Wang Lin glanced at the man in green shirt indifferently, this person is in the middle stage of pure nirvana, although his appearance is handsome, but there is a gloom hidden between his eyebrows, and the two companions behind him are both monks of pure nirvana chulin, and the position where these two people are standing also has some clues. The two of them had already spread out when the man in the green shirt spoke before, surrounding left and right, surrounding Wang Lin in the middle.

It's just that as Wang Lin looked at it, except for the green-shirted man's expression that did not change as usual, the other two early stage monks of Pure Nirvana had constricted their pupils in their eyes, and they actually showed nervousness and jealousy.

Retracting his gaze, Wang Lin didn't even look at the man in the green shirt, and walked to the old man's stall sitting cross-legged not far away, the middle-aged man who had just bargained with the old man had already let go, not only him, but also some monks around him saw the subtlety of this place, and scattered their positions one after another. The old man in this stall looked calm, rolled his eyelids, and swept towards Wang Lin who came over. "How many Daoyou Yuanjing are there?" Wang Lin asked very casually, his eyes swept silently over the jade pendant on the waist of the old man sitting cross-legged. "Not much, only one, but the old man only needs the fairy jade, and he doesn't want any other items. The old man's face twitched and smiled. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, his lips moved, and the thought entered the old man's mind. The old man was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Lin for a long time, and showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Wang Lin grabbed the void with his right hand, and immediately a storage crack appeared in front of him, reached in, and took out a storage bag. Although it is said that the Pure Nirvana monk can do without a storage bag, he often chooses this item for concealment when trading. Erasing the divine sense on the storage bag and returning to the old man, Wang Lin said calmly: "This is the deposit." "

The old man took the storage bag, swept his mind carefully, glanced at Wang Lin with great meaning, pondered for a moment, stood up and collected the stall, and said in a deep voice: "Within three days, I will go to you." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he paused, looked back at Wang Lin, and let out a hint of divine thought. "Daoist friend act decisively, old man Ouyang Long, make you this friend! That green-shirted man Yang Yu is the third disciple of the head of the sixth-order Demon Cong Dao, Daoist friend handle it carefully. ”

With a divine thought, the old man left in a hurry, without asking how to contact Wang Lin's party, and Wang Lin didn't ask about this.

Wang Lin and the old man's transmission, the people around him didn't hear it, and the man in the green shirt, Yang Yu, saw that Wang Lin was only for a moment, so he ordered the old man who set up the stall to leave quickly, and couldn't help but become more cautious in his heart. As for the two monks next to him who were faintly surrounding Wang Lin left and right, they were even more nervous. "Your Excellency is such a big shelf, you haven't answered Yang's words yet!" Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice. "Let your adults come out and talk to me. Wang Lin's expression was as usual, but his words were gloomy and cold, especially when Ling was in the ears of the three of them, it was like a boom.

The faces of the two scattered early Nirvana monks immediately changed drastically. Yang Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to speak.

But at this moment, Wang Lin moved, he took one step, like lightning, and in an instant came to the monk on the left, the monk has been vigilant, and at this moment he quickly retreated with his right hand and pinched a pile of tricks forward, "Suddenly, there was a flower fragrance, and in the fragrance of the flower, there was a huge red flower in front of the monk, this flower was more than ten zhang high, and the center of the flower stretched outward, but it was full of sharp teeth, and it went straight to Wang Lin to devour.

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, not retreating but advancing, and his whole person suddenly disappeared without a shadow in one step, and the moment the flower swallowed up, Wang Lin appeared behind the monk, and his two fingers turned into a sword like lightning and pointed at the back of the person's heart.

With a muffled thud, the monk immediately turned pale, blood spurted out, flowers crumbled in front of him, and his whole body slammed to the ground in the distance like a kite with a broken string, knocking over one of the monk's stalls.

At this moment, the monk on the right stepped back suddenly, and with a wave of his right hand, a flying sword transformed, quickly becoming a substance, and roared straight towards Wang Lin. Wang Lin turned his head suddenly, his eyes showed a strange glow, and he spit out a word!

His eyes changed suddenly, but his left eye was like a hazy illusion and blurred, and his right eye was like lightning speeding to the ground, and these two completely different gazes were like sharp swords imprinted directly in the monk's eyes.

The monk's body trembled suddenly, the flying sword in front of him was immediately disordered and uncontrollable, his eyes were blank, his heart was pounding, as if he had entered a nightmare, and he could never escape, and a large number of hallucinations appeared in front of him, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the monk's eyes were red as if mad, and he clutched his head and screamed. This scene immediately made the surrounding people gasp.

All this was over very quickly, almost in a flash of light, and the two monks Wang Lin had not been killed, but they had obviously been abolished.

Li Qianmei looked at all this, her eyes brightened, this was the first time she saw Wang Lin shoot directly, as clean as a flowing stream.

Yang Yu's face was pale, and he looked at Wang Lin's whole person and sank, and the screams of the same door echoed in his ears, and the sound seemed to tear his heart. At this moment, Wang Lin turned his head to look at Yang Yu, his expression was calm, as if the previous scene was nothing more than a crushing ant to him, especially the sarcasm and coldness in his eyes, which made Yang Yu's heart shake. Wang Lin slowly walked towards Yang Yu, step by step.

