Renegade Immortal

Crushing the hair that showed the other party's faint trace of spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin's eyes showed a look of..., the other party's spiritual consciousness was hidden very deeply. Even he, if he hadn't paid attention to Xu Fei before, he might have been negligent. It is easy to avoid this spiritual consciousness.

"The supernatural power of the Corpse Yin Sect is indeed amazing, and the hidden consciousness is even more difficult to detect. You must pay more attention to it in the future. The woman named Xu Fei can put her spiritual consciousness on silk. Obviously, she is the one who The real body, in this case, Zhao Yixuan is a corpse puppet...

A trace of contemplation flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. Speaking of which, he could recognize Xu Fei's identity, which was somewhat related to his slave Sun Tai who was forcibly brought by Zhou Yi.

Sun Tai has a corpse puppet. This corpse puppet is just a child, but it is extremely agile and possesses strong cultivation. The relationship between Sun Tai and the child is also quite special. It seems that it is not just about controlling the corpse puppet, but Are two different individuals.

Thinking of Sun Tai's corpse puppet, Wang Lin couldn't help but think of Situ Nan. Situ Nan had taken possession of this little boy's body.

"I don't know where Situ is now. He should be on a certain cultivation star, living the life of a mortal prince..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a trace of recollection. At this moment, he was no longer the murderous evil star, but the murderous evil star. A mortal who remembers his best friend.

"And that Sun Tai, he is the great elder of the Corpse Yin Sect on Suzaku Star. This man was thrown into the starry sky by the ancestor of the troll clan, but he is nowhere at the moment.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, put away his thoughts, and looked around at the cracks in the abyss branches around him. There were dozens of cracks here. There was no trace of Zhou Yi's aura coming out. Wang Lin needed to look for them one by one.

"Senior Zhou Yi was sealed in this land of demon spirits by the sword master Ling Tianhou, so there must be Ling Tianhou's aura in the sealed crack!" Wang Lin focused his eyes, unfolded his consciousness, and looked around the surrounding area. One view.

After a short time, Wang Lin's brows gradually furrowed.

He checked all the cracks around him, but there was no sign of Zhou Yi's presence.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy. He patted the storage bag, and the crystal from the ancient demon Luo Dao appeared in his hand. Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness merged into it. After a while, his eyebrows tightened even more, and his spiritual consciousness was pulled out of the crystal.

"If Bello didn't lie, then this is where he found Zhou Yi!" Wang Lin's eyes showed contemplation.

"Bello shouldn't deceive me on something that is insignificant to him. It means nothing to him... If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have to resort to such despicable means and just do it directly. But, after all, his most important thing now is to devour the other seven demons...

Unless...unless this person tricked me into coming here by lying,

I'm planning to kill someone with a borrowed knife!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light. After a few flashes, his consciousness swept away again and he shook his head secretly.

"If he said that Zhou Yi was at the bottom of the tidal abyss, maybe the possibility of killing someone with a borrowed knife would be greater, but right now, it is extremely ordinary here...

As Wang Lin pondered, his consciousness spread again. This time, he was more serious than before, searching all the cracks carefully. Unfortunately, the result was the same.

Wang Lin was silent. After a few breaths, he patted the storage bag and held the Soul Flag in his hand. With a shake, thousands of powerful souls flew out from it. Under the control of Wang Lin's mind, these souls immediately dispersed. , drilling into every crack.

Wang Lin closed his eyes and placed his soul on these souls, as if inspecting them personally, searching thoroughly in every crack.

This time, he searched even more thoroughly, leaving almost no trace behind.

After burning the incense, thousands of souls flew back. Wang Lin opened his eyes, his expression ugly.

"I have carefully searched for all the cracks up and down here, and there is no trace of Zhou Yi! Could it be that the ancient demon Bello really deceived me on this matter!" Wang Lin flicked his sleeves, his eyes flashed with coldness, but Immediately, his eyes narrowed.

"No! If I were Ling Tianhou, I wouldn't seal people in this obvious crack. If I were Ling Tianhou..." Wang Lin pondered in his eyes, and the sword energy of Ling Tianhou in his body moved freely in his body. , through the hint of Ling Tianhou's artistic conception contained in the sword energy.

The ponder in Wang Lin's eyes gradually dissipated, but was replaced by a look full of domineering.

Ling Tianhou's artistic conception is that of domineering, using his own domineering power to fight against the way of heaven and go his own way throughout his life. The sword energy circulated in Wang Lin's body, and Wang Lin's eyes became more and more suspicious.

"If I seal a sword spirit that has been entangled for a long time...I will not simply seal it, but make it surrender and make it surrender to my tyranny. If it doesn't surrender, I will seal it for a thousand years and return it. If you don't give in, it will take a hundred thousand years. If you don't give in, I will destroy its spirit body and even make it surrender to me by training it into a magic weapon!

I will not choose these obvious cracks. If I really want to choose to seal here, there is a reason why I have to seal it here... If I seal it, I will choose..." Wang Lin's eyes were full of domineering color, as if he was looking at them. Generally speaking, the eyes sweep across the blank spaces between the cracks.

