Renegade Immortal

From the beginning to the end, Wang Lin's gaze never stayed on the young woman. After Wang Lin left, the young woman Xu Si stared at the figure that gradually disappeared in mid-air. Be it scolding or scolding, no matter how he hides, he just keeps pestering people.

She and Ma Liang lived in the same village since they were young, and their parents were family friends, and they became young relatives. Later, after the two were accepted as disciples by the Temple of War, no matter how she looked at Ma Liang, she felt that he was full of country, and she became more and more disgusted. But after all, she has a marriage contract, and she hides this matter very deeply. She used this as an excuse when she lied to Ma Liang to enter the foreign battlefield, saying that as long as Ma Liang came back, she would become a dual monk with him.

But now, after Ma Liang came back, she turned a blind eye to her. Regarding this, Xu Si had an inexplicable feeling in her heart. Coupled with the sudden trembling in her heart just now, the sharp contrast made her mind go blank for a moment.

Besides, Wang Lin, after flying in this strange Huofen country for a long time, came to a continuous mountain range. According to Ma Liang's memory, this place is a famous volcano group in Huofen country.

The reason why Huofen Country is called this name is precisely because there are many large and small volcanoes in the country. If the monks did not often observe the seals, they would have exploded long ago.

In the history of Huofen Nation, there has never been a large group of volcanic eruptions. This has a lot to do with the monk's magic control.

After looking around, Wang Lin turned around and flew away, stopping outside a nearby village. It was the busy farming season, and the children in the village were playing and playing. Wang Lin stood outside the village, feeling a pain in his heart. , he walked in.

After finding some wooden barrels filled with water in an uninhabited farmhouse, they filled a large amount of clear water and turned into a long rainbow and left quickly.

After returning to the volcanic mountains, he found a natural cave. After entering, he immediately sealed the cave and used some gravel. After layer upon layer of formations, he sat cross-legged.

After doing all this, Wang Lin's complexion was extremely pale. He was seriously injured in the foreign battlefield, his spiritual consciousness was completely broken, and he escaped dangerously with only a trace of extreme consciousness. After leaving the teleportation formation, he disregarded the injury and scattered the trace of the extreme state consciousness, the purpose was to cover up the injury, so that he could leave and find another place to heal the injury.

At this moment, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and rested his mind, immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wang Lin knows the sea. Is a golden sea. Most of this ocean is shrouded in a layer of gray mist. There is only a small place where there is no gray fog. A series of black light thorns. Isolated gray fog.

A green three-inch small sword. stands alone in it. Those light spikes. It is emitted from its sword body. Look carefully. It can be found that there are several deep cracks on the body of the little sword.

In another place in Haidi.

There is also a blank circle. A gray stone bead. float in it. Within ten feet of the bead. No gray fog dares to approach.

Wang Lin knows the sea. Except for these two locations. other places. It's all fog.

Sudden. The gray mist in the Sea of ​​Consciousness billowed thickly. In the golden ocean. Suddenly rushed out a red lightning. This lightning appears. The fog around it receded immediately.

Although Wang Lin's previous spiritual consciousness collapsed. But in the end, a trace of extreme knowledge was condensed. This ultimate consciousness is actually a kind of divine consciousness. Just its quality. Far surpasses Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness before.

Although Wang Lin's previous spiritual consciousness was huge, it could be said to be vulnerable under the laws of that realm, but extreme consciousness was not. It could resist the laws, and finally escaped. Its power can be seen from this.

This red lightning. It is that trace of extreme knowledge.

where the lightning passes. The gray mist avoided one after another, even the golden ocean. It also stirred up from the calm state, and in an instant, the red lightning came to the place where the three-inch little sword was, and rushed in suddenly, flashing on the little sword.

Immediately, the little green sword uttered a strong sword cry, followed by the lightning, one after the other, and rushed out.

Two long rainbows shuttled through the gray mist, bringing up waves of the golden ocean, and they came to the stone bead in an instant, and rushed out of the gray mist with the stone bead in the same way.

Wang Lin suddenly opened his eyes, made a talisman with his hands, and nodded between his eyebrows. Immediately, two illusory lights emerged from his forehead. A stone bead and a flying sword floated quietly in the air.

Wang Lin didn't even look at it, and closed his eyes again. The red lightning traveled through the sea of ​​consciousness for a long time. Finally, after no abnormalities were found, the lightning flashed, re-drilled into the golden sea, and disappeared.

The gray mist covered the blank land again, and finally became as usual, the entire sea of ​​consciousness became quiet.

In the depths of the golden ocean, the red lightning stagnated quietly, slowly absorbing the energy of the interior of the ocean.

Wang Lin can clearly feel the martial arts, the holy king of heaven and earth, the holy king, the king who kills the gods at night, the gods, the gods, the throne, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king, the king. Moving the universe will kill the gods and seal the throne in the night to seek the devil, proud of the world, the strongest abandoned young man of the Zhou royal family , Gradually growing, although this speed is extremely slow, it is growing steadily. If Wang Lin can not die, perhaps thousands of years later, it will grow to the size of the original consciousness.

