Renegade Immortal

Wang Lin stopped, glanced at the token in his hand, and stared at Qian Kun coldly. After Li Muwan saw the token, she was taken aback for a moment, then took a closer look, her expression changed, and she said in a low voice: "This is the Hundred Days Hunting Order, I didn't expect there to be such a magic weapon in Xiumo Sea. I just read some introductions in some ancient books."

In a few words, Li Muwan told the pros and cons of the killing order that she knew one by one, and finally her tone was a little slow, and she was quite afraid of the token during the conversation.

Qian Kun was really afraid that Wang Lin didn't know the token. If he really didn't know it, no matter what he said, the other party might half believe it. If he really didn't believe it and killed him, it would be self-defeating.

Now that the little girl has introduced the token, Qian Kun doesn't believe it anymore. Someone knows the viciousness of the killing order and can kill someone. He heaves a sigh of relief and says, "Fellow Daoist, look at my proposal." How about it? Don’t go your own way, if you really kill me, then you will be wanted by the killing order, and you will definitely be in trouble, and the woman next to you will definitely be implicated, why bother? Isn’t it? "

Wang Lin didn't even look at Qian Kun, turned his head to stare at Li Muwan, and said word by word: "Are you sure, if you can survive a hundred days, you can get the whole body of the other party?"

Li Muwan took a deep breath and nodded.

Qian Kun's heart trembled, the secret path was not good, and when he was about to retreat, a cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and he uttered a word: "Death!"

Qian Kun let out a miserable snort, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, even more blood gushing from his eyes and ears, his eyes were slackened, his consciousness was shattered, and he fell to the ground dead at the moment of his death. The token in his hand shattered silently, and a red light flew out suddenly, forming a huge "Zhu" character in the air!

The color of this character is bright red. As if it had just been fished out of a pool of blood, it hung high in the air above Wang Lin's head, looking extremely dazzling.

Wang Lin looked up at the big "Zhu" character in the air, expressionless, the dragon tendons behind him threw out branches, tied Qian Kun's body and pulled it behind. Wang Lin pulled Li Muwan and flew backwards. In a blink of an eye, he returned to Wuding Peak.

Mu Nan and Mu Bei stared blankly at the huge red "Zhu" character, a trace of greed rose from the bottom of their hearts, but soon this greed disappeared, and the two stood respectfully on Wuding Peak, Chilling.

Wang Lin glanced coldly. He said flatly: "The headquarters of the Fighting Evil Sect. Are there any Nascent Soul stage monks?"

Mu Nan hurriedly said: "No. Don't mention the Douxie faction. Nandou City is within a million miles. There is not a single Nascent Soul Stage. How could those seniors like this place. They usually haunt the Inner Sea."

Wang Lin stared at Mu Nandi's eyes. Keep watching Di Munan's heart bottom hair trembling legs. Then he said again: "The head teacher of the Fighting Evil Sect.

What cultivation base? "

Mu Bei hurriedly stepped forward. Respectfully said: "Senior, Master of the Fighting Evil Sect. He is in the middle stage of alchemy. It's just that he has reached the peak. It is said that he can break through and enter the later stage at any time."

Wang Lin sneered in his heart. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He said coldly: "You two lead the way. Go to the headquarters of the Fighting Evil Sect."

How dare Mu Nan and Mu Bei refuse. Hastily said yes respectfully. Get up and lead the way. flight room. The eyes of the two of them flicked to the huge "Zhu" character in the mid-air above Wang Lin's head from time to time. I prayed silently in my heart that it would be better to attract more people. Best to kill this guy.

Along the way, wherever Wang Lin passed, there were gusts of wind and thunder, and some monks looked up in surprise, but each of them gasped involuntarily.

The most conspicuous one is the bloody red "Zhu" character above Wang Lin's head, followed by the ten corpses lying horizontally in mid-air like ten shooting stars behind him. In the eyes of everyone, after seeing this scene, They would all involuntarily think that those ten corpses might have wanted to kill the people wanted by the killing order, but they were killed instead.

This person bound the corpses together for a strong warning purpose, everyone who saw it was shocked, and quickly took out the sound transmission jade slips, and immediately passed this matter on to their friends and colleagues.

The Hundred Days Killing Order of Ten Thousand Demons reappeared in Xiu Mohai. This news was immediately spread in all directions through various channels. Once the Killing Order appeared, it meant that whoever could kill this person would get at least The whole body of a monk in the early stage of alchemy.

This kind of thing, whether it is the foundation building stage or the alchemy stage, can be said to be a huge temptation, especially the latter, once successful, it is no problem to improve a level.

Even those monks in the middle stage of alchemy, it is not impossible to enter the later stage.

In particular, what people can't guess is what kind of cultivation level the person who opened the token is sacrificed for. If it is a sacrifice of cultivation level in the later stage of alchemy, then this matter will definitely cause a wider range of fluctuations.

During Wang Lin's flight, where the pill embryo was originally located in his body, the pill embryo transformed into a golden pill the size of a fist, emitting bursts of spiritual power, filling his whole body.

