Chapter 117 Wang Lin died

I saw 30,000 spirits crawling into the dragon's body. It was very lively for a moment. Teng Huayuan was stunned. The dragon had already passed through the spirits and swallowed him.

The expression of Teng Huayuan changed, and it was uncertain. There was no time to think about it. While retreating, he threw out several defensive magic weapons to try to stop the dragon. However, no matter these magic weapons transformed into various substances, they could not stop the dragon. The dragon completely ignored these defensive magic weapons and penetrated directly, roared wildly, and swallowed them on Teng Huayuan in one mouthful.

Lin Yi looked strange. He looked at the giant who had been watching the fun in the air and found that he was also full of strange looks. The two looked at each other. The giant laughed and looked at the dragon, showing a playful expression.

When Teng Huayuan's bloody mouth came, he felt a breeze blowing. The giant dragon came in a fierce manner, but the moment he touched his body, the dragon head dissipated silently.

Fujiwayuan hadn't felt the feeling of cold sweat for a long time, but in just a moment, a lot of sweat had already appeared on his back.

"Illusion... Fuck me!" Teng Huayuan's face turned blue and red, and finally he couldn't help but curse. He had never spoken so directly in the past few hundred years since the Dan stage.

In front of all the monks in Zhao State, they were teased by an illusion. Teng Huayuan's anger rose to the limit. He slapped the storage bag gloomy and was about to take out the black flag and pinched all his relatives to death in front of Wang Lin. But at this moment, light spots appeared in the air, blending together with each other, and the young man appeared again.

Without saying a word, he immediately waved his right hand, and a green light flashed in a flash, shooting towards Teng Huayuan with a hint of coldness, and immediately came to him.

Fujiwayuan sneered, not only his body did not retreat, but instead sent it forward, and grabbed it with his big hand and said sarcastically: "The first time is an illusion, the second time may not be the case, Wang Lin, are you just a little trick?" As he said that, his hand was already on the flying sword.

A green light flashed. The flying sword disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already behind Fuji Huayuan. It turned the tip of the sword and stabbed hard towards his back.

With a tingling sound, the flying sword seemed to pierce on the metal and was bounced away from a long distance. From the broken lichen corner of Fuji Huayuan's back, you can see him wearing a set of golden inner armor.

Teng Huayuan's eyes flashed with cold light, his face turned gloomy and moved forward, and appeared in front of the young man in the air, grabbed with his right hand. Several black silks were raised at the fingertips and grabbed the young man.

At the same time, with his left hand waved, eight blood-colored beams of light suddenly appeared beside the two of them, and eight blood-rays shone together to form a cage.

At this time, the young man in the air not only showed any panic on his face, but instead showed a look of sarcasm. As Fuji Huayuan grabbed his big hand, his body immediately turned into a phantom and slowly disappeared.

Two cyan rice grains, one big and one small. As soon as the youth disappeared, they emerged from his body, and then the two cyan rice grains collided quickly.

Teng Huayuan's face changed instantly. At this moment, a blue ripples spread out with a sound of silence, covering a radius of kilometers in the blink of an eye.

Within a thousand meters, it turned into a blue ice ocean.

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "Interesting. This little guy has both Qianhuan from the Fantasy City and Lan Bing Shine from the Huangquan Sect. Well... that flying sword is not simple either. Although it is a imitation, it also has some power."

At this time, the giants in the sky and earth were also stunned. They looked at the direction of the Cassin Valley passage with a profound meaning, and opened the corners of their mouths, showing a strange smile.

In the sky, in the circle composed of two dragons, the film had melted and was about to open completely.

The blood-colored light column around Teng Huayuan's body instantly made a crackling sound, frozen into eight ice sculptures, and the effect of the cage completely lost its effect.

At the same time, layers of blue ice climbed up rapidly along his feet. Teng Huayuan obviously felt a wave of cold currents pouring into his body, and his hands and feet were immediately stiff, but he was not panicked. This level of coldness had little impact on him. As soon as the spiritual power in his body changed, his hands and feet gradually recovered.

At this moment, Wang Lin, who was in the dark in the Cassin Valley passage, suddenly his eyes flashed, and his body disappeared in an instant, and the remaining two teleportations were used up once.

