Chapter 622 The Food of Immortal Beasts

"You provoked Wang twice. Today, Wang came in person, why did you ask me who I am..." Wang Lin's voice was calm, and he couldn't hear his joy or anger.

"The surname is Wang... I don't remember offending the fellow Wang..." In the castle, the short old man looked gloomy. With his cultivation level, he could tell at a glance that Wang Lin was extraordinary. This person was truly a cultivator who had reached the early stage of the throne, and most importantly, this person had his own way.

"He...he should be Wang Lin!" Sun Ruonan, the sister of Sun Yunshan, said softly.

"Wang Lin!!" The short old man was stunned, and his face immediately became gloomy. He never expected that he had just thought about arresting the man who became a fairy guard, and had such cultivation. If he had known this, with his personality, he would definitely not provoke him.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, I offended many times before. This matter was because I was reckless. Killing two immortal guards of my life can be considered as a counter-off. Today, it is not difficult for me to do anything for you. Let's go! From now on, we will not offend each other!" The short old man pondered for a moment and said slowly.

His words came into the ears of the three women in front of him, and the three women were surprised. The three of them knew a lot about the temper of this ancestor and knew very well that although this man had a profound cultivation, he was narrow-minded and was forced to come to the house. Not only did he not take action, he let Wang Lin leave.

Especially Sun Ruonan, she didn't have a deep impression of Wang Lin at that time, but in her opinion, even if Wang Lin is powerful, she would definitely not be able to compare with the ancestor. You should know that the ancestor is an immortal. With his magical power, he controlled all four cultivators in the late stage of the Infant Transformation Great Perfection.

Not to mention that the ancestor waved the eight immortal guards, she didn't believe it. If they took action together, these eight immortal guards would still lose!

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Wang Lin stepped forward and shook his head and said, "The two immortal guards are just two pieces of broken jade. How can they offset your provocation?"

The face of the short old man in the castle changed, his eyes burst out with gleam, and he said gloomyly: "What an arrogant person. I am just a little bitch. Do you really think I can't kill you? Eight Immortal Guards, summon the Immortal Emperor, and kill this person for me!"

As soon as these words fell, eight figures suddenly flew out of the castle. Among the eight people, there were men and women. The figures were like lightning, and a strong sense of pressure and aura emanated from them.

Wang Lin looked as usual and looked at the eight figures coldly. He saw the eight people swaying and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. Their seats between them contained some rules, and their hands kept changing their seals.

A breath containing the power of immortals burst out from their bodies, merged in a strange way in the air, turning into an illusory shadow. At this moment, waves of immortals filled the surroundings with the appearance of the figure.

The illusory shadow gradually condensed and instantly turned into a middle-aged man wearing a fairy robe, with long hair flying, and holding a blue sword in his hand.

A breath comparable to the power of heaven emanates from this illusory shadow. At this moment, all the monks around him immediately knelt down and called respectfully: "Cultivators from the lower realm, see the Immortal Emperor..."

The old man laughed proudly from the castle. His tone was a little arrogant and shouted: "Wang Lin, I won't hide it from you. I am a person from the fairy world. After the fairy world was broken, I came here by chance. All my magical powers are real and true immortal arts. How can you resist it? You still have time to leave now. If you anger me again, you will definitely die!"

Wang Lin looked at the middle-aged man holding a blue sword in his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He raised his right hand and suddenly darkened between heaven and earth. A yellow spring fell from the sky, like a tilted Yellow River, instantly circling around Wang Lin. After turning, he rushed directly to the middle-aged man who had transformed.

At this moment, the entire body of the eight immortal guards collapsed like a storm, as if all the floods were drawn out from their bodies and merged into the illusory shadow along the seal of both hands.

At this moment, an unimaginable majesty suddenly spread out from the middle-aged man. The eyes of the illusory shadow seemed to have agility, staring at Wang Lin, with a green sword in his hand, and pointed forward!

Wang Lin's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was no attack under his finger, but his body felt like he wanted to retreat. It seemed that if he did not retreat, the tip of the sword would cause his soul to collapse!

This feeling is extremely strong, but Wang Lin has not encountered it before. The heavenly disaster that year was also of such power!

Wang Lin practiced against the will of heaven, and his mind was extremely firm. At this moment, he stopped his steps of trying to retreat. Not only did he not retreat, but he took another step forward!

However, this step was still in mid-air, and the eight immortal guards under the illusory shadow immediately sprayed blood, their eyes dim. The blood they sprayed contained all the immortal power and vitality in their bodies!

These eight mouthfuls of blood were instantly sucked into the middle-aged man. In an instant, the middle-aged man stared at Wang Lin, and his gaze became more agile!

