Renegade Immortal

Yueshan Mountain, within Xuandao Sect.

Back Mountain was the place where Wang Lin retreated. At the top of the dense cave, in the only natural karst cave, Pu Nanzi was sitting cross-legged on a cone-shaped rock in the cave, closing his eyes and meditating.

Compared with four hundred years ago, his appearance has hardly changed. He still has a wide face and large ears, and he looks quite majestic.

At the top of the cave, there are several stalactites, and sometimes water droplets drip, hitting the puddles on the ground, making a pleasant sound.

For a long time, I saw Pu Nanzi's face flickering with strange lights, changing back and forth. Slowly, he opened his eyes. At this moment, clouds and mists flashed in his eyes, as if containing the sun, moon and stars.

Pu Nanzi raised his right hand and slowly calculated it, and then his face did not show joy or anger, but he waved forward, and suddenly the stone wall several meters away in front of him suddenly lit up.

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

However, almost as soon as these ten light spots appeared, six of them flickered sharply, getting darker and darker, and finally shattered and disappeared.

Pu Nanzi's face twitched indistinctly, and his complexion became faintly gloomy. At this moment, the surrounding air immediately became dignified, and even the water droplets slowly flowing down from the top of the stone wall were also at this moment. The solidification, no longer dripping.

At this time, if there is a spirit-transforming cultivator here, his eyes will definitely light up, and he can change the fluctuation of spiritual power around him, so as to perform some more complex magical spells, which can only be done by a spirit-transforming cultivator.

Now, Pu Nanzi has already 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. As long as you find the right position, it will be broken.

Pu Nanzi stared at the light spot on the stone wall, and after a long time, he muttered to himself: "Teng Huayuan, you have provoked He Fangqiang and caused such a big disaster, alas!

If it wasn't for the Lord to designate your Teng family as a test, the old man really doesn't want to care about your Teng family! "Park Nanzi's face was gloomy. In fact, he still didn't know until now, what made the adults fancy the Fuji family, and actually designated it as an experiment.

If it weren't for this, with the qualifications of the Teng family, it would be impossible to have nine Nascent Soul cultivators, and Teng Huayuan would not have been around for hundreds of years. the existence of children.

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

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He has come to the top of Xuandaozong, standing here, Pu Nanzi knelt down on one knee, looked up at the sky, his hands quickly changed the magic formula, with the change of the magic formula in his hand, the clouds in the sky gradually increased. It seems to have no coercion, slowly appearing.

Then Pu Nanzi waved his arms and shouted: "Park Nanzi, a lower-level cultivation country, borrow a magic weapon to use it!"

As soon as his voice fell, two blue and red lights flashed from the two main peaks of the Hengyue Mountains. This light became more and more intense. At this moment, most of the spiritual power in the entire Zhao Kingdom was madly rushing towards this place. Come, and then, the green and red light slowly floated up and landed on both sides of Park Nanzi's side. The light dimmed, revealing its inner body.

I saw that its main body was two Faluns. Four slanted blades protruded from the Falun, and there were flashes of cold light. There were even circles of space cracks around the Falun.

From this, it can be seen that this Falun is definitely not a magic weapon of the Nascent Soul level. It is possible that it is a magic weapon made by monks above the spirit-transforming stage.

Pu Nanzi respectfully kowtowed a few times on the ground, and then discreetly cast a light on the two Faluns, carefully put them in the storage bag, and then let out a sigh of relief, the whole person immediately released bursts of slaughter. , murmured to himself: "Teng Huayuan, this is the last time I will help you. If your Teng family still does not appear in the spiritual transformation period within a hundred years, then don't blame the old man for being rude to your Teng family."

After all, he disappeared without a trace in a flash.

At the moment when the spiritual power surged, Wang Lin immediately noticed that his expression was normal, but his heart sank. After a while, he snorted coldly and galloped away towards the only core clan of the Teng family who did not move.

On the border of Zhao State, there is a mysterious place. For four hundred years, the expressions of the nearby mortal warriors have changed drastically when they mentioned 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 silt that emits a pungent smell. Almost no one knows how deep it is, except for a few people.

It's just that every hundred years, this pit will explode, and every time it explodes, its momentum is extremely astonishing.

As for normal times, this place is also a restricted area. Whether mortals, monks, or birds and beasts, if they are within a certain range of this pit, they will be sucked into the mud pit by a huge suction force and buried alive.

