Chapter 242 Park Nanzi

Hengyue Mountains, within the Xuandao Sect.

In the back mountain, where Wang Lin was in seclusion, at the top of the dense cave, the only natural cave here, Park Nanzi was sitting cross-legged on a conical rock in the cave, closing his eyes and meditating.

His appearance has almost no change compared to four hundred years ago. He still has a wide face and big ears, and looks quite majestic.

At the top of the cave, there are several stalactites, and sometimes water drops down, hitting the puddles on the ground, making a beautiful sound.

After a long time, he saw strange lights flashing on Park Nanzi's face, changing back and forth. Slowly, he opened his eyes. At this moment, the clouds and mist flashed in his eyes, as if they included the sun, moon and stars.

Park Nanzi raised his right hand and slowly calculated it. Then he looked at the face without showing his joy and anger, but waved it forward, and the stone wall several feet away in front of him suddenly lit up.

Immediately afterwards, ten light spots slowly appeared on the stone wall.

However, as soon as these ten light spots appeared, six flashed sharply, getting darker and darker, and eventually shattered and disappeared.

Park Nanzi's face twitched slightly, and his expression became faintly gloomy. At this moment, the air around him immediately became solemn. Even the water droplets slowly flowing down the top of the stone wall were frozen and no longer dripped.

If there is a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage here, his eyes will lit up, which can change the fluctuations of spiritual power around him, and thus perform some more complex magical magic. This is what a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage can do.

Park Nanzi has now touched the edge of the God Transformation Stage. For him, the God Transformation Stage is not far away, but has become a layer of window paper. Just find the right position and break it with one stab.

Park Nanzi stared at the light spots on the stone wall, and after a long time, he murmured to himself: "Teng Huayuan, who did you provoke? What kind of powerful man have you provoked? Hey, that's the big trouble you caused? Alas!

If the Envoy had not designated your Teng clan as the tester, I would not want to care about your Teng family anymore!" Park Nanzi's face was gloomy. In fact, he still didn't know until now. The Envoy had taken a fancy to the Teng family and actually designated him as the tester.

If it weren't for this, with the qualifications of the Teng Family, it would be impossible for the nine Nascent Soul cultivators. Fuji Huayuan would not have jumped from the early stage of the Nascent Soul to become a late-stage strongman, second only to Park Nanzi in just a few hundred years.

He was silent for a little, stood up, flicked his sleeves, and his body disappeared immediately.

When he appeared, he had already arrived at the top of Xuandao Sect. Standing here, Park Nanzi knelt down on one knee, looked up at the sky, and his hands quickly changed the magic formula. As the magic formula changed in his hand, the clouds in the sky gradually increased, and a seemingly vague pressure slowly appeared.

Then Park Nanzi waved his arms and shouted: "Pu Nanzi, the lower-level cultivation country, borrow magic weapons!"

As soon as his voice fell, two blue and red lights flashed from the two main peaks of Hengyue Mountains. The light became more and more intense. At this moment, most of the spiritual power in the entire Zhao Kingdom rushed towards the clouds here. Immediately afterwards, the two blue and red lights slowly floated up and landed on both sides beside Park Nanzi. The light darkened and exposed its inner body.

I saw that its body was two Dharma wheels. Four oblique blades stretched out from this Dharma wheel, flashing cold lights. There were even cracks in space around the Dharma wheel.

It can be seen from this that this Dharma wheel must not be a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon. It is possible that it is a magic weapon made by cultivators above the God Transformation Stage and above.

Park Nanzi kowtowed a few times on the ground with a respectful expression, then cautiously cast a light of inspiration on the two Faluns, carefully put it in the storage bag, and then felt relieved. His whole body immediately emitted a wave of silence and murderous aura and murmured to himself: "Teng Huayuan, this is the last time I have helped you. If your Teng family still has not had the God Transformation Stage within a hundred years, then don't blame me for being rude to your Teng family."

After saying that, he flashed and disappeared without a trace.

At the moment when the spiritual power surged, Wang Lin suddenly realized that his face was normal, but his heart sank. After a while, he snorted coldly and galloped towards the only core tribe member of the Teng family that had not moved.

At the border of Zhao State, there is a mysterious place here. For four hundred years, the mortal warriors nearby have changed their faces when they mention this place. Even cultivators are extremely afraid of this place.

Here is a huge black mud pit.

It is a deep pit composed of a black mud that emits a pungent smell. Almost no one knows how deep it is except for a few people.

But every hundred years, this pit will explode once, and every time it explodes, its momentum is extremely amazing.

As for normal times, this place is also a forbidden area. No matter whether it is a mortal, monk, or a bird or a strange beast, any mortal who is a certain range from this pit will be sucked into the mud pit by a huge suction force and buried alive.

