Immortal Rebellion Chapter 372 Huoyun Village

Months. , Wang Lin accumulated some dry food. got up and carried it on his back. Accompanied. Out of the village.

This moment. He suddenly thought about 500 years ago. He was not chosen by the Hengyue faction. Also in the middle of the night. Quietly ran away from home. Outcome. This one goes. Fate unfolds. 5 years.

He sighed softly. Walk into the distance.

He didn't know where he was. I was teleported by the teleportation array. There's no time to know where you are. Now. I just want to find a spiritual vein. So that you can be nourished by the spiritual veins. Possess a trace of spiritual power. So as to find a way to crack the artistic conception and seal.

Late at night. The cold wind is blowing. Wang Lin's body couldn't help but tremble. He thought bitterly. How many years have I had. There is no such feeling of being truly mortal. Even if it was turned into a year. Also now. It's a million times better.

Along the way, Wang Lin walked every way. You will be out of breath. Sit down and rest. Naturally, the speed is extremely slow. Seven days later. He is still on the official road.

Although he said that he had no spiritual power. But the feeling is there. On the road. He came across places with spiritual powers. Pity. These are the parties. No matter how he accepts. The body still can't produce half a point.

"Perhaps. Only in some of the monastery sects of the mountain gates. Only then can you find the place where the spiritual power is rich. Wang Lin thought bitterly.

It's just that. Xiuzhenmen. With his current body. How can I get in......

Wang Lin sighed secretly. Look at the sky. A hint of desperation. The ones poured up. But immediately. This despair was forcibly suppressed by his firmness. He took a deep breath. muttered to himself, "The Troll Clan of the Snowy Country." I, Wang Lin, will never give up. There will come a day. They're on my species. I'm going to pay it back tenfold and hundredfold!"

His gaze was determined. Get up. Keep walking.

But. At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was heard from behind. The voice roared. It was particularly harsh in the silence of the night. Almost at the same time as the sound of horses' hooves sounded. A dark horse. Come. Immediately sat a strong man. The temples of these men were all bulging high. 1. The color of murder. When passing by Wang Lin's side. One of them was a big man with a scar on his face. Suddenly, he pulled the reins of the horse and glanced at Wang Lin intently. laughed and said, "Haha, what an ugly boy." What a cash cow!" he said. Bend over and stretch out your hand. Immediately grabbed Wang Lin's clothes. Hold him in your hands.

"Ma Lao Si. What are you doing?" cheered from the front.

"Boss. I caught the ugly kid who shook the tree. Broke his leg and put it in front of the Tianwei dart car to block the road. It's better than using your own brother. The scarred man smiled. The spurs under his feet moved. The horses immediately galloped forward.

"Boss. Look!" After the big man caught up. Raising his hand, Wang Lin smiled.

Wang Lin's eyes were closed. Anger in the heart. Not long since. A few mortal martial arts people. You can humiliate him at will.

Horses ahead. There was a large man with an extremely burly figure. He glared at Wang Lin. Nodding his head and saying, "Okay." Take it with you."

A line of eighteen horses. The whistling faded away.

At a fork in the road three miles away, the men pulled the reins of their horses and stopped. Spread out from each other and bring up a cotton cover at the mouth of the horse. Spread around. Hide.

These people are extremely skilled. Apparently a permanent officer.

In the blink of an eye. Only the scarred man was left holding Wang Lin and standing in the original.

"Little Six. Take my brother's away!" the scarred man finished. A skinny man immediately came out of the way. Leading the horse and disappearing into the surrounding dense forest.

"Boy. You're out of luck!" the man with the scar looked at Wang Lin. Laughed. Raise your right hand. He took off Wang Lin's chin. Then he let out a low sigh. Two fingers on Wang Lin's legs and shoulders to count the dots.

But listen to a few clicks. The king's leg bones and shoulder bones. Immediately shattering the sharp pain came. Bean-sized sweat broke out on Wang Lin's forehead. His eyes were fixed on the scarred man. Staring at it deadly. The look of his other party. Keep it in mind.

The scarred man snorted. He took out a packet of foam from his bosom. Cautiously collapsed at Wang Lin's wound. Then his body moved. Dig into the jungle. Disappear.

Wang Lin fell on the face. A killing machine. Brewing slowly. He this. Never been treated like this. It's just that. His current body. It's too weak. Gradually. Passed out in a coma.

Time passes slowly. An hour later. Far: There was the sound of a carriage crumbling. Gradually, it is getting closer and closer.

That's when it happened. Suddenly, the carriages stopped. A fast horse galloped in. He is a handsome young man. He stopped in front of Wang Lin. I glanced down. Turning around, he shouted, "Darthead." It's a dead body!"

After speaking. He rolled over and dismounted. Kick down. Kick Wang Lin to the side of the road. Then get on the horse. Back in the convoy.

