In a certain level of cultivation of the Finch Star, a sloppy old man who was gnawing on a chicken leg coughed a few times, swallowed the chicken in his mouth, and looked up in the direction of the Vermilion Bird Country, his face was gloomy as water, and he stood up and was about to leave, but then, he slowly sat down again.

His face was extremely ugly, and he muttered to himself: "Senior brother, you and I have been fighting all our lives, do you want to continue fighting when you and I are about to die...... The name of Suzaku, I lost back then, and I gave it to you...... But don't go too far! This Wang Lin, since he can come back from the fairy realm alive, he is the person I have chosen, and if you destroy him, I will destroy the dry wind!"

He threw the chicken leg in his hand, his eyes flashing slightly.

"But if this Wang Lin treats the junior of Liu Mei as a furnace, how likely is this...... Senior brother, I want to see if your disciple is better at chess, or if the person I choose is better, it's also interesting!"

Wang Lin was in the mosquito beast, closed his eyes and meditated, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and sighed secretly.

"The physical injury is good, but the damage to the Yuan Shen is a bit troublesome, and in this Vermilion Bird Country, I always have a sense of crisis, this feeling will never be wrong!"

"Red Butterfly's injuries should be the same as mine; Not much, but she seems to have realized that after the retreat, she will definitely break through, if I can't reach the late stage of the transformation of the gods, when we meet again, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist. ”

Wang Lin was pondering, and suddenly his face changed, and the mosquito beast under him immediately stopped and looked around in confusion.

"Dou Zhuan!" A vicissitudes of life voice suddenly came from the void, and then, a huge formation immediately appeared in the sky.

Without hesitation, the king slapped the mosquito beast and put it away, and in a flash, his body teleported out, but a hundred miles away, his body slammed and was bounced out.

Followed by. The sky and ground map moved. A huge force. Venting frantically from within, Lin was frightened, and his body was immediately sucked up. Flying towards the formation like a rainbow.

In the blink of an eye. His figure. and disappeared into the picture.

The array slowly dissipated. A white-haired old man appeared in mid-air and muttered, "Snowy Country." This time we owe the old man a favor!"

Person. It was the person who sat next to Gongsun Po that day. He. It's the Elder of Foreign Affairs of the Heavenly Jade Sect!

The extreme north of the Suzaku Continent. It's a desolate place. At this moment, a huge map of the earth suddenly appeared in the sky. Then a figure was thrown out of the formation and fell.

Wang Lin's body was still in mid-air. He jumped to his feet and looked around cautiously. Then his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

In front of him is a middle-aged man with a set of tables and chairs in front of him, and a set of tea sets.

At this moment, he sat in a chair, held a teacup, blew it, took a sip, raised his head and said with a smile: "Zeng Niu Xiao, Li Yuanfeng, the sect master of the Snowy Domain, will take your life for the red butterfly!"

"Babies become old monsters!" Wang Lin recognized the other party's cultivation at a glance, and his heart couldn't help but become even more gloomy. Without saying a word, he tore his right hand in the void, intending to tear the space and escape with the star compass.

In the face of the old monster in the infant transformation period, Wang Lin knew that he could not resist and could only escape!

But immediately, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a trace of frost, in the past, with his cultivation, it was easy to tear open a spatial crack, but now, with all his strength, he couldn't tear open this space.

This has nothing to do with the reduction of his cultivation, after all, even if it is reduced, he now has the cultivation of the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and it is absolutely impossible for him to tear apart the spatial crack.

The middle-aged man who was drinking tea put down the teacup, shook his head and said, "Little guy, in order to prevent you from escaping, this place has been imprisoned, and without the spatial crack, your star compass will be abandoned." ”

Wang Lin didn't say a word, he turned around and was about to teleport, but immediately, the color of frost in his eyes was even stronger, teleporting, unusable!

Star compass, useless. Teleportation, useless. The other party obviously knows himself very well, so he lays a net to not leave himself the slightest chance to escape.

Wang Lin stepped on his feet and galloped backwards.

The middle-aged man poured another cup of tea unhurriedly, blew lightly, took a sip, put down the teacup casually and stood up, shook his head and said: "If this sect master doesn't make a move, once he makes a move, he won't relax his vigilance because you are in the god transformation stage, Zeng Niu, this time, you are dead." ”

He moved, flew forward, and followed Wang Lin from a distance.

Wang Lin's speed is as fast as this person's speed, and he is not in a hurry to chase it, but has been holding it behind like a cat and a mouse.

Wang Lin's heart became more and more gloomy, he slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately took out a jade slip, and as soon as he spit out his spiritual power, the jade slip suddenly emitted blue fire, which burned in an instant and dissipated.

"Sun Tai, come quickly!" Wang Lin sighed inwardly.

It didn't take long for him to suddenly stop, and in front of him, three people were standing.

These three people, all wearing black robes, covering their faces, the middle one, stepped forward, and suddenly, there was a huge coercion between heaven and earth.

