Went straight to the eighteen heads of the poor who had just escaped from the predicament, the middle-aged man-like head who had insisted on chasing and killing Wang Lin before, this killing aura was too fast, and it was approaching in an instant. It landed on the skull with a thud.

Under this crazy impact, Naji's poor body couldn't help but be stunned. Wang Lin didn't have time to see the results of the battle, his body galloped back, and in a blink of an eye, he approached the whirlpool, and stepped in.

At the moment when his figure disappeared, he glanced back in Ji Qian's direction, but he chuckled in his heart.

The middle-aged man-like head on the eighteen branches of Na Ji Poor, two black blood flowed from his eyes, but other than that, there was no damage! Ji Qian's body trembled, and all eighteen heads suddenly lifted, and they roared far beyond the previous countless times. This time, it's really angry!

The roaring sound echoed, and even the whirlpool where Wang Lin was located seemed to be unstable, Na Ji took a step forward, and instantly came to the whirlpool, and the moment Wang Lin disappeared, his body also got into it. The first level of the land of the ancient gods is divided into gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and Wang Lin entered the earth pass that year, and risked killing Meng Huozi in it. But now what he has entered is Jinguan.

As soon as he walked out of the whirlpool, what immediately appeared in front of Wang Lin was a place like a grave of swords! On the ground, a broken sword was stuck alone on the ground, and at a glance it was densely packed, in this boundless world, the number of swords was incalculable. A sorrow of the sword, in this quiet world, exudes the smell of loneliness.

Wang Lin didn't have time to observe the surroundings, and immediately rushed forward after appearing, at the same time, his right eye flickered, and the thunder light spread out and filled the surroundings of his body, turning into arc-shaped electric light surrounding, looking from a distance, Wang Lin at this moment seemed to reappear as the former thunder immortal!

He didn't stop at all, and when he rushed out, his right hand flew a little faster behind him, and suddenly the thunder light on his whole body seemed to have found catharsis, and he roared and went straight behind him.

At this moment, the gloomy sky in the distance behind Wang Lin was distorted, and the angry Ji Poor body in the ripple echo stepped out, and crashed head-on into Wang Lin's cathartic thunder.

The roaring sound echoed through the tomb of the sword, and the thunder fell, causing Ji Qiao's angry roar to spread, and despite the power of the thunder, seventeen pairs of blood-red eyes among the eighteen heads stared at Wang Lin and chased after him again.

It's just that Wang Lin's thunderous power should not be underestimated, and it continued to fall on Ji Poor, making it impossible to fully unfold at all, this scene is as if Gu Poor is crossing the Heavenly Tribulation, and Wang Lin has become a messenger of Heavenly Dao!

Wang Lin flew at a gallop in front of him, his hands kept pinching, and the thunder light flashed from his fingertips, conjured out from all directions, and fell directly on Ji Qian.

Ji Qian roared continuously, and the eighteen heads continued to have spells coming out, turning into countless magical powers and heading straight to Wang Lin, at this moment, in front of Wang Lin, a black cloud appeared out of thin air, but a black tongue rushed out of it, and went straight to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's face was slightly pale, his eyes flickered with cold light, and with a grasp of the void in his right hand, the technique of exhaling the wind suddenly rose, enveloping most of the sky, and four black dragons appeared, heading straight for the black tongue.

The violent roar echoed, the sky impact spread out in a circle, Wang Lin's body flashed, bypassing the impact and flying forward again, pinching the trick with his right hand, the thunder continued to vent out again, and a sea of fire filled the surroundings, with the thunder gone.

Ji Qi roared with a blue man's head and eyes showing coldness, and opened his mouth to spit forward, but a blue light was permeated, and in a blink of an eye, a piece of water vapor appeared in front of it. As soon as this water vapor appeared, it immediately swelled, and in an instant, a piece of sea water appeared out of thin air, sweeping down, as if a sea had appeared in the sky.

At the moment when Wang Lin's thunder and flames roared and pierced into the seawater, Ji Qian's child-like head suddenly spit out a cold breath.

This cold air is like a yin wind, after blowing out, it seems that the world is trembling, shrouded in a cold air, and the sea water is even more clicking, but it is the sea water that fills most of today's sky, and it instantly turns into a glacier, all frozen!

The thunder inside was also frozen in it, and the endless flames were also immediately surrounded by ice cubes and motionless.

If that's all, it's not shocking, but under the cold air, the ice seems to be able to appear out of thin air, and in the echo of the click, Wang Lin immediately clearly felt the cold air around him, and all his positions in front and back, left and right, up and down, actually faintly showed signs of ice in a moment.

Wang Lin has fought all his life, how rich his experience is, at this moment, he is not chaotic at all, the red light flashes all over his body in his calmness, and immediately the armor of the Vermilion Bird suddenly conjures out of his body, and when he wraps his whole body, the white Vermilion Bird surrounds his body, and in the sound of the Vermilion Bird, Wang Lin's whole body suddenly rises with white flames, and he will rush down, and directly crash into the ice that is frozen in front of him. The sound of thudding immediately rose into the air, and before the ice could touch Wang Lin, it immediately melted rapidly, causing Wang Lin to rush out all the way, breaking through all the ice and rushing out!

