Chapter 952: Traces of Purity

The sword is seven feet long and three inches wide. It is a silver light, like a moonlight, and it has a sharp feeling. At this time, it is floating in Wang Lin's hand, and the sound of the sword echoes.

Wang Lin slapped his right hand on it, and immediately his spiritual imprint was deeply hidden inside it.

Suddenly, the long sword sounded loudly, and a sword energy rushed out directly, and floated around Wang Lin with a long sword rolled up.

"It's indeed a good sword!" Wang Lin's eyes showed joy, and he walked forward and turned around and rushed to the next flying sword. The cultivators in the killing realm around could not stop Wang Lin's footsteps at all. At this time, he was surrounded by many war souls transformed from the art of sprinkling beans into war, and endless thunder came rumbling between the world.

Wang Lin took a step forward and grabbed the void with his right hand. He immediately another long sword was grabbed by Wang Lin in his hand. The sword struggled extremely violently, as if he had humiliated his identity in Wang Lin's hands. In the struggle, the sword sound that rushed into the sky suddenly rose up.

At this moment, the remaining nine long swords immediately sounded the sword at the same time, and rushed straight to Wang Lin, with an incredible speed.

Even as they flew, the nine long swords actually merged into one, emitting extremely sharp sword light and stabbed directly at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, and the flying sword he grabbed in his hand was struggling even more violently. He snorted coldly and simply stopped suppressing it. Instead, he made a left hand gesture, and immediately a series of prohibitions appeared out of thin air and was stamped on the flying sword. After sealing, Wang Lin threw it into the storage bag.

At this moment, the big sword formed by the nine flying swords was approaching surrounded by endless sword lights. The rich sword energy exuded the coldness, and Wang Lin could immediately feel the wind that could break through his body and sink directly into the soul.

At this moment, in the flat ground in the distance of the Killing Realm, a dark red light suddenly flashed, but a middle-aged man in a red robe flashed out.

The middle-aged man's body shook immediately when he appeared, but it was as fast as lightning. He almost arrived at the center of the battle. With the void in his right hand, he immediately turned the four white jade gourds into pieces and immediately broke through the many obstacles under the guidance of the man and headed straight for Wang Lin.

The middle-aged man followed closely behind, and his whole body seemed to turn into a ray of red smoke, wandering around and rushing towards Wang Lin.

He had been hiding here for a long time and had been waiting for the opportunity to take action. He did not dare to provoke Qingshui. Even Xu Mu was a little afraid. He looked around the monks. The man sneered at the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "It seems that the god and demon son are holding the same plan as me. Unfortunately, the alliance attracted the monk Jingnie that day, and I did not participate, otherwise I would not be so worried today."

Wang Lin immediately shook his mind, and he took a step forward without hesitation, but he was intertwined with the nine swords, and he pinched his right hand and pointed backward, murmured: "Hu Feng!"

In an instant, a black wind roared in the world immediately, turning into three black dragons and roaring out. When surrounding Wang Lin, it rushed out directly. The four wonderful figures immediately wrapped around a black dragon. The black dragon's cold eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of confusion.

But the other two black dragons went straight to the red smoke transformed by the middle-aged man without any pause.

A long laugh suddenly rose, and the red smoke dissipated with a bang, turning into a middle-aged man. His eyes were like torches. When he waved forward, his whole body seemed to be illusory and transparent. It actually penetrated between the two black dragons and approached Wang Lin at a very fast speed.

"Xu Mu, don't hide your cultivation. You can be unharmed among so many fellow practitioners who can see through the yin deficiency and yang reality. You must be a cultivator of the Pure Nirvana!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He had previously suspected that there was no cultivator of Pure Nirvana in the Killing Realm. However, his spiritual consciousness was still in the early stage of Nirvana, and he could not detect the existence of Pure Nirvana.

But at this moment, when he saw the middle-aged man, Wang Lin immediately felt a breath that was different from the old monster of the Broken Nirvana but far surpassed the monk Peeping Nirvana!

"Jing Nirvana!" Wang Lin took a deep breath, and a sense of fighting appeared in his eyes. To be precise, this was the second time he fought against the Jing Nirvana monk in his life. The first time was the Blood Ancestor. This second time was the middle-aged man in front of him!

"This person's aura is not as strong as the Blood Ancestor, it should be in the early stage of Jing Nirvana!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and swung his right hand beside him. The nine swords combined with one immediately shook, but he wandered beside the man and made a sound of surrender.

"Just use this person to witness my true strength at this moment!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed with cold light, he stopped retreating, and held his right hand hard and headed straight forward.

Although the middle-aged man looked calm, he was nervous inside. He could not see through the true reality of the person in front of him. On the surface, Xu Mu was just a monk in the early stage of Nirvana, and the difference between him was a world difference.

