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Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Immortal Merlin

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Yang Yan looked at a monk in front of him with a cold expression, and when he saw that the other party was pouring out the power of cultivation and wanted to take the jade slip from the altar, he sneered, and with a slight tap of his right hand, a powerful wave spread out.

The early stage monk who was collecting jade slips in front of him suddenly changed his expression, and he only had time to condense a few spirit curtains to block it slightly, and the next moment, he galloped away directly without thinking about it.

"Leave the jade Jane, otherwise Hugh blames Yang for being ruthless. ”

The monk in the early stage of foundation building suddenly looked gloomy, but after feeling the breath of the other party's cultivation, his face showed a trace of bitterness, it was the false pill realm of foundation building, if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be easy.

It's not nonsense at the moment, just take out a storage bag, put it on the ground, and the body without looking back quickly away.

Watching the figure leave, Yang Yan's expression showed disdain, with a wave of his right hand, an invisible force rolled, and the storage bag was rolled in the air, and he immediately opened it to take a look, and after a while, his expression showed a trace of satisfaction, and in a moment, he opened a storage bag on his waist, revealing more than ten storage bags inside, and then he put the storage bag he had just obtained into it, and the next moment his breath suddenly hidden, and his eyes looked at the altar in front of him, as if waiting for the arrival of the next person.

In fact, this was the idea that suddenly came to him when he was collecting the jade slips, and deliberately kept an altar not to collect, but hid not far from the altar, waiting for other monks to come and snatch the jade slips of other monks.

For this gray jade slip, with his cultivation in the realm of fake pills, he naturally saw that it was extraordinary, and even he vaguely guessed that the more this gray jade slip collected, the greater the chance of obtaining the immortal inheritance at that time......

Hiding aside, three days passed, Yang Yan's silent aura was revealed again, he looked at a young man in white clothes on the altar, and said in a calm tone with a sneer: "Leave the jade slip, or die!"

The words came out, echoing all around, causing the white-clothed young man to frown slightly, and his eyes immediately looked towards the place where Yang Yan was hiding, and the next moment, his eyes flashed, and with a wave of his right hand, a sword suddenly condensed, and came towards Yang Yan in an instant.

Wang Cheng slowly retracted his right hand, this was the ninth altar he came to, and there were several people who had attacked him before, all of whom were killed by him, and at this moment, his eyes were condensed on Yang Yan, and the killing machine flashed in his eyes.

Yang Yan's expression suddenly changed greatly, he felt the chilling sword light, and at this moment, he did not hesitate to pat the storage bag, and a cyan bell was taken out by him, his expression was serious, and his cultivation was in motion, and the bell flew up at the moment, and a strange sound emanated.

Suddenly, the sword light emitted by Wang Cheng dimmed, and the speed suddenly slowed down, as if a force was impacting.

"Month. ”

At this moment, Wang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward calmly, and suddenly a half-moon suddenly flew out of his head, appearing in mid-air, and a strange power emanated.

This round of half moon looks a little illusory at the moment, its size is like the size of half a disk, and the dim moonlight shines around, which immediately makes Wang Cheng's breath here become ethereal.

"Crushed. ”

Wang Cheng's eyes were blazing, looking at the cyan bell, he raised his right hand at this moment, pointed at the cyan bell, and suddenly a moonlight shone out violently, and it fell on the cyan bell in an instant.

Yang Yanzheng looked at this scene as usual, and was secretly mocking Wang Cheng in his heart for not being able to do anything, and suddenly, he suddenly turned white, and his eyes looked at the cyan bell fiercely.

This bell is his natal magic weapon, and its power is huge, even in the face of the monks in the early stage of the knot, he has the confidence to resist, but at this moment, under the light of the half-moon above Wang Cheng's head, he suddenly felt that his natal magic weapon was collapsing......

With an extremely gloomy expression, Yang Yan glanced at Wang Cheng, and suddenly with a wave of his right hand, the cyan bell suddenly turned into a blue light and was swallowed by him.

But the next moment, his expression changed again, and he immediately felt that the magic weapon that had been withdrawn from his body was still continuing to collapse......

Wang Cheng glanced at Yang Yan with an indifferent face, this Void Spirit Moon was transformed by the immortal seal given to him by Dao Xuan, although this month was not complete, but there was a Void Spirit Power in it.

He glanced at Yang Yan, who had a gloomy expression, and said with an indifferent expression: "Yu Jian stays, you, you can go." ”

As his words came out, Yang Yan took a deep breath, feeling the collapse force coming from his body, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head and glanced at Wang Cheng deeply, in his opinion, this person's cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, but the half-moon above his head was too weird, and it was able to collapse his natal magic weapon.

After a little hesitation at this moment, he gritted his teeth, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, took out a storage bag and threw it down at will, and then turned around and walked away quickly.

Wang Cheng looked at this scene indifferently, grabbed it lightly with his right hand, and used the spirit control technique to grab the storage bag, and when he opened it, there were seven or eight black jade slips in it.

