In the imperial capital of the Heavenly Demon City, in an extremely elegant palace, there was a chuckle.

"Mo Fei, this little family, please play a battle with Mo Lihai in advance, and use my military exploits in Fire Demon County as a reason not to let me refuse, this son is also interesting, yes!"

"This emperor, if the two of them set a precedent, I'm afraid it will be other demon generals" In the palace, another old voice came out.

"If other people also have tens of millions of combat exploits, then it is also accurate!"

“...... Yes!"

A moment later, an old man walked out of the palace, who held the fold in his hand, shook his head slightly, and hurried away.

The date of the battle of the demon generals is getting closer and closer, and the entire Heavenly Demon City is filled with a depressing atmosphere, and almost every day, there will be constant fights.

"It's a game!" Wang Lin sat by the river, put down the wine jug in his hand, looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, and muttered to himself.

"A game in the eyes of the Demon Emperor In the eyes of the Demon Emperor, outsiders take advantage of the opportunity of the battle of the demon generals to fight each other for a goal, this is the best game, Wang Lin took a sip of wine, his eyes were clear, he sank for a while, stood up, and gradually walked away in the twilight.

This is already the seventh day, and there are still eight days left before the battle of the demon generals!

At dusk, Xu is fierce is the reason why the atmosphere in the Heavenly Demon City has been quite depressing recently, and the pedestrians on the street have gradually decreased.

Behind this person, with a big sword on his back, his steps were steady, without any expression on his face, step by step, towards Mofu, as he approached, behind him, a faint immortal power gradually diffused.

At the same time, a depressing aura enveloped the entire Mo Mansion.

Inside Mofu.

Mo Lihai was cultivating in the secret room Tianguan, and in front of him, seventeen dolls the size of his palm, flashing with bursts of demonic light, surrounded him.

Bursts of demonic qi emanated from Mo Lihai's body, connecting with these seventeen puppets, forming a perfect cycle with each other.

At this moment, Mo Lihai opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze was like electricity, as if he could penetrate the secret room, and he noticed the man in Tsing Yi outside Mo Mansion.

The man sighed lightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his footsteps did not pause, and he came to the door of Mofu, and he didn't see any magical powers, and the gate of Mofu collapsed silently, turning into pieces of debris, and swept backwards in unison.

In the debris flying, there were two more muffled sounds, and I saw two Mo Mansion sergeants, their bodies popping out a large blood mist, and throwing them into the mansion far away.

"Da Luo Sword Sect, the twelve sons of Jian Xiao, the last sheep, ask to see Lord Mo Lihai!"

The flat voice came from this mouth, and he didn't stop, he stepped directly into the Mo Mansion and walked towards the secret room where Mo Lihai was retreating.

Countless sergeants and Mo Lihai's subordinates immediately appeared, but as this person moved forward, anyone who entered within ten zhang of him would immediately collapse and turn into a blood mist silently.

, but listening to the sound of thudging, no one could stop the person from taking half a step. Even some of the rockery buildings around it are like the gate of Namofu, crumbling and shattering.

At this moment, a short figure appeared in front of him, this person roared after appearing, and took a step forward, and under this step, the demonic power of his whole body suddenly dispersed, wanting to resist the person of the Great Luo Sword Sect.

The man from the Great Luo Sword Sect shook his head slightly, without pausing at his feet, and continued to move forward, following his steps, the short man's face turned pale, and he had a feeling that he was not facing a person, but a sword!

A sword that dews on the cold peak!

The short man involuntarily stepped back, kicking and kicking until he was a few feet away, and at this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and the short man steadied himself and exhaled deeply.

Behind him, three people appeared at this moment, all three of them were white-haired old men, and they stood there, looking coldly at the people of the Great Luo Sword Sect.

The eyes of the people of the Great Luo Sword Sect fell on the three old men, smiled slightly, and walked forward again.

The three old men had solemn expressions on their faces, and they were about to use their magic powers, when suddenly, a deep voice came from behind them.

"Who sent you!" The voice was full of majesty, and the three old men immediately respectfully stepped out of the way, revealing the tall figure of Mo Lihai behind them.

Mo Lihai looked at the young man of the Navro Sword Sect, his eyes were like torches, and the momentum he showed at this moment was even stronger than when he faced Wang Lin in the Ancient Demon City.