The domineering look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. At the moment when all the domineering look disappeared, Wang Lin's body swayed, and his face turned pale.

"The artistic conception in Ling Tianhou's sword energy is too overbearing. I almost got hurt just by using it to gain some insights." Wang Lin took a deep breath, and with the immortal power in his body running, he patted the storage bag, and the immortal sword flew out immediately. Then came the scimitar.

Wang Lin grabbed the fairy sword with his right hand, stepped forward, and suddenly turned around. The fairy sword in his hand immediately emitted surging sword energy, sweeping down with Wang Lin as the center, and a sword energy vortex suddenly formed.

"Broken!" Wang Lin shouted, and his body suddenly stopped. At this moment, the vortex sword energy roared and rushed wildly around. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and cracks suddenly appeared on the walls of the abyss on both sides. , amidst the bursts of rattling sounds, these cracks became more and more numerous, and eventually spread almost everywhere up and down.

"Crack!" Wang Lin's voice was like thunder, rumbling and echoing around. The walls of the abyss on both sides suddenly shattered, and large pieces of gravel were sandwiched in the soil and all fell off.

The abyss within a hundred feet was shaken down by an inch after Wang Lin swept across it with his sword energy.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he used the fairy sword again. The sword energy spread out. Repeatedly, the walls of the abyss on both sides quickly decreased. After half a stick of incense, a slight gap was faintly revealed in one of the blank spaces. Ruoyouruowu's breath spreads out from the gap.

This aura is not that of Zhou Yi, but contains the domineering power of Hao Duan.

Wang Lin pointed forward with his right hand, and the fairy sword immediately roared out, followed closely by the scimitar, heading straight for the gap, flying rapidly around it, a large amount of gravel fell off, and in the blink of an eye, a man was buried deep in the abyss. In contrast, a hidden branch crack within three feet appeared in front of Wang Lin.

The gap was not big, only half a foot high, and it was pitch black inside. As soon as Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness penetrated, he was immediately knocked back by an extremely domineering Luo Shen Nian.

With this collision, Wang Lin's body was immediately thrown out and hit the wall of the abyss on the opposite side. With a bang, a large number of cracks appeared on the wall of the abyss behind him. Wang Lin's body was shattered. was trapped inside.

A mouthful of blood surged out of his body and flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a movement of his body, he flew out of the wall. With this movement, Wang Lin's face became even paler. The collision of his spiritual thoughts just now almost caused his soul to almost collapse!

If he hadn't aspired to the title, this simple collision could even shatter its soul immediately!

"So strong!" Wang Lin stared at the gap. He didn't know how deep it was, but he was sure at this moment that Zhou Yi must be inside!

Because the divine thought that was sent out just now belongs to only one person, and that is Ling Tianhou!

"Just the spiritual thoughts left behind can kill monks below the level of Qingding. What level of cultivation has this Ling Tianhou reached?

Achieving Dzogchen is equivalent to the end of the first step of spiritual practice. Only after passing the test of the two realms of yin and yang, can one enter the second step of spiritual practice, which is the third realm of nirvana!

There are three realms of broken nirvana: glimpse of nirvana, pure nirvana, and broken nirvana. Each state is divided into four stages: initial, middle, late, and perfect. Tianyunzi once said that he is at the end of the second step. Let me count him as the third. In the early stage of Nirvana, Ling Tianhou and Tian Yunzi have been rivals for tens of thousands of years. They will definitely not be too bad. It is very likely that they will reach the second level of Nirvana..."

There was a trace of persistence in Wang Lin's eyes. Compared with Ling Tianhou Tianyunzi and others, his cultivation was really insignificant, and he had not even completed the first step of cultivation. However, Wang Lin had persistence. He had entered the world since he was a boy. From the beginning of the world of cultivation, almost all the way along the way, I relied on my own efforts to reach the current level step by step, becoming a strong man who aspires to be the best!

Although those who aspire to be powerful are like ants in the eyes of those monks who have reached the second step of their cultivation, in the first step, reaching the aspiration is equivalent to a prince!

Wang Lin took a deep breath and touched the center of his eyebrows. The aura of killing one hundred thousand immediately turned into a brand of life and filled his whole body. To be precise, this was not the real one hundred thousand, but one missing one. The last one was drawn out by Wang Lin and integrated into it. mind.

In this way, he can truly make this brand of life last forever, unless he can crush the last one in his soul with one blow!

As soon as he patted the storage bag, the demonic armor turned into black threads and wandered outside Wang Lin's body. Waves of demonic energy dispersed and turned into armor, covering his body.

More than a dozen golden talismans surrounded by flying insects floated slowly around Wang Lin, adding an extra level of protection.

After doing this, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, and then took out the soul flag from the storage bag. The black flag rolled up and formed a large black cloud that enveloped Wang Lin, with hundreds of millions of souls roaring inside.

Wang Lin's eyes showed a decisive look, and he took a step forward, heading straight for the ten-foot-sized gap!

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