But for some reason, when he saw Xu Mu, he felt a sense of fear, as if there was a strong aura hidden in the other party's body. Even he was very afraid of this aura.

"This person must have hidden his cultivation!" The middle-aged man did not underestimate Wang Lin, but regarded the other party as a cultivator of the same level. His eyes flashed, and he kept in the sky with his right hand gesture. There were countless light spots around him, but they instantly condensed towards his palm.

"Take the power of heaven and earth!" Wang Lin's pupils shrank as he moved forward. In addition to understanding the rules, the magical power of the cultivator Jing Ni can extract the power of heaven and earth.

This is actually the power of the Jing Nirvana monk. The power of heaven and earth is on him, so he is not afraid of waste. He can draw and use magical powers at any time.

The middle-aged man pointed forward with his right hand and whispered: "Hongze Wilderness!" The crystal light condensed from all directions in his hand flashed, but it turned into a large piece of black sand. This was not ordinary sand, but Hongze Wilderness, which was filled with the original power of heaven and earth and transformed with magical powers.

Each grain of sand contains extremely strong heaven and earth elemental power. In addition, there are also formations that are included, where the sand and soil are located, a piece of Hongze.

Wang Lin clenched his fist with his right hand while moving forward. Under the third eye between his eyebrows, the ancient god star point was sprinting and rotating, blending into his arm, and hitting forward with a fierce blow!

With a loud bang, Wang Lin's punch immediately changed the huge arm of the ancient god, as if a giant's hand was clenched and swept away.

The power of the ancient gods fights against the Yuanli power of the heaven and earth of the monk Jingnie!

The sand of Hongze was overwhelming. At the moment when Wang Lin's ancient god's fist approached, the strange light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Hongze's magic has come true!"

The endless Hongze sand soil condensed each other in an instant, but at the moment when Wang Lin's ancient god hit him with a punch, they actually condensed into a huge fist exactly the same as Wang Lin's ancient god's arm!

This is the magical power of a middle-aged man!

"The rule I understand is the law of illusion!" The middle-aged man stretched out his hands, and with a wave of his huge arm condensed from Hongze sand, he suddenly punched Wang Lin in a place.

The sound of boom echoed wildly in this killing realm, and a storm swept across the surroundings. Some monks who could not dodge were immediately swept away by the storm. In horror, they were dragged into the storm. The screams sounded and turned into blood mist and became part of the storm.

At the center of the storm, the huge arm composed of sand and soil formed by the magical power of the middle-aged man collapsed with a bang and turned into a large piece of sand and soil.

Wang Lin's body was also shocked, his right arm was numb for a moment, and after a moment, there was a stinging pain, and his body was swept away by the magnificent impact and kept retreating.

"This is the Jingnie monk!" A cold light appeared in Wang Lin's eyes.

The middle-aged man was even more sure that Xu Mu Ding had hidden his cultivation in front of him. Otherwise, if he was a true nirvana cultivator, there would definitely be no reason to compete with him under the magical truth technique.

The middle-aged man slapped his hands forward in the void, and the energy in his body came out with the momentum. Suddenly, the rolled sand in front of him immediately condensed into each other, but it turned into a huge sand crane again. Under the shocking cry of a crane, he flapped his wings and rushed directly to Wang Lin who was retreating.

At this moment, a white light flashed on the flat ground in the distance, but an old man in green transformed out. He nipped his lips and galloped away with his eyes flashing.

"I gave up the opportunity to attract alliances, but I was unwilling to cause trouble. I hid for so long. If I hadn't been concerned about Qingshui, I would not show up no matter what I said. I would only look for an opportunity to leave here to escape the disaster. But now that Huanxuzi and Xu Mu fought with me, it gave me a chance to make meritorious contributions!"

The old man's figure was extremely fast, turning into a broken silk, and heading straight for Wang Lin. When Wang Lin retreated, the old man's eyes showed fierce light. When he pinched his hands, two green flames condensed his palms.

This old man practiced Taoism all his life, was extremely cautious in his character, and never did anything unsure, even in the killing realm.

At that time, he was cautious in his cultivation star. He spent thousands of years *** countless monks snatching many elixirs and magic weapons. Until he finally left, no one knew that it was his work.

In the Killing Realm, he even put this caution to the limit. The time he chose at this moment was also excellent! Almost instantly, the old man was already very close to Wang Lin!

He was not afraid of being noticed by Wang Lin, but his body was dissipated as he moved forward, causing a large-scale drastic change in the power of heaven and earth around him, and there were waves of distortion.

"I see how you can use it to shrink into an inch!" The old man's god and demon son flashed in murderous intent, and his whole body was like an arrow from the string. With a long roar, he suddenly swung his hands forward.

But at this moment, there was a sudden change!
Chapter completed!