According to Wang Lin's calculations, the cultivation level of alchemy is more than a hundred times higher than that of the foundation building. He looked at the direction of Xiumo Inner Sea, his gaze seemed to penetrate the inner sea, and he skipped the opposite continent and directly cast it in the territory of Zhao Kingdom. There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he said silently in his heart: "Teng Huayuan, I, Wang Lin, have formed an alchemy. The day I conceive a baby is the time when I will kill you! You must not die early, I will let Zhao Guo all The person surnamed Teng will be buried with you."

Mu Nan took a peek at Wang Lin, and the expression and smile on the other side made him tremble involuntarily, his heart beat violently, and he cursed inwardly: "Why hasn't anyone come to kill this man yet? The character "Punishment" is on his head, hurry up and kill him, otherwise if he is really brought to the headquarters, even if the two of us are not killed by him, we will be killed by the head teacher."

While he was praying, a person suddenly came out from the mist in the distance. This person was very imposing. As he walked, the mist rolled away, black, black eyes, black clothes, black sword, all over the body, revealing a dense black light.

If this person's complexion was as cold as a sword, he would definitely be full of murderous intentions. Unfortunately, this person is about the middle of his age, with a bulging abdomen, a round face, and a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In this way, Xiao Xiao's aura of killing was completely gone, instead, there was a sense of humor, but when Mu Nan and Mu Bei saw this person, their complexions immediately changed, but immediately after, their eyes flashed with joy. Pass.

"Jie Jie, Hundred Days Slaying Order of Ten Thousand Demons, good, good!" The middle-aged fat man in black had a green light in his eyes, staring at the huge "Zhu" character in mid-air above Wang Lin's head, he laughed and praised.

"Junior, I will give you half a stick of incense time. You can deal with the funeral affairs. Don't try to resist. With your mere cultivation in the early stage of alchemy, I, the devil in black, don't pay attention to you." , looking up at the sky, revealing the tendency of looking down on the world.

Li Muwan hid her smile, looked at the arrogant fat monk, then at Wang Lin, the corner of her mouth smiled even wider.

Mu Nan was a little excited in his heart. He thought that this is a master. He deserves to be Shangguan Mo, a casual cultivator who treats even the head teacher with three points of courtesy. I heard that he is on the same level as the head teacher. Into the late stage. Its cultivation base is somewhat stronger than that of the Great Elder.

Wang Lin frowned, and said with a sneer, "Looking for death."

Shangguan Mo was stunned, looked at Wang Lin with small green eyes, sneered and said: "I don't know how high the sky is, so I will let the old man give you a ride, you just look at it, what is the mid-stage peak of alchemy..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Lin tapped Shangguan Mo, the demon king in black, with his right hand, and said coldly, "Death!"

As soon as the death word came out, a jade pendant flew out of Shangguan Mo's chest, the jade pendant split into two with a snap, and a puff of green smoke emitted, dissipating in the Sea of ​​Demon Cultivation.

"Huh?" Wang Lin fished out his right hand, and the jade talisman that had been divided into two pieces immediately fell into his palm. With a sweep of his consciousness, a look of surprise flashed across Wang Lin's face. After he put it in the storage bag, he stared at the On the spot, Shangguan Mo with frightened eyes.

"Death spell!!" The cold sweat on Shangguan Mo's face was dripping away. This jade talisman was the only magic weapon left to him by his master before his death. One blow, all these years, he has been cultivating on the outskirts of the Demon Sea, hiding when he meets a Nascent Soul cultivator, not daring to provoke him, if he encounters someone whose cultivation level is not as good as his, he will search for whatever he says, and gradually create a little reputation , but now, his head immediately came to his senses, and he saw Wang Lin's cold gaze again under his heartbeat. He was afraid that the other party would speak quickly and say the word "death". Senior, please forgive me, senior, please forgive me, junior Shangguan Mo knows his mistake, please don't blame me..."

Mu Nan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, terrified in his heart, and peeked at Wang Lin rather apprehensively, never daring to recall those thoughts in his heart. Mu Bei, who was standing beside him, also quickly lowered his head to hide the horror in his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Lin's expression was still cold, Shangguan Mo immediately trembled a few times, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said, "Senior, this junior would like to worship you as a teacher. From now on, I will only respect my teacher's life. Master, you old man will accept me." " After finishing speaking, he quickly looked at Li Muwan again, and begged: "You can see that it is my teacher's wife, teacher's wife, please persuade me to let him accept me."

Li Muwan's pretty face flushed slightly, and she stole a glance at Wang Lin, seeing his cold expression, couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart, and bowed her head in silence.

Wang Lin stared at Shangguan Mo with cold eyes, his extreme spiritual consciousness rolled in the sea, and red lightning flashed faintly in his eyes. Shangguan Mo has been watching Wang Lin's reaction eagerly, and he secretly screamed at this time. He knows that since the opponent can make his own jade talisman take the initiative to defend and shatter into two, there must be an attack not weaker than that of the Nascent Soul Stage. That weird death spell made him even more frightened, thinking that even if he escaped, he would inevitably die.

Panicked and anxious, he nodded quickly, and the soul blood of the peak cultivation base in the middle stage of alchemy suddenly floated out from his forehead. The color of this soul blood was golden yellow. The fluctuations are severe, and there are signs of a drop in cultivation base.

This soul blood, the higher the cultivation base, the more precious it is, once it is donated, the cultivation base of the whole body will definitely be damaged, the higher the cultivation base, the greater the loss.