When it appeared, it happened to be the moment when the blue ripples spread. Wang Lin stood silently by Teng Huayuan's side without being affected by the aftermath due to his resistance to the cold air.

He knew that his own strength could not compete with the Nascent Soul stage at all. He was afraid that the other party would kill him countless times with his hands raised, so Wang Lin did not intend to take revenge. Although his murderous intent was so great, he still pressed down. The moment he appeared, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the storage bag on Fuji Huayuan's waist.

The moment when Teng Huayuan appeared, he had already noticed that he suddenly looked back and saw that it was Wang Lin. After seeing that it was Wang Lin, he immediately understood the situation in his heart, but his hands and feet were recovering, his movements were slow and slow, and Wang Lin suddenly appeared.

When Teng Huayuan saw Wang Lin, the other party's hand had already grabbed his storage bag.

A ferocious look flashed across Fuji Huayuan's face, and he shouted in a low voice: "Explode!"

The moment Wang Lin's hand touched the storage bag, a devastating force suddenly came from the storage bag and drilled into his body along his arms. With a crackling sound, his arm began to explode from his fingertips and spread rapidly. Wang Lin gritted his teeth and the green sword instantly came, slashing his right hand, and his body quickly retreated with the thrust of the explosion.

At the same time, he grabbed his left hand, and gravitational technique grabbed the storage bag from the air, and quickly retreated far away with his body.

At this time, Teng Huayuan's body had resumed movement. He stepped out of the blue ice circle and chased Wang Lin.

In the blink of an eye, Teng Huayuan grabbed his hand and shouted, "Wang Lin, do you think you can open it by getting my storage bag? You killed my great-grandson. Today, I want to draw your soul into a soul banner, so that you can endure the torture in the world and die!"

Wang Lin's right hand was completely blown to pieces. When he retreated, his spiritual power turned around and he froze the wound to prevent a large amount of blood from being lost. He did not dare to take the storage bag of Teng Huayuan. Instead, he used gravitational technique to control it and grasp it in the air.

Fuji Huayuan was quite annoyed. In front of so many fellow practitioners, dealing with a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage was a matter of self-destruction. If he captured or killed the other party at once, it would be fine. But he was deceived by the strange illusion and was covered in dust. Finally, he was affected by the hateful blue ice crystal, and his body temporarily became numb. Although it quickly returned to normal, Wang Lin suddenly appeared and snatched the storage bag.

This feeling is no less than slapping him in the face in public, and it is not just slapping him once, but slapping him again and again.

What annoyed him the most was that the other party was obviously vulnerable, but he could teleportation technique, which made him secretly shocked. You must know that teleportation is a unique spell above the Nascent Soul stage.

In addition to these, what shocked Fuji Huayuan the most was Wang Lin's decisiveness and tenacity, who could cut off his right hand without hesitation to prevent the explosion from spreading. Regarding this, Fuji Huayuan couldn't help but appreciate it in his heart, but this appreciation was instantly overwhelmed by hatred.

The more decisive the other party is, the more powerful Fujiwayuan's intention to kill him will be.

"Wang Lin, you can't blame others for killing me, but don't worry. After I kill you, the old man Jimo and his family who instigated Teng Li to chase you, I will not let them go, and will send them down to accompany you." Teng Huayuan sneered in his heart, waved his big hand without hesitation, and suddenly the strange wind blew everywhere. The 30,000 ghosts floating around before all rushed towards Wang Lin.

In order to prevent Wang Lin from using teleportation again, Fuji Huayuan slapped his chest and the Nascent Soul suddenly emerged from the top of his head. With a fierce scream, the Nascent Soul immediately shrank significantly. Then, a blood ball was spit out of the Nascent Soul. As soon as the blood ball appeared, it immediately extended infinitely, turning into a blood curtain, instantly covering the surroundings.

With the help of a trace of curse between the two, Wang Lin was covered by the blood curtain, and his body was immediately imprisoned and unable to move. He was shocked and was about to teleport, but suddenly he stared straight ahead, his body trembling uncontrollably. He stared at one of the many souls that were surging. Two lines of blood and tears flowed down. The painful face was his father.

