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Chapter 123 Tianli Dan

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    A skinny old man walked out of the Nascent Soul monks of Luohe Gate. He was wearing a black robe, his face was covered with deep wrinkles, his eyes were dim, and he seemed to have no energy. At this time, he rolled his eyelids slightly and said hoarsely:  "Whoever kills the most enemies every month will receive a Tianli Pill!"

    As soon as the three words Tianli Dan appeared, Wang Lin clearly noticed that almost all the monks around him had heavy auras and their breathing was slightly rapid.

    In Ma Liang¡¯s memory, he also has an understanding of Tianli Pill. There are very few Tianli Pills at this time. There are no more than 30 pills in the entire Huofen Kingdom. It is a rare elixir of the Huofen Kingdom and can increase the chance of forming a pill.  If taken during the pill formation stage, you can directly enter the stable stage when you improve your level.  Several of the main medicines in it have been cut off, but the remaining thirty pills have been carefully preserved from thousands of years ago.

    Next, about 5,000 monks were divided into several teams and received their respective tasks. Wang Lin was also among them.

    These teams dispersed and attacked, eating away at all the cultivators they encountered. Nascent Soul Stage masters patrolled the surroundings, ready to support and resist the opponent's Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.

    Wang Lin was assigned to the eighth team of the tenth team. The eighth team has nearly thirty members in total, each belonging to different sects. Five of them are in the foundation building stage, and the rest are around the thirteenth or fourth level of the Qi Condensation stage.  The leader of the team was a monk from the Demon Sect's first stage of alchemy. For some reason, Wang Lin was the only one in the War Temple.

    The task they received was to assist the 10th Brigade in occupying a medium-sized spiritual vein on the border.  As a monk in the foundation building period of the Temple of War, Wang Lin obtained a pill. This pill is not very powerful. Because the quantity is large, the quality of each piece is basically different. It is useless.  It's not an exaggeration to describe it.

    Moments before leaving, Feng Luan called someone to call Wang Lin.

    In a unique attic, Feng Luan stood by the window, looking in the direction of the Fire Nation. After a long time, she threw out a jade slip and said, "Hong'er once said that you were extremely strong when you were in the extraterrestrial space. Why do you show such bad behavior now?"  His cultivation level is only in the middle stage of foundation building?"

    Wang Lin took the jade slip, glanced at it with his consciousness, and suddenly looked strange. What was recorded in this jade slip was a small map. The map marked seven or eight countries in the northern part of Huo Fen Kingdom, and the names of these countries were clearly marked on it.  The level of cultivation and what materials are abundant.

    He pondered a little, his eyes flickered, and he roughly guessed the meaning of the other party's words.

    Feng Luan waved her hand and said: "There are three copies of this map. If you can kill fifty foundation-building monks, I will give you another copy. Before the end of the war, if you can kill a hundred and fifty people, finally  I¡¯ll give you a share. Go down.¡±

    Wang Lin turned around and left without saying a word. He had already guessed what Feng Luan said. There is no cheap charity in this world, but only unequal exchange.

    Comparatively speaking, the Yuanying monks of the Huo Burning Kingdom, especially Feng Luan, are somewhat humane. Because of Zhou Zihong's incident, they stopped the seizure of his body for him.  As for the map, the meaning is very clear. If Wang Lin has the ability, he can naturally get it. If he doesn't have the ability and dies on the battlefield, he can't blame others.

    Wang Lin originally did not intend to participate in the war between the two countries, but now he has changed his mind. The map is only one of them, and Li Dan is his focus that day.

    Wang Lin was bound to get the elixir that could increase the chance of forming an elixir. According to his plan, he would find another place to practice the Underworld Ascension Art. After refining three cold elixirs, he would have a higher chance of successfully forming an elixir, but he still  There is a certain chance of failure.

    Wang Lin has great expectations for forming pills. Once he can successfully form pills, it means that he will become the first person in the Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, he does not allow any mistakes. If he can be assisted by Tianli Dan, plus  Wang Lin is confident that he is at least 80% sure about the chance of the Underworld Ascension Technique itself.

    Thinking of this, there was a murderous look in his eyes.

    The invasion team of the Fire Burning Alliance dispersed on the second day. Ten Nascent Soul Stage monks were wandering within a radius of ten thousand miles. Once the opponent's Yuanying Stage appeared, they would teleport over immediately.

    A group of about thirty monks flew towards the north quickly with sword light, and stopped on a deserted mountain peak. An old man with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes showed a bloodthirsty look from time to time, said proudly  : "The monks of the 10th Brigade have begun to attack the personnel stationed in the Xuanwu Kingdom in the spiritual veins. There must be people from the other side coming to support. Our mission is to block everyone who passes here within a radius of 500 miles. You  Once everyone has dispersed, if you find anything, please notify me immediately."

    After saying that, the old man sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and said nothing.  This old man is the captain of the eighth team, Zhang Zili, a monk in the early stage of the Evil Demon Sect's pill formation. Except for the five foundation-building stages of these monks under his command, he ignored them all.

    Wang Lin stepped on his feet,I went a long way and landed on a tree crown, meditating and breathing out my breath.  As for the others, they also dispersed, each looking for a place to meditate. For a while, the surroundings were extremely quiet except for the slight sound of breathing.