If there is a day, I am afraid that the law of the realm will be eclipsed in front of him, and the space will be annihilated, so he can go or stay as he pleases.

Wang Lin was silent for a while, looked up at the two illusory lights in front of him, flipped his right hand, and two storage bags appeared in his hand. The three storage bags he got back then were all magic weapons used to fight against the laws of the world.

As for the materials inside, when he made the tortoise armor Xuande array in the foreign battlefield, he had divided the contents of the storage bag into three parts. At this time, with a thought, a piece of black iron the size of a palm floated out of a storage bag. piece.

The appearance of this piece of iron is clearly a piece of a complete set of armor. Wang Lin pondered for a moment. His biggest weakness now is his lack of knowledge of cultivation materials. For example, even though there are many materials in the two storage bags in his hand, But he felt a sense of helplessness that he didn't know when he entered Baoshan.

This piece of iron is one of the few things he knows, it is a piece of refined iron.

The reason why he knew Jingtie was that at the secret trade fair of inner sect disciples he participated in when he was in Hengyue Sect, he saw someone trade the size of a fingernail and knew that it was an important material for refining flying swords.

He put away his storage bag, and secretly decided that after retreating, he would make great efforts to find the jade slips that recorded the materials.

Wang Lin threw up the iron sheet, and tapped the phantom of the flying sword with his right hand. The phantom flickered immediately and rushed into the iron sheet. A green light immediately lit up in the center of the iron sheet, and spread rapidly. Finally, with a buzzing sound, a Sword Qi.

Wang Lin frowned, and looked at the big piece of steel with a wry smile, feeling quite depressed in his heart. He doesn't know how to refine weapons, and he can't make sword embryos, so that's all he can do now.

Then with a thought in his mind, the iron piece immediately flickered, disappeared in place, and appeared behind Wang Lin. However, the size of the iron piece shrank completely, and the edges around it emitted red light, dripping a few drops of molten iron.

Wang Lin sighed secretly, and put the iron sheet back into the storage bag after the temperature dropped.

Then he cast his eyes on the phantom of the stone bead, and a feeling of being connected with the soul suddenly emerged. With a movement in Wang Lin's heart, and with a call of his right hand, the phantom of the stone bead flew towards him immediately, and gradually solidified after landing in the palm of his hand.

The pattern on the stone bead was still two leaves. Without further ado, Wang Lin took out the wooden barrel he got from the farmhouse, opened the lid and threw the bead into the water.

After a while, Wang Lin took out the beads, took a sip of clear water, and suddenly a spiritual energy emerged from his body. Wang Lin immediately took out the remaining three wooden barrels, soaked the beads separately, stared at the stone beads, and experimented Whether it is still possible to enter the dream space.

When he came to the dream space again, looking at the familiar scenery around him, Wang Lin remained silent for a while, and flew forward quickly. After a short time, he came to Situ Nan's Nascent Soul.

Situ Nan's Nascent Soul is still there, but it has shrunk to only one-tenth of the size of a normal person. Compared with before, it must be a difference between heaven and earth.

Yuanying's whole body was dim, his expression was even more sluggish, and his eyes were closed tightly. Beside Yuanying, there were two faint light clusters, one on the left and one on the right.

Wang Lin shed two lines of tears, knelt down to the light group, kowtowed several times, then sat cross-legged on the ground, pulled out four wooden barrels and placed them beside him, picked up one of them, took a big gulp, and immediately vomited Put it up.

Wang Lin didn't have any spiritual power in his body, so he needed to practice again from the Qi Condensation Stage, but whether it was Wang Lin or Ma Liang's body, they had all experienced the Qi Condensation Stage, so they were familiar with the road at this time. Following Wang Lin's breathing, his cultivation quickly recovered.

Time flies by, and a year has passed in a blink of an eye. It is said that it is a year, but in fact, in the dream space, nearly seven years have passed.

During this year, Wang Lin spent all of his breaths, no matter whether he was in the dream realm or outside the dream realm. He also went out to replenish the spiritual energy and clear water several times.

As early as the third year of the dream space, Wang Lin had already reached the fifteenth floor of the condensing period, and it took another two years to enter the initial stage of foundation building. After more than a year, he finally recovered his previous cultivation. The middle stage of foundation building.

With extreme spiritual consciousness, Wang Lin is a natural enemy for any monk in the foundation establishment stage. Even in the early stage of alchemy, Wang Lin is confident that he can fight. There is a 70% certainty of killing.

Similarly, if he can form alchemy, then below the Nascent Soul Stage, he will be the number one person in the entire Cultivation Alliance.

This is the power of extreme realm!

The relationship between extreme consciousness and Wang Lin's own cultivation is like fish and water. Although extreme consciousness is strong, if there is no cultivation behind it, even if it is strong, it cannot last. Only when the consciousness is nourished by it can it grow slowly and have continuous power.

The stronger the cultivation base, the more the power of extreme consciousness can be fully displayed.

At this moment, Wang Lin, after these seven years of training, Ma Liang's body has been completely integrated, and he no longer feels uncomfortable, but the coldness on his body is getting stronger and stronger, like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years , no one can melt.