Chapter 390 Three Gifts

While speaking, a figure wearing a green robe with a very high hair appeared from the blood ring. Within a step, he came closer. The man's robe was extremely wide, and his body moved and he immediately opened.

The man's face turned gray and looked extremely old, but his eyes were as bright as the bright moon. He looked at Wang Lin carefully and waved his right hand behind him.

"You nine, retreat!"

With a wave of force, a powerful force suddenly roared away. The nine god-transforming monks respectfully called it, and their figures disappeared with the force and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes. Although he could not see through the old man's cultivation, he could be completely sure that it was definitely in the infant transformation stage!

"Little Friend Zeng Niu, I have been waiting for this day for two years!" The old man looked at Wang Lin, with a strange light in his eyes.

Wang Lin almost immediately recognized that this gaze was exactly what he saw yesterday. Wang Lin was not surprised that the other party knew his identity. Since Liu Mei could find this place, it is not surprising that the ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect Infant Transformation Ancestor in front of him could know it.

"Today we meet, I will give you a small profit first, and then we will talk in detail!" The old man looked at Wang Lin deeply, pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his right hand and pointed to the Soul Refining Peak. His tone changed from the gentleness of his conversation with Wang Lin, but became sharp and with a huge murderous intent and cold light. He said slowly: "Junior Liu Mei, within ten breaths, get out of the Soul Refining Sect, otherwise, even if you are a disciple of Zhuque, I will still kill him! Get out!!!"

On the Soul Refining Peak, the peerless figure of Willow Eyes slowly floated up. She looked at the old man with a handsome look on her face and said respectfully: "Senior, I have the will of a teacher, and I have not angered you, so why bother do this..."

Wang Lin always looked as usual, but he quickly analyzed the current situation in his heart.

"Six breaths!" the old man said slowly with a calm expression.

"Senior, if I go back like this, Master will definitely punish me. If Master asks, I can only tell you the truth." Liu Mei sighed lightly, pursed her lower lip, and whispered.

"Four breaths!" The old man's eyes showed a trace of murderous intent, and he grabbed the void with his right hand, and suddenly a big flag that was more than three meters high appeared in the old man's hand.

This big banner was just a phantom, and there was an unimaginable impact inside it. Liu Mei's expression changed drastically for the first time!

"Billion Soul Banners..." She stared at the old man, bit her silver teeth, and her body disappeared immediately, leaving the Soul Refining Sect far away.

The old man didn't look at the place where Liu Mei disappeared, but turned around and looked at Wang Lin, with a strange light in his eyes, and smiled and said, "Little Friend Zeng Niu, how about this little gift?"

With Liu Mei's existence, Wang Lin always had a thorn on his back, as if he was staring at him by a poisonous snake. At this moment, the feeling disappeared as Liu Mei's departure.

Wang Lin smiled bitterly and said, "This is a generous gift. The senior did not hesitate to offend the Zhuque Kingdom. Such behavior made me feel no joy, but I felt a lot of panic."

The ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect in front of him was an extremely interesting person. Wang Lin had already thought very thoroughly. Liu Mei had been able to enter the Soul Refining Sect before, and it would be absolutely impossible for this person to agree.

But the old man never dispelled him. Instead, today, in front of Wang Lin, he drove Liu Mei out of the Soul Refining Sect in one fell swoop. In this way, he told Wang Lin that his Soul Refining Sect had already broken up with Zhuquezi. The reason for all this was for him, Wang Lin.

This is not a polite gift!

The old man laughed and said, "It would be better to offend the Zhuque Kingdom. Now that Zhuquezi is old, it may not be possible to let the entire Zhuque Kingdom serve him."

Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked at the old man and said, "What are the instructions for seniors? But it's okay."

A trace of praise flashed in the old man's eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it was just the first gift just now. Now I will give you the second gift, Zeng Niu, your soul is about to recover. Isn't it just to use the pressure to speed up the soul's recovery? My second gift is to help you fully restore your cultivation!"

After saying that, without waiting for Wang Lin to speak, a golden light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, a spiritual power that was countless times stronger than the power of the spiritual veins suddenly emerged from his body and directly pressed on Wang Lin.

"Is it enough?"

Wang Lin's body shook. Under him, he immediately felt like he was being pressed tightly by countless mountain peaks. Continuous crisp sounds came out from his body. The gap between the connection between the fragments of the soul in his body was slowly shrinking, but the speed was still too slow.

"Not enough!" Wang Lin said gritting his teeth.

The old man's eyes became rich with a strange light, and his long hair was automatically blown without wind, slowly floating up. His wide robe immediately expanded, and bursts of continuous sounds were heard.

Suddenly, the spiritual power that was ten times larger than before, suddenly came to a loud bang. The void around him suddenly appeared, and circles of fine cracks appeared, which quickly spread around.

"how?"

Wang Lin's whole body was soaked with blood slits pressed out of his sweat pores. His eyes were red, his face was bulging high with blue veins, and two tea marks quickly dissipated.

