Renegade Immortal

The moment Wang Lin retreated, the remaining ice pucks came rushing towards him with a violent whistling sound, and they hit each other crazily one after another.

"Bang" "Bang"

The ice ball hit Wang Lin, and he quickly swung out his fists, but there were too many ice balls, and the power of the bombardment was superimposed to form a huge, earth-shattering roar.

At this moment, countless cracks once again appeared on the land of the entire Snow Land Country.

Li Yuan's face was ferocious and he shouted: "Zeng Nian, die!"

Wang Lin's body was hit to the ground like a meteor by the roar of the huge ice ball, and a huge pit appeared on the ground.

A trace of green smoke emerged from it, and it immediately dissipated when the wind blew it.

However, Li Yuanfeng's expression not only did not relax, but became more gloomy.

"The magical power of infant transformation is indeed mysterious, but the magical power contained in your ice ball is too little!" A cold voice came from the deep pit, and Wang Lin's figure was seen slowly floating out of the deep pit.

His clothes were a little torn, but his eyes were bright.

Li Yuan looked ugly and stared at Wang Lin. He clenched his teeth and slapped the storage bag. Suddenly, a pair of bronze bells appeared. He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood, which landed on the bronze bells.

The moment Wang Lin saw the pair of bronze bells, he recognized them at a glance as the magic weapon that transformed the man who claimed to be Situ Nan, and his eyes immediately flashed.

"Feng!" Li Yuanfeng pinched it with both hands and shouted.

The two bronze bells immediately grew larger, and the symbols on them flickered continuously, absorbing all the blood and essence of Li Yuanfeng sprayed on them. Suddenly, cracks appeared on the bronze bells, and two withered arms immediately appeared.

On these two arms, thick black mist spread out. This black mist contained a heavy cold air and spread out in all directions crazily. Li Yuanfeng looked ferocious and full of madness. These two bronze bells could be said to be his last magic weapon. Since I got it many years ago, I have been practicing it with my soul, and now I can control it freely.

"Relieve" Li Yuanfeng shouted, and he touched Wang Lin with his right hand. Suddenly, the black mist on the two withered arms immediately boiled, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two figures completely composed of black mist.

The two figures couldn't see their faces clearly. With a sudden movement, they rushed towards Wang Lin from the left to the right. Before they arrived, the cold air was already rushing towards them.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed,

He snorted coldly. Before, he was in the middle stage of becoming a god and had not merged with the original body. He was defeated by this black shadow and lost his arm. But at this moment, he was not afraid. He rushed forward with a movement of his body and waved his fists.

"Bang" "Bang"

There were two loud noises, and the two shadows formed by the black mist immediately let out a muffled sound. The black mist dispersed backwards as if blown by the strong wind, revealing two severed arms inside.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he pressed forward twice with both hands. Suddenly, two rays of spiritual power flew out and landed around the broken arm.

"Seal!" Wang Lin shouted.

The two flags flickered, forming two fogs, one black and one purple, completely wrapping the broken arm.

At the same time, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and two bells flew out. When he touched it, they immediately grew in size and fell from the sky to cover them.

All this was done in the blink of an eye. Li Yuanzhi turned pale and turned around to run away without saying a word.

How could Wang Lin let him escape? With a movement of his body, with the speed of the ancient god's physical body, he stepped in front of Li Yuanfeng. Wang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and his right hand shot out.

"boom"

Li Yuanfeng sprayed blood from his mouth, his body was like a shooting star, and he was far away.

Wang Lin stepped forward again and appeared above Li Yuanfeng. He shouted loudly and dropped his fist again. This time, Li Yuanfeng spat out blood again and his body fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, a huge pit appeared within a hundred feet around his body.

Li Yuanfeng spit out blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dim, but there was still a hint of malice emerging.

"Even if I die, I will hold you back!" Li Yuanfeng roared, his eyes were red, and a trace of crazy destruction exuded from his body.

"Self-destruction in the infant stage, Li Yuanfeng, I can tear open the cracks and walk away after your explosion.

It's just that the entire Snow Country will be buried with you. The person you found to support you is not me, but the entire Snow Country! "Wang Lin looked as usual, his eyes were calm, and he said calmly.

As he spoke, he grabbed hold of the void with his right hand, and a crack in space suddenly appeared, blowing out bursts of wind of death. However, this wind had no effect on Wang Lin.

There was a look of struggle in Li Yuanfeng's eyes. Although he was selfish, he was born in the Snow Country and was a native of the Snow Country. He had deep feelings for the Snow Country.

After a while, he gave up the self-destruction with a tragic note. Zeng Niu was right, it was unclear whether his self-destruction would hurt the other party, but there was no doubt that the Snow Country would disappear on the Suzaku Star.

He stared at Wang Lin, took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zeng Niu, I lost, but this matter has nothing to do with the Snow Country. Don't kill them all. If you agree, I am willing to let you deal with it!

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and he moved his right hand slightly away from the air, and immediately displayed the soul-stirring technique, turning into a spiritual light imprinted on the center of Li Yuanfeng's eyebrows.