"There is definitely more than this jade slip on that person...... Wang Cheng glanced at the direction that the man left with a little blazing eyes, and sighed and did not choose to chase, but continued to rely on his induction and flew towards the next altar.

In this stone palace, there seemed to be countless such altars, Wang Cheng quickly collected them along the way, and after three days had passed, there were already more than a hundred gray jade slips in his storage bag.

The more he flew, the more monks Wang Cheng saw, and as soon as he came to an uninhabited altar at this moment, his cultivation instantly dispersed, and when he took out a jade slip inside, a cold light suddenly roared, piercing his head.

At the same time, a purple-clothed man suddenly appeared from not far away, his expression was unruly, and a murderous intent erupted from the opening and closing of his eyes.

"Leave the storage bag for Lao Tzu, you can get out. ”

The purple-clothed man let out a low snort, his body instantly approached Wang Cheng, and a breath of late foundation building erupted, heading towards Wang Cheng and blasting out with a punch.

He looked at Wang Cheng with a sneer, and thought in his heart that with his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, it would definitely be easy to deal with a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

Wang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he secretly said that he had been in trouble since he came to this stone palace, frowning, his right hand was raised, and with a slight wave, a sword light flew out in an instant, heading straight for the purple-clothed man.

The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and it came to the purple-clothed man almost instantly, which made his expression change, and his forward body slammed suddenly, showing a touch of sarcasm on his face.

But the next moment, a sharp pain suddenly came from his hand, his expression changed slightly, he snorted, suddenly let out a roar, turned his palm into a fist, and directly scattered the sword, he slowly took a few steps back and looked at Wang Cheng's gaze, with a bit of solemnity at the moment.

"This kid's cultivation is obviously only in the early stage of foundation building, but this sword is so powerful...... This person can't be a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect......"

The purple-clothed man looked at Wang Cheng with a gloomy expression, he had seen a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, and his attack method was also a sword, at this moment, Wang Cheng seemed to him, it should be a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect.

Suddenly, he was a little jealous in his heart, you must know that this Xuanjian Sect is the strongest sect among the subordinate sects of the Daochen Sect, in the past few years, because of the Blood Refining Sect, this has only slightly declined, and the disciples in its sect are extremely united, often injuring one of them, it will attract many Xuanjian Sect disciples to retaliate.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Wang Cheng, who had a calm expression, and after groaning slightly in his heart, he clenched his fists and said to Wang Cheng: "Daoist friend of Xuanjian Sect, the previous thing was wrong, so don't let it go." ”

As he spoke, he didn't even look at Wang Cheng, his body turned into a long rainbow and flew away quickly.

Wang Cheng's expression showed a hint of strangeness, and he glanced at the purple-clothed man who left, he had heard the name of the Xuanjian Sect, but he didn't know it, but this purple-clothed man seemed to be afraid of the Xuanjian Sect......

Shaking his head slightly, he no longer bothered about this matter, and at this moment, his divine consciousness moved, and according to the slightest sense of the darkness, he galloped away in one direction.

As he continued to collect gray jade slips, gradually, Wang Cheng found himself in the depths of this stone palace, and a huge altar appeared in his eyes.

This altar is very large, with the size of dozens of zhang, in the shape of a hexagonal, there are many small characters arranged on it, at a glance densely packed, a simple atmosphere emanates from it.

When Wang Cheng saw this altar, his eyes immediately fell on a statue that was gray all over.

This statue is more than ten zhang high, and its appearance looks like a man, who is dressed in simple armor, his body is in a half-kneeling position, his eyes seem to be looking at the sky, and there seems to be an unwilling intention flickering inside.

"It's ...... Merlin ......" Wang Cheng's expression was calm, but a little shock appeared in his heart, in his memory, there was a name, it was Merlin.

This memory comes from the memory of his sword clan inheritance, which was thousands of years ago, a strong man who once roamed the entire Tianchen land, and there are even legends that he has become an immortal, and he should have left the Tianchen Star where the Tianchen land is located, but for some reason he became a mortal warrior.

This is... Murlin!

Wang Cheng looked at the statue, took a deep breath at this moment, and took out a gray jade slip from the storage bag, as soon as this jade slip appeared, a gray silk thread that Wang Cheng could not see appeared from it, and the end of its connection was the statue of Namerin.

This gray silk thread was densely packed, not only Wang Cheng could not see this silk thread, but even a few monks who were not aware of the existence of this silk thread in the slightest......

After pondering for a while, Wang Cheng secretly felt that the statue of this immortal general might be the key to the inheritance of this immortal.

Glancing at the gray jade slip in his hand, a trace of decisiveness flashed in his eyes, and his body moved, flying towards the altar, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and his body landed uncontrollably on the ground.

It was as if there was a palm in the sky that pressed him to the ground, making it impossible for him to fly.