The people of the Soul Refining Tribe walked out one after another, and I don't know who began to kneel on the ground first, and then all the clansmen knelt down one after another, bowing in a low voice in the direction where Wang Lin went.

In their hearts, Wang Lin is the head of the clan, he is the ancestor of the entire Soul Refining Tribe, with him, the Soul Refining Tribe will never perish.

Ouyang Hua also knelt on the ground, four years passed in his mind, in the past four years, his own cultivation can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, all this, he sometimes remembers, as if in a dream.

Looking at the tribe of more than 5,000 people around him, Ouyang Hua could only use the word reverence to describe Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's footsteps stepped out step by step, and gradually, disappeared from everyone's sight, but no one stood up here.

Ten miles away from the Soul Refining Tribe, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a purple gold light flashed out, and suddenly turned into a giant beast in mid-air, this beast's body was about ten zhang in size, the whole body was purple and gold, and a huge mouthpiece exuded a compelling glow.

It's a mosquito beast!

Years ago, it woke up, and its overall strength far exceeded that of before, even if it was an ordinary god-transforming monk, if it fought with it at this moment, I am afraid it would not be the opponent of this beast.

According to Wang Lin's analysis, this beast is currently almost the same as a monk in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Transformation of the Gods.

All this, in addition to the role of the golden spirit root, is also very related to the strange system of this beast itself, in this body, in the purple and gold color flickering, a breath like the king of all beasts, faintly diffused.

This breath is difficult to detect unless you look closely.

In the memory of the ancient god Tu Si, Wang Lin knew that this mosquito Lou did not exist alone in the starry sky, but appeared in groups, since it was a group, then there must be a leader among them.

This beast is constantly evolving towards the leader.

It's just that at present, there is still too much gap from the leader.

You must know that the mosquito beast group back then, but even the ancient god Tu Si was a little jealous and retreated in embarrassment.

As soon as the mosquito beast appeared, it immediately let out a sharp roar, its sound was sharp, and under the transmission, the two of Thirteen and Tiger Roar suddenly turned pale, with the cultivation of the two of them, they obviously could not withstand the penetrating power of this sound.

After the roar, the mosquito beast leaned down and landed in front of Wang Lin, rubbing against Wang Lin with its huge mouthparts, and his eyes showed a pleasing look.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, raised his right hand and touched the mosquito beast, jumped up, and sat cross-legged on its back.

"You two, come up too!" Wang Lin said flatly.

Thirteen Yi gritted his teeth, he secretly said in his heart that he must not let himself be embarrassed in front of the ancestor, his body jumped, stepped on the back of the mosquito beast, and the moment his body fell, a cold breath went directly into his body along his feet.

With his body refining technique, it was completely ineffective against this cold aura, his body trembled, and a feeling of soreness and numbness immediately appeared throughout his body, if it weren't for his amazing perseverance, I am afraid that he would have been paralyzed at this moment.

When the tiger roared and saw the thirteen going up, he was naturally unwilling to fall behind, gritting his teeth, Si Xiang flew to the back of the mosquito, and the cold breath suddenly appeared all over his body.

After finally barely standing up, the tiger roared and smiled bitterly, the Secret Dao Ancestor was really powerful, just the demon beast he subdued had such a cultivation, it was really terrifying.

Seeing the performance of the thirteen and the tiger roaring, a trace of appreciation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, the mosquito beast immediately roared, and its body rushed out directly like lightning.

The strong Gangfeng suddenly came to the face, blowing on the three of them, Wang Lin did not feel any discomfort about this Gangfeng, but felt quite comfortable.

As for Thirteen and Tiger Roar, it was as if they were being blown by a hurricane, and the slightest carelessness would blow them away.

Thirteen roared, and immediately used the demonic power of his whole body, and used the art of refining his body to continuously weaken the power of the Gangfeng Attack. The tiger roared and closed his eyes and exhaled demonic power in order to resist the wind.

This place is 30 million miles away from the Ancient Demon City, even at the speed of mosquito beasts, it will take some time to reach, and Wang Lin is not in a hurry, so he will not use the Great Movement Technique to waste the immortal power in his body.

The mosquito beast galloped between the heaven and the earth, and everywhere it passed, countless tribes on the ground opened their own defensive formations, in their eyes, the mosquito beast was too powerful, you must know that it only relied on its speed, it formed a thunderstorm in mid-air, and flew all the way, as if a thunder came, and the rumbling sound was transmitted far away, and the momentum was extremely amazing.

When Wang Lin first entered this demon spirit land before, he didn't know that there was a formation and the existence of people from the tribe here, and this formation had a hidden effect, so he didn't find that there were people in this place. But now, he has a certain understanding of this demon land, and at this moment, he looks down again, and along the way, he sees countless tribes.

These tribes are strong and weak, large and small, and the number of people is also very different.

"If my Soul Refining Tribe can devour and fuse all the tribes in this Demon Spirit Land, then the power formed, I'm afraid even the Nine Demon Spirit Counties will be shocked!" Wang Lin's eyes were cold.

