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This person did not dodge or dodge, and allowed the magic weapon to attack. However, under such a strong consumption, even Wang Lin could not bear it, especially the extreme spiritual consciousness, which would cause great losses to the Nascent Soul every time he used it.

Wang Lin's body flashed and appeared a hundred miles away. He immediately took out a jade bottle from the storage bag, poured it into his mouth, and quickly replenished the spiritual power in his body.

But at this moment, the thin man suddenly raised his head and moved his body again.

Wang Lin was shocked by the alarm, and his body immediately flashed out. Almost as the thin man appeared, he could dodge it suddenly.

Sweat was already on his forehead, and he quickly digested the elixirs in his body to replenish the consumption of the Nascent Soul. At the same time, he slapped the storage bag, and the ancient sword scabbard immediately appeared in his hand. Wang Lin took out a flying sword and stabbed it at an extremely fast speed.

Suddenly, the sword energy in the sword sheath suddenly surged out, forming a thick sword energy, which fell on the thin man's body.

The man's eyes were already dull. When the sword energy came, he did not dodge or dodge, and let the sword energy fall on his body. In the end, the bones of his body could not withstand the successive blows and began the final shattering.

However, when the bones of his body were about to be crushed, a sudden look appeared in the man's eyes, and he raised his hazy left hand casually, and seemed to have difficulty pinching out a magic trick to his left hand that was about to be crushed, and a sound like a friction between his mouth: "Closing!"

Suddenly, his body, which was about to be shattered, suddenly flashed with golden light, and then he immediately returned to normal, intact.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and stared at the person, unable to speak for a long time.

The thin man's eyes flashed, staring at Wang Lin, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, clenched his fists, and his body turned into a afterimage, hitting Wang Lin with one punch.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he immediately retreated, but he immediately discovered that the spiritual power around him was actually drained by some mysterious force in an instant, and even a force that seemed to be imprisoned appeared around him. Under this power, Wang Lin immediately realized that his speed was rapidly restricted.

At this moment, Wang Lin's mentality immediately calmed down. He quickly took out the bronze ancient mirror from the storage bag and flashed to the other party. However, the green light emitted on the ancient mirror had no effect on the thin man. His fist hit the ancient mirror suddenly. Suddenly, cracks appeared in the mirror, and bursts of light flashed out from it in an instant.

Under this light, the power of imprisonment around him suddenly slacked off. Wang Lin did not hesitate at all and immediately rushed out. At the same time, he felt quite painful in his heart and shouted: "Explode!"

The bronze ancient mirror suddenly shone violently, and with a loud bang, it exploded.

The explosion formed a powerful storm, sweeping around. After the storm, the thin man spewed a mouthful of golden blood out of his mouth. As soon as the blood was released, he suddenly became listless. At the same time, his face showed a panic and rushed towards the blood quickly, trying to swallow the golden blood.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He did not hesitate at all. Not only did he not retreat, but instead rushed forward. It was obvious that the golden blood was extremely strange.

The thin man saw Wang Lin rushing forward, and grabbed the blood with one hand. Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his big hand grabbed the air. The two of them tried hard to fight each other. The golden blood separated from it, split into two, and flew towards the two.

The thin man grabbed the blood and swallowed it immediately. A faint light flashed in his eyes, staring straight at Wang Lin, and rushed forward quickly.

Wang Lin grabbed the golden blood, flashed without saying a word, and fled to the distance.

The two of them were galloping and flashing. Wang Lin did not walk in a straight line, but wandered around the black mud. He always felt that the other party was strange and unpredictable. When he saw the golden blood, he suddenly had an epiphany.

Although he did not recognize this golden blood, there was a similar existence in the memory of the ancient god Tu Si.

In fact, this golden blood is not an amazing thing. It is just a little similar to the blood of the ancient god, or it can be said that it contains a trace of blood of the ancient god.

The thin man's attack, except for the previous condensed body, had almost no spells or spiritual power fluctuations, but completely attacked with his body.

This attack method can no longer be a means of cultivation. This person is like a refined mummy puppet, only knowing brute force.

Moreover, the magic that Wang Lin cast was even more confused, but there seemed to be a trace of sudden appearance in this confusion. In this way, this person must have practiced some kind of strange martial arts, and under the influence of this martial arts, he became like this.

There are too many various techniques in the cultivation world, and Wang Lin cannot know them all. In fact, what he guessed was very correct. The technique practiced by Tengyi was a magical power similar to the ancient god's body refining.

This magical power was not owned by Zhao State, but brought by the envoy from Tongtian Tower.

After practicing this magical power, the spiritual consciousness and the sea of ​​consciousness will no longer exist, but will be integrated into the bones of the whole body. Therefore, Wang Lin's extreme spiritual consciousness will lose the fatal effect of a blow.

