Renegade Immortal

The moment the word "Senior" was pronounced, the circle of light in the formation flickered again, and after soaring to forty-three, it stopped increasing, but shone brightly with each other.

The faces of the eight people on the giant tree changed again and again, their attitudes swept away in shock, their eyes showed fanaticism that was almost worshipful, their bodies changed from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on the ground, and they looked up and stared at the formation. You must know that if this formation lights up forty circles of light, it means that the comer has a high status in the Corpse Yin Sect. ancestor.

With such an idea, the eight people will naturally behave like this.

Slowly, two figures appeared in the formation and gradually solidified. One of them was about 20 years old, with a stern appearance and a calm demeanor, wearing a black cloth gown, making him look taller and taller.

Behind him, followed by a blue-skinned weirdo, with countless weird symbols all over his body, especially the nine paper talismans stuck on his body.

The moment these two people appeared, a trace of cold air emanated.

Suddenly, one of the eight people let out a light gasp, and immediately afterward, all the others also showed surprise on their faces, and their eyes flickered.

This person was none other than Wang Lin. The moment he appeared, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a green light. The green light hovered around his body in a flash, the cold air was overwhelming, and the tip of his sword pointed at the surrounding giant trees.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Wang Lin felt at ease. The eight people on the surrounding giant trees were all at the 15th floor of Qi Condensation Stage. If he had murderous intentions in his mind, he could kill eight people in an instant.

For some unknown reason, Duan the weirdo changed his behavior of looking around in the transmission channel, and stood quietly behind Wang Lin, staring at the symbol on the giant tree, thinking deeply, and remained silent.

At this moment, the eight people on the giant tree stood up one after another. One of the young men clasped his fists with a strange expression and said, "Senior, who are you?"

On the way here, Wang Lin had already thought up his words in his mind. At this time, he looked calm, glanced at the other party coldly, and said indifferently: "Wang Lin, please inform Master Ye Zizai, Mr. Wang has something important to tell you. .”

The young man was taken aback, looked at each other with the others, and said, "Senior, I can't decide this matter, why don't you follow me to see the deacon elder?"

Wang Lin nodded, walked out of the formation, and Duan followed behind.

The young man jumped and fell from the giant log, and the coffin behind him floated.

"Senior, please." As he said that, the young man moved and flew towards one of the surrounding caves.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin followed in.

Along the way, the young man secretly looked at Wang Lin, and the more he looked at him, the more respectful his attitude became. The cultivation world speaks with strength, and Wang Lin's cultivation in the foundation period naturally won the respect of the young man.

Especially the dumb behind Wang Lin attracted most of the young people's attention.

Similarly, Wang Lin was also looking at the other party, especially paying more attention to the coffin behind the other party. There was a burst of cold air in the coffin, and there was a layer of mist to block the spiritual consciousness. However, Wang Lin is currently close to the middle stage of foundation establishment Because, if you look closely, you will find the clue.

There was a corpse inside the coffin, which looked as dry as firewood, and seemed to be in deep sleep. The moment Wang Lin noticed it, the mummy suddenly opened its eyes. Although the eyes were cloudy, they showed murderous intent.

The young man seemed to be aware of it, and as soon as he patted the coffin, the mummy inside immediately closed his eyes. At this moment, the young man smiled at Wang Lin, "Senior, this corpse is a gift from my teacher. It is said that it was collected while cleaning the battlefield outside the territory Come on, not only the five senses are extremely sensitive, but also the murderous intent is too strong, I spent a lot of effort to successfully sacrifice."

Wang Lin nodded and said, "You corpse puppet actually has the cultivation level of the early stage of foundation establishment, not bad."

Hearing this, the young man was secretly startled, and looked at Wang Lin with a slightly different gaze. You must know that the coffin where the corpse puppet was stored had the effect of blocking the consciousness, but the other party could see the corpse puppet's cultivation level at a glance. It is obviously not an ordinary foundation building period, and it may have reached the late foundation building stage.

Thinking of this,

His attitude was more respectful, he hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Senior, this... behind you is your corpse puppet?"

Wang Lin nodded calmly.

The young man showed curiosity on his face. He looked at Ah-Dai carefully for a long time, and said in surprise: "Senior, your corpse puppet is so spiritual, how did you sacrifice it? The only corpse puppet with such spirituality is the flying dragon of the ancestor of the night." Brakes are available."

Wang Lin glanced at the other party, noncommittal.

The young man kept looking at Ah-Dai, and saw that Ah-Dai was a little impatient, bared his teeth at the young man, and roared a few times.

When the young man heard Duan speak, he was taken aback immediately, and lost his voice: "Senior, your corpse puppet has evolved to the level where you can speak?"

Wang Lin frowned, the other party talked too much and asked endlessly.

The young man didn't seem to notice, he kept asking all kinds of questions along the way, even if Wang Lin didn't answer, he didn't care, he just talked to himself.

In less than a quarter of an hour's journey, the young man started from the corpse puppet to his classmates, then from his classmates to his master, and from his master to his ancestors, and so on. Although Wang Lin was impatient, he also talked about it from the other side. From the mouth, I heard the general idea of ​​the corpse Yin sect.

