Chapter 297: Stillborn

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared into the black fog of the Forbidden Banner. However, in the eyes of others, it was difficult to find clues. After all, the spiritual consciousness of the blue-shirt monk was only in the early stage of the God Transformation, and Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness was already equivalent to the late stage of the God Transformation.

Although the two of them have the same cultivation level, their spiritual consciousness is too different. This is why Wang Lin immediately noticed it as soon as this person appeared, and this person only realized Wang Lin's reason after flying for a distance.

He stepped into the formation with one foot, looked back at the black fog that was speeding in the distance, and the smile on his lips became even colder.

But, at this moment, suddenly, Wang Lin's figure suddenly appeared above the formation. As soon as he appeared, he immediately threw out a bell.

The monk in blue-shirt's face immediately pale. He never expected that the other party would catch up so quickly. In a daze, the bell had already seen the wind and turned into a huge copper bell of several feet in size, covering it hard, and holding the monk in blue-shirt.

At this time, Wang Lin summoned his right hand and the forbidden banner immediately fell into his hand. He shook it and covered it with the bell, disappearing from the spot. When it appeared, it had already landed on the ground.

"You can't escape!" Wang Lin said in a plain voice, as if he was talking to himself.

He sat cross-legged, pinched his marks with both hands, and typed out magic tricks that fell on the bell.

The bell suddenly vibrated, and there were bursts of clanging sounds from inside. The sound did not leak too much, but was mainly concentrated inside. However, there were screams from the clanging sounds.

Soon, the bell vibrated more and more violently. In addition to the sound of the clang, there were also some collisions. It was obvious that the monk in blue-shirt was unwilling to be refined and wanted to destroy the treasure with the power of the sword.

Wang Lin knew that the sword was sharp, and whether the bell could resist was still unknown. He snorted lightly, and his hands were faster. As the spells continued to fall on the bell, the sound of the inside became louder and louder, and the frequency became higher and higher. As for the sound of counterattack, it became weaker and weaker.

This bell is a magic weapon of ancient monks. Its main function is to trap people, and then use some handprints recorded on the bell to refine them. Even the soul can be completely refined. Of course, the premise is that the person holding the treasure must have a slightly higher cultivation level than the person being refined, otherwise it will be easily retaliated.

After a god-transforming cultivator forms a soul, unless several people siege it, it will be difficult for him to completely kill the opponent even if he wins in a single battle. However, if the god-transforming cultivator takes action in the later stage, it is no problem.

Of course, if you are extremely weak, it is naturally another matter. Just like Meng Tuozi, who was extremely weak, was framed by Wang Lin and died under the golden hand bones of the Hurricane King.

As Wang Lin's handprints fell on the bell one by one, the screams inside slowly weakened and eventually disappeared completely. Wang Lin did not pause, but continued to refine a little more, and then put away the hand gesture.

As soon as he summoned his right hand, the bell quickly shrank, and was held in his hand and put it in the storage bag. Wang Lin did not rush to open the bell to check it. In his opinion, even if the monk in blue shirt was really dead, he would definitely have a counterattack before his death.

The counterattack before the death of the god-transforming monk was extremely terrifying. With Wang Lin's prudence, how could he take risks easily? He simply did not look at it, but put it in the storage bag. With the refining ability of the bell itself, he continued to refine him for ten days and half a month or even longer, causing this person to fight back to death and die in the fetus!

Wang Lin’s move is extremely amazing!

He stood up. The thunder frog had already been put away by him, turned into a copper trap and put it on his wrist. He pondered for a little while, and was about to carefully search for the fragments of the fairy world where he was, but at this moment, Wang Lin's expression changed, and he immediately dispersed the forbidden banner to protect him. He sat cross-legged, slapped the storage bag, took out a few pills and swallowed them into his mouth.

The spiritual power in his body was sucked away by the copper ring at an extremely fast speed. After a long time, he finally stopped. Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and took a few more pills, which then he replenished the spiritual power in his body.

"It starts once every six days, and every four days during these days. Although this thunder frog is easy to use, it consumes too much spiritual power when raising it. Be careful in the future and transfer spiritual power in advance. Otherwise, if this situation occurs during the fight, it will be dangerous." Wang Lin murmured.

He stood up and flew towards the palace group. After searching carefully within the palace group, he found nothing. Wang Lin searched far away.

The fragment of the fairy world where he is located is not big or small, almost equivalent to the State of Zhao. With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, it can basically cover all of them, but the energy of the fairy world cannot be detected by the spiritual consciousness. Unless it is very close, it will have no effect.

Walking in this fragment of the fairy world, Wang Lin finally checked it out after a month. There was no other building in this place except the palace complex at the beginning.

