fairy sword, the fairy sword suddenly sharpened, the old man snorted miserably, and all the five fingers of his palm were cut off raw, and the blood flowed endlessly. The old man was startled and hurriedly retreated, but the fairy sword was in hot pursuit, and as for the sword that transformed into an evil sheep, it was also lightning flashing around, from behind, straight towards the old man.

The sores of the earth, under the shattering, a stream of pus, which was more than ten feet thick, rose directly into the sky, forming ripples and scattering. Wang Lin's body was full of immortal power, he stood in mid-air, stepped down, and walked towards the old man who was entangled with the two swords.

The old man roared angrily, and the cocoon-shaped phantom was conjured up behind him again, and was about to exert his magical powers, Wang Lin stepped on it, shattered the void, and came to the sky above the old man, his blood-red eyes stared at the phantom, and with a grasp of his right hand, a killing aura rushed out frantically, directly into the phantom.

With a pinching of his right hand, he grabbed it and pulled it back, and in a tearing sound, the cocoon-shaped phantom was dragged out from behind the old man by him, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he threw the cocoon towards the void behind him.

Then he grabbed his right hand in the air.

A large amount of pus spewed out, and a muffled snort came out of nothingness, only to see that in the place where the cocoon exploded, the body of the wind chant came out, her face was pale, but her eyes were even more gloomy.

Beside her, the black scimitar followed closely and stabbed quickly, Feng Yin waved his right hand, and there was a dagger in his hand, under the collision, a burst of metallic sounds came out, and the scimitar was immediately shocked back, and Feng Yin also took a few steps back.

She was fighting with the scimitar, and as soon as she came here, she was shocked by the impact of the cocoon explosion, she didn't know if this was Wang Lin had already noticed it, or it was a coincidence.

After crushing the cocoon, the thin old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look, at this moment, Wang Lin pressed his thumb, extinguished the black mang, and once again came out to watch!

This time, the black mang rushed out frantically, the black mang's speed was too fast, and it was close to the old man, as soon as he came out of the view, he landed in front of the old man, this person was pale, opened his mouth and swallowed, this black mang entered his mouth, but it did not dissipate, but penetrated out from behind it.

At this moment, the dagger in the hand of the wind yin flicked, the dagger was entangled with the scimitar, her body stepped forward, turned into a yin wind, and went straight to Wang Lin, who was facing her back at the moment.

The speed of the wind, the suddenness, the movement of the wind, is already there.

Wang Lin did not look back, but wiped his right hand on the storage, and the Kunji whip was suddenly in his hand, and the long whip was pitch black all over, exuding a trembling aura of soul.

At the moment when the wind was coming, Kunji whip suddenly twitched, but when she heard a "snap" in the void, the wind roared miserably, her body transformed from nothingness, there was a red whip mark on her face, and her eyes showed surprise for the first time, at this moment, she didn't want to kill the enemy, but retreated quickly!

At this moment, Wang Lin's mind was stimulated by the Ascension Immortal Fruit, and he had long lost his consciousness, everything was done by instinct, the wind was about to retreat, and this person could be entangled with the scimitar, and the speed was naturally extremely fast.

As soon as she retreated, she was almost nowhere to be seen.

Without thinking about it, Wang Lin directly pressed a handprint, and in front of him, a huge handprint suddenly appeared, and the nameless palm print that Mo Lihai, who was frightened back then, was shocked!

In this handprint, Wang Lin's killing aura automatically contained in it, and it moved with it.

The wind suddenly rose, and the handprint chased after it at an unimaginable speed, passing through the retreating body of the wind yin, and the wind yin's body trembled, and the killing qi entered the body, and with a bang, it turned into flesh and blood and collapsed.

The breeze swept by, Wang Lin's long hair fluttered, and he stepped into the distance, and beside him, three weapons whistled.

On the ground, a push of minced meat and a dried corpse left an endless ...... of dead air.