Chapter 297: Fetal Death

Wang Lin’s gaze flashed, and his body suddenly disappeared into the black mist of the forbidden streamer. Just in the eyes of others, it is very difficult to find clues, after all, that green-shirted cultivator’s divine sense, is only the early stage of the God of Transformation, while Wang Lin’s divine sense, has been equivalent to the late stage of the God of Transformation.

Although the two people have the same cultivation, but the divine sense, but the difference is too much. This was also the reason why Wang Lin immediately noticed this person as soon as he appeared, while this person didn’t notice Wang Lin until he had flown some distance away.

He stepped into the formation with one foot and glanced back at the black mist that was speeding in the distance, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even colder.

However, at that moment, suddenly above that formation, Wang Lin’s figure suddenly appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he immediately threw out a bell.

That green-shirt cultivator face immediately pale, how he did not expect, the other actually so quickly chased up, under this rash, the bell has already seen the wind, transformed into a huge copper bell of several feet in size, ruthlessly cover down, the green-shirt cultivator buckle.

At this time, Wang Lin’s right hand called, the forbidden streamer immediately fell into his hand, he shook, along with the bell, together with the cage, disappeared in place, when he appeared, he had already landed on the ground.

“You can’t run away!” Wang Lin’s voice was flat, as if he was speaking to himself.

He sat on the ground with his knees crossed and his hands pinched and struck out a spell that landed on top of the bell.

The bell immediately vibrated, and a burst of clanging sounds came out from within it, which did not leak too much, but was mainly focused on the interior, but in the sound of this clanging sound, a scream also came out from time to time.

Not long, the bell vibration more and more intense, in addition to the sound of clangs, there are also some impact sound, apparently the green-shirt cultivator is not willing to be refined, to the sword of the might, in which want to destroy this treasure.

Wang Lin knew that the sword was sharp. It was still unknown if this bell could resist. He lightly grunted. The spells in his hands became faster. As the spells continued to fall on the bell. The sound of the bell within it also grew louder and louder. The frequency was getting higher and higher. As for the sound of the counterattack. It was getting weaker and weaker.

This bell, was a magic treasure of an ancient cultivator. Its main function was to trap people. Subsequently with some hand seals recorded on the bell. For refining, even the Yuan Shen, can be completely refined. Of course. The prerequisite is that the person holding the treasure. Should be slightly higher in cultivation than the person being refined. Otherwise. Otherwise, it will be easy to be revolted.

Spirit Transformation Cultivator, after forming the Yuan Shen, unless it is surrounded by several people. Otherwise. Under a single fight. Even if they won, it would be difficult to completely kill the other party, however. If a late stage of God Transformation attacked. Then it would not matter.

Of course, if one is weak to the extreme. That is naturally another matter, just like when Hunchback Meng was weak to the extreme and was framed by Wang Lin. He died under the golden hand bone of the Hurricane King.

As Wang Lin’s hand seals. One by one, they landed on the bells. The screams within it. It slowly weakened. It eventually disappeared completely. Wang Lin didn’t pause, but continued to refine a little more. Only then did he put away his hand technique.

He called out with his right hand. The bell quickly shrunk and was taken in his hand and put inside the storage bag. Wang Lin didn’t rush to open the bell to look inside. In his mind, he thought. Even if that green-shirted cultivator really died, he would definitely have a predeath counterattack.

The backlash before the death of the God of Transformation cultivator is extremely scary, with Wang Lin’s caution, how can he easily take risks, so he did not look at it, but put it in the storage bag, with the bell itself has the ability to refine, continue to refine him for ten days and a half a month or even longer, so that the person’s backlash before death, die in the womb!

Wang Lin’s move can be described as extreme!

He stood up, the thunder frog has long been put away by him, turned into a copper ring on the wrist, he pondered a little, was about to put where this Immortal Realm fragments carefully looking for some, but just at this time, Wang Lin’s face changed, immediately put the forbidden streamer to spread out the protection, himself sitting on the ground, a pat storage bag, took out a few pills and swallowed them into his mouth.

The spiritual energy in his body, at an extremely fast speed, was crazily sucked away by the copper circle, and after a long time, it finally stopped, and Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes and took a few more pills, which finished replenishing the spiritual energy in his body.

“In the beginning, it was every six days, and in these days, it’s every four days… Although this thunder frog is good, raising it is really too consuming of spiritual energy. In the future, we have to pay attention and channel spiritual energy in advance, otherwise, once this happens in the middle of a fight, it will be dangerous.” Wang Lin muttered.

He stood up and flew towards the palace complex, and within that palace complex, after carefully searching again and finding nothing, Wang Lin looked away into the distance.

This fragment of the immortal realm he was in was not too big and definitely not too small, almost equivalent to the country of Zhao. With a sweep of divine sense, basically all of it could be covered, except that this Immortal Realm Qi was not something that could be detected by divine sense, and unless it was extremely close, it would not be of any use.

Walking within this Immortal Realm fragment, Wang Lin used a month’s time to finally check it out, this place, other than the palace complex at the beginning, there were no other buildings.

Pits could be seen everywhere on the ground, vaguely showing the struggles of the immortals under that great catastrophe back then.