Wang Lin stared at the ball of golden blood in his hand, his eyes flashed constantly, and his mind gradually became clear. This person's movements were not like a puppet mummy, but were imitating the ancient god!

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and when he slapped the storage bag, a ball of black mist flew out from it and turned into two puppet mummies. This was the Nascent Soul Puppet obtained from one of the core members of the Teng Family.

Wang Lin bounced his right finger and two drops of blood fell on the puppet's eyebrows. Suddenly, the two puppets' eyes flashed red, and they roared and rushed towards the thin man.

With his fists and feet, he started a fight, trying to stop the other party's steps.

The thin man's eyes flashed with his faint light, he clenched his fists and hit the chest of a mummy puppet. Suddenly, the puppet's body shook and its whole body shattered into pieces.

Although his companion died, the other puppet was not sure what it was afraid of and resolutely pounced on it.

Wang Lin took this opportunity and stopped his body instantly. He threw away the golden blood in his hand, pinching the strange magic tricks with both hands, and even more complicated and indescribable spells came from his mouth.

Even no matter how knowledgeable a person is, it is probably difficult to hear the meaning of this spell, because Wang Lin is now using the words of an ancient god to develop a magical technique.

In fact, Wang Lin had a lot of magical powers and magic in his mind, but if these magical spells were not inherited from the ancient divine power, it would be impossible to display them.

The magical powers he has shown now are one of the few magical powers that do not require the power of the ancient gods, but only requires blood. The moment he saw the golden blood, Wang Lin decided to cast this spell.

As Wang Lin recited the spell, the golden blood in front of him boiled quickly, and a trace of white gas emerged from it. As the gas increased, the golden blood was compressed rapidly, and finally suddenly turned into an ancient symbol.

At the moment when this symbol appeared, the sky was darkened, and all the clouds disappeared in the blink of an eye. Then, a golden light fell from the sky. In the golden light, a huge figure composed entirely of spiritual power slowly appeared.

This figure was huge, almost over the sky and on the ground. As his body condensed, all the spiritual veins in the entire State of Zhao instantly became ordinary mountains from then on.

The spiritual power inside it surged rapidly.

The remaining two-fifths of the spiritual power in the spiritual veins was also dissipating rapidly. However, the blood that triggered this magical power was too little, not enough to completely solidify the giant's phantom and could only maintain an illusory state.

Wang Lin's forehead was sweating, and the huge magical power was urging to his body, and the purple star dots on his forehead flickered rapidly. At the same time, Wang Lin's difficult right finger had already seen something bad, and the thin man escaped.

Suddenly, the phantom nodded, waved his hand, and silently, the thin man who had escaped far away had no change in his body and disappeared strangely.

In Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness, the light spot representing this person is also darkened.

Immediately afterwards, a drop of golden blood slowly appeared from the place where the thin man disappeared. Under Wang Lin's grabbing, the blood flew into his hands.

At this moment, the huge phantom bent down slightly at Wang Lin, turned around and stepped towards the sky, slowly disappeared. At the same time, the symbols transformed into blood slowly dissipated.

At this moment, all the Nascent Soul monks in the entire Zhao State noticed this abnormality.

Park Nanzi, who was flying in the air, immediately changed his expression. He stopped immediately, swept his spiritual sense and shook his senses.

At the same time, in the Tongtian Tower in the center of Zhao State, a slightly fat middle-aged man opened his eyes from meditation and stared straight into the distance, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"This... this is the troll clan's technique of enlightenment!!"

Besides, Wang Lin carefully put away the golden blood, immediately sat down cross-legged, took out several bottles of elixirs, threw them into his mouth one by one, and quickly used the ancient god technique to digest it. The one that was not killed among the two puppets stood beside Wang Lin, not only moving, but if there was any movement around him at this time, it would immediately rush out.

One day later, Wang Lin opened his eyes and took a deep breath. If it weren't for the enough elixirs in his pocket, then it would be difficult for him to recover from the normal use of the ancient god magic power this time in less than half a month.

He stood up and glanced at the puppet beside him. The puppet was damaged. According to the description on the jade slip, the puppet could repair itself. So Wang Lin pinched the tip and pressed it on the puppet's eyebrows. The puppet turned into a ball of black mist and entered the storage bag. Then Wang Lin looked at the place where the thin man disappeared in a complicated way. The power of the Vine Family was far beyond his imagination. According to his idea, if the ancient god's magical power could not be used, then he would have to use his last killer move.

Wang Lin was really unwilling to use the thin silk of the heavenly tribulation unless it was absolutely necessary, because once it was used, his plan for revenge would be finally terminated.
Chapter completed!