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After passing through the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain, the location of the person who heard the cold snort in Wang Lin's consciousness was getting closer and closer. A few days later, a continuous wasteland appeared in front of him.
This wasteland is full of wreckage, the ground is dry and cracked, and an unpleasant smell comes with the wind.
Wang Lin's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. The miraculous effect of the Immortal Fruit has invaded his entire mind for many days. His senses have been heightened countless times and will explode at the slightest stimulation.
At this moment, killing is the only thought in Wang Lin's mind!
He was like lightning and headed straight towards the wasteland.
At this moment, bursts of banging sounds suddenly came from the wasteland ground, and then, a khaki thorn made of soil suddenly rose from the ground and stabbed Wang Lin.
The moment the mud thorns appeared, countless mud thorns rushed out of the ground one after another, like ferocious sharp needles, piercing out crazily with a swishing sound. In the blink of an eye, the entire area around Wang Lin's body was filled with sharp needles. prick!
Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness is extremely sensitive. At this moment, he did not retreat, but the immortal power of his whole body exploded, forming a whirlpool. Under the sweep, all the thorns and thorns were shattered.
A dark figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and landed on a sharp thorn in the distance. This man was thin and his whole body was dark. His right knee was on the sharp thorn, and the whole person was lying prone, leaning on his side. He turned his head and looked gloomily at Wang Lin, who was dozens of feet away, and stretched out his tongue to lick his lips.
Wang Lin's eyes were red, he stepped forward, pressed his right thumb forward, and the wind of silence appeared in an instant, turning into a black light and heading straight towards the skinny old man.
The old man grinned. This smile was extremely sinister. Facing the finger of annihilation, he not only did not dodge, but suddenly opened his mouth. At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared behind the man. This shadow was about ten feet high. It is cocoon-shaped, with a dark appearance and hidden pustules.
When the skinny old man opened his mouth, a large mouth opened in the cocoon-shaped shadow behind him. With a suction, the black light was extinguished and was actually sucked into the old man's mouth. With a movement of his throat, he swallowed it alive.
The moment he swallowed it, the shadow behind him seemed to have swallowed the black light of annihilation. His abdomen bulged high, and his whole body squirmed. The pustules on its surface suddenly tore apart, and streams of foul-smelling thick water burst out. squirt.
The old man grasped the void with his thin hand, and the pus spurted out from the shadow behind him suddenly transformed and condensed in his hand, becoming a thick ball!
He stared at Wang Lin eerily, and said for the first time: "Little baby, your finger wind is delicious, I will give you one too!" As he said that, he suddenly threw the pus ball in his hand to the ground.
The speed of this pus ball was so fast that it fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. It shattered with a snap, and the pus inside it flowed out and merged into the earth.
In an instant, the ground with a radius of thousands of feet trembled with a rumble, and then a large amount of pus emerged from the cracks in the ground. In the blink of an eye, a ring-shaped surround was formed. On the outer layer of the ring, a circle of pus Immediately lifted into the air, forming a wall-like prison.
The old man licked his lips, swayed, and melted into the pus, disappearing. The moment it disappeared, the surrounding walls of pus suddenly shrank towards Wang Lin from all directions.
This pus wall covers the sky, covers the ground below, and is surrounded by space. At this moment, it shrinks rapidly to form a huge ball.
Outside the pus ball, the old man's figure appeared. He stared at the rapidly shrinking pus ball and said hoarsely: "Feng Yin, there is nothing wrong with you here. A mere monk dares to come here to run wild. In my There is no way he can survive under the pus in the sky and the sores on the earth!"
A gust of cold wind swept by, and more than ten feet away from the old man, the woman with tattoos on her face appeared. She looked coldly at the pus ball in front of her that had shrunk to only ten feet in size, and said in a cold voice: "If this person is like this We can be killed easily, and the master won¡¯t let us out!¡±
"Oh? Then I want to see how this little monk can get out of my Heavenly Pus magical power!" The skinny old man grinned, but his smile immediately froze.
I saw the rapidly shrinking pus ball. When it shrank to the size of three feet, it immediately stopped and could not continue. In the pus ball, a crazy fighting spirit and murderous aura penetrated the ball and spread out thickly.
This murderous aura radiated out, causing the surrounding climate to become cold and windy.
This fighting spirit, mixed with murderous intent, made the pupils of the skinny old man's eyes shrink suddenly.
At this moment, a muffled sound of thunder came from the pus ball. At this moment, a sword light split open the pus ball and rushed out of it instantly!
This sword light was shocking, and with its roar, the world was immediately filled with sword energy!
The fairy sword comes to the world, and it is still by its side.sp; At this moment, Wang Lin's mind was stimulated by the Immortal Fruit, and he had long lost his own consciousness. Everything was based on instinct. The wind was about to retreat, and this person could entangle with the scimitar, so he was naturally very fast.
As soon as she retreated, she was almost invisible.
Without even thinking about it, Wang Lin directly pressed his handprint. In front of him, a huge handprint suddenly appeared. The nameless palmprint that scared Mo Lihai back then appeared!
In this handprint, Wang Lin's murderous aura is automatically contained within it and moves accordingly.
A strong wind suddenly rose, and the handprints chased after him at an unimaginable speed, passing through the retreating Feng Yin's body. Feng Yin's body trembled, and the killing aura entered his body. With a bang, it turned into flesh and blood and collapsed.
The breeze swept by, Wang Lin's long hair fluttered, and he stepped towards the distance. Beside him, three weapons roared.
On the ground, there was a push of minced meat and a mummy, leaving endless air of death (To be continued, if you want to know the funeral, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading !) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com