Bai Wei nodded and said respectfully: "Disciple abstain!"

Fourth Senior Sister, Zhao Xinmeng, this woman's eyes narrowed, looked at Wang Lin, and said softly: "Lao Qi, if I abstain from the right, it would be too simple for you to obtain this title. The battle between you and me will be today!"

Wang Lin's previous fearful gaze flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but pause, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"Disciple, abstain!" Wang Lin took a deep breath and looked at Tian Yunzi.

Tian Yunzi was suddenly stunned. This was almost the first time Wang Lin saw this expression on him. Tian Yunzi frowned, looked at Wang Lin, and said in a deep voice: "Why abstain from power!"

Zhao Xinmeng's face also had a calm expression on her face, revealing a strange light. She looked at Wang Lin and remained silent.

In Wang Lin's mind, Yun Daozi's fearful gaze never dissipated. At this moment, he heard Tian Yunzi's words and was silent for a while, saying, "The disciple lacks cultivation and cannot compete with the fourth senior sister..."

"Wang Lin!" Tian Yunzi interrupted Wang Lin's words, looked at him deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I hope you will rob it once! My disciple, don't be deceived by others. Many distracting thoughts arise in your heart for no reason. You just need to remember, do everything, go with your heart, I will give you half a stick of incense stick, you should think carefully, if you still abstain, I will no longer persuade you!" Tian Yunzi frowned, and after saying that, his eyes swept and fell on the boss of the Huang clan, Yun Daozi, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

Yun Daozi noticed the master's gaze, and his heart trembled and he quickly lowered his head.

Tian Yunzi's words fell into the ears of the other six disciples, and they all turned their attention to Wang Lin. Their eyes were more surprised and re-examination.

Because in the eyes of these people, it is extremely rare for those who can be comforted by Master. Apart from the purple Sun Yun of that year, Wang Lin is the second one!

As time passed by half an incense stick, Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, he looked at Tian Yunzi, and respectfully clasped his fists and said, “Disciple, snatch it once!”

Tian Yunzi's eyes showed a look of relief, and he nodded and said, "Okay!"

Zhao Xinmeng looked at Wang Lin and whispered: "Lao Qi, let's start!" As she said that, she moved her body, and she looked like a phoenix butterfly swallow, retreating, and set a distance of dozens of feet from Wang Lin. At the same time, she raised her hands, pinched her fingers, and moved forward.

Suddenly, purple star dots suddenly appeared from nothingness, and the woman's body was coiled around her.

Wang Lin stared at the star points. On this Tianyun Star, there seemed to be not much magic weapons used in the battle. He took action to make magical powers. Even today, although he has not fought with others for many times, no matter who it is, he uses magical powers as his main attack method.

But the stars circling around Zhao Xinmeng were seen traversing the void of the index finger of the woman's right hand, and suddenly all condensed towards her fingers. In the blink of an eye, the woman's entire right hand was reflected in a thick purple color.

Even her appearance was set off by purple at this moment, giving her a hint of strangeness.

"Old Qi, you have never known the way of senior sister. Today, I will tell you that my way is the way of demon shadow. All the magical powers in the world are not too high than my cultivation level. I only need to read them once. Although I cannot fully display them, I can imitate one or two more! This technique is created by me imitating your magic finger. I call it the Purple Demon Hand!"

As he said that, Zhao Xinmeng slapped his right hand forward in the void. Suddenly, the purple light surrounding his hand suddenly flashed out, leaving his hand, and galloping towards Wang Lin with a whistling sound.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, his right index finger raised, and the immortal power in his body moved, and he suddenly turned around. Suddenly, a purple Mars appeared above the tip of Wang Lin's right finger.

At the moment when Mars appeared, a surging demonic aura suddenly roared out and covered the surroundings.

"Is this boy really a person who conforms to my fortune... He left me a sentence back then, "My way is the way of heaven. Only by finding someone who conforms to my fortune can we take the third step..." Tian Yunzi looked as usual, and his eyes stared at Wang Lin's index finger.

"If this boy is really, then I, Tianyunzi, will fight for it at all costs! Since I met him, I have failed countless times in the past 30,000 years, and most of the disciples have lost their losses at this moment. Is this right... wrong..." Tianyunzi looked at Wang Lin, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"The Demon Transformation Finger!" Wang Lin looked solemn and murmured.

The purple Mars above his index finger suddenly came out of his hand and flashed forward, suddenly colliding with Zhao Xinmeng's purple demon hand.

The purple star dots completely merged into the purple light, and a crackling sound suddenly emanated from it, and at the same time, a strange change continued to evolve inside it.

This slight change collapsed immediately after not maintaining a few breaths, but saw a purple halo venting from it frantically, turning into a surging demonic aura, rumbling and dispersing everywhere.

