In the east of the Vermillion Bird Star, a green light was as fast as a meteor, whizzing by. Among the green light, there was an old man. However, this person was not flying in his body, but the soul was out of his body.

He was extremely embarrassed, with three fist seals above his soul, and waves of crystal light radiated from it, venting between heaven and earth.

This old man is the ancestor of the trolls. He was injured by Sun Tai's demon child that day, but his soul left his body and fled with a storage bag. Even Wang Lin had no time to catch him.

However, the demon child was extremely strange. He didn't say a word along the way and pursued with all his might. Over the past few months, he had almost ran around the Suzaku Star.

The ancestor of the trolls was even punched by the demon child several times. Although this small fist mark directly hurt his soul, if he had not been practicing for too long and possessing some secret techniques of the trolls, he would have been doomed.

He was gifted with magical powers, and he was unable to use them again. He eventually led the demon child to the Little North Flame Extreme Land, using the natural prohibition that existed when the Suzaku Star was born there, and then he threw the demon child off.

At this moment, he was extremely weak and dared not show off. Instead, he returned to the troll clan at a very fast speed. As for the life and death of Chihu and another clan, he had long been left behind.

After returning to the trolls, he immediately took over the body of a tribe and began to retreat.

As for Wang Lin, he didn't dare to look for him now. The Zhuque Kingdom had already begun to investigate the matter, and he had no choice but to grit his teeth and give up.

Although Wang Lin did not catch this time, he got a strange flying sword. At this moment, the ancestor of the troll tribe opened his eyes in seclusion, moved his body to seize the body, and a trace of gloom appeared in his eyes.

It takes a while for the body to be taken over to become a true body. This time can be long or short, varying from person to person and from cultivation to person.

The ancestor's eyes flashed, and he slapped the storage bag. Suddenly, the fairy sword flew out and floated in front of him.

The ancestor pointed his right hand at the immortal sword, and immediately a scream came from it, mixed with the sound of begging for mercy.

"Sword soul, appear!" The ancestor shouted lightly.

Suddenly, a black mist emerged from the fairy sword, turning into Xu Liguo. When he saw the ancestor of the trolls, he immediately begged for mercy loudly: "Good man, please don't kill me. I was forced by the king back then. My hatred for him is no worse than that of you, Mr. I hate him to the core!"

The ancestor of the troll tribe was stunned when he heard Xu Liguo's words, and then laughed and said, "Your sword soul is interesting, the sword souls next to you are determined and loyal."

Xu Liguo immediately showed a pleasing look and said, "Your Master Xu..."

The ancestor glared.

Xu Liguo immediately slapped himself and said carefully: "How can they be compared with slaves? This is called a master of the times!"

The ancestor of the troll tribe looked at Xu Liguo, and with a slight slight on his right hand, a flash of green light was imprinted on Xu Liguo. Xu Liguo immediately snorted, kept begging for mercy, and even loudly said bad things about Wang Lin.

The ancestor snorted lightly, put away the seal, and shouted: "From now on, you will be the soul of my sword. Since you have surrendered, I will not seal you, let alone in my hands, you will not be able to escape!"

In fact, the green light he had just now been a kind of seal, but it only hurts on Xu Liguo without any sign of being sealed.

The old man was quite surprised and calm, preparing to merge his body before studying it carefully.

Xu Liguo immediately showed gratitude on his face, patted his chest with his right hand, and said in a flattering manner: "Don't worry, my uncle, Xu Liguo has always been loyal, and Wang Lin is not good to me, so I rebel against him, but you are good to me, I will never betray him in the future. If you disobey this oath, I will ask me to be the devils of Xu Liguo to penetrate my heart!"

Seeing that the troll ancestor's expression relaxed, Xu Liguo felt relieved and said to himself: "Your Master Xu is smart. Humph, the evil star will come to save me. I can't be stubborn. I will be soft-hearted first. In the future, grandpa will settle the score with you, the immortal! Mr. Xu, I have always been loyal. The evil star has treated me well for so many years, how can I betray him!"

The troll ancestor's eyes flashed. He wanted to wipe out the sword soul and inject another one, but if it weren't for the initial sword soul, he would definitely not be able to play all the role in control.

Moreover, this sword soul was extraordinary, and he actually had the spirit of begging for mercy and knowing how to choose and choose. In this way, he was even more reluctant to give up.

You should know that it is extremely rare to have a sanity in the sword soul, and in this way, it will have miraculous effects in battle.

But he didn't know that Xu Liguo was not the first soul of this sword, and the reason why he was wise was because he was a demon himself.

Even the so-called oath of all demons piercing the heart of Xu Liguo is not only not a punishment, but he vaguely looks forward to the taste of happiness and replenishment.