The man of the Great Luo Sword Sect had a glint in his eyes, his footsteps stopped, and he said slowly, "Demon General Mo Fei!"

Mo Lihai frowned and shouted, "What's the matter!"

"Lord Dai Mofei, send a battle post to General Mo!" the man said calmly, and with a wave of his right hand forward, a golden mang suddenly flashed out and stopped in front of Mo Lihai.

Mo Lihai's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the golden post in front of him.

On that, there is only one word, war!

"Three days later, outside the Ancient Dao Hall!" the man from the Great Luo Sword Sect, after saying this, turned around and walked out.

However, almost as soon as he turned around, his body immediately stiffened, and a strong aura suddenly erupted from the whole person, and the intensity of this aura far exceeded the level when he entered the Mo Mansion before.

A ball of essence burst out in his eyes, looking at a slender figure in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "The seventh son of the purple lineage, Wang Lin!"

Mo Lihai also noticed Wang Lin's appearance at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Wang Lin didn't even look at this person, and walked forward, his pace was not fast, but in the eyes of this man from the Great Luo Sword Sect, there was immediately a trace of anger.

"It is rumored that the seventh person of the purple line is arrogant, and when I saw it today, it was really the case!" said the man from the Great Luo Sword Sect in a cold voice.

Wang Lin didn't seem to hear it, and walked towards this person, this man from the Great Luo Sword Sect, the momentum of his whole body suddenly emerged, like an out-of-body sword, locked on Wang Lin's body.

At the moment when the momentum of his whole body reached the top, Wang Lin walked by his side without pausing, staggering with him.

The person of the Great Luo Sword Sect was stunned, but immediately, his anger was even heavier, he turned around suddenly, looked at Wang Lin who was walking into the distance, and shouted, "Wang Lin, did you hear my words!"

Wang Lin followed his footsteps and walked towards his residence.

The man of the Great Luo Sword Sect showed a hint of coldness in his eyes, as one of the twelve sons of the Great Luo Sword Sect, his status in the Heavenly Fortune Star was comparable to that of the Seven Sons of Heavenly Fortune, which could be described as prestigious.

But at this moment, he was ignored by this person, the man snorted coldly, shook his body, appeared directly in front of Wang Lin, and said coldly, "Wang"

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin raised his head and said flatly, "Cultivator, you are so easily angry, your thousand-year-old cultivation is disappointing!"

If the generation of Tianyunzi said this, the man of the Great Luo Sword Sect would accept it humbly, but when these words came out of Wang Lin's mouth and fell on his ears, they were extremely harsh and laughed angrily, but his eyes were even colder, and said, "I am thinking about it, what is the effect of your thousand-year-old cultivation!" "Give way!" Wang Lin shook his head and said flatly.

The man of the Great Luo Sword Sect laughed, pinched the trick with his right hand, and a sword qi immediately emerged from his body, turning from one to two, from two to four, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into sixty-four sword qi, roaring towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, he didn't look at the sixty-four sword qi, and in an instant, all the sword qi fell on Wang Lin's body, but at this moment, the imprint of life flashed on his body, and the sword qi came to his body, and all disappeared.

"Is that all there is to it, it seems that your thousand-year-old cultivation is not just disappointing, but in vain!" Wang Lin shook his head.

The man of the Great Luo Sword Sect, his face changed greatly, and his eyes showed disbelief, although his sixty-four swords, qi, and power were not the strongest, but taking it so lightly made him feel a shock in his heart.

"What kind of magical power is this!!!This person didn't use a magic weapon, but when my sword qi fell on his body, it collapsed immediately, even the dragon son of the twelve sons of Jian Xiao couldn't do this!"

Wang Lin shook his head and walked forward.

The man of the Great Luo Sword Sect subconsciously took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and put his right hand on the big sword behind him.

Wang Lin frowned, glanced at this person coldly, and said again, "Get out, you sent the battle post today, I won't kill you!"

"You are only a late stage of infant transformation, and your cultivation is comparable to mine, even if your supernatural powers are strong, it will definitely be impossible to take my sword!" The man of the Daluo Sword Sect turned grim, and with a wave of his right hand, the sword behind him immediately flew up.

