Yuan Feng took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zeng Niu, don't wave the battle between you and me, you don't retreat, withdraw thousands of miles away, and don't enter!"

The Avatar Cultivators of the Snowy Land withdrew one after another, they were arrogant when they came, and they were terrified when they retreated, this obvious contrast made many people's hearts full of bitterness and fear of Wang Lin.

The power of one word is already equivalent to that of an infant monk.

Wang Lin's body moved, and the whole person immediately took off in the air when he stepped under his feet, and bombarded Li Yuanfeng with a punch, but the fist edge did not arrive, but there was already a roaring momentum in the air.

"Li Yuanfeng, two years ago, today you and I have made a decision!" Wang Lin drank coldly, and the figure instantly came to Li Yuanfeng's body, and his fist fell suddenly.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were cloudy, his body stepped back, and his right hand slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a palm-sized black leather drum appeared in his hand.

The sound was very strange, not like a drum, but like the beating of the heart.

At the sound of the sound, Wang immediately noticed that his heart was beating and was pulled by a strange force, his expression was as usual, his eyes were cold, he snorted softly, and his right fist fell without stopping.

Li Yuan's face changed, and the small drum in his hand was louder and faster.

The king let out a low roar, and the strange force that drew his heart to beat suddenly collapsed, and he slammed his fist into the small drum.

"Boom"

Li Yuan sealed his body and retreated. The snare drum shattered. Turned to fly ashes.

Wang Lin's face was grim. Push forward.

"Li Yuanfeng. Is this the power of the infantile metamorphosis?" Wang Lin pursued. Said coldly.

Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin. There was a low roar as he retreated. His hands suddenly pressed to his chest. Suddenly, a crystal light spat out of his mouth.

This crystal light instantly became larger, turning into an ice and snow giant about ten feet high. Li Yuanfeng's body moved. The whole person disappeared into the ice giant.

The giant roared, and the sound went straight into the sky, rumbling in all directions.

Wang Lin's gaze was almost the same as the magic weapon used by the red butterfly back then, but it was slightly smaller.

In the midst of a huge roar, he stepped forward and suddenly collided with Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a strange light, the strength of the ancient god's physical body was only slightly defeated in the battle of the Heavenly Dao Messenger, and at this moment, facing this giant, Wang Lin laughed, his body rushed forward, and bombarded the giant.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

The sound of continuous fist strikes spread wildly, and the earth shattered as the two continued to fight, and the cracks in the sky became more and more as if they were about to collapse.

Every punch thrown, Wang Lin's gaze became colder, the strength of the three-star ancient god's body was already incredible, he didn't even feel pain, every punch, it was just a little itchy.

On the other hand, the giant that Li Yuanfeng turned into, after each punch, some fine cracks would appear on his body, and every punch would roar angrily and constantly retreat.

"Li Yuanfeng, today, you will die!" Wang Lin punched out,

"Bang"

Li Yuanfeng stepped back again, and his whole body was shattered more and more.

"Shattered!" Wang Lin shouted, and his body suddenly slammed out, directly bombarding the giant's chest.

There was a clattering sound all over the giant's body, and pieces of broken ice fell and finally collapsed completely. Li Yuanfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body flew out of it, his eyes were red, staring at Wang Lin, and he roared: "Zeng Niu, if it weren't for the old man's injury and not healing, how could he let you be so humiliated, and if the husband fought hard to cultivate and fell, he would kill you today!"

In addition to the artistic conception of the infant monk, it is the immortal power.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were gloomy, his hands pinched in front of him, and suddenly a strange force was frantically vented from his body, and pieces of tea appeared around Li Yuanfeng.

These tea leaves are crystal clear, and bursts of strange aromas spread around.

"Artistic conception materialization...... Wang Lin's eyes flashed, when he was exposed to Li Yuanfeng's artistic conception tea marks before, a thought rose in his heart, infant transformation monk, should be able to make his artistic conception no longer illusory, but can form substance.

At this moment, when I saw Li Yuanfeng's artistic conception attack, this guess immediately had an answer.

In fact, in the battle to find Li Yuanfeng, revenge is certainly the goal, but there is another reason that Wang Lin is preparing for his infant transformation period.

At the level of his cultivation, comprehending the Heavenly Dao is certainly one of the methods, but fighting against the infant transformation period is also a way to allow himself to have more understanding.

In addition, there is another reason, which is also the focus of Wang Lin's coming to the Snowy Country, that is, the clue about the broken arm phantom who claims to be Situ Nan!

Staring at the artistic conception of tea around Li Yuanfeng's body, Wang Lin took a deep breath, and the primordial gods in the body of the ancient gods immediately dispersed, communicating with heaven and earth, and suddenly, the entire sky that had been blocked by Li Yuanfeng seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible big hands, tearing open a gap, and a gray light came out of it frantically.

There were more and more gray rays, and eventually, a huge scroll that occupied most of the sky suddenly appeared.

The axis of life and death!