Li Yuanfeng did not resist, but sighed softly, glanced at the familiar land around him with nostalgia, and closed his eyes. "Breaking!" Wang Lin said softly.

Suddenly, Li Yuanfeng's body shrank crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, his whole body was reduced to skin and bones.

A flash of purple-gold light flew out from between his eyebrows.

"Infant Transformation Soul!" Wang Lin's eyes narrowed, and he grabbed the soul from the air with his big hand, and immediately sealed it and put it into a storage bag.

Li Yuanfeng, a great hero of a generation, died!

Wang Lin was silent for a moment, looked up at the two severed arms controlled by the bells and the double flags, called them with his right hand, and put them in his hands.

Then his body moved and flew into the air.

At this moment, each of the god-transformation monks in the Snow Country had seen the previous battle with their spiritual consciousness, witnessed Li Yuanfeng's death, and felt a surge of grief and anger in their hearts.

Wang Lin was in mid-air, his consciousness sweeping across the entire Snow Country, and a divine thought came out.

"From today on, the Snow Country does not allow monks above the level of gods to exist, nor does it allow any cultivation sects to exist. Otherwise, I will come again!"

Wang Lin's Yuan Shen's artistic conception moved, and suddenly the scroll of life and death appeared again in the sky. With Wang Lin's touch, more than ten gray gases flew out of the scroll, and dispersed around in the blink of an eye, and penetrated into every person in the Snow Land Kingdom. In the body of the cultivator.

"seal up!"

With one word, all the cultivators who transformed into gods were immediately sealed by Wang Lin's artistic conception, just like when Li Yuanfeng sealed Wang Lin.

On the foreheads of these god-transforming monks, there are two marks left at this moment. These two marks, one light and one heavy, represent life and death.

Their cultivation level plummeted.

After doing this, Wang Lin slapped the storage bag, and the mosquito beast flew out, carrying him to fly far away, and gradually disappeared into the horizon.

After this battle, rumors of Zeng Niu's disappearance and reappearance immediately spread throughout the Suzaku Planet. Zeng Niu's name was firmly established as the first person in the Infant Transformation Period. Many people even believed that Zeng Niu's cultivation had already undergone Infant Transformation.

No one doubted Zeng Niu's strength. He defeated Li Yuanfeng in the infant transformation stage, sealed a country's god-transforming monks, and forced a fifth-level cultivation country to drop two levels and become a third-level cultivation country.

This kind of thing shocked everyone who knew it and turned pale.

At this moment, in an alley in a small town in a certain third-level cultivation country, an old man was sitting. In front of him, there was a small basin with some scattered coins in it. The old man was slovenly and had unkempt hair. Scattered noodles.

Standing respectfully next to him was a man with a broad face and strange appearance. If Wang Lin were here, he would definitely recognize this acquaintance at a glance.

"This Zeng Niu is so generous. He can actually kill a monk in the infant transformation stage. It's not easy. I really had a keen eye back then, haha. The old man touched his chin, looked up at the man next to him, and said: "Zeng Niu helped you make Xueyu Country a third-level cultivation country. You also help him and go meet that Liu Mei. You bring my straw hat with you. This way, even if you lose, you can escape from this junior Qian Huan. Wu Qingdao, to what extent it has reached! "

The man with a broad face and big ears greeted him respectfully. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Snow Country, with a hint of memory and melancholy in his eyes.

After the man left, the old man stood up, picked up the copper coins in the plate one by one, put them into his arms, and said to himself: "There are still twelve years left, Zhuquezi. I bet with you back then, and the loser will punish himself." Thousand years, twelve years left, I will end my self-punishment."

He took a deep breath, moved his body, and disappeared.

"It's really a headache. The four people I selected are the most troublesome Zi Xin. Why bother with that Zeng Niu? She was thrown into the crack in space, and I still have to kidnap her. If it weren't for this girl, she would be a prostitute in the future. I will not save the junior’s Taoist heart if it is cracked.

Qianfeng... Qianfeng... Alas, this boy is the most talented person I have ever seen in my life. Compared with Hongdie, he is even worse! "

The battle between Zeng Niu and Li Yuanfeng spread throughout the Suzaku Planet, and it could cause a fifth-level cultivation country to fall to the third level. This huge thing was something that almost all the cultivators knew about.

At this moment, on Zhuque Mountain in the Suzaku Kingdom, in the forbidden area behind the mountain, Qianfeng crushed the sound transmission jade slip in his hand. His eyes flashed, and after a while, he muttered to himself: "Zeng Niu...killing Li Yuanfeng doesn't count. What, he is just a waste who was forcibly promoted. If you can kill the ancestor of the troll clan, then you are qualified to become my opponent..."

Behind him, Hongdie stood quietly, his eyes blank.

Qianfeng looked back at Hongdie, smiled evilly, and said, "Jueqing, do you want to fight Zeng Niu again? This was your biggest wish before the death of your soul."