Chapter 108: An Old Friend
Wang Lin walked out of the cave and looked around with cold eyes, only to see hundreds of people divided into five, surrounding a youth in the center, at this time among the surrounded people, a middle-aged man stepped out, cupped his fists and said, “Senior brother Li Shan, that qualification token you Xuan Dao Sect only needs one will be enough, what do you want so much for? Why don’t you call it out and we naturally won’t make things difficult for you.”
Among the crowd of disciples from Fengless Valley, a young man snorted coldly and said in a sinister voice, “Li Shan, hand over the token, or you’re dead.”
The person who was surrounded by them was Li Shan, who had crossed paths with Wang Lin in the Hengyue Sect that day, he came on behalf of the Xuan Dao Sect this time, and he was the only one in the team who was in the Qi Condensation Stage, the good thing was that the Decisive Valley only had a requirement for the upper limit of the cultivation, and even if they were in the Qi Condensation Stage, they could still enter, except that the vast majority of the sects would never arrange for a disciple in the Qi Condensation Stage to come to this place.
The reason why Li Shan was able to follow him here was because in addition to making some fake magic treasures and pills, he also had a handful of stealing skills that could be described as brilliant.
With this skill in his body, Park Nanzi made an exception to let him enter, and at the same time gave him a magic treasure that could not be detected by the other party, except that this magic treasure would slowly lose its effect if it was used more often.
This Li Shan also did have a few skills, under the cover of his fellow disciples, many times he took advantage of the battle, he touched a lot of things, including the qualification tokens, he got three of them.
Together with the Xuan Dao Sect’s token, in their hands, they already held four pieces.
The sects that had lost their tokens would naturally go crazy and attack others in the hope of snatching back a token, thus giving rise to the countless and frequent battles that had taken place before.
However, it is also this Li Shan is too greedy, he from entering the decisive valley, as long as he saw people can not help but use that treasure to cover the traces, steal things, after more times, that magic treasure effect slowly reduced, finally in his steal the fifth token, the magic treasure completely lost its effect, he was found out, good in the Xuan Dao Sect in time to save him out, which left his name, but this thing is then proclaimed, all those who lost their tokens, immediately all understood the cause of the matter, so one by one, they also stopped fighting, all of them killed towards the gathering place of Xuan Dao Sect in Decisive Ming Valley.
After the Xuan Dao Sect’s disciples were trapped there, Li Shan saw that things were not good, and quietly escaped from the tunnels dug long ago, not wanting to just walk out of the tunnels, they were discovered, and immediately fled in a panic.
Did not run a few steps, Li Shan looked back, scared almost paralyzed there, behind him there are actually more than a hundred people driving a sword light chasing, and one is obviously the Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation.
So there was the scene of the party.
Li Shan plopped down on his knees, and without saying anything very dryly rummaged out three tokens from his storage bag and placed them on the ground.
The three sects that had lost their tokens immediately rushed out several people each and were about to go up and pick them, but how could the other sects let them succeed, so they stopped them.
Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, staring at the three tokens on the ground, his body moved, rushed over at a very fast speed, the other side immediately rushed out to block, but before the other side of the treasure attack, Wang Lin waved his right hand, gravitational force art immediately grabbed the other side, threw back.
Just like that, between a few rises and falls, Wang Lin was already close.
Right at this moment, the several parties at war all discovered Wang Lin, and many of them who had seen Wang Lin in the Decisive Valley were immediately shocked, and their hearts secretly screamed in agony, and their footsteps stopped, no longer moving forward.
But there are still some cultivators, Wang Lin is only heard of, do not see its appearance, so did not hesitate to rush up, Wang Lin eyes flashed, the green small sword suddenly appeared, slightly lingering for a moment, then suddenly in his surroundings flashing up, every time the flicker, there will always be a cultivator into an ice sculpture, died violently on the spot.
Wang Lin secretly sighed, he felt a few days ago flying sword some problems, since the spiritual power mutation, flying sword control is not like the past so comfortable, good in this feeling is not too heavy, Wang Lin increased the control, it can be ignored.
Under the spiritual power of the extreme realm, no Foundation Establishment cultivator could stop Wang Lin, even those who were holding magic treasures gifted by their elders, their magic treasures, under the extreme realm’s spiritual power, turned into a pile of ice.
One should know that for an extreme realm cultivator, the best magic treasure in his entire body is spiritual power.
Five steps, Wang Lin took five more steps, these five steps, each step, several people to die under the flying sword, gradually, the surrounding people are less and less, most of them are flying to withdraw from the outer periphery, far away from here, do not dare to go forward.
Easily, Wang Lin stood in front of Li Shan, Li Shan scared even dare not raise his head, Wang Lin right hand grabbed, three tokens flew up, landed in his hands, he slightly pondered, three tokens all income storage bag, after the gaze swept, coldly said: “All the tokens, are handed over, or else, death.”
Li Shan lying on the ground, listening to the voice feels a little familiar, so pretend to have the courage to look up, suddenly his head buzzed, lost his voice: “You …… Wang Lin!!!”
Wang Lin’s gaze swept Li Shan and scared him so much that he shivered and hastily withdrew his voice, but inwardly, he set off waves of shock.
He was dumbfounded to realize that the gap between himself and Wang Lin was simply the difference between heaven and earth, it had only been a few years, and the other party actually had such a cultivation level, easily to the point of consecutively killing Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, and in Li Shan’s eyes, this Wang Lin’s progress was just too amazing.
After hearing Wang Lin’s words, the crowd couldn’t help but think of the casualness with which Wang Lin had just beheaded a Foundation Establishment cultivator, as well as the rumors about him within the Decisive Valley, their hearts all chilled, and after a long time, one of the white-clothed youths sighed, looked deeply at Wang Lin, and said, “Fellow Daoist, can you tell me what your cultivation level is?”
Wang Lin said indifferently, “Foundation Establishment.”