"If the doppelganger and the deity are combined, then whether the artistic conception also changes

Wang Lin thought of the reincarnation of the Battle Heaven Dao back then, and the body of the deity was formed~

His heart moved, and suddenly, in the center of his eyebrows, three star points that had disappeared since the fusion quickly appeared, turning rapidly, and then, behind him, a huge figure slowly appeared.

This phantom figure held his head to the sky, his feet on the ground, and immediately after he appeared, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the scroll of the cycle of life and death above the sky, and stretched out his horizontal arms.

This strange scene made Li Yuanfeng stunned, looking at the sky in a daze, speechless for a long time. Although he had long known that the artistic conception of this Zeng Niu was life and death, he suddenly saw the phantom of the giant at this moment, and his heart couldn't help but waver.

"This ...... What kind of mood is this!!"

Wang Lin took a deep breath, he didn't expect that the phantom of the ancient god and the artistic conception of the doppelganger could be so combined, and his mind moved, and his right hand pointed towards Li Yuanfeng.

The huge phantom in the sky, the shaft in his hand shook, and suddenly a gray gas spread out from it, actually forming a translucent phantom like a heavenly messenger, this phantom could not see the face clearly, the whole body was completely composed of gray gas, it immediately flew downward after it appeared, rushing towards Li Yuanfeng.

A sense of crisis when Sun Tai Xianlei was chasing back then suddenly rose in Li Yuanfeng's heart, and he didn't hesitate and shouted: "Tea Realm!"

Suddenly, the tea marks around him quickly became larger, and the camellia flowers were actually formed to rotate around, and the strange aroma became stronger and stronger.

The gray phantom suddenly came, and collided with those tea marks in a rush, and silently, the phantom dissipated, but those tea marks also collapsed.

This kind of collapse was completed in an instant, almost in the blink of an eye, all the tea marks around Li Yuanfeng's body dissipated, as if they had never appeared, and the artistic conception that shrouded the surroundings disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Wang Lin felt that the Yuan Shen was weak for a while, as if some kind of power had been withdrawn, and the reincarnation of life and death in the sky dissipated, along with the huge phantom, and slowly dispersed.

Li Yuan's cover was pale, his body shook, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You're not in the late stage of the transformation of the gods...... Your artistic conception has actually reached the ...... of infant transformation" Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, his face was pale, but his eyes were full of madness.

"Immortal power!" Li Yuanfeng ignored the suppressed injuries in his body, mobilized the immortal power, and there were many immortal power crystals in his hands, a trace of immortal power, surging wildly in his body.

It can absorb fairy power and use it, which is the typical standard of infantile degeneration.

At this moment, Li Yuanfeng mobilized all the immortal power in his body, and a huge coercion was frantically vented on his body.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, his right hand slapped the storage bag, and suddenly the soul banner was in his hand, and countless souls roared out with a shake, forming a dense black qi in front of him.

At the same time, the forbidden flag also appeared in his hand, waving the next forbidden qi roar, and at this moment, from a distance, Wang Lin's body was completely shrouded in swirling black mist, like a hurricane.

Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, showing a sinister smile, pinching his hands, and suddenly, fist-sized ice balls appeared around his body, this is the simplest spell, almost everyone in the snow region monks knows it.

However, at this moment, these ice hockey balls contain the power that can destroy the world.

"Zeng Niu, suffer death!" Li Yuanfeng shouted, his hands suddenly pushed forward, and suddenly, the ice ball beside him immediately shook, and flew towards Wang Lin frantically.

The soul and forbidden qi, as soon as they touched this ice ball, did not stagnate at all, and quickly dissipated and turned into green smoke.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with bright light, and he could feel that there was immortal power contained in these ice hockey balls, but the number was scarce.

"Look at how strong this ice hockey ball with a trace of fairy power is!" he moved, rushing out of the black mist as fast as lightning, and with a low roar, his right fist burst out, bombarding a puck with a hockey ball.

"Boom"

There was an earth-shattering sound, and the entire Snowy Land Country and even countless neighboring countries around it felt a huge bombardment sound, which reverberated violently. The land of the entire snowy country shattered wildly at this moment, and the thick layer of snow also collapsed.

Wang Lin's body quickly retreated, his right fist trembled slightly, and bursts of frost surged on his fist, but in an instant, it disappeared.

"If I reach the infant transformation stage, I can control the immortal power, and there is an inflow of immortal power in the soul flag, and the soul power in it will definitely increase greatly, and similarly, the forbidden qi of the forbidden flag contains immortal power, and these two magic weapons will definitely be countless times stronger than before.

Even if the immortal sword is infused with immortal power, it will definitely exert great power, and it is definitely a world of difference from before!" At this moment, Wang Lin was looking forward to the arrival of the infant transformation period like never before, and his eyes flashed with a strong light.

"Zeng Niu, give me death!" Li Yuanfeng's eyes were red, his green tendons were rising, and his face showed a hideous look, but his body trembled slightly, which was a sign of immortal overdraft.

After all, he didn't cultivate to infancy by himself, and under the forcible ascension, the immortal power that could be mobilized in his body was still too little. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to qidian, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)