After a long time, a layer of gray fog appeared outside the mud pit without realizing it, completely covering the surroundings.

This is the Black Mire Pond, the most dangerous place in Zhao State in the past four hundred years.

At this moment, in the deepest part of this black mud pool, there was a black crystal coffin. The coffin had no cover and was completely covered with black mud. There were countless white bones all over the coffin, or in the black mud around it.

Among these bones, there are people and beasts. They are all those who have been sucked into this place for the past four hundred years.

This place is the place where Fujiya is the most feared person, Fujiya.

Fujii is a legend of the Fuji family.

This person is not the junior of Fujiwayuan. To be precise, he is the clan of Fujiwayuan.

He is the only one among the core members of the Teng family. From beginning to end, no one dares to challenge him. He is also the only one who has always dominated the title of Tengyi for four hundred years.

When Wang Lin was thousands of miles away from the Black Mile Pond, he had already noticed the extraordinary place here. He pondered for a little while, and did not let the mosquito beasts continue to fly, but flew alone.

Almost as soon as Wang Lin entered a thousand miles, a thin palm suddenly stretched out from the coffin under the black mud. Slowly, a man who looked like a skeleton sat up from the coffin.

The man's whole body was almost pitch black, almost skinny and boneless, without any flesh and blood. On top of his head, there were only a few hairs, and his whole body looked extremely terrifying.

A faint light gradually emerged in his eyes, and then he slowly looked up.

At this time, Wang Lin had already come to the sky above the black mud pool. His expression was solemn that he had never felt before. The forbidden banner had already been sacrificed and fluttered around him. Looking at the black mud pool, Wang Lin did not hesitate at all. A red light flashed in his eyes, and the extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly appeared, turning into a series of lightning, sinking into the black mud.

The man in the coffin deep in the black mud had a bright lightning in his eyes. He saw red lightning rushing in the mud and falling towards the man. The man stretched out his thin right hand and gently tapped it to one of the red lightning.

With a bang, the red lightning disappeared without a shadow, and the man's fingers broke.

The man Tiantian's mouth corner, and a strong fighting spirit appeared in the faint light in his eyes. He slowly stood up. At this time, red lightning fell one after another, but every time, he would be blocked by this person with his fingers.

Finally, all the lightning disappeared, layers of cracks appeared in this man's entire right hand. He glanced at his right hand, and with a trembling tremble, his right hand turned into pieces and disappeared.

He didn't care at all, but instead exuded a strong fighting spirit from his body, splitting the corners of his mouth, and rushing upwards with his whole body.

Wang Lin's face was quite ugly. He had clearly felt that the lightning that the extreme spiritual consciousness turned into was actually destroyed by this person at the cost of a right hand.

This was something that had never happened before. Wang Lin could be very sure that this person's cultivation level had never reached the level of transformation of the gods, but he could actually block the extreme level of spiritual consciousness!

At the moment when the thin man rushed out from the bottom of the pond, Wang Lin did not hesitate. The forbidden banner turned into a dark curtain and covered the surroundings. More than ninety forbidden energy rushed out of the dark curtain like black dragons, and roared towards the mud under Wang Lin's right finger.

The thin man showed a dull expression on his face at the oncoming ban on breath, but he didn't dodge or dodge, allowing the ban on breath to fall and hit him.

Suddenly, his body shattered, but when the last forbidden energy disappeared, although countless cracks appeared on the person's body, his body did not shake a single point.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy and his body immediately retreated. At the same time, he made a gesture with his right hand, pointed to the dark curtain of the sky, and then more than ninety forbidden auras appeared.

The thin man looked down at the cracks on his body, looked up at Wang Lin's mouth, and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Wang Lin had almost no hesitation, and his body immediately flashed to the side. With a squeak, Wang Lin's sleeve was torn off. In the place where he had just disappeared, the thin man grabbed a corner of his clothes with his left hand, and his eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

Wang Lin's scalp was a little numb and he stared at the thin man. If he had slowed down just now, he had been hit by the other party.

His eyes were too long, and with one finger, the air was shut down again and rushed towards the other party.

The thin man's eyes once again showed a confused and dull look in his eyes. He did not dodge or dodge, and let the forbidden air slam the body, and there were more cracks on his body.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. Before the forbidden energy disappeared, he used his spiritual power to summon the same amount of forbidden energy and blew it down one after another. At the same time, his body was never stopped, but flashed around, controlling the moment when the forbidden energy fell, the lightning turned into the extreme spiritual consciousness, and it was emitting lifelessly.

The thin man did not move at all. Only when the extreme spiritual consciousness fell would he stretch out his left hand to touch it. Gradually, there were more and more cracks on his body, and even under the attack of the extreme spiritual consciousness, his left hand had already appeared shattered.
Chapter completed!