Teng Huayuan noticed Wang Lin's expression and was not in a hurry to chase him. He smiled gloomyly: "Did you see it? Do you really think I will put your whole family's soul in a soul flag? Wang Lin, you are too naive." As he said that, he pointed his right hand and all the 30,000 souls around him stopped. Then Wang Lin's father's soul flew out alone and rushed towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin gritted his teeth, and a wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. He watched his father's soul rush into his body, enduring the stinging pain inside his body. He smiled bitterly, and the laughter became louder and louder. After spewing out several mouthfuls of blood, he looked up at the sky and laughed: "Cultivating immortals, it turns out that this is cultivating immortals, okay, okay!" After that, he patted his forehead and spit out a ray of cold and yin energy, and immediately wrapped his father's soul carefully, freezing without harming him.

Teng Huayuan looked at Wang Lin, and suddenly a chill rose in his heart, but then he felt a little ridiculous. He was actually afraid of a monk in the foundation-building stage, but the chill in his heart couldn't stop it. Teng Huayuan took a deep breath, pointed his right hand again, and another one flew out of his 30,000 souls. This time, it was Wang Lin's mother.

Wang Lin's body trembled slightly and released the storage bag that the gravitational technique grasped. This thing had lost its effect to him.

The memories of childhood, the memories before entering the Hengyue School, are used in my mind like a tide...

"Wang Lin, look at how kind I am to you, so that you can reunite with your parents." Teng Huayuan said, and his fingertips pointed, Wang Lin's mother's soul penetrated into Wang Lindi's body.

The pain in the body was far less than the pain in the soul. Wang Lin could feel that the center of his earth was bleeding. He stared at Teng Huayuan and used the Yin and Cold Spiritual Aura to freeze and preserve his mother's soul again.

Fujiwamoto smiled gloomyly and said, "Okay, the game is over for the time being. I know you are planning to escape from the extraterritorial battlefield, but I have guessed it long ago, so, give up on this idea."

As he said that, he grabbed Wang Lin's storage bag quickly flew up and landed in Teng Huayuan's hand. He didn't even look at it. He squeezed it hard, and the storage bag suddenly exploded, and all the items inside, including the qualification token, disappeared.

At the same time, 30,000 souls around rushed towards Wang Lin frantically, and in a blink of an eye it penetrated into his body, devouring his flesh and spiritual power, and countless human faces appeared on his body's skin.

Some even rushed towards the ice crystals that wrapped around Wang Lin's parents' souls, but were all protected by Wang Lin's body.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin's left hand was swallowed up little by little, and then, his legs. From beginning to end, Wang Lin did not snort. He just stared at Teng Huayuan. The look made Teng Huayuan's heart even heavier.

No one noticed that the giant in the sky was staring at Wang Lin, and a fanatical look flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself: "Resistance, this is resistance!"

As 30,000 souls were swallowed in Wang Lin's body, his body dissipated little by little, Teng Huayuan's face showed a ferocious look and muttered to himself: "Li'er, Grandpa avenge you. You saw it. It's not over yet. When his body is eaten, Grandpa will pull out his soul..."

Wang Lin smiled bitterly, and he could no longer feel the pain in his body. While he was still breathing, he did not hesitate to control the ice crystals that wrapped their parents' souls with gravity. This was the only thing he could do at present. Even if he died, he would die with his parents.

He did not regret coming out of Cassin Valley. He knew that if he was hiding, he might have escaped this disaster for the time being, but even if he had a little hope, he would not be willing to give up. If he came out, he might have a slight chance to steal his parents' souls, but if he didn't come out, he would have no chance.

His body was confined in this blood curtain. He had just tried teleportation and found that it had lost its effect. At this moment, Wang Lin had only hatred in his heart.

"Dad, mom, Tiezhu is unfilial. If there is a next life, I hope I am not your son, because I... I am not worthy... If I were not me, you would not have suffered any harm..." Wang Lin closed his eyes with tears and tears...

At this moment, an old sigh came from Wang Lin's chest. Then, Wang Lin's body suddenly exploded, and all thirty thousand souls rushed out one after another. Immediately, a black light carried Wang Lin's parents' soul and shot out instantly, penetrated the blood curtain around and flew into the passage of the space outside the domain.

The film, which had been melted for nine out of ten, immediately collapsed under the impact of the ink light.
Chapter completed!