"Snow Country..." Wang Lin's eyes were calm and he walked forward. Within a few steps, he left the valley. He saw a young man standing outside the ancient world wearing a green green water gown. Although his appearance was ordinary, he had a cold feeling.

The man's eyes were extremely bright and his skin was as crystal clear as ice. He stood there casually, and within a hundred feet of his surroundings immediately swept away the warmth.

After seeing Wang Lin come out, a cold light flashed in the man's eyes, he clasped his fists and said, "Zeng Niu, feather fan Yu Bao, bring it!"

Wang Lin glanced at the young man. The other party's cultivation was in the middle stage of God Transformation. He slapped the storage bag, and two feathers were in his hand. With a swing, the feather immediately turned into a long rainbow. With a bang, it pierced into the cliff of the valley next to it. The exposed part trembled slightly.

The young man moved his body and rushed towards the cliff next to him immediately.

Wang Lin touched the storage bag with his right hand, and two bells immediately appeared in his hand. With a trembling sound, the sound suddenly sounded. The sound was extremely crisp, and it turned into sound waves and spread around.

Liao Fan snorted lightly, pinched his right hand and pointed it around his side. A series of sharp ice skates appeared silently in the flash of white light. With his swing, the ice skates immediately made a howling sound of breaking through the air and waved towards Wang Lin.

Wang Lin laughed, but instead of retreating, he threw the bell in his hand as he stepped on it, and immediately the two bells suddenly became larger in the air, and bursts of thumping sounds emanated from it.

Suddenly, the waving ice skates immediately broke. Before they approached, they dissipated with a bang. Even the surrounding valley cliffs also cracked layer by layer in the sound of the bell.

Liao Fan looked as usual. He had long heard of Zeng Niu's power. He was ordered to come here this time not for Yubao, but for investigation!

He fell to the ground, pinched his hands, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he pushed forward suddenly, and suddenly, waves of white light flashed on him. With the force of pushing, these white lights immediately vented from his body, and immediately turned into a huge phantom in front of him. This phantom was not the snow fairy jade ice fairy that Wang Lin was familiar with, but an old man sitting cross-legged.

After the old man's phantom turned out, he immediately opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he made a gesture with his right hand, and immediately made a spiritual technique and imprinted it on the bell. The two bells immediately rotated quickly and kept hitting each other.

This is exactly what Wang Lin got after studying this treasure.

The bell rotated and hit, and the sound became louder. With the violent sound, Liao Fan's body involuntarily retreated several feet, and then he stabilized his body. He stared at the bell and shouted softly: "Kill!"

The old man's phantom immediately raised his arm and pointed at Wang Lin. With a point, his entire phantom immediately contracted and turned into an illusory aura, which suddenly stabbed Wang Lin.

As fast as lightning, he galloped away.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body teleported and disappeared from the spot. When it appeared, it was already in the sky, but the illusion aura turned into by the phantom was as spiritual as it was rising from the ground.

"Zeng Niu, if you only have these methods, you will die today!" Liao Fan stared at Wang Lin and sneered. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand and immediately took out a bronze bell.

There are twelve numbers above this copper type, representing the twelve months on the Vermillion Bird Star. Under each month, there are countless small symbols, which represent every day of December.

His left hand beat the bronze bell, and immediately turned slowly, representing August's numbers, which immediately flashed green light, and then the next symbol flashed.

"Today is August 9th. Zeng Niu, this is your death date!" After Liao Fan finished speaking, he threw the bronze bell upwards in his hand, and immediately, a huge ghost claw transformed from this kind of ghost claw. Inside the ghost claw, two golden lights flashed.

Wang Lin's expression was always the same. He pinched his fingers with his right hand and clicked a bell from the air. Immediately, the two rotating bells collided with each other and collapsed.

Countless fragments suddenly rose up in the air, surrounding Wang Lin, and quickly turned, Wang Lin vomited lightly: "Ar!"

Suddenly, the fragments were immediately collected and wrapped around Wang Lin, forming a blue-shining armor, which had two bell patterns on this armor.

Faced with the illusory aura turned into by the old man, Wang Lin did not dodge or dodge, and let the illusory aura penetrate and landed on the armor.

Suddenly, countless water ripples appeared on the armor, and a shock made the illusionary energy weak.

When the shaking is again, the illusion disappears.

"This sound wave spiritual armor is indeed effective!" Wang Lin smiled slightly and looked at Liao Fan. At this moment, the ghost claws turned into by the bronze bell had been captured.

Wang Lin snorted lightly, slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and immediately the fairy sword was in his hand, slashed and swung it away. Immediately, the ghost claw collapsed, and the bronze bell made several cracks, and a crack appeared.

Together with Liao Fan behind him, blood was splattering on his chest, he stepped back several steps, pressed his right hand on his chest, his face was pale and colorless, but his eyes showed a trace of success, and he laughed wildly: "Zeng Niu, die!"