"If you want to talk about the Corpse Yin Sect in our Zhao country, it is amazing. From the fourth and fifth level cultivation countries, down to the first and second level cultivation countries, almost all of them use our place as a transit point. For example, this time the first and second level cultivation countries The National Corpse Yin Sect's promotion test is conducted here..."

The passageway of the cave is getting bigger and bigger, until it reaches the exit at the other end, the young man is still chattering non-stop.

Wang Lin couldn't stand the other party's nagging. Seeing that the exit was in sight, he immediately sped up and rushed out of the passage. What he saw was a karst cave that was slightly smaller than the previous one.

There are five huge stone pillars in the cave, and a huge blue fireball floats on each pillar, and a trace of slightly hot breath blows towards the face.

On the stone pillar in the middle, there is an old man sitting upright. The old man has a childlike face and a ruddy complexion. His hair flutters slightly in the absence of wind. As he breaths out, traces of green gas float out of the fireballs on the surrounding stone pillars and penetrate into the old man. Within the seven orifices, they drilled out again in an instant, and quickly merged into the stone pillar where he sat down.

Such a cycle back and forth is weird and unpredictable.

The moment Wang Lin flew into the cave, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light between the opening and closing of his eyes, staring at Wang Lin indifferently for a careful look.

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness was swept away, and the old man had a cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

At this time, the young man also quickly entered the cave. When he saw the old man, he immediately clasped his fists respectfully and said: "Elder, this senior just came out of the teleportation array and opened forty-three apertures. He wants to see the ancestor of the night."

Hearing this, the old man's complexion changed, his attitude swept away his indifference, he looked at Wang Lin strangely, and said in a deep voice, "My fellow daoist, who opened the formation of my corpse Yin sect for you?"

Wang Lin looked as usual, and said, "Wu Yu!"

Hearing this name, the old man's complexion changed, and he immediately stood up and asked, "The ancestor of Wu Yu who has been missing for hundreds of years? He... who are you?"

Wang Lin glanced at the other party and said, "Disciple."

The old man took a deep breath. Wu Yu has a very high seniority in Zhao Guo's Corpse Yin Sect. If what the other party said is true, then he must not offend him. Thinking of this, he quickly smiled and said: "It turns out that the uncle returned to the sect, and the junior Mu Rong , I don’t know the name of Master Uncle Gao?”

Wang Lin smiled and said, "My lord, Wang Lin, I don't dare to be called Master Uncle."

Mu Rong laughed, turned his head and glanced at the young man, and said with a stern face: "It's nothing to do with you, go back, Master Wang will be sent to the ancestor Ye by me."

The young man quickly said yes, turned around, muttered a few words silently, and left quickly.

When the young man left, Mu Rong warmly invited Wang Lin to fly up to the stone pillar, and asked with a smile, "Brother Wang, I wonder why the ancestors didn't come back together this time?"

Wang Lin looked at the other party meaningfully, and said casually: "There is something wrong with the old man's puppet, and he needs to deal with it urgently."

Mu Rong nodded and said: "The corpse puppet of the ancestor of Wu Yu is the flying Rakshasa second only to the ancestor of Ye. These things are easy." As he spoke, he kept looking at Wang Lin, trying to see the clue from his face.

It's a pity that Wang Lin remained calm from the beginning to the end, Mu Rong pondered for a moment, and said, "Brother Wang, wait a moment, I will contact the ancestor Ye." After speaking, he slapped the storage bag and offered a jade Jane, after holding it in her hand for a while and concentrating on it, threw it forward.

The jade slip flickered a few times, and quickly got into a passage around it.

After all this was done, Mu Rong looked at Dumb behind Wang Lin, and was about to speak when Wang Lin spoke. He looked at the blue fireballs on the pillars around him, and asked in a little surprise: "Brother Mu, what's the matter?" The aura emitted by the blue fireball is yin and yang, it is not a mortal thing."

Mu Rong laughed, and said: "Brother Wang, this blue flame demon fire was transformed by several alchemy stage masters of the Righteous Path Alliance hundreds of years ago, and after being sacrificed by Ye Zizai's ancestor, it became another treasure of my Corpse Yin Sect , for our cultivation, there are many benefits, especially the corpse puppet, which is of great benefit."

Wang Lin looked at the blue fireball and drew it with his right hand. Suddenly, a blue smoke came out of the fireball and floated to Wang Lin's palm. In the end, it turned into a small blue ball, floating in the air.

Mu Rong's complexion changed slightly, he took a deep look at Wang Lin, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, this hand condenses smoke into reality, without a deep cold air, it can't be done easily, it seems that Uncle Wu Yu treats you very well. It's love."

The last trace of doubt in Mu Rong's heart dissipated at the moment when the other party revealed the cold spiritual power. He didn't know that the Yin-cold energy cultivated by the Corpse Yin Sect and the Yin-cold spiritual power in Wang Lin's body seemed similar, but in reality, they were completely different.

At this moment, suddenly the blue fireballs on the surrounding stone pillars suddenly darkened, emitting bursts of green smoke. The smoke gathered together very quickly, forming an illusory figure, and at the same time a huge coercion spread from the figure. Down.

As soon as Wang Lin's pupils contracted, under the pressure of the other party, he suddenly felt terrified, and when he looked at Mu Rong, he immediately knelt on the ground with an extremely respectful expression.

"Are you the disciple of Junior Brother Wu Yu?" A gloomy voice slowly came from the mouth of the figure.