The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 58 The special task is completed, Wang Lin enters the battlefield outside the territory
The words that were so refreshing before, now changed, making Teng Yuanhua feel as if he was in the cold winter.

Swallowing with difficulty, Teng Yuanhua said bitterly: "Senior, this junior really doesn't know."

"I don't know what? I don't know that there is an old monster like me in the Wang family, right?" Taihua looked at the old guy in front of him playfully.

"Junior doesn't mean that, junior"

"Okay, needless to say, when Wang Lin killed Teng Li, he didn't know that you, an old fellow, were behind him. Didn't you spare him because of this? Now that you're here, stay here! "

"It seems that the senior really intends not to give the junior a living, so the junior can only do it."

Before the words fell, I saw Teng Huayuan's ferocious face, and he slapped the black flag with his right hand, and the black flag suddenly grew in the wind, becoming extremely huge, and then Teng Huayuan bit the tip of his tongue, spewing out a mouthful of baby blood, and the black flag immediately came out There was the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves, and ripples swayed on the flag, and countless ghosts rushed out from the black flag, and rushed towards Taihua with teeth and claws.

"Small tricks!" Taihua sneered, and waved his sleeves casually, countless ghosts exploded layer by layer, turning into streaks of black energy and dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

Seeing Taihua's calm and calm face, Teng Yuanhua smiled miserably: "You can't even use the Ghost Eater Dafa, Lier, Grandpa is incompetent and can't avenge you!"

Taihua was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he repaired it into a seal with the power of the sword Yuan, and then restrained Yuan Ying, and threw it aside like trash.

"Tie it up first, and let Wang Lin handle it when he comes back."

Seeing Taihua who looked like a real fairy descending, everyone quickly nodded and said yes, tied up Teng Yuanhua with all hands and feet, and naturally punched and kicked him during the period.

Turning his head to look at the immortal monk outside the door, Taihua looked at him playfully: "Why didn't you run away during this period?"

The white-clothed friar smiled wryly: "This junior has a few catties and a few ounces, and I am very clear about it. Although this junior is not clear about the senior's cultivation base, this junior is powerless to fight back just based on his previous ability to seal the world. On this Suzaku star, senior is already invincible."

"Hehe, you don't think you want me to let you go just by flattering you, do you?"

"Senior was joking, but this junior knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't resist at all, and let senior deal with him." The white-clothed friar looked helpless. He was just helping others to lead the way, but unexpectedly he fell into a certain death situation.

"You are a smart person, that's all, hand over your soul and body, and swear to protect the Wang family for a hundred years, and I will let you go!"

Looking at the indifferent Taihua, the monk in white hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "Forget it, it's good to save my life at this time, there are no other choices."

With a slap on the Tianling Gai, one soul and one soul flew in front of Taihua, and Taihua put it away casually.

"For the safety of the Wang family, there will be fellow Taoists in the future. I have something to do, so I will leave first." Looking at the slightly decadent gentleman in white, Taihua didn't talk too much nonsense with him. Not afraid of what tricks he dares to play.

Nodding to Wang Lin's parents, Taihua's body turned into a stream of light and disappeared, leaving behind a legend of Uncle Wang destroying the Nascent Soul with a flick of his finger, which has been spread in Zhao State for a long time
Let's say that as Wang Lin walked out of the cave, countless disciples of the Infernal Corpse Sect came from the sky with the coffin on their backs and surrounded him.

However, Wang Lin, who was eager to return home, didn't feel any fear or danger at all. He only knew that everyone who prevented him from going home would die!
Looking at the countless flying sword magic weapons, Wang Lin showed no fear in his eyes, instead, he aroused the fighting spirit and ferocity in his body.

"The first form of God Slaying Art, Slashing Spiritual Consciousness!" With Wang Lin's low growl, this set of magic arts obtained after Wang Lin completed the task showed its power for the first time.

Countless flying sword magic weapons fell to the ground like kites with broken strings, and many disciples of the Infernal Corpse Sect vomited blood and retreated.

Wang Lin's grim face softened slightly, the grandpa's system's rewarding spells were indeed powerful, and a single spell cut off the spiritual consciousness of many Yin Corpse disciples controlling their magic weapons.The confidence in the old man in my heart became more and more firm: Mom and Dad should be fine, right?
"This kid's secret technique can cut off the consciousness, everyone should not use magic weapons, but use spells to attack."

Someone yelled, and the disciples immediately realized that countless cold spells attacked Wang Lin.

"Competing spells? I prefer to compare magic weapons with you!"

Throwing the unknown scabbard in his left hand upwards, a huge mask covered Wang Lin. Seeing spells hitting the mask but only causing slight ripples, many disciples of the Infernal Sect felt a little discouraged for a moment. .

"Finished? Then it's my turn!" The cold voice was like a talisman that urged everyone to feel a biting chill.

The ancient Chixiao sword in his right hand slashed out horizontally. Although Wang Lin didn't know any powerful sword tactics, but it was just a simple move, which still exerted great power. The densely packed sword light turned into silk, tearing The sharpness of space cuts towards everyone.

"My mother, run away!"

"Quickly ask the ancestor to help!"

"This kid is not human, it's too scary"

Seeing Wang Lin's terrifying power, many disciples of the Corpse Yin School disappeared like birds and beasts.

Suddenly, a voice exuding the coercion of heaven and earth came: "Take it for me!" A burst of suction force came, swallowing up the sword energy all over the sky.

Ye Zizai, the ancestor of the Yin Corpse Sect, appeared in the air, holding a black gourd, and looked at Wang Lin with a calm face.

Ye Zizai glanced at Wang Lin, and then said in a flat voice: "You are lucky this time, the once-in-a-century foreign battlefield is about to open, in order to obtain the qualification to enter, you need to compete with the righteous way, this competition follows the previous practice , the alchemy stage and the Nascent Soul stage are not allowed to participate, and you will be sent to Cassia Valley with other disciples in the sect later, do you have any objections?"

Feeling the bursts of pressure around him, Wang Lin knew that as long as he dared to say no, he would be crushed to pieces immediately.

However, the worries about his parents in his heart made him really unable to waste time here, let alone going to some battlefield outside the territory.

When he hesitated, a voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding, the special task is completed, and the host will be rewarded with a god-level exercise—"Indestructible Sword Body". Please ask the old man to collect the task reward."

Listening to the pleasant and crisp system notification tone in his mind, Wang Lin finally let go of his worries.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wang Lin nodded to Ye Zizai and said, "The junior has no objection, and the senior is the master of everything!"

(End of this chapter)