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Chapter 1120 The top of the sea of ??clouds, disciples of the Shen Sect

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    The middle-aged man looked pale with bitterness on his face. He looked at Wang Lin who was gradually approaching. He was silent for a moment, clasped his fists and said, "Shang Qi, Taoist Demon Cong, I have met my fellow Taoist."

    Wang Lin didn¡¯t speak, but looked coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him. This man¡¯s cultivation had reached the middle stage of Suinirvana. Wang Lin had always wanted to know whether he could fight against the middle stage of Suiniruan after he merged with the original deity.

    The middle-aged man looked even more bitter. He sighed, clasped his fists again and said: "Two days ago, Wu Qing was expelled from the Demon Cong Dao. All his words and deeds have nothing to do with our Demon Cong Dao. This person has no good intentions and provokes the Shenzong."  Your Excellency, it is his own fault, if he dies he will die!"

    Wang Lin still said nothing, his eyes still cold.  The more he behaves like this, the more he fits the status of a member of the Shen Sect, and he is proud to dominate the world!  A mere sixth-level star domain sect is insignificant in the eyes of Shen Sect disciples!

    The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and raised his right hand to grab the void. A crack in the storage appeared in front of him, and bottles of pills flew out from it, seven bottles in total!

    "All of them are seventh-level soul-leaving pills, a total of forty-six pills!"

    Wang Lin¡¯s eyes were still cold.

    The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then stretched out his right hand again and took out a medicine bottle.

    "There are nine eighth-level soul-leaving pills in it"

    "Wu Qing's offense does not need to be investigated, but your Mo Cong Dao offense is not enough." Wang Lin's voice was calm, and he spoke slowly with a sense of majesty.

    This kind of majesty is definitely not something that ordinary monks can possess. Even if their cultivation has reached the nirvana, if they are not the master of a sect, and the master of an extremely powerful sect, they cannot possess it.

    Wang Lin once became the Holy Lord of the Vermilion Bird Saint Sect. There is no need to be deliberate at this moment. He only needs to recall the scenes of the Vermilion Bird Saint Sect, and his majesty will naturally show.

    The middle-aged man with a wry smile took out two wax pill pills from the crack in the storage again, looked at Wang Lin, and said bitterly: "Two tenth-level pills are already the limit of what I can take out."

    "Wu Qing spent tens of thousands of immortal jade to make things difficult for me and fight for a treasure." Wang Lin said calmly.

    The middle-aged man did not speak and took out a storage bag from the storage crack.

    Without even looking at the contents and quantity in the storage bag, Wang Lin rolled up everything with a flick of his sleeves, nodded to the middle-aged man, walked past him, and turned into a long rainbow straight towards Penglai East Square.  Go to the city.

    Until Wang Lin left, the middle-aged man's face gradually became ugly, and the anger in his heart was almost overwhelming.

    "Wu Qing, I told you not to provoke this person before, but you didn't listen!! You deserved to die!! You will also implicate Mo Cong Dao This person turned out to be a member of the Shen Sect, alas!"

    On the top of a mountain peak in the east of Penglai, Li Qianmei's eyes showed a strange light. She was silent for a long time and murmured softly: "Shen Zong? The disciples of Shen Zong have not left the ninth level star field for many years, and those who can use the magical power of the Spirit Seal  , who belongs to the core disciple of Shen Sect, how can he go out easily But the first palm of this person's hand was a bit strange. I don't know what kind of magical power it was. He actually controlled the energy of heaven and earth tyrannically, revealing the hidden meaning of slavery!  "

    Wang Lin was not moving very fast. The rainbow crossed the sky and gradually returned to the east of Penglai. At a glance, he saw half of the ruins of Chufang City and the densely packed monks floating in the air.

    Facing Wang Lin¡¯s arrival, these monks all had complicated expressions on their faces, and they all moved out of the way.  The eyes that looked at Wang Lin were also filled with awe. The monks who could come here were naturally not weak in cultivation. Everything that happened before shocked their hearts.

    Especially that huge palm print, almost everyone in the Yunhai Star Territory knows it. This palm print is very easy to identify, and everyone knows that it is Shenzong's first magical power seal!

    Even those who had doubts had no doubts at all after seeing the power of this palm seal.

    The sixth-level sect monks on Penglai Continent and the elders of their sects came out one after another, clasping their fists to signal to Wang Lin, and Cang Songzi also saw Wang Lin from a distance, smiled on his face, covering up the shock in his heart, and wanted to talk.  .

    Regarding all this, Wang Lin looked calm, snorted in his heart, clasped his fists politely, penetrated the crowd, and returned to his inn.  In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Wang Lin showed his cultivation level that could easily kill the early stage monks of Sui Nirvana. He also showed the Spirit of Service Seal. No one dared to provoke him in this fifth-level star field.

    Even the Baoyu Sect didn¡¯t dare to hold him responsible for destroying half of the city.

    Back at the inn, Wang Lin took stock of the gains from the battle. In addition to what the middle-aged man gave him after the war, there were also many items in Wu Qing's storage space.

    After scanning it briefly, Wang Lin took out the red feather.  Wang Lin took the feather in his hand and immediatelybsp; Cang Songzi coughed dryly and said in a deep voice: "I'll make a long story short. I saw fellow Daoist Lu exchange for a large amount of Yuan Jing. I must have some needs. If you help me successfully enter there, I will give you 10,000 Yuan Jing as a reward!"

    Wang Lin remained calm as he scanned the jade slip with his consciousness and closed his eyes slightly. The room was quiet, and Cang Songzi was not in a hurry, waiting for Wang Lin's reply.

    "I want 20,000 yuan crystals, 10,000 yuan upfront!" After a moment, Wang Lin opened his eyes and said calmly.

    Cang Songzi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay, if we can get the help of the Shen Sect disciples, 20,000 yuan crystals are worth it! When the auction ends tomorrow, I will send the yuan crystals, and we will go there!"

    Cang Songzi clasped his fists and left. After walking out of Wang Lin's room, the smile on his face disappeared and he snorted coldly in his heart.

    "How can the disciples of the Shen Sect lack Yuan Jing? This person's identity is extremely suspicious. Regardless of whether he is real or not, if he is obedient, that's all. As long as I can enter there, my cultivation level will definitely rise. By then" Cangsong Zishen  He took a breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart. He had been preparing for this for nearly a thousand years!  (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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