The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 68 Sword Cultivator - Wang Lin

"This person has the cultivation base of the early stage of alchemy, but why is he so powerful? You see that the old devil Shangguan is willing to become his disciple. Even if we make a move, I'm afraid we won't get any benefits." A thin old man next to him saw Wang Lin Under the circumstances, a monk in the early stage of alchemy died, and after the golden alchemy was dug out, he said with lingering fear.

The rest of the cultivators were silent, and one of them suddenly said: "The envoy from the Inner Sea is coming soon, this old man will not be willing to give away his century-old savings this time. This is the only chance. Once he can kill this person and get the alchemy, I will definitely reach the late stage of alchemy, and then I will be able to keep my savings."

"It's the same for me. My old man's lifespan is approaching. If you can't improve your realm within ten years...so this time, you have to give it a try!" The wrinkled old man standing at the end took a deep breath.Said slowly.

After finishing speaking, he moved his body, and the lightning flashed away in the wind and thunder.Pointing directly at Wang Lin's position.After him, the monk who spoke just now also stepped on his feet, turning into a sword light and following closely behind.

Seeing the two alchemy cultivators galloping towards him, Wang Lin sneered, his eyes flashed red, and their heads were crushed by the extreme consciousness.

"The death curse... is really scary... If I can not die this time, I have to practice it no matter what, his grandma, if I have this strength, then I can walk sideways on the periphery of the sea of ​​​​cultivation in the future." Shangguan Mo Taking a deep breath, for the first time in my heart, I was no longer depressed about donating my soul blood. On the contrary, a complex mood rose leisurely.

Among the remaining four mid-stage alchemy monks a hundred miles away, the old man with white hair and childlike face, but full of evil spirit, shook his head at this moment, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

A man and a woman stood ten feet away behind him. The man had a big "死" character on his head, with traces of blood floating out.

The rest of the monks noticed the abnormality, and when they looked back, their complexions immediately changed.They sacrificed magic weapons one after another, staring at Wang Lin as if they were facing an enemy, but they didn't dare to strike first.

Wang Lin glanced at the four of them, and said coldly, "Get lost!"

Among the four of them, except for the old man with white hair and childlike face who showed gratitude in his eyes and took away the magic weapon and left, the faces of the other three went from red to white, and one of them stepped back a little, humming softly: "Today's matter..."

Li Muwan sighed secretly, thinking that if you don't leave quickly, what's the use of talking nonsense.Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Wang Lin frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, countless sword lights smashed the three of them into pieces. The protective masks in front of them were like white paper, useless.

Looking at the dead and injured monks around him, Wang Lin turned his head to look at Shangguan Mo: "Continue to lead the way." His voice was full of coldness, with murderous intent.

Behind Wang Lin, the densely packed corpses exuded bursts of dead air, which was more deterrent than any words. All those who had ulterior motives along the way, after seeing the thousands of corpses, all of them were ashamed. Bloody avoided one after another, fearing that she would be involved.

At noon on the second day, the head of the Fighting Evil Sect was within sight. Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness had recovered. Looking up, he saw a huge mountain in front of him. It was as if a huge dragon was hovering above. On the dragon's head, there was a person standing. This person was pale, with a gloomy complexion and cold eyes, looking at Wang Lin in the air.

"Dragon Fighting Formation!" Shangguan Mo looked at it intently and pondered.

Li Muwan beside her suddenly said: "This is not a formation, but a wonderful magic that gathers all the spirits of all people in the leader, so that he can temporarily have a certain level of cultivation. Judging by the power of this person, it is already Possess the strength to fight Nascent Soul."

Wang Lin looked at the insightful Li Muwan with gentle eyes, and the admiration in his eyes became more intense, as if he had noticed Wang Lin's gaze, Li Muwan's voice became softer and her head lowered.

This idiot, it seems that he finally recognized me!Li Muwan felt boundless joy in her heart at this time, as if she had forgotten that she was still on the battlefield.

Wang Lin let go of Li Muwan's hand, and with a thought, an ancient sword emitting a silver-white cold light appeared in his hand.

"Death is like the wind, always with me, beheaded by the wind!"

Auras of death surrounded Wang Lin, and then a jet-black sword shadow of a thousand feet appeared in the air, slashing towards the giant dragon on the top of the mountain.

Before the shadow of the sword arrived, the sword intent of death hit the ten alchemy stage monks in the formation first. The pain as if their souls were being cut made them howl, and then their souls disappeared, and their bodies fell limp without a sound on the ground.

Once the person who set up the formation died, Qianzhang Sword Shadow tore apart the dragon fighting formation effortlessly, splitting the entire mountain into pieces.In an instant, thousands of disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect died unexpectedly.

The tens of thousands of surviving disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect had exhausted all their spiritual energy. At this moment, they were all struggling to get up, looking at the blood-red "Zhu" on top of Wang Lin's head that seemed ready to drip blood at any time. "Word, loudly said: "Welcome to the teacher!"

Wang Lin looked at all this with cold eyes. This is the rule of Xiu Mohai. As long as the strength is strong enough, killing and seizing factions is commonplace.

Shangguan Mo secretly scolded himself for being so stupid this time, what a great opportunity to flatter him, but he didn't grasp it.Immediately afterwards, he quickly came to Wang Lin's side, with a serious expression, bowed down and respectfully said: "Congratulations, Master, for becoming the head teacher of the Fighting Evil Sect."

Looking at the disciples of the Fighting Evil Sect who were kneeling down, Wang Lin knew that this time, Liwei was very successful. At least within a million miles of Nandou City, almost everyone knew about it. His majesty made all those who were greedy for the killing order quickly dispel their thoughts.

As Wang Lin established his majesty with the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the name of Wang Lin killing gods spread to the cities of cultivating immortals in the Asura Sea through the survivors.
"Ding, the special task is completed, the host has obtained a god-level exercise - "Sword Manual", please ask the old man to get it!"

This time Wang Lin didn't call out the old man immediately, but pointed at Shangguan Mo and said, "From today onwards, you are the head teacher of the Fighting Evil Sect!"

"Prepare a secret room for me, I want to retreat." After Wang Lin said coldly, he pulled Li Muwan and jumped towards the Fighting Evil Sect.

The secret room was quickly prepared, and Taihua appeared, feeling the growing repulsion between heaven and earth, and he frowned imperceptibly.

Looking at Wang Lin who looked expectant, Taihua smiled and handed him a piece of jade slip, "This is a sword cultivator's god-level skill. You can decide for yourself whether to take the path of sword cultivating."

Wang Lin thought for a while, remembered the strength of the Immortal Sword Body, and resolutely decided to embark on the road of sword cultivation!
Looking at Wang Lin, who was full of sharpness and domineering, Taihua smiled slightly, remembering how he was when he first embarked on the road of sword cultivation, he seemed to be so fierce.

Suddenly, Taihua's gaze seemed to penetrate the secret room, and he saw a certain space in the distant void. It seems that guiding Wang Lin on the road of sword cultivation finally caused some existences to intervene.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, after being silent for so long, it's time to move your muscles and bones well!

(End of this chapter)