Immortal Renegade

Chapter 390: Vermillion Bird Star's Most Talented Person

Chapter 395

The moment Wang Lin retreated, the remaining ice pucks galloped forward with a wild whistling sound, crashing wildly one after another.

"Bang" "Bang"

The ice ball hit Wang Lin, and he swung his fists quickly, but there were too many ice balls, and the superimposed power of the bombardment formed a huge roar that shook the world.

At this moment, the land of the entire Snow Country was once again covered with countless cracks.

Li Yuan's cover was hideous, and he shouted: "Zeng Niu, die!"

Wang Lin's body was smashed to the ground like a meteor in the roar of the huge ice ball, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.

A trace of green smoke emerged from it, and it was dissipated by the wind.

It's just that Li Yuanfeng's complexion, instead of relaxing, became more gloomy.

"The supernatural powers of infant transformation are really mysterious, but the fairy power contained in your ice ball is too little!" A cold voice came from the deep pit, but Wang Lin's figure slowly floated out of the deep pit.

His clothes were a little torn, but his eyes were bright.

Li Yuan's cover color was ugly, he stared at Wang Lin, gritted his teeth and slapped the storage bag, and a pair of copper bells appeared, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the copper bells.

The moment Wang Lin saw the pair of bronze bells, he recognized at a glance that it was the magic weapon that transformed the man who called himself Situ Nan back then, and his eyes flickered immediately.

"Feng!" Li Yuanfeng clenched his hands and shouted.

The two copper bells immediately became larger, and the symbols on them flickered continuously, absorbing all the blood essence of Li Yuanfeng sprayed on them. Immediately, cracks appeared on the copper bells, and two withered arms immediately appeared.

On these two arms, a dense black mist was emitted, and the black mist contained an extremely heavy cold aura, spreading wildly in all directions.

Li Yuanfeng looked ferocious, full of madness, these two bronze bells can be said to be his last magic weapon.Since I got it many years ago, I have been refining it with the primordial spirit, and until now, I have been able to control it freely.

"Solution!" Li Yuanfeng yelled, and touched Wang Lin with his right hand, and the black mist above the two withered arms immediately boiled, and turned into two figures completely composed of black mist in a blink of an eye.

The two figures couldn't see their faces clearly, and at the moment they moved, one left and one right rushed towards Wang Lin. Before they arrived, the cold air rushed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly. He had not merged with the deity in the middle stage of cultivation before, and lost to the black shadow with broken arms, but at this moment, he was not afraid, and rushed forward with a single movement, fist waving.

"Bang" "Bang"

There were two loud bangs, and the shadows made up of the two black mist immediately let out a muffled sound. The black mist seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and dispersed backwards, revealing the two severed arms inside.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and he tapped forward twice with both hands, and immediately two beams of spiritual power flew out and landed around the broken arm.

"Seal!" Wang Lin shouted.

Immediately, the aura turned into iron chains and locked the broken arms. The two broken arms struggled immediately. When Wang Lin moved his hands, the Forbidden Banner and the Soul Banner flew out and landed around the two broken arms respectively.

"Seal!" Wang Lin shouted again.

With a flick of the two streamers, two clouds of mist, one black and one purple, were formed, completely enveloping the severed arm.

At the same time, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and two bells flew out. When he touched it, they immediately became larger and fell from the sky to cover them respectively.

All of this was completed in the blink of an eye, Li Yuan turned pale and fled without saying a word.

How could Wang Lin let him escape? With a movement of his body, at the speed of the ancient god's physical body, he came to Li Yuanfeng's body under his steps. Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and his right hand shot out.

"boom"

Li Yuanfeng sprayed blood, his body was like a shooting star, and he left far away.

Wang Lin stomped again, appeared above Li Yuanfeng, shouted loudly, and dropped his fist again. This time, Li Yuanfeng spit blood again, fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Immediately, within a hundred feet around his body, a huge deep pit immediately appeared.

Li Yuanfeng spat blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dim, but there was still a hint of malice.

"Even if the old man dies, I will hold you back!" Li Yuanfeng roared, his eyes were red, and a crazily destructive aura emanated from his body.

"Infant transformation period self-explosion, Li Yuanfeng, I can tear open the cracks and leave after your explosion, but the whole snowy area will be buried with you, the person you found behind is not me, It's the entire Snowy Country!" Wang Lin said calmly with his usual expression and calm eyes.

As he said that, he grabbed the void with his right hand, and suddenly a crack in space appeared, and a wind of death blew out of it, but this wind had no effect on Wang Lin.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes showed a look of struggle. Although he said he was selfish, he was born in the Snowy Country and was a native of the Snowy Country. He had deep feelings for the Snowy Country.

After a while, he let out a wry laugh, and gave up the self-destruction. Zeng Niu was right. Whether his self-destruction would hurt the other party was another matter. However, there was no suspense in the Snowy Country, and it would definitely disappear in Suzaku Star.

