"Fellow Taoist, don't kill me. I will exchange my life for the treasure, I will exchange my treasure!!" The soul of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace screamed, struggling in the black fog, and quickly begged for mercy.

"What a treasure!" Wang Lin said slowly with a cold expression.

"Luotian Stone, I know where there is Luotian Stone. If fellow Taoist promises to let me go, I will take you to get it immediately!" The soul of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace said immediately.

Wang Lin looked at the soul without seeing his expression. He glanced at it, pinched his right hand and immediately swallowed the black fog in an instant, sealing the soul in the soul banner.

"Luo Tianshi..." Wang Lin pondered for a moment, no longer thinking about this, but his eyes fell on the three small flags in the air, raised his hand and grabbed them in the void. The three small flags immediately fell into his hands, spewing out a breath of soul energy, erasing the imprint of the spiritual consciousness on the small flag, and after imprinting his own spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin began to think carefully.

"This is a rare protective magic weapon!" After half a stick of incense, Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he raised his hand to throw the three small flags. When his mind moved, the three small flags immediately rotated rapidly around his body. In a moment, a purple whirlpool of mist filled the air, and the power radiated from it had certain protection.

The energy in Wang Lin's body circulated, and it poured out of his body and merged into the purple vortex. In an instant, a drastic change occurred. The speed of the purple fog vortex immediately accelerated several times. Not only that, the fog was thicker, and as it spread, it almost enveloped Wang Lin's whole body, completely surrounding his figure.

After three breaths, the fog dissipated. Wang Lin hooked his right hand and immediately put the three small flags into his hand and put them back into the storage bag.

"This treasure is quite powerful!" Wang Lin slapped the storage bag and immediately two yellow paper talismans appeared in his hand.

Wang Lin still couldn't see the effect of these two paper talismans until now. After looking carefully for a while, Wang Lin put it away.

Taking a deep breath, a shiny light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. His expression was extremely solemn, his spiritual sense spread out and spread within ten miles. After confirming that there was no clue, he slapped it on the storage bag.

The golden light flashed and the fairy spirit filled the air. A palm-sized attic appeared on Wang Lin's palm, staring at the thing in his hand. Even at this moment, Wang Lin's heart was still beating faster and his heart beat faster, and his eyes fell directly on the attic.

"If I say that my biggest gain in the Thunder Immortal Realm this time is this item! Collection Pavilion!" Wang Lin licked his lips. He has never dared to take out this item since he obtained it. After all, this treasure is so precious!

"How many magical techniques are there in total..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a hint of excitement, and he forced himself to suppress it after a moment.

"Based on my cultivation level, I can only enter the fourth level. Even if I enter the ninth level with the white-clothed female corpse, I cannot break the ban and cannot obtain the magic inside it. Moreover, this thing is too precious, so there may be some restrictions on the number of entry. At present, this place is not absolutely safe and cannot be easily studied."

Wang Lin suppressed his desire, took a deep breath, and carefully placed the collection pavilion in the storage bag, but immediately, he hesitated for a moment and took out the item. According to the mark he learned that year, the collection pavilion continued to shrink, and in the end, it was just like a nail.

Then he took out an idle storage bag, put the storage pavilion inside, unbuttoned his shirt, cut his chest, and put the storage bag deep into the flesh. Under the power of the energy, the wound was recovered quickly.

"So, no one can know where the collection pavilion is!" Wang Lin touched his chest and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

There were several storage bags on him, almost filled with them, all of which were filled with immortal jade. The number of these immortal jades was too large and they were all obtained in the Immortal Realm of Thunder.

It took nearly two months for Wang Lin to sort out the gains of the Thunder Immortal Realm.

"It's time to leave!" Wang Lin stood up, jumped down and flew up. The mosquito beast rushed over with a cheerful roar, holding Wang Lin under him and heading straight for the building complex in the distance.

The thunder frog on the ground rolled his eyelids and jumped out of nowhere with a rumbling and shaking from the ground, following the mosquitoes and beasts below.

As soon as he approached the place where the Immortal Exclusive tribe lived, Wang Lin's expression subsided. He saw that in a large square in the building complex ahead, all the Immortal Exclusive tribe members were kneeling there, even children and women.

