Bai Wei nodded and said respectfully, "The disciple abstained." ”

Fourth Senior Sister, Zhao Xinmeng, this woman stared, looked at Wang Lin, and said softly: "Old Seven, if I abstain again, it will be too simple for you to obtain this title, you and I will fight today!"

Wang Lin's mind flashed the frightened gaze of Yun Daozi before, and he couldn't help but pause in his heart, and there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"Disciple, abstain!" Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked at Tianyunzi.

Tianyunzi was stunned, this kind of expression, this is almost the first time Wang Lin has seen it in him, Tianyunzi frowned, looked at Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice: "Why abstain!"

Zhao Xinmeng, too, the calm color on her face disappeared, revealing a trace of eccentricity, she looked at Wang Lin, and was silent.

In Wang Lin's mind, the frightened gaze of Yun Daozi before never dissipated, and when he heard Tianyunzi's words at this moment, he sank into a moment and said, "The disciple's cultivation is insufficient, and he can't snatch it with the fourth senior sister."

"Wang Lin!" Tianyunzi interrupted Wang Xuan's words, looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice:

"My disciple, don't be that kind of cowardly, you don't want to be bewitched, there are many distracting thoughts in your heart for no reason, you just need to remember, everything, go with your heart, I will give you half a pillar of incense time, you think about it carefully, if you still abstain, I will no longer persuade you!" Tianyunzi frowned, and after finishing speaking, his eyes swept and fell on the boss of the Huang family, Yundaozi, a trace of gloom in his eyes, flashed.

Yun Daozi noticed the gaze of the master, and suddenly trembled in his heart, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Tianyunzi's words fell on the ears of the disciples of the six lines of his family, and all of them set their eyes on Wang Lin, and their eyes were more surprised and re-examined.

Because in the eyes of these people, it is extremely rare to find a person who can comfort the master, except for the purple Sun Yun back then, this Wang Lin is the second!

The time of half a pillar of incense gradually passed, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he looked at Tianyunzi, and respectfully hugged his fists and said, "Disciple, just grab it once!"

Tianyunzi's eyes showed a look of relief, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Zhao Xinmeng, looking at Wang Lin, said softly: "Old Seven, let's start!" As she spoke, her body moved, and the whole person was like a phoenix dancing butterfly, and she retreated suddenly, opening a distance of dozens of zhang from Wang Lin.

Suddenly, one by one, purple stars appeared from nothingness, and around this woman's body, they could not leave.

Wang Lin stared at those star spots, on this celestial fortune star, in the fighting method, the magic weapon seems to be not used much, and the shot is a magic power, until today, although he has not fought many times, but no matter who it is, it is all with the magic power as the main means of attack.

But seeing those Xingzhen hovering beside Zhao Xinmeng, in the void of the index finger of the woman's right hand, all of them suddenly condensed towards her fingers, and almost in the blink of an eye, the woman's entire right hand was reflected in a thick purple.

Even her appearance was set off by purple at this moment, with a hint of strangeness.

"Old Seven, the way of senior sister, you have not known, today, I will tell you, my way, is the way of the demon shadow, all the magic powers in the world, as long as it is not too high beyond my cultivation, I only need to look at it once, although it can't be fully displayed, but more or less, you can imitate one or two! This technique is created by me imitating your magic finger, I call it, Purple Demon Hand!"

As he spoke, Zhao Xinmeng slapped his right hand forward into the void, and suddenly, the purple light surrounding his hand suddenly flashed out, detached from his hand, and with a whistling sound, he quickly galloped towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his body suddenly retreated, and at the same time, the index finger of his right hand was raised, and the immortal power in his body moved, and he suddenly reversed the tide, and suddenly, above the tip of Wang Lin's right finger, a ding, purple spark, appeared.

At the moment when Mars appeared, a monstrous demonic aura suddenly roared out and enveloped the surroundings.

, This son, is it really in line with the person of my luck back then, he once left me a sentence, my way is the way of heavenly luck, only by looking for someone who is in line with my luck way, I can have the possibility of taking the third step" Tianyunzi looked as usual, and his eyes stared slightly at Wang Lin's right index finger.

"If this son is true, then I, Tianyunzi, will fight again at all costs! Since I met him, in the past 30,000 years, I have failed countless times, and many of the original disciples have lost most of them at this moment, I am doing this, is it right or wrong" Tianyunzi looked at Wang Lin, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

"Demon Finger!" Wang Lin said in a low voice with a solemn gaze.

The purple spark above his index finger suddenly came out of his hand, flashed forward, and collided with Zhao Xinmeng's purple demon hand suddenly.

The purple star dots completely melted into the purple light, and a crackling sound suddenly dispersed from within it, and at this time, a strange change continued to evolve within it.

This slightest change did not last for a few breaths, and it immediately collapsed, but when I saw a purple aura, it frantically vented out from within it, turning into a wave of demonic energy in the sky, rumbling, and spreading out in all directions.