On this day, Wang Lin came to this Immortal Realm fragment, in addition to the Zi Mu Peak, another peak, this peak is very high, but the shape is a little strange, it looks, accurately, as if it is a big lock!

This peak is still preserved intact, but the many trees on it, at this time has completely dried up and died, Wang Lin reached out and touched on it, the trunk will immediately appear cracks.

Looking at the numerous tree trunks on this mountain peak, Wang Lin smiled bitterly, if these trees did not wither, how good it would be, these trees, each one, is equivalent to a thousand years of wood, and even some, has been more than ten thousand years.

With these wood made into wood carvings, Wang Lin confident, wood carvings on top of the power, can be enhanced several times, but unfortunately ……

Wang Lin is quite unwilling, he looked everywhere, eventually, the entire peak of the trees all viewed some, he sighed helplessly.

At the top of this mountain peak, Wang Lin found a cave, this cave door is broken, inside the dust, this place is not hidden, Wang Lin does not expect to be able to find a cave here that no one has come before.

The cave is not big, only stone room seven or eight, Wang Lin in the inside view, empty, must not know how many years ago, someone came here to ransack.

Before entering this cave, Wang Lin has been mentally prepared, so although there is nothing, but did not affect the mood, he came here for the purpose of looking at this cave, whether there are still some remnants of the prohibition exists.

He wanted to see, the Immortal’s forbidden system, in the end, what kind of appearance, if he can refer to some, for the forbidden streamer nine hundred and ninety-nine groups of the medium-successful realm, has a great help.

In his careful examination, he found that almost all of the prohibitions had dissipated in the heavens and earth, but not absolutely, outside of a stone room, Wang Lin was quite pleased to find that there was a trace of prohibition remaining.

This prohibition must not be much stronger, just play the role of blocking the steps to seal the door, at this time, although it has been broken, but in the edge position of the stone wall, there is a trace of breath left, Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, research.

Immortal’s prohibition, and Wang Lin mastered the ancient prohibition is somewhat similar, but its internal structure, is somewhat different, in fact, the prohibition is the formation, only than the formation, more flexible.

Three days later, Wang Lin left this cave, that hint of a prohibition, has been memorized in his heart.

Down the mountain peak, Wang Lin was about to leave, suddenly he moved, all the trees above the mountain peak, in his previous one by one view, has been turned into flying ash dissipation.

But now, all of these flying ashes were actually floating in midair, as if there was a magical force directing them, slowly moving.

Wang Lin did not move, his body slowly flew in the air, and in mid-air, he looked down and immediately his eyes froze.

In his position, looking down, he only saw those flying ashes, actually forming two words!

“Save me,” Wang Lin frowned.

Those flying ashes, at this time slowly dissipated, Wang Lin immediately realized that from a high place to see this peak, its appearance is more like a lock, and that cave, is the core of the lock.

Wang Lin pondered for a little while, did not continue to explore, this place is quite bizarre, he is not willing to explore exactly.

Most importantly, Wang Lin believes that he is by no means the first person to see the abnormality of this peak, so why is this peak still there for countless years, thinking of this, Wang Lin is even more unwilling to go to explore, his body slowly backed up, far away from this place.

Even if this place, locked up an immortal, Wang Lin wouldn’t be greedy under the uncertainty of life and death.

These days, Wang Lin had already searched this fragment of the immortal realm that he was in and didn’t find any more immortal realm qi, so Wang Lin planned to, leave this place and go to other fragments to check.

Before leaving, Wang Lin stored the beast repelling circle into his spiritual energy in advance, then, coming to the place where the green-shirted cultivator teleported from in midair, he was silent for a little while and took out the bell.

According to Wang Lin’s previous understanding, the method of leaving the Immortal Realm fragments was to keep ascending into the sky until after breaking through the sky barrier, he would reappear at the vortex within the initial Immortal Realm gate, enter again, and randomly land on a certain fragment.

However, the method in which this green-shirted cultivator appeared at this place was extremely strange, actually appearing as a teleportation array, which couldn’t help but make Wang Lin have a bold guess.

Some ancient sects, because they had entered the gate of the immortal realm many times, had built some teleportation arrays in here that could make their disciples able to teleport between the fragments of the immortal realm that their sect had explored.

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, the bell in his hand was thrown forward, on which he played a few more hand knots, and once again refined, two days later, Wang Lin calculated the time, this God-realizing cultivator, I’m afraid that even if there is a deathbed counterattack, it should also be refined almost.

Thinking of this, he flipped his right hand, the bell, immediately became larger, then bang, the bottom scattered seven-colored gas, slowly opened.

Only see inside, only a storage bag and a sword, but in the moment of opening, the sword buzzed, a sword only arm thick and thin gas, boom shot.

Wang Lin laughed coldly, under a point, the sword gas dissipated, within which came out a cry of unwillingness, a force of the spirit, dissipated.

But this green shirt cultivator before death, the spirit hidden in the sword, ready to die counterattack, but with the passage of time, slowly refining under, his spirit, gradually can not withstand, the death of the counterattack, by Wang Lin invisible, easy fetal death!