In the middle of the square, there is a three-meter-sized wooden lord. There is a person lying on it, which is Tashan!

Tashan's face was ashen, his eyes were dull, as if he could die at any time. The rich dead aura spread around his body, and it was obvious that he had reached his dying moment.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lin was silent. Two months ago, Wang Lin could see that the tower mountain was already exhausted. On this tower mountain, the slave talisman was very powerful. This slave talisman was left in the inheritance of blood and could not tolerate others' resistance.

Tashan can be said to be the first anti-trap player, but the price is that the rune marks in the whole body are backfired and they cannot survive at all.

He persisted for two months, but today it was at the end and could no longer survive.

Beside Tashan, the ancestors of the Immortal Selection clan were staring at Tashan with sadness, and two lines of old tears remained.

"Grandson..." the old man said softly. He hadn't said this title for a long time.

The surroundings were quiet, but there was a strong sense of sadness. All the tribe members looked at Tashan, and sadness was revealed in silence.

“Tashan…”

“Tashan…”

Whispers came from the mouths of the Immortal Selection clan. Gradually, the sounds merged together to form a speech. This is the only voice in the hearts of the entire Immortal Selection clan at this moment.

"Tashan!"

In their hearts, Tashan is the hero of the Immortal Selection Clan. When no one can fight against the Immortal slave talisman, only Tashan proves to all tribe members that the slave talisman is not irresistible!

Although, the price of resistance is life...

Tashan's mind was already in a daze at this moment. He looked at the sky with dim eyes, and faintly, as if he had returned to his childhood, listening to the tribe members' constant talk in his ears.

"Immortals are the lord of my clan. Everyone in my immortal selection tribe will devote their lives to immortals. This is our mission and our pride... We are the messengers of immortals in this world... This is our glory!"

Tears were left at the corner of Tashan's eyes. He hated, hated the injustice of heaven and earth, hated all the immortals!

Wang Lin fell from mid-air and stood on the edge of the square, silent.

The old man looked at Tashan, gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, looked at the tribesmen around him, and said loudly with his vicissitudes of life: "Tashan is right, for generations, we have been protecting this place, what can we get in exchange for? It is the fog beast, the fog beast that killed many tribesmen of our tribe!

And all this is caused by immortals. In the eyes of immortals, we are just the food to feed the fog beast!!" There was a quiet surroundings, and all the tribe members looked at the old man in silence. There was a force in them, brewing and accumulating...

"Tashan once told me that immortals are no longer there. The immortal world back then had collapsed... I have been hiding this matter since I heard about it and did not talk to my tribe members, but today, I want to say it!" A strange light appeared in the old man's eyes, which was an almost crazy look.

As soon as he spoke, all the tribesmen around him suddenly burst out. The news shocked them extremely, and the brewing power in their bodies quickly climbed.

"My benefactor, what I said is right!!" The old man's eyes fell on Wang Lin on the edge of the distance.

At this moment, everyone around looked at Wang Lin and waited for his answer. Since Wang Lin killed the immortal two months ago, the word "benefactor" has been spoken from the old man.

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, nodded and said slowly: "The fairy world has collapsed. Immortals are no longer there. Even if there are, they are extremely rare!"

"The fairy world collapses. Why don't the immortals treat our tribe like this? We don't resist! Even if we die, we must be like Tashan, and die with dignity!" The old man was excited and shouted loudly.

His voice, with a force that penetrated his soul in the vicissitudes, impacted all the tribesmen around him. When each tribe raised his head, the light revealed in his eyes was a kind of resistance to the end, a kind of determination to rather die than to become a slave to others and become a food for the fog beast!

"Resist!" One of the tribe members clenched his fists and whispered, and after him, more and more voices rang out.

"Resist!"

"Resist!"

One by one, one after another, and at the end, a storm almost formed!

Wang Lin was silent and looked at Tashan. After a long time, he whispered: "I can keep him alive!"

Although his voice was light, it fell into the ears of the Immortal Selection tribes around him, especially the old man, his body trembled and his eyes burst into excitement. He stepped forward a few steps, stopped ten feet away from Wang Lin, knelt on the ground, tears flowed down, and said in a trembling voice: "My benefactor, this is true!"
Chapter completed!