Renegade Immortal

The giant's eyes were greedy, and he laughed wildly: "Okay, okay, I owe the great contribution to this day, and this time the harvest is good. First, I saw the hostility, and then I saw the bead. Lin Yi, if you If you dare to rob me, believe it or not, I will kill you." Then, the giant walked out of the clouds, his body tens of feet high, full of oppression.

There was a crackling sound coming from his body, he shrunk rapidly, and finally reached the height of a normal person, and a hammer-shaped pattern was revealed between his eyebrows.

"Xie, what do you mean!" Lin Yi said sharply.

He glared at Lin Yi fiercely, stepped into the circle of the extraterritorial passage, and waved his right hand after entering, the passage turned into two dragons in an instant, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the sky immediately returned to brightness and darkness All of the clouds dissipated immediately.

Lin Yi's complexion was extremely ugly, his eyes flickered coldly, he looked back at Teng Huayuan who was at a loss and didn't know what was going on, sneered a few times, stepped on his feet, his body flew up quickly, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the sky.

No matter who the Zhao Guo monks outside the Cassia Valley remembered, the young man who dared to fight the master of the Nascent Soul Stage, the figure of the Foundation Establishment Stage monk named Wang Lin, was firmly engraved in everyone's hearts. It's been a long time.

This time, Zhao's qualification for the extraterritorial battlefield was ruthlessly revoked. No matter whether there are tokens or not, they are of no value.

And Lin Yi, also full of anger, watched the mission items issued by the Cultivation Alliance fly in front of his eyes, but was snatched away by others. The feeling made him want to vomit blood.

Especially thinking that this bead has always been in Zhao Guo, and he is the supervisory envoy of Zhao Guo, so the news got out. It's too embarrassing.

Teng Huayuan's face was gloomy. He didn't know whether Wang Lin was dead or not. Although he guessed in his heart that the other party should be dead, he didn't know why, but he always had a feeling of being terrified.

The people outside the Cassia Valley gradually dispersed, and the story about Wang Lindi gradually spread, all of a sudden. Almost all the cultivators in the Zhao country knew of such a person.

Pu Nanzi returned to Xuan Dao Sect with his disciples. There is a woman behind him. This woman is Liu Mei. Everything she witnessed. There were bursts of complicated and inexplicable bitterness in my heart.

For Wang Lin. She doesn't know why. There is a touch of goodwill. Over time. This feeling not only did not fade away. Instead, in the dead of night. Often surfaced in her heart.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao. He also gradually knew everything outside the Cassia Valley that day. Originally, he was resentful towards Wang Lin for bringing about the destruction of his family.

gradually dissipated.

The two of them asked themselves if Wang Lin had the guts. Dare to duel with the masters of the Nascent Soul Stage. But this does not mean that the two of them gave up revenge. Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao. Already put to kill Fujikamoto. As the biggest goal in this life.

Park Nanzi came back. Learned about the tragedy of the Wang family in detail. After a little silence. Under Liu Mei's pleading. He took Wang Hao in. Make it a disciple.

Liu Mei knew. This is the only thing I can do to help Wang Lindi on the ground. Even though Wang Lin may never know.

After returning to Fujia Castle with the feeling of being terrified, Fuji Huayuan began to retreat, vowing that he would never leave the customs until he reached the late stage of Yuanying.

The whole country of Zhao seemed to be quieter all of a sudden.

The extraterritorial battlefield is full of strong winds and space cracks. At this moment, there are thousands of cleaning teams from dozens of third-level cultivation countries outside this region that has existed for countless years.

The highest level of these people is the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Logically speaking, with such a cultivation base, it is impossible to move an inch in the battlefield outside this terrifying area, so how can they complete the cleanup work.

In fact, when entering the foreign battlefield, the monitoring envoys of their own country will give everyone a jade talisman. The function of this jade talisman is to defend against the strong wind, and it is also a token sent back to their home country after the 50-year period expires.

But for the mysterious, often silent space cracks that can appear anywhere in the outer battlefield, the role of this jade talisman is negligible.