The rumbling sky seemed to be slashed, and after a thunderbolt, I saw a purple giant sword, which suddenly appeared in this artificial space, this sword, exuding a thick sword aura, it almost appeared, and immediately made the surroundings shrouded in sword light. On this sword, a strange pattern is engraved.

The phantom of a giant purple sheep immediately emerged from this pattern, and the body of this sheep was tall, and a tyrannical aura permeated its body. It merged with this sword, and suddenly, the power of this sword became heavier.

"The last sheep sword slash!" The man roared, the immortal power of his whole body burst out, and his right hand instantly slashed down towards Wang Lin, and when he was in this position, the big sword in mid-air moved with it, with an unimaginable energy, roaring towards Wang Lin.

Mo Lihai's complexion changed, and his body immediately kicked back, and several people around him also retreated without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye, they withdrew hundreds of feet away.

The giant sword slashed down, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and pieces of thunder rolled out from the rumble.

Wang Lin looked as usual, and shook his head slightly, this giant sword is indeed powerful, especially after fusing the sheep soul, it is even more powerful, but the man in front of him is unable to exert the full power of this sheep soul.

"Wasted a good sword!" Wang Lin said, raising his right hand, and at the moment when the giant sword was cut down, a strong shock was revealed in the eyes of the man of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and he grabbed this sword!

The moment he grabbed it in his right hand, the imprint on his right hand flickered wildly, and in the blink of an eye, there were thousands of imprints covering the two giant swords, and there were bursts of roars coming from the giant sword, and the sheep soul on it was even more fierce, struggling frantically, wanting to tear Wang Lin's right hand and break free, but Wang Lin's right hand, like the palm of the ancient god, had infinite strength, no matter how the giant sword struggled, his right hand did not move at all!

The soul of the evil sheep on the giant sword, its roaring sound was almost monstrous, and the fierce light in his eyes showed a trace of unyielding intent, like an ancient fierce beast, swallowing Wang Lin in one bite.

Although it is a sword soul, it is illusory and dissolved, but at this moment, the people around it, the moment they see this sheep soul swallowing, they all have an illusion of a fishy wind blowing in their faces.

"Evil beast, you dare!" Wang Lin's eyes froze, and in his eyes, a red light immediately flashed, and the killing intent rushed out from his eyes and directly entered the body of this sheep soul.

The sheep soul screamed in grief, and its body was immediately collapsed by this killing aura, turned into a little crystal, and quickly returned to the giant sword, which stopped struggling and resisting.

Everything Wang Lin did in this hurry was almost the same as the scene when the beast soul in the god shooting car immediately collapsed under Tianyunzi's point!

This scene fell in Mo Lihai's eyes, and he couldn't help but gasp deeply, looking at Wang Lin's gaze, revealing an extremely complicated color.

"Three months later, he was actually so strong...... "Even the deputy marshal is not his opponent, and today he is even subduing this terrible sword soul, if he had this kind of magical power three months ago, that day, I will definitely be defeated!"

The last sheep of the Great Luo Sword Sect shook his body even more, his face was pale and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the natal sword was taken away, which immediately damaged his mind.

He never thought that this Wang Lin was so strong, and he knew that this was the case, and he would not come alone if he said anything. He gritted his teeth, put his right hand on his eyebrows, and took a deep breath, revealing a hint of determination in his eyes. His last killing move was a sword qi given by his master Ling Tianhou!

This sword qi, there are twelve paths, one for each person, it is the ultimate life-preserving divine power, and it cannot be used easily, otherwise, in this land of demon spirits in crisis, the remaining four hundred years will be difficult to survive!

But if you don't use it at this moment, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!

"You go!" Wang Lin glanced at the last sheep, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly.

The last sheep was stunned.

"I have no enmity with the Great Luo Sword Sect, if it weren't for your repeated forced forces today, I wouldn't have made a move, send a word to you Sword Xiao Twelve Sons for me, in this demon spirit land, I don't want to be your enemy!" Wang Lin said, flicking the sword in his hand, throwing it to the last sheep, walking past him, and walking towards the front residence.

His back fell in the eyes of the last sheep, this person was completely stunned, after the fighting method just now, he was almost forced to use the final life-saving killing move, at this moment the peak turned down, and suddenly a trace of incredulity appeared in his heart.