Potholes can be seen everywhere on the ground, faintly showing the struggles of the immortals under the catastrophe of that year.

On this day, Wang Lin came to this fragment of the fairy world. In addition to the mother and son peak, another mountain. Although this peak is very high, its shape is a bit strange. Its appearance, to be precise, seems to be a big lock!

This mountain is still intact, but the many trees on it have completely dried up and died at this time. Wang Lin reached out to touch it, and the trunk immediately turned into gray marks.

Looking at the many trunks on the mountain, Wang Lin smiled bitterly. It would be great if these trees had not withered. Each of these trees was equivalent to a thousand-year-old tree, and some even had more than ten thousand years.

Wang Lin is confident that the power of wood carvings can be enhanced several times, but unfortunately...

Wang Lin was quite unwilling to give up. He searched everywhere. Finally, after checking all the trees on the entire mountain, he sighed helplessly.

At the top of this mountain, Wang Lin found a cave. The gate of the cave was shattered and covered with dust. This place was not a secret, and Wang Lin did not expect to find a cave here that had no previous people.

The cave was not big, with only seven or eight stone rooms. Wang Lin checked it inside, and there was nothing. I guess someone came here to loot it many years ago.

Before entering this cave, Wang Lin was mentally prepared, so although he had nothing to do, it did not affect his mood. The purpose of his visit here was to see if there were still some damaged restrictions in this cave.

He wanted to see what the ban of the immortal looked like. If he could comprehend some of it, it would be of great help to the realm of the 999th group of the forbidden banners.

After checking carefully, he found that almost all the prohibitions had dissipated in the world, but not absolutely. Outside a stone room, Wang Lin was quite happy to find that there was a trace of the restraint left.

This restriction must not be very strong, but only acts as a blocking gate. Although it has been broken at this time, there is still a trace of breath left at the edge of the stone wall. Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he started to study.

The ban of the immortal is somewhat similar to the ancient ban controlled by Wang Lin, but the structure inside is somewhat different. In fact, the ban is a formation, but it is more flexible than the formation.

Three days later, when Wang Lin left the cave, the trace of ban was already remembered by him.

Following the mountain, Wang Lin was about to leave when suddenly his expression moved. All the trees on the mountain, after checking them one by one, had turned into ashes and dissipated.

But now, all of these flying ashes floated in the air, as if there was a magical power commanding, moving slowly.

Wang Lin was silent and his body slowly flew into the air. In the air, he looked down and his eyes immediately condensed.

At his position, looking down, I saw that the flying ashes actually formed two words!

"Save me" Wang Lin frowned.

The flying ashes slowly dissipated at this time. Wang Lin immediately discovered that the mountain peak looked more like a lock from a high place, while the cave was a lock core.

Wang Lin pondered for a little while and did not continue to investigate. The place was quite strange and he was unwilling to explore the truth.

The most important thing is that Wang Lin believes that he is not the first person to see that this mountain is abnormal. So why has this mountain been there for countless years? Thinking of this, Wang Lin is even more reluctant to investigate. He slowly retreated and left this place far away.

Even if there is an immortal locked here, Wang Lin will not have greed if life and death are in danger.

These days, Wang Lin has searched the fragments of the fairy world where he lives, and has not found the aura of the fairy world. So Wang Lin planned to leave here and check out other fragments.

Before leaving, Wang Lin stored the beast-driven circle in advance, and then came to the place where the monk in the green shirt teleported in the air. He was silent for a little and took out the bell.

According to Wang Lin’s previous understanding, the method of leaving the fragments of the fairy world is to continuously take off the air until it breaks through the sky barrier, and will reappear in the vortex in the original gate of the fairy world, enter again, and fall randomly on a certain fragment.

But the method of this blue-shirt monk appearing here was extremely strange. He actually appeared in the form of a teleportation array, which made Wang Lin have a bold guess.

Some ancient sects have entered the Immortal Realm Gate many times, so they have built some teleportation arrays here, so that their disciples can teleport between the fragments of the Immortal Realm that their sects have explored.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the bell in his hand threw forward, and he made several more hand techniques on it and refine it again. Two days later, Wang Lin calculated the time that this god-transforming cultivator would probably have been refined even if he had a dying counterattack.

Thinking of this, he flipped his right hand and the bell immediately became bigger. Then with a bang, a colorful aura emanated from the bottom and slowly opened.

There was only a storage bag and a sword left inside it, but the moment it opened, the sword buzzed, and a sword energy that was only the size of an arm shot in a bang.

Wang Lin sneered, and at a glance, the sword energy dissipated, and an unwilling cry came from it, and a power of the soul dissipated.
Chapter completed!