He fixed his eyes on Wang Lin, took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zeng Niu, this old man is defeated, but this matter has nothing to do with the Snowy Country, don't you want to kill them all, if you agree, this old man is willing to let you do it!"

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and his right hand was slightly spaced, and the soul-drawing technique immediately appeared, turning into a spiritual light and imprinting on the center of Li Yuanfeng's eyebrows.

Li Yuanfeng did not resist, but sighed lightly, glanced at the familiar land around him nostalgicly, and closed his eyes.

"Break out!" Wang Lin said softly.

Immediately, Li Yuanfeng's body shrank crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, his whole body had become skinny.

A flash of purple-gold light flew out from between his eyebrows.

"Infant Transformation Soul!" Wang Lin focused his eyes, grabbed the soul with his big hand from the air, and immediately grabbed the soul, sealed it and put it in the storage bag.

Li Yuanfeng, a hero of a generation, just died!
Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked up at the two severed arms controlled by the bell and the double flags, he called his right hand and put it in his hand.

Then he moved his body and flew into the air.

At this moment, all the cultivators in Xueyu Kingdom saw the previous battle with their spiritual consciousness, witnessed Li Yuanfeng's death with their own eyes, and a surge of grief and indignation welled up in their hearts.

Wang Lin was in the air, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the entire Snowy Country, sending out a divine thought.

"From today onwards, the Xueyu Kingdom does not allow the existence of cultivators higher than Huashen, nor does it allow any sects of cultivation to exist, otherwise, I will come again!"

As soon as Wang Lin's Yuanshen artistic conception moved, a scroll of reincarnation of life and death reappeared in the sky. Under Wang Lin's touch, more than ten streaks of gray air flew out of the scroll, and dispersed in all directions in a blink of an eye, penetrating into every corner of the snowy country. In the body of the cultivator of Huashen.

"seal up!"

With one word, the cultivation bases of all the cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits were immediately sealed by Wang Lin's artistic conception, just like Li Yuan sealed Wang Lin back then.

At this moment, there are two marks left on the foreheads of these cultivators, one light and one heavy, representing life and death.

Their cultivation has plummeted.

After finishing these, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and the mosquito beast flew out, carrying him to the distance, and gradually disappeared into the sky.

After this battle, the rumor of Zeng Niu's disappearance and reappearance immediately spread throughout Suzaku Star.

No one doubted Zeng Niu's strength. He defeated Li Yuanfeng in the infant transformation period, sealed the cultivator who transformed a country into a god, and forcibly forced a five-level comprehension country to two levels, becoming a third-level cultivation country.

This kind of thing made everyone who knew it shocked and paled.

At this moment, in an alley in a small town in a certain third-level cultivation country, an old man was sitting. In front of him, there was a small basin with some coppers scattered in it. Scattered noodles.

Standing respectfully beside him was a person with a wide face and big ears, and a strange appearance.If Wang Lin was here, he would definitely recognize this acquaintance at a glance.

"This Zeng Niu's great handwriting can actually kill a monk in the infant transformation stage. It's not easy. Old man, I was really smart back then, haha." The old man rubbed his chin, looked up at the person beside him, and said: "Zeng Niu helped you make Xueyu Country a third-level cultivation country, and you also help him, go meet that Liu Mei, and you wear my straw hat, so that even if you lose, you can escape. Look at this junior To what extent has the Thousand Illusions and Ruthless Dao reached!"

The man with a wide face and big ears said respectfully, looking up at the direction of the Snowy Country, with a hint of memory and melancholy in his eyes.

After the person left, the old man stood up, picked up the copper coins on the plate and put them into his arms one by one, and said to himself: "There are still 12 years left, Suzakuzi, when I bet with you, the loser will be punished for a thousand years." , There are still 12 years left, and the old man will punish himself."

He took a deep breath, moved his body, and disappeared in place.

"It's such a headache. The four people selected by the old man belong to Zixin who is the most troublesome. Why bother with that Zengniu? She was thrown into the crack in the space, and the old man is required to bring her out. If it weren't for this woman, she would be a junior in the future. If there is a crack in his Dao heart, the old man will not save it.

Dry wind... Dry wind... Sigh, this man is the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. Compared with him, Hongdie is even worse! "

The battle between Zeng Niu and Li Yuanfeng spread throughout the entire Suzaku Star, and it could make a five-level comprehension country fall to the third level. Almost all the monks knew about such a big thing.

At this moment, on the Zhuque Mountain in the Zhuque Kingdom, in the forbidden area behind the mountain, the dry wind crushed the sound transmission jade slip in his hand. What, he is nothing more than a waste who was forcibly promoted. If you can kill the ancestor of the troll tribe, then you are qualified to be my opponent..."

Behind him, Hongdie stood quietly, her eyes were empty and lifeless.

Ganfeng looked back at Hongdie, smiled evilly, and said, "Unfeeling, do you want to fight this Zengniu again? This was your greatest wish before the death of the primordial spirit."

(End of this chapter)