He took a deep breath, took the giant sword, swept his senses, and after making sure that the other party had not done anything, he looked at Wang Lin in disbelief and kept moving away.

"Your words, I will definitely pass them on!" Mo Yang's body moved, flew directly into the air, and quickly left Mo Mansion.

Outside the Mo Mansion, his speed slowed down slightly, but his divine sense was secretly on guard, and he found that Wang Lin had never made any moves, as if he was really ready to let himself go.

"Wang Lin, today's shame, I will definitely return it a hundred times, although your magical powers are strong, but next time I will besiege Senior Brother Si and a few people together, I don't believe that you can still be so calm!Hmph, if it weren't for the greedy wolf seniors who went to the Fire Demon County, as long as the seniors took action today, you would definitely die!"

He was extremely fast, and the farther away he was from Mofu, the more relaxed his heart became, and he couldn't help but feel palpitations when he thought of the first battle in Zhoucai.

"This Wang Lin is very strong!!, but if I use the sword of the master, qi, this person will not be able to resist!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Yang's mouth.

But at this moment, suddenly on the big sword behind him, gray qi emanated silently from the body of the sword, like a spiritual snake, aimed at this person's head.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped Mo Yang's whole body in an instant, but immediately, the gray qi was like lightning, directly drilling into this person's skull.

The speed of the gray gas was too fast, the distance was too close, and the last sheep almost immediately sensed the crisis, so he immediately snorted, and his body fell directly from mid-air, in the process of falling, his body, quickly withered, and screamed miserably, across the sky.

His primordial spirit could not escape at all, and after the gray qi entered his body, it first turned into a series of imprints, directly cutting off the connection between his primordial spirit and his physical body. At the same time, he quickly absorbed the essence of this person's flesh and blood and immortal power, and constantly replenished the gray qi in the Dao, making the power of his imprint heavier.

The moment he landed, the last sheep's eyes widened angrily and turned into a dried corpse. The only thought in his mind was the giant sword, which he had clearly checked, and his mind was connected, why was there a gray qi hidden in it.

In front of his corpse, there was a distortion of space, Wang Lin walked out, and his right hand connected the dots on the corpse of the last sheep, and then grabbed the corpse of this person, stepped on him, and disappeared in place.

Mofu Wang Lin's residence, his figure stepped out of the void, his right hand was loosened, the body of the last sheep fell to the ground, Wang Lin's eyes were solemn, he patted the storage bag, and the forbidden flag flew out, and he shook it, and immediately turned into a black mist, shrouding the room in it, and countless prohibitions flickered in this black mist.

After doing this, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and opened his eyes suddenly, like lightning falling on the corpse of the last sheep, after looking at it carefully, Wang Lin's gaze stayed on the center of this person's eyebrows.

His face was cloudy, and he couldn't see joy or anger, and after a moment of silence, he pinched the formula with both hands, and whispered the incantation in his mouth, only to see a ghostly fire, which appeared in the seal of his hands.

The seal of his hands changed, turning into a piece of afterimage, and then he pointed forward, and spat lightly in his mouth,

"Lian!"

The ghostly fire drifted towards the dawn of the last sheep's corpse, and immediately dispersed, wrapping the corpse, and the crackling sound suddenly echoed, and the body of the last sheep continued to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His corpse had already become a dried corpse, and the flesh and flesh essence in it had been absorbed by the ash gas, and as soon as it was burned at this moment, a strange smell immediately came out, and this smell permeated the room, but Wang Lin had no time to take care of it, staring intently at the corpse refined in the dark fire.

In the previous battle, the last hand touching the eyebrows of the last sheep gave Wang Lin an extremely strong crisis!

This kind of crisis, since his killing qi was refined, has almost never happened, even a mid-stage monk, it can't do it yet, just the breath can directly break through his body and primordial spirit covered by the imprint of more than 3,000 Dao beings, and rush into his mind extremely domineeringly.

This feeling is like facing life and death, Wang Lin's heart was suddenly shocked, so he took retreat as advance, easing the atmosphere at that time, and in his opinion, if this person was not forced to a corner, he was afraid that he would not choose to use this last magical power.