Therefore, the extraterritorial battlefield is still extremely dangerous for these foundation-building monks, but if they are more cautious and lucky, they can be safe and sound.

Generally speaking, the survival rate in foreign battlefields is around 30%.

Although it is not high, compared to the many materials and magic weapons that will be obtained when cleaning up here, those risks are indifferent. People who cultivate immortals are fighting against the sky. The higher the risk, the greater the reward will naturally be.

And basically, whoever returns safely from the battlefield outside the territory, in their respective sects, their status will always be higher than other disciples, and most of them can improve their cultivation level when they return, and the speed is far away in the sect.

After all, in the battlefield outside the territory, the aura is extremely abundant, coupled with the perennial life and death crisis, the cultivation base will naturally improve rapidly.

Basically, every time there is a cleanup, someone will succeed in forming alchemy. This is also one of the important reasons why monks in the foundation period come here without fear of life and death.

At this time, at 67 degrees from the northeast corner of the extraterritorial battlefield, a fair-faced young man was digging around with a knife on a huge floating corpse. The knife was cut at the seam of the armor, obviously because of this armor.

The armor on the corpse had been damaged in many places, and some places showed signs of being burned, especially the piece on the giant's chest, which was all broken, revealing a wound the size of a normal person's fist.

In addition, there is a hammer-shaped pattern between the eyebrows of the giant. This pattern is relatively light, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

The young man's name was Ma Liang, and he was a monk of the third-level cultivator of the Huo Fen National War God Temple. He had a mid-foundation cultivation base and had been in the foreign battlefield for more than 30 years. It can be said that he has rich experience.

It needs to be explained here that the extraterritorial battlefield is a mysterious place. Here, the appearance will not change, and it will only pass quickly at the moment of leaving.

He was digging, when suddenly his expression changed, and his body immediately fell down. From a distance, a ray of ink light was shot urgently, passing by him with one stroke.

The young man was stunned, he just vaguely saw a bead in the black light, so without saying a word, he quickly gave up the armor on the giant and chased forward.

He has been in the extraterritorial space for more than 30 years. Except for his colleagues, although no living person has seen a magic weapon that he can fly. I have seen it a few times, but each time it will cause a lot of snatching by peers. Once, Ma Liang saw from a distance that at least a hundred monks in the late stage of foundation establishment robbed a flying sword that he could fly.

In the end, although no one snatched it, Ma Liang heard it. Those things that can fly by themselves are mostly treasures with material souls. The power is extremely strong.

Ma Liang ran at his fastest speed and chased after him. The more he chased, the more excited he felt. Especially here is relatively remote. He has been here for more than a year and has not met a fellow. Thinking of this, his heart beats faster, secretly thinking that the young master's luck has come, if he can get that treasure, he will come back to School, presumably my junior sister will definitely look at me with admiration. It's time to give this baby to the head. Let him betroth his junior sister to me as my dual monk. Isn't it wonderful.

With fantasies, Ma Liang resorted to the strength of breastfeeding. chase out.

But the speed of the ink bead was too fast, Ma Liang didn't chase it for many years, and was pulled far away. Ma Liang gritted his teeth and took out something from the storage bag. come out from it.

This is Ma Liang's biggest achievement when cleaning up the battlefield outside the territory. He usually dare not take it out, for fear of being snatched away, but now seeing that Mo's brightness is too fast, the baby will disappear from his eyes. He is unwilling and doesn't care Many, take out the shuttle and throw it forward.

The shuttle immediately became several times larger, and with a buzzing sound, it rushed forward at an extremely fast speed. Ma Liang had already laid down on the shuttle and hugged it tightly when the shuttle became bigger. He only felt the strong wind blowing, hitting his body like a fist. He finally opened his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he was closer to the ink light. A lot of distance.

Excited, Ma Liang hugged the shuttle and quickly approached it. Time passed quickly. After having the shuttle, although Ma Liang would not lose Mo Guang, if he thought about it or intercepted it, he couldn't do it no matter what. We can only keep the distance of one in front and one in back so as not to be pulled apart.

Until the third day, Ma Liang looked at the unfamiliar foreign battlefields around him, and began to retreat from the bottom of his heart. You must know that in the foreign battlefield, the most dangerous thing is to come to a strange place besides the wind and space cracks.