After a long time, outside the mud pit, a layer of gray fog appeared unknowingly, completely shrouding the surroundings.

Here, in the past 400 years, the first dangerous place in Zhao State---Black Mire.

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In the deepest part of this black quagmire, there is a black crystal coffin. This coffin is completely covered with black mud. Around the coffin, or in the black mud around it, there are countless white bones.

Among these bones, there are people and animals. They are all the disasters that have been sucked into this place for the past four hundred years.

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

Fujiichi is a legend of the Fuji family.

This person is not the younger generation of Teng Huayuan, to be precise, he is the younger brother of Teng Huayuan.

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

When Wang Lin was thousands of miles away from the black quagmire, he had already sensed the extraordinaryness of this place.

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

This person's body is almost pitch black, almost skin and bones, without the slightest flesh and blood. On the top of his head, there are only a few threads, and the whole person looks extremely terrifying.

In his eyes, a faint light gradually emerged, and then he slowly raised his head.

At this time, Wang Lin had already come to the sky above the black quagmire, and his expression had never been more solemn. Looking at the black quagmire, Wang Lin didn't hesitate, the red light flashed in his eyes, and the extreme realm consciousness suddenly appeared, turned into a series of lightning, and sank into the black mud.

The man in the coffin deep in the black quagmire, his eyes were bright, and he saw red lightning bolts, galloping in the mud, and falling towards the man. on the lightning.

With a sudden bang, the red lightning disappeared, and the man's fingers shattered.

The man added the corners of his mouth, and the dim light in his eyes revealed a strong fighting intent, and slowly stood up. At this time, 6 continued red lightning fell, but every time, it was blocked by the man with his fingers.

In the end, after all the lightning disappeared, layers of cracks appeared in the person's entire right hand. He glanced at his right hand, and with a flick, the right hand turned into pieces and disappeared.

He didn't care at all, instead he exuded a strong fighting intent from his body, cracked the corners of his mouth, moved his whole body, and rushed upwards.

Wang Lin's complexion was rather ugly. He had clearly felt just now that the lightning that had been transformed into extreme realm consciousness was completely shattered by this person at the cost of one right hand.

This is something that has never happened before. Wang Lin can be quite sure that this person's cultivation level has never reached the level of God Transformation, but he can actually block the Divine Sense of the Extreme Realm!

At the moment when the scrawny man rushed out from the bottom of the pool, Wang Lin didn't hesitate. The forbidden flags turned into a black curtain and shrouded the surroundings. More than 90 forbidden breaths, like black dragons, rushed out from the dark curtain and choked on Wang Lin's right hand. Under one finger, he roared toward the quagmire.

The scrawny man had a sluggish expression on his face towards the oncoming ban, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and let the ban fall and hit him.

Immediately, his body shattered, but after the last forbidden breath disappeared, although there were countless cracks in his body, his body never shook.

Wang Lin's face was gloomy, and his body immediately retreated. At the same time, his right hand clenched his fists and pointed at the black screen in the sky. Suddenly, more than 90 forbidden breaths appeared.

The scrawny man looked down at the cracks on his body, raised his head and pointed at Wang Lin, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

Wang Lin didn't hesitate at all, and his body immediately flicked to the side, only to hear a clatter, a piece of Wang Lin's sleeve was torn off, and where he disappeared just now, the scrawny man grabbed a corner of his shirt with his left hand. , the fighting intent flashed in his eyes.

Wang Lin's scalp was a little numb as he stared at the scrawny man. If he had dodged for a while, he would have been hit by the opponent now.

His eyes were gloomy, and under one finger, the forbidden breath fell again, and rushed towards the other party with a bang.

The scrawny man's eyes showed confusion and sluggishness again. He didn't dodge or hide. No matter how the forbidden air slammed on his body, there were more cracks on his body.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and before the forbidden qi disappeared, he did not hesitate to use his spiritual power to summon the same amount of forbidden qi. Move, control the moment when the forbidden air falls, the lightning that the extreme realm consciousness turns into, and it scatters desperately.

The scrawny man was motionless, and only reached out his left hand to touch it when the Divine Consciousness of the Extreme Realm fell. Gradually, there were more and more cracks on his body, and even under the attack of the extreme consciousness, his left hand was already shattered.

This was an extremely strange battle. Wang Lin's battle experience was extremely rich, but such a strange encounter was the first time he encountered it.