    Zhang Zili opened his eyes and glanced around with disdain. Deep down, he was extremely dissatisfied with the placement of himself here. In his opinion, his position should be in the first brigade to sweep across his sect's mountain gate.  In that case, there would be plenty of oil and water, but right now, it would be tasteless to stop the supporting people who might not be able to pass by in this place where they can't even poop.

    Time passed slowly, and suddenly Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked into the distance, with a sneer on his lips.

    At this time, Zhang Zili also noticed the abnormality. He immediately stood up and looked into the distance. He saw more than ten sword lights flying quickly. Zhang Zili added his lips, opened his mouth and spat out a stream of ink light. As soon as the ink light appeared, it immediately turned into a sword.  Scissors, he waved his right hand, and the scissors shot out immediately. At the same time, he laughed sinisterly and shouted: "Kill!"

    After saying that, he stepped down and sent his body out like a sharp sword. The monks from the eighth team around him rushed up one by one and stopped him in mid-air.

    The two sides had no other words at all. They immediately killed each other as soon as they saw each other. Among the more than ten people from Xuanwu Kingdom, there were no monks in the Dan Formation stage, all of them were in the Foundation Establishment stage. As soon as they saw Zhang Zili, they immediately divided into eight people and made a move.  The weird sword formation surrounded Zhang Zili. For a moment, Zhang Zili was unable to escape and was trapped in the formation, roaring and cursing angrily.

    The remaining seven people started a battle with the monks of the eighth team.

    Wang Lin's eyes were cold. He didn't have time to delay slowly. He was bound to get the map and Tianli Dan. At this moment, he moved and the flying sword shot out instantly. Lightning penetrated the opponent's first-level foundation-building monk's chest with lightning.  There was a burst of blood.

    As soon as the extreme consciousness was dispersed, the remaining six foundation-building monks' eyes darkened, and then the flying swords flashed and pierced the chests of these people one by one.

    In the eyes of outsiders, these seven foundation-building monks all died under Wang Lin¡¯s flying sword, but they didn¡¯t know that long before the flying sword, these people had lost their consciousness and died.

    The moment seven people were killed, both sides were stunned. Whether it was the enemy that was besieging Zhang Zili, Zhang Zili, or other members of Team 8, they all cast their incredible gazes on Wang Lin.

    The life-killing flying sword was currently hovering above Wang Lin's head, exuding a deep chill.

    The eight people who besieged Zhang Zili immediately turned pale. One of them shouted: "Get out!" Then the eight people quickly retreated and fled desperately.

    Zhang Zili glanced at Wang Lin with a hint of fear in his eyes. He thought he was not sure he could kill seven foundation-building monks in the blink of an eye. He guessed in his heart that Wang Lin must have hidden his cultivation so that he looked like he was in the middle stage of foundation-building.  .  He cursed secretly in his heart, but then he thought about it, this method is really easy to use, and maybe it will have miraculous effects if the enemy is careless.

    But these are not important at the moment. Those eight foundation-building monks just set up some kind of sword formation, and they were able to trap him, a monk in the pill-forming phase. This kind of thing is too humiliating, especially in front of his own team members.

    Zhang Zili looked gloomy, moved his body forward, and chased after him.  Just as they were about to catch up, the eight foundation-building monks didn't know what spells they used. Suddenly, milky white gases appeared all over their bodies. As soon as these gases appeared, they immediately wrapped around their legs, and their speed more than doubled.

    Zhang Zili sneered, made seals with both hands, and pressed it on his chest. Suddenly a golden elixir emitting strong fluctuations of spiritual energy came out of his mouth. With a finger of his right hand, the golden elixir immediately exploded with the sound of wind and thunder.  He rushed out suddenly and caught up with eight people in the blink of an eye. After hitting three people continuously, the golden elixir was withdrawn.

    The three people spurted blood and immediately fell from the air.

    The remaining five people didn¡¯t even look at them, they used their speed to the limit and escaped.  Zhang Zili snorted softly, and at this moment, the five people who had escaped far away suddenly tilted their bodies and fell from the air one after another.

    Zhang Zili took a closer look and saw Wang Lin flying quickly from a distance. When he saw this, his expression changed slightly. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard Wang Lin's voice.

    "There are no less than a hundred monks coming from behind!" At the same time as the words came, Wang Lin passed by Zhang Zili and rushed far away in an instant.

    At this time, Zhang Zili had already seen hundreds of sword lights appearing on the horizon. He immediately turned around and ran away. When he turned around, he found that Wang Lin was no longer around, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

    The other members of the eighth team, seeing that the situation was not good, retreated towards the spiritual veins.

    After Wang Lin flew far away, seeing no one around, he stepped on the ground, slid into the ground, launched his earth escape technique, and escaped towards the west.

    He just killed twelve foundation-building monks, and he still has thirty-eight left to exchange for a map. If he travels with his teammates, although his safety can be guaranteed, if he wants to achieve the results that can get Tianli Dan,  He still needs to act alone.

    The hundreds of sword lights passed through the air, aiming at the spiritual veins. After they passed by, Wang Lin got his head out of a dense forest, looked at them coldly for a while, and followed them.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)As shown in the figure, although safety can be guaranteed if he travels with teammates, he still needs to act alone if he wants to achieve the results that can lead to Tianli Dan.

    The hundreds of sword lights passed through the air, aiming at the spiritual veins. After they passed by, Wang Lin got his head out of a dense forest, looked at them coldly for a while, and followed them.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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