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"Wang Zhuo" Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. He moved as fast as thunder and roared away.
Although Wang Zhuo looked like a vicissitudes of life old man, Wang Lin recognized him at a glance.
Wang Zhuo felt sorrowful in his heart. Half of the dozen or so of them had died along the way. In the past few years, he had encountered such battles almost every day. Along the way, the shadow of death became thicker and thicker. .
Several other cultivating countries in the surrounding areas have been lost one after another, or have been destroyed, or have become vassals of the Immortal Relic Clan.
The third-level cultivation country is not the main battlefield of the Immortal Relic Clan, it is just a place where they cultivate combat experience for low-level tribesmen.
The Suzaku Kingdom did not pay too much attention to the third-level cultivator country. It only sent some early-stage monks to become gods. However, as the battle lasted, the Suzaku Kingdom eventually pulled away all the envoys from the third-level cultivator countries and gave up the third-level cultivator country. Level cultivation country.
In the eyes of the Suzaku Kingdom, the Yuanying monks are really insignificant in this war.
Wang Zhuo smiled miserably, watching another member of his sect die next to him. He looked at the other four members of the Immortal Relic Clan. They all had cultivation levels equivalent to those in the late stage of pill formation, but they did not directly attack the killer, but chased them all the way. In a teasing manner.
At this moment, suddenly a meteor streaked across the horizon in the distance, and bursts of unimaginable aura emitted from it. The four Immortal Relics people were suddenly startled and looked at it immediately.
Almost instantly, the meteor disappeared, and a man in white clothes with long hair flowing around came from a distance in a few steps.
The expressions of the four members of the Immortal Relic Clan suddenly changed. The four of them immediately noticed that the man in white had an aura that made them feel trembling. This aura could only be possessed by spellcasters with seven leaves or above in the clan.
"Yingbian" One of the Immortal Relics clan members said tremblingly. He exclaimed, turned around and ran away without saying a word. The other three people followed closely.
Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and he slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and the mosquito beast flew out. Without waiting for Wang Lin's instructions, it immediately roared and caught up with the four people as fast as lightning. The screams echoed, and the four people died tragically immediately, becoming The mosquito beast's delicacy.
This scene happened so fast that Wang Zhuo and others were stunned.
Wang Lin turned around, looked at Wang Zhuo, and chuckled: "Wang Zhuo, do you know me?"
"Senioryouit's you" Wang Zhuo was startled and immediately recognized Wang Lin as the man who transformed into a god in Hengyue Mountain.
Wang Lin shook his head and said, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I'm glad that you have reached the late stage of forming a pill. That's all. Let me help you once and help you conceive a baby!" As he said that, Wang Lin pressed his right hand on Wang Lin's body from a distance. Zhuo brow center.
The seal in Wang Zhuo's mind was immediately broken, and the memories of his past life flooded him like a flood. He swayed and fell into a coma.
Wang Lin glanced coldly at Wang Zhuo's other disciples. All of them were in the early stage of pill formation. Only one person was in the middle stage of pill formation. In this person's body, there was a spiritual seed left by Wang Lin back then.
"Where are you going?" Wang Lin asked.
The man with the spiritual seed was an old man. When Wang Lin saw him, he immediately trembled and said quickly: "More than a dozen of the younger generation were ordered to help the neighboring countries. Unfortunately, the neighboring countries were defeated by the Immortal Relics and have fallen. We After fighting all the way back, prepare to rush back to Zhao Kingdom."
Wang Lin patted the storage bag with his right hand, and a jade slip appeared in his hand, leaving a trace of artistic conception behind. He threw it to the old man and said calmly: "Take this thing to ensure that you return to Zhao Kingdom safely, go ahead."
The old man was so excited that he bowed his head repeatedly as if he had found a treasure. In his opinion, this thing was life!
Wang Lin waved his right hand, grabbed Wang Zhuo from the air, and disappeared in a flash.
The old man took a deep breath and bowed respectfully to the place where Wang Lin disappeared. He bowed sincerely without any distracting thoughts.
"Uncle, who is that senior?" A middle-aged man next to him asked cautiously.
The old man¡¯s eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and he said softly: ¡°That is the only god-transforming monk in our Zhao country¡±
"The monk who transforms into godsis he from Zhao?" The middle-aged man took a breath of air.
"Haha, you should have heard of his name" The old man moved and flew away into the distance, and the other disciples immediately followed him.
"Wang Lin, his name is Wang Lin!"
As soon as the word "Wang Lin" came out, several other disciples, including the big man, suddenly trembled, with a look of horror in their eyes.
In the world of Zhao Kingdom¡¯s cultivation, the name Wang Lin represents the monstrous evil spirit.temperament.
As for the child, he looks like six or seven years old, with a slightly red face, and is extremely cute.
There was silence for a while in the carriage, only the shouts of the bald man outside the carriage came from time to time, and then there was the sound of raindrops dripping on the carriage roof on a rainy night.
Yu'er responded obediently, maybe she was sleepy, so she lay in the woman's arms and gradually fell asleep.
"Your Majesty, Yu'er" The woman in the carriage had red eyes and was speechless.
The man sighed softly and said slowly: "The immortals in the capital have all left one by one and returned to their respective sects to fight. The foreigners who invaded the Zhao Kingdom are extremely powerful. As far as I know, the immortals in the Zhao Kingdom are currently Already defeated, all gathered in one place.¡±
The woman wiped away the tears from her eyes, looked at the child in her arms, and said softly: "Those people, why are they looking for these children everywhere"
The man took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Last night, I learned from a secret conversation with the emperor that these people are looking for children who have the qualifications to cultivate immortals. I am afraid they have great intentions. Alas, it would be great if my great-grandfather was here." ( To be continued, if you want to know 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 - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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