Seven days later, the Ancient Demon City shook his eyes, and when he was a hundred miles away from the Ancient Demon City, he took back the mosquito beast and landed on the ground with Thirteen and Tiger Roar.

Thirteen has a calm personality, although the farthest in his life is that he has walked out of the tribe tens of thousands of miles away, and now this place is thirty million miles away from the tribe, he never dreamed that one day he could come here, but he was only slightly excited, so he pressed down, his face was expressionless, his expression was cold, and he did not show any inner emotions.

His expression at this moment is quite similar to Wang Lin, in fact, the thirteenth four years ago, his personality is not like this, in the past four years, his awe of Wang Lin has made him intentionally or unintentionally, always imitate everything about Wang Lin.

This place is a city in Heavenly Demon County, the Ancient Demon City, within a radius of countless miles!

For all the people of the tribe, the ancient demon city is the place of heavenly might, it is the holy land, it is the place that cannot be desecrated, and it is the end of everyone's dreams in this life.

However, all this may be effective for the thirteen four years ago, but this thirteen, the Tianwei in his mind is Wang Lin, the holy land in his mind, the valley of the tribe, and the end of his dream is to be recognized by Wang Lin!

As for Tiger Roar, compared to Thirteen, it is still slightly insufficient, he has cancer to the remnants of this ancient demon city, and involuntarily knelt on the ground and worshiped quietly.

After a while, he reacted, and quickly stood up, with a look of shame on his face, Shi Qi saw that Thirteen's expression was cold, and after not having any excitement like himself, he felt that he was being compared to the other party, so he took a deep breath, spit out a mouthful of foam at the ancient demon city, and muttered a few words in a low voice, and the color of awe was swept away, and in its place, it was disdain.

Regarding the performance of Thirteen and Tiger Roar, Wang Zhi smiled dumbly, and he took a step forward, and the whole person was like a puff of green smoke, and slowly walked away.

Thirteen and Tiger Roar followed.

The distance of 100 miles was soon jumped by the three of them, and the ancient demon city was vivid!

The ancient demon city is extremely huge, and it is almost impossible to see the edge at a glance, the size of this city is the only one Wang Lin has seen in his life, but after really crossing the starry sky, what Wang Lin sees in his eyes is planets, pieces of nebulae, even if this city is big, in his eyes, it is still insignificant

Entering this city, Wang Lin did not restrain his immortal power, he looked calm and walked forward step by step.

At the north gate of this city, there are many people coming and going, and there are naturally guards guarding it.

Wang Lin knew that in the cultivation realm, everything relied on strength to speak, if it was too low-key, it would not be good, there were many people lining up to enter the city here, if they waited, I am afraid that there would be no time to enter.

He simply bypassed the crowd and went straight to the city gate. Thirteen and Tiger Roar, followed closely by Wang Lin, compared to Tiger Roar, who was slightly nervous at the moment, Thirteen's demeanor was cold and more stable.

Wang Lin's sudden walk towards the city gate, the immediate brake was extremely obvious in the eyes of the city gate guards, these guards were all demon soldiers under the demon generals on the left wing of the ancient demon city.

Everyone's cultivation is equivalent to the foundation building period among the monks, and in their eyes, Wang Lin is like an ordinary barbarian person, and there is no demonic power in his body.

But the Thirteen and the Tiger behind Wang Lin are the demonic power in their bodies, and they should have reached the top three.

To make such a person a servant, Wang Lin suddenly looked mysterious in the eyes of this guard. But that alone wasn't enough to make the guards break the rules.

When Wang Lin walked in, one of the guards stepped forward, he was wearing black armor, and he took out a spear in his hand, and at this moment the spear swept forward, and said coldly: "Stand down?"

"Presumptuous!" Without waiting for Wang Lin to speak, Thirteen stepped forward and punched out, in Thirteen's mind, Wang Lin was where Tianwei was, and all those who were disrespectful to Wang Lin were his enemies.

This punch, he has no reservations, the troll clan's body refining technique, so that his body, as hard as fine iron, this punch, like a flying sword among the monks, punched out, with its roaring sound of breaking through the air, and even the surrounding space is slightly distorted, towards the demon guard.

The demon soldier's face changed greatly, Thirteen's punch was like a meteor in his eyes, and there was a strange power contained in it, he wanted to dodge, but found that his body was bound by an invisible force, as if he was in the water, and his movement immediately became slow.

But this man has been on the battlefield for a long time, and at this time of crisis, the spear in his hand immediately crossed in front of him, and his body stepped backwards with the greatest amplitude.

Thirteen's fist landed on the spear, but after a muffled sound, the spear suddenly broke inch by inch, as if it had been vigorously destroyed, and all of it was reduced to pieces.

The demon soldier guard, even more pale, although the restraints outside his body disappeared, but his body was a few steps back, only then stabilized, and the corners of his mouth were left with blood donations.

If it weren't for the other guards around him who immediately stepped forward to support him, this person would definitely be more seriously injured, even the person who supported him couldn't help but turn pale, his body trembled, and obviously he was deeply injured under the force.