Renegade Immortal

As soon as Qingxuan finished speaking, the woman with a flying sword in the Temple of War God heard the word "Ma Liang", her complexion changed, her face was cloudy and uncertain, she gritted her teeth, stood down, turned around and flew towards her, this woman is a young woman Dressed up, round and round, with a natural appearance, but seeing her fingers are like peeling onion roots, her mouth is like holding red dandelion, and she floats towards her body with slender steps.

This woman was none other than Xu Si, the little junior sister who Ma Liang had been infatuated with for a long time, even in foreign battlefields.

She first gave Qingxuan a blessing, then looked at Wang Lin with indifference in her eyes, opened her lips, and said coldly: "Where did the villain come from, dare to pretend to be someone from the Temple of War, Senior Brother Qingxuan, Please help me kill this person." After she finished speaking, she slapped the storage bag, and a pair of two-inch long black feather needles appeared in her hand. Come. \\

The feather needles grew bigger against the wind, with traces of gray light, and turned into black rain, like the help of the wind, and shot at Wang Lin with overwhelming force.

Qingxuan was startled, and instead of making a move, he took a few steps back, stared at Wang Lin coldly, and said nothing.

Wang Lin looked calm, and a look of sarcasm flashed in his heart. With a flick of his sleeve, he turned into an invisible big hand from the air. With a soft snort, he wiped off the consciousness on it, and put it into the storage bag with a calm expression.

The young woman's bright and enchanting pretty face immediately turned pale, a stream of blood dripped from her vermillion cherry-like lips, her delicate body swayed slightly, and the flying sword under her feet suddenly dimmed. Her expression was shocked, and she stared at Wang Lin with an incredulous expression. In her impression, it was impossible for Ma Liang to have such an ability, not to mention her magic weapon, but to be able to erase the consciousness on the magic weapon lightly, which caused a huge wave in her heart. \\

at this time. In the position of the God of War Temple of the monk army, three sword lights flew quickly, and after landing, three young people were exposed, and one of them was Yang Xiong.

He glanced at the young woman. Turning around, he clasped his fists at Qingxuan and said, "Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, you have worked hard. Junior brother Ma Liang is indeed a disciple of my God of War Temple. This time, I will trouble you to lead the way."

Qingxuan gave a few people a meaningful look. Smiling and shaking his head, with a movement of his body, Yu Jian left and flew not far away. He looked back and saw Yang Xiong standing beside Wang Lin with a respectful expression. Seeing this, he couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he changed direction and flew towards the location of the Hetus.

Yang Xiong doesn't care about others. \\Standing in front of Wang Lin. He whispered: "Master knows the ancestor of Fengluan? The person on the colorful phoenix chariot is the ancestor. She told me to pick you up to meet her."

Wang Lin looked up at the army of monks who were constantly moving forward. In the direction of the Temple of War in the middle, there is a colorful phoenix chariot. There was a woman standing in the car, and the woman was dressed in palace attire. Seemingly aware of Wang Lin's gaze, she turned her head and looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin looked as usual,

He knew in his heart that this ancestor of Fengluan was the young woman who asked him for Zhou Zihong's soul blood. After pondering for a while, Wang Lin followed Yang Xiong and walked forward. When passing by Xu Si, Wang Lin gave her a cold look, and his spiritual consciousness quietly left a trace in her body.

This mark will be made in a month, and the woman will definitely die by then. \\Since Wang Lin experienced the upheaval in the Zhao country, he will kill anyone who is hostile to him, regardless of gender, and kill everything in the bud. Since Xu Si made the first move, it's no wonder he was ruthless.

Yang Xiong led the way in front of Wang Lin, and said in a low voice: "Lin Tao was caught by Feng Luan's ancestor when he rubbed the map. Now the map is in the hands of the ancestor, and Lin Tao has also been punished. If it wasn't for this relocation, he might have been imprisoned for ten years."

Wang Lin's expression remained the same, but his heart became more vigilant, and he followed Yang Xiong quickly to approach the colorful phoenix chariot. After approaching, Yang Xiong slowed down a few steps, Wang Lin looked calm, passed Yang Xiong and flew onto the float, landed on the opposite side of the woman, cupped his fists and respectfully said: "Wang Lin sees senior."

The woman withdrew her gaze from looking at the battlefield in front of her. After looking at Wang Lin for a few moments, she said softly, "Wang Lin, is that your real name?"

Wang Lin nodded and said nothing by default. There are too many people with the name Wang Lin. There is really no need to hide this kind of thing. It would be bad if the other party found out. \\

The young woman looked at the army of monks advancing all around her, she remained silent for a while, and said, "At this time, the country of Huo Fen is in danger, and after arriving in Xuanwu country, there will be a big battle. Write off your affairs, don't let them go." In my heart. If someone troubles you, I will keep you safe, but I can only help you once, and after one time, the matter of you saving Zihong will be paid off."

As soon as the words of the peaks and mountains fell, the sky and the earth suddenly went dark. On the battlefield in the distance, ten huge volcanoes were broken from the ground by the magic power of those Nascent Soul stage monks. The fire beasts retreated one after another as they passed by, some of them were unable to dodge in time, and were immediately crushed by the giant peak, bloody and bloody. \\

Taking advantage of the impact of the mountain peak, the army of monks seized the opportunity and rushed out like a bamboo. Those fire beasts chasing Wang Lin numbered about 20,000, and the modified army broke through a gap.