The magic power contained in this cathartic aura is several times higher than that contained in the King Lin’s Demon-Crafting Finger. It is obviously after some strange change that the inverted transformation occurs.

Zhao Xinmeng immediately stepped back, and slapped the storage bag with her right hand, and a bead immediately appeared in her hand. Her eyes showed a cunning look and she vomited lightly: "Check!"

As soon as this said, the magic power spreading around suddenly stopped, and then, at an extremely fast speed, swept wildly towards the bead in Zhao Xinmeng's hand, and in a blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the bead.

The originally flawless beads have now become pitch black, and they seem to have an unjust soul, emitting waves of cold air.

"Old Qi, senior sister won't compete with you for the title of Tianyun Qizi, but this magic power after the alienation must belong to me!" Zhao Xinmeng held the bead and chuckled.

Wang Lin glanced at the bead and said in a deep voice: "You created the purple magic hand, probably to attract me to use the magic finger to absorb the magic power inside it. Senior sister, if you tell me directly, maybe your junior brother is not disgusted, but at this moment, it is impossible for you to get that magic power!"

The moment Wang Lin said, the dark magic energy in the beads in Zhao Xinmeng's hand suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before. The black beads quickly turned white.

This magic power is not the real power of cultivating demons, but a trace of illusion that Wang Lin showed after his immortal power reversed. In this way, he could do whatever he wanted and collapse with his thoughts.

This kind of anti-transformation of immortal power cannot be given to people, otherwise the other party can naturally find the real way to practice the magic finger after research. Wang Lin once promised Situ Nan that these three killer moves will never be passed on!

Zhao Xinmeng's face darkened, her eyebrows frowned, and she looked at the bead in her hand. After pinching it, the bead suddenly shattered. She looked up at Wang Lin and said softly: "Lao Qi, I only have a trace of magic. If you give it to me, I will immediately abstain from quitting, otherwise..."

Wang Lin looked at Zhao Xinmeng. He had a slight relationship with this woman, but overall, he was not in vain. Hearing this, Wang Lin said calmly: "Sister Fourth, I can't help with this!"

Zhao Xinmeng looked at Wang Lin, after a while, she raised her right hand and vomited lightly: "Nine-turn Immortal Refining Art!"

As soon as this said, a vast golden light immediately roared out of Zhao Xinmeng's body madly. At the same time, her face was also shrouded in golden light, and she looked full of strangeness.

Her right hand was like gold cast at this moment, emitting waves of golden light.

A metallic immortal power suddenly appeared slowly from his right hand, forming a golden vortex that slowly rotated on his right hand.

One turn, two turns, three turns, four turns, five turns...

After turning five times in total, the golden vortex suddenly stopped and rotated in reverse.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he raised his left hand. In his hand, the power of the three-turn Golden Immortal who was imprisoned suddenly burst out and condensed on the palm of his hand.

But I saw a vortex of the same size, silently appearing in Wang Lin’s left hand, slowly rotating, one, two, and three!

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Xinmeng's eyes. She had only given the Nine-Turn Immortal Refining Art to Wang Lin for a few days, but the other party actually practiced the power of the Three-Turn in this short time, which was beyond her imagination.

"Lao Qi, the power of the three turns is useless to me!" Zhao Xinmeng closed her eyes in shock and said calmly.

Wang Lin looked as usual, and the immortal power in his body suddenly moved. One of them was directly integrated into the power of the third-turn Golden Immortal along his left hand. In vain, the three-turn power shook violently and turned around again!

"Now, four turns!" Wang Lin said, and another immortal power flew out from his body and madly penetrated into his left hand.

The power of the fourth-turn Golden Immortal is turned again!

"Now, it's the fifth turn!" Wang Lin's expression was still the same, but he was suffering from great pain in his body. The power of the Golden Immortal in his left hand could no longer be controlled, but Wang Lin's concentration was beyond the imagination of Zhao Xinmeng. After all, all the experiences of Zhuquexing were something that would never happen to a disciple of a famous sect like Zhao Xinmeng.

At this moment, in Zhao Xinmeng's eyes, Wang Lin's expression was as normal, his face was calm, and there was no clue at all.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, looked at Zhao Xinmeng, and said, "Do you want to see my six-turn Golden Immortal power?"

Zhao Xinmeng's face darkened, she looked at Wang Lin and said slowly: "Even if you really have the power of six turns, you are not my opponent!"

Wang Lin laughed and slapped the storage bag with his right hand. Suddenly, the trolls' battle axe turned into a black light, flashing out, floating directly in the void.

At the same time, Wang Lin swung his wrist and landed on the side, turning into a magic car with a bang.
Chapter completed!