On that day, Lu Yun used the power of heaven and earth for his own use, and pressed people with artistic conception, although he collapsed in front of Wang Lin, but this party was a kind of use of artistic conception, and Wang Lin's understanding of the Tao was quickly figured out and became one of his own supernatural powers.

At this moment, this step by step, every step is stepping on Yang Yu's heartbeat, so in Yang Yu's feeling, Wang Lin's every step is a thump, and the short distance of more than ten steps makes Yang Yu's face more and more pale.

Steady steps like a heartbeat, in Yang Yu's eyes, Wang Lin was infinitely taller, like a mountain roaring down, but Yang Yu did not retreat, his face was bulging, staring at Wang Lin deadly, struggling and roaring, his whole body was like the wind blowing, his head was windless, but he was no longer as elegant and handsome as before.

Wang Lin snorted coldly, his footsteps had already merged with Yang Yu's heartbeat, regardless of each other, and was completely controlled by Wang Lin's artistic conception, and Wang Lin's right foot was raised and just about to fall as he walked forward. But instead of stepping on the ground, it fell into the void, and Wang Lin's artistic conception was pulled, Yang Yu's heart should have been beating at this moment, but it suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Wang Lin's body stepped forward, and he sped up, but he took three steps in a row with an extremely fast degree! Bang, bang, bang!

The moment the three steps fell, Yang Yu only felt as if a heavy hammer had slammed into his chest, and smashed it three times in a row, his body shook violently, his face instantly turned sickly ruddy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he could no longer resist Wang Lin's artistic conception pressure, and his body couldn't help but retreat backwards.

But as soon as he took a step back, he immediately vomited blood again, and took a few steps back before he stabilized his body, his face was ruddy and pale. His eyes showed a look of confusion and struggle, and in a blink of an eye, he was full of bloodshots.

In his mind, there were illusory scenes at this moment, and that illusory scene was his own countless miserable deaths and the tragic deaths of his fellow masters and loved ones, he knew that it was false, but he couldn't tell it clearly, this illusory scene was like a memory, deeply engraved in his mind, and became more and more real.

Yang Yu's body trembled violently, holding his head but not screaming, he kept struggling, and gradually there was less and less time to be clear in his eyes, and there was more and more chaos. Seeing that he was about to be completely lost in the illusory truth, Yang Yu kept retreating and crying out for help. "Uncle save me!!"

At the moment when his voice sounded, a green shadow suddenly flashed, appearing directly beside Yang Yu, the index finger of his right hand slammed his eyebrows, and immediately Yang Yu's body trembled, and there was a thumping sound in his body, but the blood mist dispersed, and the whole person fell to the ground and passed out.

The green shadow did not pause, and even appeared beside the other disciple in a flash, as if concocting, causing the monk who had been screaming to fall unconscious. The green shadow flickered back in front of Yang Yu, revealing his figure. It was an old man, who was white and pale, with a pair of eagle eyes. "What are you looking for me!" Wang Lin looked at the old man with a calm expression.

The old man didn't show any joy or anger, looked at Wang Lin for a while, laughed, hugged his fists and said: "Lu Daoyou has a good mind, the old man has a reason, he was reckless before, I hope you don't mind, why don't you find a place to sit together, let the old man make amends." ”

Wang Lin glanced at the old man quietly, groaned slightly, and nodded. Wang Lin's mind has already become a demon, as early as when Yang Yu first appeared, he saw that Yang Yu clearly saw himself in the crowd first, and then he reminisced with Li Qianmei.

He even saw that when he was reminiscing about the past, although Yang Yu's expression was as usual and pretended to be undisguised, the nervousness of the two fellow disciples beside him was not hidden too well, and it was clearly detected by Wang Lin.

If that's all it takes, it's just that, but then Yang Yu pointed the finger at himself in a few words, and with his cultivation, doing so was a bit too contrived.

Seeing the clues, coupled with the reminder of the old man Ouyang Long who set up the stall, Wang Lin already had a mirror in his heart, this Yang Yu was here for himself, he had only dealt with the Demon Cong Dao once, that was when Zhao Yu went to the Moro Continent. But Wang Lin guessed, and he didn't know if the other party was tempting his cultivation, whether it was because of Zhao Yu's matter, or ...... A flaw in the Savage Continent.

But in any case, the monastic world respects the strong, and appropriately showing some cultivation can not only serve as a deterrent, but also be respected, and will have the qualifications to talk. In this lightning and flint, Wang Lin had already made a decision, so his shot was a thunderous blow.

Hearing the old man's appearance again, Wang Lin said "Lu Daoyou", and Wang Lin's heart was even clearer.

After all, Li Qianmei's cultivation time is short, and she doesn't have Wang Lin's life reading and the experience of fighting wits with many old monsters in the Alliance Star Field, and she didn't see these imperceptible flaws before, until Wang Lin said it, let Yang Yu's adult come to speak, and the lightning flashed in his head, and he saw the clue. "This man's mind ...... It's even more terrifying than its cultivation!!" Li Qianmei looked at Wang Lin and was shocked.