At this moment, Wang Lin clearly felt that the gap between the fragments of the soul in his body was quickly closed, and a small half were already closely connected and integrated with each other.

A feeling of comfort immediately came from his body, alleviating the feeling of being squeezed by the spiritual power.

"Not enough!" Wang Lin took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Oh? Okay, Zeng Niu, I haven't used the immortal power of the infant transformation stage for more than 200 years. I have invested a lot of money for this second gift!" The old man laughed and called on the immortal power in his body without hesitation. In an instant, a pressure that was completely different from the spiritual power just now came.

This pressure, with fairy aura, instantly reminded Wang Lin of the feeling of the fragments of the fairy world collapsed. His body suddenly shook, and his soul was connected madly at an extremely fast speed.

Five breaths later, the last tea mark on his face collapsed!

At this moment, a long roar came from Wang Lin's mouth. His eyes flashed with bright light to the extreme, like the sun appearing in the darkness. The spiritual power in his body suddenly flowed through his whole body, and his soul completely recovered and merged into all parts of his body. All kinds of sour and numb feeling immediately emerged, but in an instant, it became a kind of comfort that seemed to be restricted for a long time and finally released.

Wang Lin roared long, and his body was shocked, and Sun Tai's seal collapsed.

His cultivation has once again returned to the middle stage of God Transformation, and even more sophisticated than that of that year.

"Thank you!" Wang Lin clasped his fists at the old man and said seriously.

The old man looked at Wang Lin, his eyes with admiration even stronger, and he laughed: "Thank you now, it's too early to say that. I have prepared a third gift for you. Do you dare to ask for it?"

Wang Lin took a deep breath. At this moment, as his cultivation recovered, he unknowingly felt a sense of arrogance in the world, and smiled and said, "Why don't you dare!"

He knew that the ancestor of the Soul Refining Sect had invested such a lot of money, so he must have something to ask for help, although he could not have thought that with the other party's cultivation level of the Infant Change Stage, he would need his help.

"Okay, Zeng Niu, this third gift from me is to help you reach the peak of the late stage of God Transformation in one fell swoop. As for the artistic conception, you need to understand it yourself. I can't help you." The old man said, his body moved and he flew away the blood ring in the distance.

Wang Lin pondered for a moment, followed closely without saying a word.

Outside the blood ring, the old man grabbed his right hand from the air. Suddenly, the huge soul banner more than three meters high appeared again. This time, it was still illusory.

"This is the ultimate treasure of the Soul Refining Sect, one billion soul banners. It is precisely because of this treasure. Although I am in the late stage of the Infant Transformation, I dare to fight with you. As for the reasons, I will talk to you in detail in the future. You just need to remember that this treasure is the foundation of my Soul Refining Sect. This treasure is here. My Soul Refining Sect is not destroyed. This treasure is broken, and my Soul Refining Sect will perish. Now, I will use the soul power in this soul banner to help you improve your cultivation to the late stage of God Transformation!" The old man's eyes shone with dazzling light, he looked at Wang Lin, and shouted: "Sit cross-legged down!"

Wang Lin glanced at the old man and sat cross-legged in the void without saying a word. With the other party's cultivation level, if he wanted to take action, there was no need to do the previous act.

However, Wang Lin never let go of his cautiousness. As long as he realizes something is wrong, he will immediately escape with a star compass.

The old man shook the three-foot banner in his hand, and immediately roars and shouts came from it. Then, a human-shaped soul suddenly flew out from it. In a blink of an eye, ten souls immediately dispersed around Wang Lin.

All of these ten souls were emitting purple gold color, with awesomeness. Wang Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. These ten souls were actually equivalent to the cultivation level of infant transformation.

"No wonder this banner can fight against the monk who won the title..." Wang Lin had some clarity at this moment.

"My friend Zeng Niu, all the infant transformation monks on this banner are my soul refining for countless years. Whenever the infant transformation ancestors die, they will give up their physical body, give up their minds, and be willing to become an unconscious soul to sacrifice to this banner. If one day, I will return to the west, you must also remember to include my soul in it..." The old man said slowly with a low voice.

The old man's last sentence was inexplicably said, and Wang Lin was shocked and he had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

At this moment, the bodies of the ten babies transformed into souls suddenly emitted a purple gold light, and the light shone brightly, covering the entire world in this light.

A thick spiritual power, without Wang Lin absorbing and breathing, automatically spread out from the ten souls, forming a ray of light connected to Wang Lin's body, and through this light, it passes into his body.

A strange scene appeared in the air, and purple gold lights appeared on the ten purple gold souls. The center of these lights intertwined is where Wang Lin is.

The spiritual power in Wang Lin's body grew wildly at an unprecedented speed, and in a blink of an eye it doubled compared to before, and the growth did not stop and continued.

Double, triple, quadruple... until eight times, it is still growing!
Chapter completed!