Rushing out of the ice, Wang Lin raised his right hand, and suddenly the thunder appeared again, but this time, he did not blast the thunder to Ji Qiang, who was approaching madly not far away, but walked towards the grave of the sword on the ground below.

In an instant, the thunder fell to the ground, with a loud bang, which made the thunder scatter and spread to a remnant sword, and the sword body flowed with electric light, which was constantly diffuse, almost instantly, the ground was thousands of feet in circumference, and any remnant sword was all flashing with electric light.

With a low shout, Wang Lin raised his hands upwards fiercely, and at the moment when Ji Qian was approaching less than a hundred zhang, a remnant sword on the ground was pulled by thunder in a sword roar, and they rose from the ground one after another!

The cold light in Wang Lin's eyes flickered, Na Ji Fen moved to kill him, and in the same way, Wang Lin at this moment also moved to kill this entangled Ji Poor!

It's just that, with his cultivation, it would be very difficult to kill this poor man! If it weren't for his speed, I'm afraid that at this moment, he would have already been chased by this fierce beast and devoured alive.

Although he came here as a clone at this moment, he had all his cultivation, and even if he died, it would not affect his body on the moon, but Wang Lin's purpose here was to take a look at Tuosen's strength, and if he was killed here, he would not accept it.

At this moment, the flying sword of the earth poison rushed out, heading straight for Ji Qian, Wang Lin's body quickly retreated, and thunder appeared in both hands at the same time, roaring towards the sword grave below, every time the thunder light fell, it would make the thunder light of the sword of a thousand zhang rise from the ground.

As Wang Lin's figure became faster and faster, almost in the blink of an eye, all the remnant swords with a radius of tens of thousands of miles rose into the air, and the electric light on the sword body surrounded, densely packed and almost formed a sword net, and the sound of the sword qi in the roar was earth-shattering, even replacing the thunder, and even overpowering Ji Qiang's roar. There are no words to describe the scene in front of you, only the word sword rain!

There were still rusty stains on the countless remnant swords, but at this moment, in the thunder light, these rust stains fell off one by one, and in the blink of an eye, what was in front of Wang Lin's eyes was a piece of silver light, and they all rushed towards Ji Qian in the roar.

This flying sword is getting faster and faster, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the thunder light is scattered, and Ji Qiang rushes frantically from all directions, Ji Qiang roared again and again, and the eighteen heads burst out of the spell in unison, and his body and hands were even more like monks, and with the spells of the eighteen heads, there were black flashing marks outside the other bodies.

There were more and more of these marks, and they appeared faster and faster, and in an instant, it seemed to form a light shield, enveloping its whole body, and at the same time, the sword rain rushed in. Bang bang!

A flying sword frantically hit the light mask, these flying swords under the thunder light, burst out of amazing power, and there is a kind of momentum that will not be headed, falling on the light mask, if the light mask is not broken, the sword body is broken!

One by one, the flying swords collapsed, turning into countless fragments and scattering, but more flying swords pierced through the fragments and rushed towards the light mask again, a process that lasted for dozens of breaths!!

The light mask gradually trembled, and finally the black light flickered, and there were even signs of collapse, but the sword body was becoming less and less, but how could Wang Lin let this kind of thing happen, his body immediately retreated as early as the sword rain rushed away, his hands flashed with thunder, and he continued to fall towards the farther earth.

Almost at the moment when the first wave of flying swords all collapsed, farther away, the second wave of flying swords, covering the sky and covering the clouds.

But at this moment, an angry roar came from the light mask, and the light mask immediately became transparent, revealing a flame inside, but it was the middle-aged man-like head of the eighteen branches of Naji Poor with black blood flowing from his eyes, and a large flame erupted from his mouth, and the color of this flame was not red, but gold!

This golden flame rushed out of the light shield and spread out wildly, and the high temperature contained in it was enough to melt all flying swords! Seeing the flames disperse, Wang Lin was not surprised and rejoiced, and the hesitation in his eyes flashed, and immediately became unswerving! "God-given opportunity!" Wang Lin Zuori's flames suddenly dispersed, surrounding his whole body, and said in a low voice: "Nine Xuan Divine Powers, Fire Escape!"

Where there is fire, there is no boundary! Wang Lin's whole person turned into fire, and suddenly disappeared under the rush forward, but when he appeared, it was three feet in front of Ji Qian's body, in that golden sea of fire.

As soon as his body appeared, he immediately felt the high temperature that even he couldn't bear, but he gritted his teeth and retreated forward again! This time, he walked a foot above the middle-aged man's head!

Wang Lin's eyes were full of murderous intent, and when his right hand was raised, an iron sword suddenly appeared in his hand! There were large rust marks on this iron sword, and at the moment it appeared, the Jinguan Sword Tomb in this ancient god land, within countless ranges, all the flying swords were all in unison! The Yuan Force in Wang Lin's body frantically rushed into the iron sword, and the sword light flashed, turning into an earth-shattering and amazing sword!

A sword fell, blood was shining, Naji was struggling with pain, it had eighteen heads, and suddenly there was one, and a bloodshot appeared on the neck, and the middle-aged man-like head showed disbelief in his eyes...... Fall off and fall downward.

Without any pause, retracting his sword, Wang Lin rushed out, escaped by fire, grabbed the severed head, appeared thousands of feet away, and galloped away without looking back.