The old man from the troll tribe pondered for a moment, grabbed Xu Liguo and pressed him back into the flying sword, looked at the sword carefully, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

"This sword is definitely not an ordinary thing! I just don't know what it is made of!"

His eyes flashed and he put the flying sword carefully into the storage bag.

Besides, Wang Lin took the token of the Soul Refining Sect, flew up the mountain, found the 1090 cave palace, and flew in.

This cave is really not big, which is similar to the Houshan Cave where he was in the Hengyue Sect back then. There is not even a table except for a stone bed.

However, the spiritual power here is extremely sufficient, several times more intense than the outside world, and even better than the pool where the top-grade spirit stones that were about to be abandoned in Huoyun Village were located.

After all, although the spiritual power scattered by the top-grade spirit stones is easy to absorb, it lacks a trace of vitality. Especially after it is about to be abandoned, it loses any vitality. It is not as good as the large number of spirit stones from the huge spiritual mountain veins condensed together and emitted.

Wang Lin sat cross-legged on the stone bed and breathed in.

Three days later, Wang Lin opened his eyes and shook his head slightly. He felt that the speed was still too slow. He pondered a little, then patted the storage bag, took out three top-quality spirit stones and placed them around, and made several restrictions in succession, landed on the surrounding walls and holes, and closed his eyes and breathed in again.

In this way, the spiritual power in the 1090 cave became rich immediately. After these rich spiritual powers touched the surrounding walls, the restriction on the wall immediately flashed purple light, ejecting the spiritual power to prevent it from dissipating.

This cave has now become a steamer-like existence, and its spiritual power cannot be dispersed, and more and more. Therefore, Wang Lin's breathing became the only outlet for spiritual power.

In his breath, these tremendous spiritual powers rushed towards him frantically.

Wang Lin's face was slightly rosy, and he quietly breathed and absorbed.

The spiritual power in his body gradually grew, but it was still far from cracking the traces and seals of the tea artistic conception. Even these seals and artistic conceptions would devour the spiritual power independently. As Wang Lin's cultivation level improved, they became stronger.

Time passed slowly, and Wang Lin had become an external disciple of the Soul Refining Sect for a month.

On this day, Wang Lin opened his eyes, his eyes brighter than before. He did his best to absorb spiritual power in this month. Two of the three top-quality spirit stones had been scrapped, and the last one was already on the verge of scrapping.

He spent such great effort and achieved great results this month. His cultivation level reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building from the early stage of foundation building. He was only one step away from entering the late stage of foundation building.

"It's still too slow. Only by losing the best spirit stone can you barely meet the current standards. However, there are only less than fifteen left in the storage bag of the best spirit stones. This is not enough!" Wang Lin sighed lightly and moved his body.

Suddenly, with a few clicks, there were endless crack marks appearing on the stone bed where he was located.

Even the surrounding walls were shattered, revealing fine traces.

Wang Lin was stunned and pondered for a moment, and then he understood the whole story. The stone chamber must have been too strong in this month, so he could not bear the sudden increase in spiritual power, and thus shattered.

If it takes a long time, it will probably break even bigger and bigger.

"I can't use this stone room anymore, I need to change it!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he pinched his hands and pressed it to both sides. Suddenly, the cracks squirmed strangely, gathered together, and slowly returned to smooth.

Even the stone bed was restored to its original state after Wang Lin pressed it.

However, Wang Lin knew that this was just a surface. If there was more spiritual power here, the cracks on these walls would appear again.

However, as long as you do not use the best spirit stone, you will not be afraid of cracks, which will make people suspicious.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, stood up, opened the door of the cave, and walked out.

At this moment, it was dusk, and the sunset in the distance was emitting a red afterglow. At this time, it was the end of the old year. Wang Lin looked at the sunset in the distance. The winter sunshine was not strong, and it had already turned into frost and cold when it fell on his body.

He thought for a moment and remembered that today was the last day of the year. Today is the new year. I don’t know what Xiao Zhou Ru is doing now, and whether she is still bullying Xiaobai…

Thinking of this, Wang Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the sunset and took a deep breath.

"Life after the disaster!" Wang Lin murmured to himself, from the position at the height of the sky, he was knocked down from the mortal world at once. All of this, with his firm heart, was supported by gritting his teeth.

Only today did he have time to say this with emotion. Thinking back on all the things that had lost his spiritual power, a complex look emerged in Wang Lin's heart.

Today is the last day of the old year, representing Wang Lin’s current moment of desolation, but tomorrow is the first day of the new year, representing the birth of everything and all possibilities.

"It's over..." Wang Lin said softly.

At this moment, in the setting sun, a beautiful figure of a woman flew slowly from far to near.
Chapter completed!