Motorcade. Go ahead again. Just as I passed by where Wang Lin was before. Suddenly, torches lit up all around. Suddenly. A long laugh. Zhou came.

"Tianwei Dart Bureau. You think it's a detour. Lao Tzu won't rob it? To give

|bar!" shouted. Coming from within the jungle. Followed by. Eighteen Hans. Walked out.

At the moment when the torch is lit. Those pills on Wang Lin's body. It melts immediately. A colorless and odorless breath. Spread. In the blink of an eye. The entire convoy was covered.

"Fire Cloud Poison!" exclaimed. Coming from inside the convoy. Followed by. The dart head of the convoy. One by one, I immediately felt sore. Weakness.

"That's right. This is exactly the poison that our Fire Cloud Eighteen Wings are dedicated to. Hey. Poison with blood. Fire to start today. None of you can run!"

A massacre. Start here. It took less than half a column of incense. The entire fleet of darts. Most of them have been killed.

Screaming. This ups and downs. In the glow of torches. The eighteen wicked men. It's extremely hideous. One by one. The slaughter began.

"Haha. Eldest brother. And three of them! This time it's enough for us to go back and have fun. "The man with the scar. Cut off a human head with a single sword. Grab a young woman from the carriage. This young woman is quite beautiful. Just screaming at the moment. Pale face. There was a look of fear in his eyes.

The scarred man laughed. Touch the young woman. A few lewd laughs. Carry the young woman on his back. Let the young woman fight behind her back.

Then. Immediately there were two more big men. Swift coming. Grab the two ladies from the carriage. Haha laughing. There was a long howl. Horses hiding in the jungle. Coming one after another. The big man with an extremely burly figure. A brocade box was taken out of a carriage. Open it and take a look. Immediately smiled with satisfaction: "Brothers." Gone!"

These people are on board. In the midst of the three women's weeping. It's about to leave.

The scarred man carried less. Past Wang Lin's side. Laughing: "Boss." This kid still has a breath, it's better to take it away. Raise it for a few days and use it next time. ”

The burly man nodded. Ride away. The man with the scar kicked Wang Lin up. Caught by another person. The crowd roared away. Disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. All that remained were the dead bodies on the face. It emitted a bloody aura. At the beginning of the morning, when the sun rises. Eighteen people came to a mountain peak. Halfway up the mountain. There is a huge stockade. It says three big.

"Fire!"

"The big boss is back. Mountain Gate!"

The cottage gate rumbled. is opened. Eighteen people roared out at once. Suddenly. The whole cottage immediately became lively. The big man with the scar grabbed the young woman in his hand. Turn over and dismount. Laughing: "Boss." I'm going to be merry first!" he said. He immediately slipped into a house. It didn't take long. A woman's screams were heard from within.

These big men are obviously used to it. They laughed. As for the other two female dependents. They were also taken away.

Wang lin. It was thrown into the back of the cottage: the water cage.

There was darkness in front of me. No light. There was also no sound. Feet empty. It seems to be floating in the dark.

The body is suspended. Weak swaying in the dark. Wang Lin moved his swollen head. A pang of pain in the limbs hit. It was as if a burning flame passed through the flesh.

Wang Lin opened his eyes. Toru came to his senses.

A faint scream was heard in the distance. When passing here. It's already extremely slight. It's just that. In the midst of this quiet darkness. The aftermath of that cry still reverberates. It's been a long time.

After losing the spiritual power, the original god collapsed. Wang Lin's eyes. It's no longer as penetrating as it used to be. It was pitch black all around. He realized that he was trapped in a small space. His arms were bound with ropes. The whole body hangs. Soak in ice-cold water. The water that does not see the color soaks all the way down to the lower part of the neck. It exudes a disgusting watery smell. The water flows. From time to time, there are waves that rise slightly. Splash on the mouth and nose. and soak the wounds of his body.

Wang Lin held his breath. Hold your head high. It's like being sealed in a well. When the distant cries echoed and disappeared. Fourth, it is quiet as if in a tomb.

"The monk who has lost everything. Originally. than mortals. It's better to—" Wang Lin's eyes were calm. A trace of unwilling anger. Hidden very deep, very deep.

The king who called for wind and rain back then. It's gone. The rest. It's just that I've lost my spiritual power. Collapsed Genshin. A mortal with no power to restrain the power of a chicken. He even had storage bags. None of them can be opened.

Now. Storage bags have also been lost. It was obviously taken away by those martial arts people.

At this time. In the sky above Huoyun Village. Willow eyebrows. In a flash. She didn't even look down. She knew it at all. The one who is seeking. It's in the middle of the mountain.

Wang Lin was silent. But his eyes. But it's getting brighter and brighter. Inside this water prison. He noticed it immediately. Spiritual power here. Compared to the outside world, after he left the village. Anything encountered. All have to be full-bodied.

This spiritual power. It's not from the mountains. It's in the water!