The moment Wang Lin's footsteps were about to fall, he opened his mouth and uttered a silent word!

The word was silent, but Wang Lin's ears were rumbling with unimaginable thunder. Wang Lin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

His footsteps suddenly fell!

The moment his footsteps landed, the eight immortal guards suddenly shook their bodies, and there was no trace of their eyes.

At the same time, the underworld swept across, and the phantom of the middle-aged man was shattered in a flash.

That horrible feeling disappeared.

"What a powerful illusion attack..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, and he snorted coldly, and took his body out again, and merged into the Huangquan in one step, following the Huangquan, like a yellow dragon passing by the eight immortal guards sitting on the ground.

The moment he passed by, the bodies of the eight immortal guards collapsed one by one, fell into the underworld, and could never escape the cycle of reincarnation.

Eight pieces of ordinary broken jade flew out, grabbed by Wang Lin and threw it into the storage bag. A roar came from the castle, and an extremely pure immortal power suddenly burst out from it, turning into a constantly compressed fairy aura, shot out from it instantly, heading straight for Wang Lin!

The yellow spring outside Wang Lin's body instantly rose up from the ground, forming a huge pillar that seemed to support the heaven and earth. Wang Lin was inside, and the fairy energy rushed over and entered the yellow spring and disappeared without a shadow.

"Open!" Wang Lin was in the yellow spring and vomited lightly.

Suddenly the yellow spring suddenly dissipated, forming a vortex, sweeping across it, but the white castle collapsed instantly, and rumbling sounds came from the earth.

The short old man rushed out and floated in the air. After him, the three women who practiced with him also flew out one by one, standing aside and watching coldly.

This short old man looked scathing and didn't look like a monk, but he looked like a thief. He was angry at this moment and shouted at Wang Lin: "Wang Lin, I have been patient several times and don't want to be an enemy of you, but you are too ungrateful. I think you are a monk in the lower realm and have a hard time cultivation. If you leave now, I will not blame you for being a ruthless person, but if you get involved again, don't blame me for being ruthless and kill you!"

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He did not speak, but pointed his right hand forward, and a silence finger wind suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the old man.

The old man's face changed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and suddenly squirted suddenly. A strong fairy aura rushed out immediately, forming a fairy mist, which immediately surrounded the nirvana finger wind, and bursts of squeaking sounds came out, and they actually dissipated from each other.

"Wang Lin, this is what you forced me!" The short old man's face turned gloomy. When he slapped the storage bag, a piece of blue jade the size of a fist floated out. The old man pinched his hands with his hands, turned forward, and shouted: "Immortal seed!"

The green jade immediately shook, and in a blink of an eye it started to wriggle strangely. In an instant, it turned into countless long green silk threads, with a sharp buzzing sound, spreading out like a group of snakes dancing.

As soon as the blue filaments appeared, the monks watching around suddenly looked extremely ugly, and there was a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

Looking at the countless black hairs, a ray of light burst out from Wang Lin's eyes. He slowly said, "Food of Immortal Beasts!"

As soon as this was said, the monks around him might not understand it, but the short old man's expression changed again. He said in a lost voice: "You know it!!"

When Wang Lin saw the black hair on Sun Yunshan before, he felt familiar. When he thought about it carefully, the black hair was clearly the fairy grain he saw when he and the disciples of the Daluo Sword Sect entered the cave in the fairy world! He did not point out this to Sun Yunshan.

The short old man didn't care why Wang Lin knew this thing. Since he got the immortal grain, he could not completely control it. Now he took it out, obviously intending to fight his best. In fact, as a mid-stage cultivator, he shouldn't have such a mentality, but he felt unspeakable pain in his heart, so he acted like this.

"Swallow him for me!" The short old man shouted, pinched his hands with his hands, and pointed his void at the countless thin filaments that had been transformed from the bluestone.

Hundreds of blue filaments rushed over instantly and headed straight for Wang Lin.

Wang Lin is familiar with this scene. He had encountered an army of immortal grain that was hundreds of times more than now. At this moment, he saw that there were only less than a thousand items, and there was no sign of nervousness at all.

With a slap of the storage bag, an ordinary soul banner was in his hand. Before Wang Lin came here, he felt suspicious and naturally prepared. At this moment, the soul banner was in his hand. With a trembling, the unicorn beast he found in the Soul Refining Sect suddenly roared out!

Although this beast is the soul of the Qilin, it contains more or less a trace of inheritance. After it appeared, it suddenly roared, and its body trembled, and its huge head stared straight at the rushing fairy grains.
Chapter completed!