Unfamiliarity means many meanings. A large number of space cracks may suddenly appear here, swallowing everything. Ma Liang has heard the old man say before that the battlefield outside the territory is too big, and what they cleared is only a small part. A small part, there will be a large number of space cracks in several places.

While hesitating, Ma Liang suddenly noticed rows of dense white thin strips appearing in front of him. Seeing these thin strips, Ma Liang's expression changed drastically, and he immediately controlled the shuttle, stopped forcibly, and retreated quickly.

He is too familiar with the thin white stripes, that is the crack in space. When the crack in space first appeared, it was exactly like this. I believe that soon, those thin stripes will become bigger and bigger, and finally form a huge crack completely, swallowing up all the space. everything.

Ma Liang looked around with a pale face, and found that there was only a space crack in front of him, he was obviously relieved, and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, it's too worthless to lose your life for a baby who doesn't know what it's for. I didn’t double cultivate with my junior junior sister, if I die like this, then I will die with regret, that’s all, I won’t chase after you.”

At this moment, in front of the Mo Guang, a thin strip suddenly split open quickly, the Mo Guang didn't stop for a moment, got into the crack and disappeared.

Ma Liang sighed and cursed: "Spatial crack, you swallowed another treasure. I have been here for more than 30 years, how much did I see you swallow? If there is no ten thousand, there are eight thousand, so I can't leave one for me!" .”

He had just finished cursing, when suddenly his body turned cold, and someone patted his shoulder.

Cold sweat broke out in an instant, he shivered, and turned around slowly, only to see a middle-aged man standing behind him, the man looked very ugly, and said to Ma Liang: "Little guy, that ink light, Did you see it?"

Ma Liang saw a hammer-shaped pattern between the middle-aged man's eyebrows at a glance, and he took a deep breath. He has talked about this pattern many times in the past 30 years in the foreign battlefield, and he even saw it just a few days ago. .

This pattern, he had heard from some old people, is the symbol of the troll tribe in the fifth-level cultivation country. The troll clan members are born with spiritual power and are the best cultivators. It is the only cultivation country in the fifth-level cultivation country that has only one sect in the whole country.

People of the troll tribe can change their bodies at will only when they have reached the infant transformation stage. Since the middle-aged man in front of him has such an ordinary body shape, he is obviously a strong one in the infant transformation stage among the troll tribe.

Ma Liang's mouth was dry, he didn't dare to hide anything, nodded quickly, and said: "Senior, I saw that ink light, he flew there, and was swallowed by the crack in space."

This middle-aged man was the one who came after Zhao Guo. He chased him all the way, and the more he chased, the more frightened he became. They all dodged, the speed not only did not decrease, but became faster and faster. In the end he was nearly thrown off.

Coupled with the space cracks that appear from time to time, although Xie is not afraid of it, it is quite troublesome if he is entangled in the space cracks. He has the initial stage of infant transformation, facing the space cracks, he can only avoid being sucked in, and he can still do it. Can't come and go freely.

With the hindrance of the space crack, his speed was reduced again, even with teleportation, he could only keep from chasing and losing it.

On the way, he found Ma Liang. Unexpectedly, after using the shuttle, Ma Liang was faster than him and walked in front of him.

After listening to Ma Liang's narration, his face was gloomy, and he was extremely annoyed. Although the outer space is huge, he knew that there is still a limit here, but inside the space crack, it is almost boundless. Looking for a peerless powerhouse in the late stage is probably looking for a needle in a haystack, and the hope is slim.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Ma Liang, grabbed the shuttle with his right hand, and after a few glances, he shouted: "This bird thing belongs to Lao Tzu."

After speaking, he moved his body without even looking at Ma Liang, and flew back to the original road.

After the other party left, Ma Liang wiped the sweat off his brow, breathed a sigh of relief, and left in a hurry.

He didn't know, that is, he is quite famous in the fifth-level cultivation country, but most of his fame comes from the so-called "if you don't pick up things, you will throw them away" character. The beam of light goes away, which can be seen.

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