"Tell me." Wang Lin said coldly as usual.

The woman gritted her teeth and said quickly: "It was at the assembly site of Xuandao Sect. There should be some people siege there. We were in a hurry to capture Li Shan just now, but we didn't pay attention to it. But I'm sure they must have a token."

Li Shan's complexion changed instantly, but then he smiled bitterly because Wang Lin's eyes were on him.

"In the hands of Elder Liumei..." Li Shan originally wanted to lie, but for some reason, when he saw Wang Lin's eyes, he couldn't help but feel cold from the bottom of his heart. He felt that even if he saw the ancestor Park Nanzi, he had never seen it before.

"Elder Liumei?" Wang Lin sang for a moment, and a charming woman gradually appeared in his mind. Looking at Li Shan, Wang Lin said, "Has she built her foundation?"

Li Shan nodded enviously and said, "She was the ancestor of Park Nanzi who personally cast spells to help build the foundation."

Wang Lin was silent for a little, and couldn't help but think of the scenes that happened in Hengyue Mountain. His kind appearance once again emerged from his heart, and Wang Lin felt a pain in his heart.

He reached out and grabbed the woman and Li Shan from the air, jumped up and soared into the air. The woman was panicked, and a wet trace appeared on her pants, and the woman's face immediately turned red.

"Tell me where the Xuandao Sect is." Wang Lin frowned slightly and pushed the woman away from the air.

The woman pointed a direction loudly, and Li Shan completely gave up resistance and pointed at the road in more detail. Wang Lin flew out quickly without saying a word. After a while, under the guidance of the two of them, he arrived at the assembly place of Xuandao Sect.

The ground was in a mess. It was obvious that there had been a fierce battle here just now. As soon as Wang Lin arrived here, he waved his right hand and fell to the ground with Li Shan.

"You can leave now." Wang Lin glanced at the woman, turned his head to look at the gathering place of Xuandao Sect.

The woman carefully retreated slowly and retreated until 200 meters away. She quickly used the flying sword, stepped on the sword light, and escaped quickly at her fastest speed.

"Li Shan, summon the people from Xuandao Sect. I only have tokens and don't want to kill anyone." Wang Lin said slowly with a plain tone.

Li Shan saw sweat on his forehead, and he smiled bitterly and took out a jade slip from the storage bag and placed it on his forehead. After a while, he threw it forward. The jade slip turned into an arrow from the string in the air and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

After a while, a white halo suddenly appeared on the ground, and gradually the halo became brighter and brighter, and finally formed a series of huge ring pillars that soared into the sky.

Inside, there were about ten people sitting cross-legged, each of whom was pinching his handprints. Among the ten people, a heart-pounding woman had a solemn expression, her hands were held up in the shape of a bottle, and a whisk floated above her head. The whisk silk was like white hair, the pole was like black jade, and the circles of ripples spread out from it.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and swept across the faces of the ten people one by one.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes. After seeing Li Shan, she didn't care, but suddenly she saw Wang Lin standing beside Li Shan again. She was stunned. After a few more glances, her eyes showed a strange look and stared at Wang Lin. At the same time, she waved her right hand and gently fell down. She held it in her hand. Then the light columns around slowly dissipated.

Among the ten people, a young man in his thirties looked at Wang Lin in a complicated way, stood up and fisted and said, "Senior Brother Wang, I haven't seen him for a long time..."

This man was Liu Mei's brother, Liu Feng, Wang Lin swept his spiritual sense and found that he had reached the early stage of foundation building, but the spiritual foundation in his body was unstable, and it was obvious that he had just advanced to the level.

Wang Lin looked at them, sighed, and said, "Xuan Dao Sect...forget it, give me the token, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Where did the junior come from? He has a very strong tone. He opens his mouth and asks for the token of Xuandao Sect. Liu Feng, do you know him?" An old man stood up among the ten people of Xuandao Sect. He looked gloomy and stared at Wang Lin and sneered.

Liu Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Ma, he...he is Wang Lin!"

The old man surnamed Ma was stunned and then sneered: "It turned out to be you, but even if you have reached the foundation-building stage, you are not qualified to speak wildly in front of us, get out." After that, he shook his sleeves, and a hurricane rose flat on the ground, and in a blink of an eye it blew to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin didn't hide. The hurricane had just approached five meters in front of Wang Lin, and suddenly turned into pieces of ice crystals and fell to the ground. At the same time, a green light flashed, and the old man surnamed Ma trembled, and a wound as big as a bowl appeared on his chest. His whole body immediately became an ice sculpture, and he died of anger.

Wang Lin had a strong feeling that after the spiritual power in his body mutated, he seemed to have a murderous intent in his heart. He almost couldn't control it many times, so he no longer controlled it.

The green light flashed, and the flying sword emitted a ruthless aura, wandering around, pointing at the Xuandao Sect, but if you look carefully, you will find that the flying sword will be stuck in the flight, but every time it is forced to suppress it by Wang Lin.

The disciples of Xuandao Sect changed their faces one by one. Liu Feng stayed on the spot, feeling cold in his heart and sweating on his forehead. He kept silently treating Wang Lin as a goal of transcendence. With the help of Park Nanzi a year ago, after successfully building the foundation, he once believed that he had completely surpassed Wang Lin.

But now, when he saw that the other party had not only reached the foundation-building stage, but his cultivation was even more strange and unpredictable. Even with Senior Brother Ma's mid-stage foundation-building cultivation, he died under the opponent's sword.

What kind of cultivation has Wang Lin reached now... The more he thinks this, the more frightened Liu Feng becomes.

For some reason, Liu Mei did not show any unexpected expressions. Instead, she looked at Wang Lin deeply, and took out the token from the storage bag and threw it to Wang Lin.

From beginning to end, she never said a word, but her eyes were always looking at Wang Lin.

After putting away the token, Wang Lin glanced at Liu Mei coldly, turned around and soared into the air, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After a long time, Liu Mei withdrew her gaze and sighed quietly. Her peerless charm seemed to have no effect in front of Wang Lin.

After Wang Lin's cave, he took out five tokens and thought for a moment. He crushed four pieces without hesitation, leaving only one piece in the storage bag. After doing all this, he used gravity to control the surrounding stones, sealed the entrance of the cave, and arranged some early warning formations, Wang Lin began to retreat.
Chapter completed!