"It's a baby change again!" Wang Lin felt bitter in his heart.

At this time, the middle-aged man was already chasing

Outside of Baizhang, he said with a smile: "Zeng Niu is small, don't run, today, period!"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed towards Wang Lin, and suddenly, a whirlwind appeared in front of him, with a whistling sound, and rushed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's body retreated quickly, his right hand stretched out, the fairy sword in his hand, and slashed forward. The sword flashed wildly in the roar, and the whirlwind shook and dissipated slightly, and the sword light penetrated the whirlpool and galloped towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of mockery, and his big hand grabbed it in front of him, and suddenly, the sword was immediately grabbed by him, pinched, and collapsed.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, his entire right hand was a little numb at the moment.

Wang Lin sighed again in his heart, in order to lower, the spiritual power was chaotic, and after the Yuan Shen was damaged, even the power of this fairy sword could not be used to the performance of the battle with the red butterfly.

Wang Lin gritted his teeth, turned around and fled again.

At this moment, the black-robed cultivator snorted lightly, and his body moved, as fast as thunder, and instantly chased Wang Lin and patted him lightly behind him.

Wang Lin snorted miserably, and only had time to condense the only remaining spiritual power in his body behind him, and the fairy sword in his hand was even more in front of him, but his body was still hit by a strong force, and he was suddenly thrown out quickly, falling hundreds of feet away, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, including some internal organ fragments.

Wang Lin's face was like ashes, and he was injured.

The old man grabbed it with his big hand, and the fairy sword broke away from Wang Lin's hand, and he took it in his hand, took a closer look, and said in a deep voice: "It's a good sword! There is actually a sword soul in it, not bad!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "This sword belongs to you, and the little flag that can cause a catastrophe will belong to me." ”

The black-robed old man laughed and said, "Okay, there is that star compass, it is originally my clan's thing, I want to take it!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Be like this." ”

Wang Lin struggled to stand up, his legs trembled slightly, this was not his intention, but the injury was too serious.

His face was gloomy, he stared at the black-robed old man, and said word by word: "Troll clan!"

The black-robed old man simply pulled off the robe on his head, revealing his true face, this person's hair was gray, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as bright as the moon.

He looked at Wang Lin and said with a smile: "Zeng Niuxiao, the old man is indeed a member of the Troll Clan, you robbed the Star Compass of the young patriarch of my clan in the fairy world back then, I will take it today, I hope you don't mind!"

Wang Lin's eyes were gloomy, his right hand trembled and took out the pill from the storage bag, swallowed it in one gulp in front of the two infant transformation stage monsters, and said calmly: "The two infant transformation stage old monsters shot at the same time, just to take the life of the next, such an honor, remember it in my heart!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, nodded and said, "That's right, it should be so, even if you die, you should leave with a smile, as for those magic weapons of yours, the old man is very interested." As he spoke, he gave his right hand again.

This time, an arm-thick aura suddenly flew out of the middle-aged man's hand, and instantly came to Wang Lin's side, and in a flash, a roar came from him.

The spiritual power in Wang Lin's body has recovered somewhat, his right hand flipped, the forbidden flag was in his hand, and with a shake, the forbidden qi immediately roared out, forming layers of black mist in front of him, blocking the spiritual energy.

But listening to the sound of the voice, the forbidden qi dissipated one by one, and in the end, the aura was dissolved.

"What a small flag, I'm going to study it carefully!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he looked at the forbidden flag in Wang Lin's hand, and said with a smile.

In his view, this time, this Zeng Niu will die, and if the two infant monks can't kill a mere incarnation stage, it will never be possible.

Wang Lin's face turned even paler, a trace of despair, and his heart swelled, the deity must not come, needless to say that the distance is too far now, even if it is not far, it cannot appear, otherwise, he will really die today.

Stalling for time and waiting for Sun Tai, this is the only way!

But now, the spiritual power in his body has been completely exhausted the moment he waved the forbidden flag, and at this time, there is no longer any spiritual power.

The middle-aged man raised his right hand and was about to make another point, when a black-robed man standing next to the old monster of the Troll Clan's infant transformation period suddenly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Ancestor, please let the juniors take action and personally kill this person to avenge the revenge of the year!"

The middle-aged man lowered his hand and looked at the Troll Ancestor.

Old Ancestor glanced at the black-robed man and nodded.

The black-robed man immediately turned around and pulled off his hood, he was the tiger!

Qi Hu's eyes were calm, his body moved, turned into an afterimage, and flew towards Wang Lin.

"Tiger!" Wang Lin held the forbidden flag in his hand, and his eyes showed a complicated color.

"Zeng Niu, suffer death!" Qi Hu snorted, but his gaze flashed with a strange light, and his right hand slapped forward, and immediately a wave of spiritual power roared out.

Wang Lin looked at the tiger's gaze, and his heart moved.

The roaring spiritual power did not have any attack power, but immediately drilled into Wang Lin's body, and suddenly, Wang Lin's body consumed all the spiritual power, and it instantly became sufficient.