The magic power contained in this cathartic aura is several times higher than that contained in the King Lin Hua's magic finger, and it is obviously inverted after some strange change.

Zhao Xinmeng's body immediately retreated, her right hand slapped the storage bag, and an extra bead immediately appeared in her hand, her eyes showed a cunning color, and she spat out lightly, "Receive!"

As soon as these words came out, the magic power that spread all around suddenly sudden, and then, at a very fast speed, frantically swept towards the bead in Zhao Xinmeng's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the bead.

The originally white and flawless beads became pitch black at this moment, as if there was a ghost in it, exuding bursts of cold air.

"Old Seven, Senior Sister doesn't snatch the title of the Seventh Son of Heavenly Fortune from you, but the magic power after this alienation must belong to me!" Zhao Xinmeng took the bead and chuckled.

Wang Lin glanced at the bead, and said in a deep voice, "You create the purple devil hand, presumably just to bow me out of the magic finger, so as to absorb the magic power in it, senior sister, if you tell me directly, maybe the junior brother is not disgusted, but now, if you want to get that magic power, it is impossible!"

The moment Wang Lin's words came out, the pitch-black demonic qi in the bead in Zhao Xinmeng's hand suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared, and the pitch-black bead quickly turned white.

This magic power is not the real power of demon cultivation, but a trace of illusion that Wang Lin showed after reversing with his own immortal power, so that he can do whatever he wants, and he can collapse it with a single movement of his mind.

This kind of inverted immortal power can't be given to people, otherwise the other party will naturally be able to find out the real way to cultivate the Demon Finger under the research of the other party. Wang Lin once promised Situ Nan that these three killing moves would never be passed on!

Zhao Xinmeng's face sank, her eyebrows were furrowed, she glanced at the bead in her hand, and when she pinched it, the bead suddenly shattered, she looked up at Wang Lin, and said softly, "Old Seven, I just need a trace of magic from you, if you give it to me, I will immediately abstain from withdrawing, otherwise"

Wang Lin looked at Zhao Xinmeng, there was a slight relationship between him and this woman, but in general, they did not owe each other, and when they heard the words at this moment, Wang Lin said calmly, "Fourth Senior Sister, this favor, I can't help you!"

Zhao Fumeng looked at Wang Lin, and after Shaoba, he raised his right hand and spat out lightly, "Nine Turns Refining Immortal Technique!"

As soon as these words came out, a vast golden light immediately roared out from Zhao Xinmeng's body, and at the same time, her complexion was also shrouded in golden light, and it looked like it was full of a strange feeling.

Her right hand, at this moment, is even more like a golden cast, emitting bursts of golden light.

A metallic immortal power, suddenly, slowly condensed from his right hand, forming a golden vortex, which slowly rotated above his right hand.

1 turn x 2 turns x 3 turns x 4 turns x 5 turns...... , In total, after five turns, the golden whirlpool was stunned, and the three kings of Lin turned in reverse, his eyes flashed, and he raised his left hand, and in his hand, the power of the three golden immortals that was imprisoned suddenly burst out, condensing on the palm.

But I saw a whirlpool the size of a division, silently, appeared in Wang Lin's left hand, slowly rotating, flying two times x three turns!

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Dimeng's eyes, this nine-turn refining immortal technique, she handed it over to Wang Lin for only a few days, but the other party actually cultivated the power of three turns in this short period of time, which was beyond her imagination.

"Old Seven, the power of three turns, but it is useless to me!" Zhao Xinmeng's eyes were shocked and said flatly.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, and the immortal power in his body suddenly moved, one of them, along his left hand, directly integrated into the power of the three-turn golden immortal, in vain, the power of the three-turn shook suddenly, and it actually turned around again!

"Now, four turns!" Wang Lin said, and the immortal power in his body flew out again, frantically burrowing into his left hand.

Four turns of the power of the Golden Immortal, one turn again!

"Now, it's the fifth turn! Wang Lin's expression is still the same, but his body is suffering great pain, and the power of the golden immortal in his left hand is already a little uncontrollable, but Wang Lin's walking force is definitely not something that Zhao Xinmeng can imagine, after all, all the experiences of Vermilion Bird Star are disciples of a famous sect like Zhao Xinmeng, and it is impossible to encounter them in the yin life.

At this moment, in Zhao Xinmeng's opinion, Wang Lin's demeanor was as usual, his face was calm, and there was no clue at all.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, looked at Zhao Xinmeng, and said, "Do you want to see the power of my six-turn golden immortal?"

Zhao Xinmeng's face sank, looked at Wang Lin, and said slowly, "Even if you really have the power of six turns, you are not my opponent!"

Wang Lin laughed, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly the battle axe of the troll clan turned into a black light, flashed out, and floated directly into the void.

At the same time, Wang Lin flicked his wrist and fell to the side, slamming into a god car.

Add these two things, how about you!"