The flesh of the last sheep gradually melted and dissipated, revealing its primordial spirit in the ghostly fire, and on his primordial spirit, gray imprints were covered layer by layer, sometimes flickering with a strange light.

The eyes of the Yuan Shen of the end sheep were closed, motionless in the ghostly fire, Wang Lin's eyes were like electricity, and he observed carefully, and in an instant, his eyes suddenly froze, staring directly at the eyebrows of the Yuan Shen of the last sheep, where there was a very faint blue line, faintly flickering.

This thin line, if you look closely, its shape is clearly a sword that has shrunk countless times!

The moment he saw this thin blue line, Wang Lin's body was shocked, and a feeling as if he was directly facing Sword Venerable Ling Tianhou immediately surged all over his body.

"Ling Tianhou!!" Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes solemn.

"Back then, outside the Demon Spirit Gate of the East China Sea, before the disciples of the Great Luo Sword Sect entered, Ling Tianhou had given a sword qi that he called the life-saving magic power of the twelve!

This blue silk thread is that sword qi!No wonder it makes me feel like life and death, and you can directly break the brand of my life" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, revealing a decisive look.

"This sword qi, since I saw it, it is mine!"

His eyes were closed, his hands were on his knees, the light was shining above the heavenly spirit, and the primordial spirit came out, and on Wang Lin's primordial spirit, the imprint of Daosheng was almost completely covered, as tightly guarded as armor.

Wang Lin's primordial spirit was out of his mind, looking at the last sheep primordial god, he groaned slightly, his eyes flickered, and he spewed out a mouthful of primordial fire, which merged into the dark fire, and suddenly, the dark fire was immediately thick.

The fire of the primordial god kept spitting out of Wang Lin's mouth.

The primordial spirit of the last sheep showed a painful look, as if he wanted to struggle, but the imprint of life outside his body locked him deadly.

Wang Lin Yuanshen showed a cautious look, he carefully controlled the refining fire, not to stimulate the sword qi, but to eat away at the Yuan Shen of the Last Sheep, little by little, to refine the Yuan Shen of the Last Sheep.

This process lasted for a few days, with Wang Lin's strength, he continued to concentrate on it for several days, and at the same time, he had to continue to spit out the fire of the Yuan Shen, and the Yuan Shen was slightly dim, and his face showed a tired look.

But his eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

On this day, the primordial spirit of the last sheep, under the continuous refining, finally collapsed and turned into a little crystal, in which the blue filaments flashed and floated calmly in the air, motionless.

Wang Lin Yuanshen sucked it, and the crystal light that the last sheep turned into was immediately sucked into his mouth, quickly making up for the waste of the past few days, and after doing all this, Wang Lin Yuanshen hesitantly glanced at the still blue filament.

After sinking for a long time, Wang Lin gritted his teeth, no longer hesitated, and swallowed the filament directly!

At this moment, his primordial spirit immediately trembled violently, and the connection with the physical body quickly dissipated, for this, Wang Lin had already prepared, he was not far from the physical body, and at this moment, under the struggle, at the moment when the connection was about to disappear, he entered the physical body.

Wang Lin sat quietly in place, and this time it was another three days! Three days later, at dusk, Wang Lin opened his eyes, and there was a dazzling light in the calm in his eyes.

Last night, I was really blown up, and I couldn't help it!!!

I don't know if you have experienced kidney stones, the stone fell into the ureter, and it was stuck, that kind of pain, the root of the ear now thinks about it, and I feel that life is worse than death.

From the wee hours of the morning... The point endured to the bow point, the whole person collapsed, was sent to the hospital by his wife and family, tossed all night, even made a mess of his face, and it was determined that it was a stone at 5 o'clock in the morning, and finally the stone was broken, but now there is still a labor pain in the stomach.

The most vivid memory is that the stomach is full of flatulence, if it cannot be ruled out, it will affect the gravel, so it is an enema, where is this enema, it is clearly a popping chrysanthemum!!

Today's chapter, I wrote it late, alas, my body, how can I feel weaker and weaker, I can find any disease, grass fucking.

Struggling to get up in the afternoon, I saw that the monthly ticket was actually exploded chrysanthemum, the double explosion of spirit and body, which author I have this experience!! April!, I remember this day!