Immortal Renegade

Chapter 93
Wang Lin walked out of the cave and looked around with cold eyes, only to see that hundreds of people were divided into five parts, and a young man was surrounded by a young man. You only need one token for Xuan Dao Sect, why do you want so much? Why don’t you call it out, we will naturally not embarrass you.”

Among the Wufenggu disciples, a young man snorted coldly and said in a dark voice: "Li Shan, hand over the token, or you will die."

The person surrounded by them was Li Shan, who met Wang Lin in the Hengyue School that day. He came here on behalf of the Xuan Dao School this time. He was the only one in the team who was in the Qi Condensation Period. There are requirements for the upper limit of the cultivation base, even in the condensing stage, you can enter, but most of the sects will never arrange a disciple in the condensing stage to come here.

The reason why Li Shan was able to follow is because in addition to making some fake magic pills, he also has an excellent stealing skill.

With this ability, Park Nanzi made an exception to let him in, and at the same time gave him a magic weapon that could not be detected by the other party, but if this magic weapon was used too many times, it would gradually lose its effect.

This Li Shan is indeed a bit capable. Under the cover of the same family, he has touched a lot of things during the battle many times, and he has obtained three qualification tokens.

In addition to the token of Xuan Dao Sect, they have already mastered four pieces in their hands.

The sect that lost the token will naturally attack others like crazy, hoping to get a token back, so there are countless frequent battles before.

But Li Shan was too greedy. After he entered Cassia Valley, he couldn't help but use the treasure to cover up his traces and steal things when he saw people. After more times, the effect of the magic weapon gradually decreased, and finally he stole the fifth piece. When the token was used, the magic weapon completely lost its effect. He was discovered. Fortunately, Xuan Daozong rescued him in time, so he left his name, but this matter was publicized. Anyone who lost the token immediately understood. Knowing the reason for the incident, they stopped fighting one by one, and all went to the gathering place of the Xuandao Sect of Jueming Valley.

After the disciples of Xuan Dao Sect were trapped there, Li Shan saw that something was wrong and quietly fled from the tunnel that had been dug a long time ago.

After running a few steps, Li Shan looked back and was so frightened that he almost paralyzed there. There were more than 100 people chasing him with sword lights behind him, and all of them were obviously in the foundation building stage.

So there is a scene just now.

Li Shan knelt on the ground with a thud, and without saying a word, took out three tokens from the storage bag and placed them on the ground.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the three sects who lost their tokens immediately rushed out a few people, and they had to go forward to pick them up, but how could the other sects succeed, so they stopped them one after another.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, staring at the three tokens on the ground. With a move, he rushed over at a very fast speed. The opponent immediately rushed out of the block, but before he could hit the Fa Bao, Wang Lin waved his right hand, gravitational force. Shu immediately grabbed the opponent and threw it back.

In this way, Wang Lin was already approaching after a few ups and downs.

At this moment, all the warring parties discovered Wang Lin, and many of them had seen Wang Lin in the Cassia Valley.

However, there were still some monks who only heard about Wang Lin and did not see his appearance, so they rushed up without hesitation. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and a small green sword suddenly appeared. The surroundings flickered, and every time it flickered, a monk would turn into an ice sculpture and die on the spot.

Wang Lin sighed inwardly. He felt that Feijian had some problems a few days ago. Since the change of spiritual power, Feijian is not as easy to control as before. Fortunately, this feeling is not too heavy, so Wang Lin increased his control. After the strength, it can be ignored.

Under the spiritual power of the extreme realm, no foundation-building cultivator could stop Wang Lin's footsteps. Even those who held the magic weapons presented by their elders, their magic weapons became ice lumps under the spiritual power of the extreme realm.

You must know that a cultivator of the extreme realm, the best magic weapon in his body is spiritual power.

Five steps, Wang Lin took another five steps. In these five steps, several people died under the flying sword at each step. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people around, and most of them quickly evacuated from the outer periphery. Looking at this from a distance, I dare not go forward.

It was easy, Wang Lin stood in front of Li Shan, Li Shan was so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head, Wang Lin grabbed his right hand, and the three tokens flew up and landed in his hand. All the cards were put into the storage bag, and after a glance, he said coldly: "Hand over all the tokens, otherwise, you will die."

Li Shan was lying on the ground, and the voice felt a little familiar, so he looked up with courage, and suddenly his head buzzed, and he lost his voice: "You...Wang Lin!!"

Wang Lin glanced at Li Shan, and he shivered with fright. He quickly closed his voice, but there was a storm in his heart.

However, he was dumbfounded to find that the difference between himself and Wang Lin was simply the difference between heaven and earth. It was only a few years ago that the other party had such a cultivation level, killing the foundation-building cultivators with extreme ease, in Li Shan's eyes. , this Wang Lin's progress is too amazing.

After hearing Wang Lin's words, everyone couldn't help but think of Wang Lin's randomness to kill the base-building cultivator just now, and the rumors about him in the Cassia Valley, and they felt a chill in their hearts. After a long time, a young man in white sighed deeply. He glanced at Wang Lin and said, "Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what your cultivation is?"

Wang Lin said lightly, "Foundation."

(End of this chapter)