Sword lights shot out immediately. Once there was a gap, the fire beast's retreat became inevitable. The purpose of the monk army was not to destroy the opponent, but to rush out of the encirclement.

Feng Luan stared at the battlefield in the distance, the phoenix chariot under him suddenly stepped up, followed the army of monks, and rushed out.

The sixteen fire beasts were dragged by the Nascent Soul stage masters, roaring again and again, and finally stopped, staring coldly at the retreating army of monks, and then they clasped their hands together in a strange posture, bursting into laughter. The sound different from the roar just now came from their mouths. \\

Immediately afterwards, red filaments emanated from the tops of their heads, gathered together above them, and finally formed a ring of fire. As soon as the ring of fire appeared, the faces of the sixteen giant beasts immediately showed pious expressions, and they all let out sobs. Roar.

Their bodies were rapidly thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye, bursts of dark red beams emerged from their bodies and merged into the ring of fire.

This process lasted for nearly an hour. During the period, some monks noticed the abnormality and turned around to stop it. But just before they were less than a hundred feet away, they were immediately impacted by a destructive energy and turned into flying ash in an instant. Seeing this, no more monks came over.

An hour later, the bodies of the sixteen giant beasts slowly dissipated, and they all merged into the ring of fire. The size of the ring of fire did not change, but its color became blood red, and finally shattered silently, turning into dots The red spot dissipated between the sky and the earth. \\

At this moment, all the fire beasts in the entire territory of Huo Fen Kingdom stopped all actions, knelt on the ground one after another, whimpering and roaring, and then, one of the fire beasts suddenly fell to the ground, and its body was moaning continuously. If you look closely, you can see a red spot appearing on its forehead, its body rapidly expands, and grows to a height of ten feet in less than a stick of incense.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, the fire beasts had red spots on their foreheads, and their bodies swelled rapidly. In less than two hours, all the fire beasts in the entire Huofen Kingdom, as if they had completed a transformation, all became As the size increased to ten feet, their strength also increased by more than ten times. \\

These transformed fire beasts flew up one by one, chasing in the direction where the monk army disappeared. Gradually, more and more transformed fire beasts joined the chasing team, forming a mighty one. It looked good. spectacular.

Let’s talk about the army of monks. After the ten Nascent Soul stage monks returned to the team, four of them returned to the position of the God of War Temple. One of them was old. After sweeping his eyes, he finally placed it on Wang Lin in the phoenix chariot, and shouted gloomyly: "It was you, a junior, who attracted the fire beast just now?"

Wang Lin stared at the old man with cold eyes, and nodded.

The old man snorted a few times, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Wang Lin. Feng Luan, who was standing next to Wang Lin, looked slightly gloomy, and as soon as she patted the colorful phoenix chariot, a five-color flying bird appeared out of the phoenix chariot. After a cry, the wings flapped, and a ring-shaped colorful ripple immediately rippled. \\

The old man took a few steps back, looked at the woman, and said angrily: "Feng Luan, what are you doing? This kid not only snatched away my disciple from the God of War Palace, but also attracted the fire beast just now. Do you know the scene just now? Fighting, I burned the country and thousands of disciples lost their lives?"

Feng Luan looked at Pan Shenghui's pretty face with a decisive look, and said: "With me here, you can't kill him."

Zhou Jin stared at Feng Luan gloomyly, and after a little silence, said: "This man is neither Ma Liang nor my disciple of the God of War Hall. I don't need to kill him, but he cannot stay here unless he is of the God of War Palace."

Feng Luan turned to look at Wang Lin, and said, "Wang Lin, would you like to be my named disciple?"

Wang Lin hurriedly thanked him, nodding his head.

Zhou Jin narrowed her eyes, revealing a glint of coldness. This Feng Luan's cultivation level was comparable to his, both in the early Yuanying stage, but her dual cultivator, Yang Sen, was in the middle Yuanying stage. It is really not worthwhile to offend two Nascent Soul cultivators for a trivial matter, Zhou Jin snorted softly and said: "Since Junior Sister Feng Luan is willing to accept him as a disciple, I will naturally not pursue it anymore. Putting it aside, right now there are many battles, and with his cultivation in the middle stage of foundation establishment, it may be difficult to keep him safe on the battlefield."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

The other three Nascent Soul stage monks, except for one who flew to Feng Luan, the other two shook their heads and smiled wryly, and dispersed separately. The person who flew to Fengluan was a middle-aged scribe, and this person was Yang Sen, a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk that Zhou Jin was quite afraid of.

He glanced at Wang Lin, frowned slightly, and sighed at Fengluan: "Sister Luan...why are you doing this?"

Feng Luan looked at the middle-aged scribe coldly, and said: "If it wasn't for him, Hong'er would have died on the battlefield outside the territory. If it wasn't for your order back then, how could Hong'er have entered such a dangerous place?"

The middle-aged scribe was silent for a long time, then turned around and bowed deeply to Wang Lin. After getting up, he took out a jade talisman from the storage bag, wiped it with his right hand and threw it at Wang Lin, saying, "This talisman is from my early years. I have withdrawn my spiritual consciousness for the refined Nascent Soul-level magic weapon, and your life can be saved in this battle after the sacrifice."

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