Renegade Immortal

Above the sky, there was no light at the moment, and it was dark, as if the sky was hidden by a black man, and the sun and the moon were lost.

Looking at the ancestor of the troll clan, his lightning-fast impact immediately slowed down, and the red giant ax in his hand made a violent buzzing sound.

The red eyes of the ancestor of the troll clan showed a hint of horror and a deep-hidden fear.

This... This is from the Soul Refining Sect... The ancestor of the troll tribe took a breath. He vaguely recognized the origin of this flag, but he did not dare to completely believe it. After all, the soul flag in his memory would never appear in Wang Lin's hands.

But at this moment, the appearance of this soul flag was almost exactly the same as the object in his memory, but he couldn't help but not believe it.

One billion soul flags were summoned and used by Wang Lin for the first time.

At this moment, at the border of the Trolls. The purple-clothed woman who had been watching the battle suddenly frowned and said to herself: "Duntian kicked me out of the Soul Refining Sect because he wanted Wang Lin to inherit the inheritance of a billion soul flags... Although it is an illusory inheritance. Flags, but the power is not something that the ancestor of the troll clan can resist.

The woman in purple sighed. She had been searching for Wang Lin's heart for a long time, but she still couldn't find any clues. She could only succeed by using Secretary when the other party was unconscious.

Thinking of this, he stepped forward and was about to pass, but at this moment, she suddenly stopped and looked back into the distance. (The only idiot)

I saw a big man in purple robe wearing a straw hat, walking step by step from a distance.

"Miss Liu Mei, your opponent is me!" The big man's voice came first before he arrived.

The woman in purple glanced at the big man with her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "You have Uncle Skylark's Li Ming Straw Hat. You must be one of the four people selected by Uncle Master. But with your cultivation in the middle stage of the Flower God, You want to stop me, but it’s not enough.”

The big man laughed and said: "Miss Liumei is so cultivated that she is no match for me. However, Senior Yunquezi has a destiny, and Zhou doesn't dare to disobey him. Why don't you, girl, talk to me over wine? After a while, I will return to my life." , in this case, I also have an excuse. (Sentenced to prison without a wife)

The purple-clothed woman tucked the silk that had been blown away by the breeze behind her ears, smiled like a lily in full bloom, and said, "You are quite interesting, but you have to wait for a while while I go to help the ancestor of the troll clan." How about having a drink with you later?"

The big man shook his head and said with a smile: "No, Wang Lin is an old friend of mine, how could I let you leave."

The woman in purple sighed softly,

She glanced at the big man and said softly: "Go away, I don't want to hurt you." As she said that, she moved to leave.

The big man sat cross-legged on the ground, making secrets with his hands. When his soul moved, the artistic conception suddenly came to him. But behind him, the shadow of a weak-headed young man appeared. This young man had fine features and handsome eyes. After he appeared, he looked at the big man, showing a deep feeling of Confucian admiration.

The purple-clothed woman paused again, turned around and stared at the big man. She swept away her charm before, and revealed a hint of cold and ruthless hiddenness in her eyes. She said softly: "Zhanqingdao... No wonder you will be taught by the teacher." My uncle took a fancy to this artistic conception. What a great perseverance, what a cruel heart..."

To understand the relationship between master and disciple, to move thoughts with thoughts, to adopt disciples with thoughts, to educate children with affection, to give favors with kindness, to become love with heart, to be absorbed in spirit with compassion, every move is for the purpose of devoting oneself wholeheartedly to this period. The relationship between master and disciple.

When he finally realized his artistic conception and was about to reach the point of becoming a god, that was the day when he took action to kill his disciples. He would kill with his own hands the disciples who he had given all his heart to, both his disciples and his disciples. Moreover, he could never die with a single blow. You have to go through countless pains and let your heart experience bone-piercing pain again and again, only then can you finally feel the overwhelming sorrow in your heart and reach the final step of being overcome by sorrow!

It seems to be sentimental, but in fact it is ruthless, but within this ruthlessness, there is also deep emotion and nature. This kind of mortal state is definitely something that ordinary people can understand.

When Wang Lin saw this person, he couldn't help but sigh to himself that he couldn't do this himself.

Wang Lin held the Billion Soul Flags in his hand, and his soul merged with this flag. As soon as his mind moved, the Billion Soul Flags immediately danced on their own without wind, and a huge roaring sound echoed throughout the nine heavens and shocked the nine places. Suddenly, from the Billion Soul Flags, came out from the soul flag.

Countless souls rushed out of the soul flag crazily, and roared out of the soul flag under the leadership of the twelve purple-gold infant transformed main souls.

The expression of the ancestor of the troll clan changed drastically. He never expected that Wang Lin actually had such a magic weapon. He felt bitter in his heart. If he had known this, he would never have started a fight with this person. Running away was the best option.

But now the arrow is on the string and I have to. Once he retreats at this time, there is only a dead end waiting for him, so he simply fights! There was a trace of madness in the eyes of the ancestor of the troll clan. He roared, and rushed forward again. At a speed three times faster than before, he raised the giant ax crazily and shouted: "Ancestral protection, help me kill Kill this man!"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky at this moment. The color of the lightning was red. The moment it flashed across, the earth seemed to be dyed blood red.

The troll ancestor is the one holding this lightning. But his figure, under the power of lightning, became insignificant and inconspicuous.

There was only this flash of lightning in the entire sky at the moment. Suddenly, it fell towards Wang Lin. As the lightning fell, it revealed the figure of the red giant ax inside it.

Wang Lin stared at the red field ahead with calm eyes. Pointing his right hand forward, he whispered: "Soul flag, swallow it!"

Billions of souls roared towards them, and when the red lightning came, they saw twelve purple gold main souls suddenly rushing out, like twelve infant monks. These twelve main souls immediately made seals with their hands, one after another. The magical power appeared immediately.

A golden thread immediately appeared in the bodies of the twelve purple gold main souls, connecting them together. Suddenly a dragnet was formed, trapping the red lightning inside it.

At the same time, around this dragnet, hundreds of millions of souls seemed to have received the call of the main soul in an instant, and immediately came from all directions with a fierce momentum that seemed to break through the heaven and earth.

If viewed from a high altitude, the twelve main souls form a circle, and outside the circle are endless souls. At this moment, all those souls rush into the circle.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

With the influx of souls, the heaven and earth shook. It's impossible to see clearly what's inside, and you can only occasionally hear the screams of the ancestor of the troll clan.

But at this moment, a ray of red light seemed to open up the sky, splitting out from inside, opening a gap, and saw the ancestor of the giant demon clan, his whole body was already skin and bones at this moment, as if there was no life left, and he rushed forward with a giant axe. out.

After he appeared, he immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood, his eyes were filled with gloom, he turned around and glanced at Wang Lin viciously, and was about to run away, but it was still too late.

Those countless souls roared over again, and the twelve purple-gold main souls burst into laughter and rushed towards them again.