Wang Lin frowned. At this moment, a roar suddenly evoked when the copper bell broke. Then, more cracks spread from its surface. Suddenly, a withered arm suddenly stretched out from it. With a shake, the entire copper bell turned into scrap iron fragments and collapsed.

Only a ball of black gas was left, flashing like flames in the air.

Wang Lin pinched his fingers with his right hand and waved forward. A strange wind immediately swept across, and the black air like flame was immediately blown out three feet, revealing it inside.

I saw a withered broken arm floating in the air, and the black air radiated from this arm.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and the fairy sword in his hand slashed again. With a bang, the black air above the broken arm immediately floated, blocking the broken arm.

However, the sword light fell on the broken arm through the black gas. Immediately, a wound was cracked on the broken arm, and a roar came from it. Then, a large amount of black gas was immediately released from the wound. The strangely wriggled, and it turned into a human form.

This is a figure that cannot see clearly and is composed of black gas. Only in the eyes are visible, there are two gloomy lights.

Wang Lin looked solemn. Liao Fan was among the few enemies he encountered. Although he was in the middle stage of the God Transformation, his magic weapons were endless. Such monks were extremely difficult to deal with.

The figure transformed from black gas cracked open, roared, and rushed towards Wang Lin. He was extremely fast, and before his body arrived, the huge yin and cold air spread immediately.

A sense of crisis immediately arose in Wang Lin's heart.

The grass outside the valley suddenly turned into ice crystals, and when the wind blew, it immediately turned into dark blue fragments.

Even the surrounding valley cliffs were now impacted by the cold and cold energy, and were immediately covered with thin blue ice.

This kind of cold is several times heavier than the coldness of ice and snow!

The crazy clouds suddenly enveloped Wang Lin, and the cold air entered his body, and his blood was even frozen.

The moment he noticed this breath, Wang Lin's heart was shocked, and his eyes immediately lit up. He was very familiar with this breath, and it was clearly the same as the cold and yin aura that was cultivated by the Huangquan Ascension Punishment!

However, the cold and cold aura emitted by the other party was countless times stronger than what he had practiced. Only when Situ Nan used his body to display it can he compare it with it!

He immediately retreated, and at the same time he made a gesture with his right hand and pointed forward. Suddenly, the ice flame that had not been used for a long time and practiced with the Huangquan Ascension Puncture suddenly emerged from his fingertips as he trembled inside his body.

This is a dark blue flame, which emits not heat waves, but frost.

The moment the ice flame appeared, the yin and cold aura that invaded Wang Lin's body immediately dissipated, and even the yin and cold aura around him immediately turned into black auras and was absorbed by the ice flame.

The figure that was rushing into black gas immediately paused, his eyes flashed quickly, staring at the ice flame, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth: "Huangquan Ice Flame... Even the Huangquan Dao left by my disciple back then could not cultivate such pure ice flame. Where did you get the Huangquan Ascension Punishment from!"

Wang Lin immediately retreated, and after a few steps, he retreated within the valley pagoda and stopped.

"Who are you!" Wang Lin couldn't help but be shocked by the sound in the black air when he had been practicing for five hundred years. This shock was almost never before.

Wang Lin's scalp was a little numb. He was so familiar with this sound!!

"No matter where you get it, you will die today! I, Situ Nan!" The black figure said, with a very fast speed and had arrived, rushing into the range of the pagoda, swept across Wang Lin's head with his right hand. Wang Lin suppressed the overwhelming shock in his heart and shouted: "Get back!"

Immediately, a trace of Zhou Yi's divine consciousness of seeking cultivation was transmitted from the pagoda. Suddenly, the figure transformed from black gas seemed to be hit by a powerful force, and stopped three inches away from Wang Lin. He roared unwillingly, and his body suddenly threw out.

During the throwing process, the black air on his body dissipated, leaving only a broken arm. He grabbed Liao Fan, who was watching this scene in shock, and disappeared outside the valley in a flash.

Wang Lin stared at the other party's figure that was leaving, muttering to himself: "Stu Nan... It's impossible, why is this happening..." He was in a state of chaos, summoned his right hand, put away his feathers, and returned to the valley in a daze.

Sitting under the pagoda, he looked up at the sky, and scenes of being with Situ Nan flashed across his heart.

"Stu Nan... He said he was Situ Nan..."

Zhou Ru poked her little head out of the pagoda, looked at Wang Lin, and immediately walked out obediently and sat opposite Wang Lin. She had never seen the uncle in front of her with such an expression, as if she was confused and recalling.

After sitting for a while, Zhou Ru stood up, her eyes turned, and tiptoed to the kitchen. When she came out, she had a big bowl in her hand, which contained porridge.
Chapter completed!