Chapter 223 What a loud tone
In the past, no matter how much I shouted, the stone door would not open.
Or Nangong Wan would not come out to meet him until the great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect arrived.
But today, I only shouted a few times before the door opened.
This naturally made Wei Lichen ecstatic.
And just when his face was full of joy.
The two figures walking out of the cave instantly made Wei Lichen's pupils tremble.
His face instantly turned pale, and his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly.
Nangong Wan, who usually didn't even look at him, was currently nestled in the arms of the man in white.
Her eyebrows were filled with joy, and her eyes were staring at the man tenderly.
The scene in front of him made Wei Lichen shocked and his eyes were full of anger.
"Looking at you, you must be Wei Lichen."
Wang Lin glanced at the man in green, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes, and spoke calmly.
Wei Lichen did not act rashly, but scanned it with his consciousness.
But he was surprised to find that his spiritual consciousness was actually unable to detect the cultivation level of the person in front of him.
"This person looks so strange. Could it be that he is a new Yuanying monk?"
Looking at Wang Lin's face, Wei Lichen thought silently in his heart.
But then I thought about it, my uncle was a great Yuanying monk, and I was also a Yuanying monk.
Why should you be afraid of this person?
"What is your relationship with Fairy Nangong?"
Wei Lichen's eyes moved slightly and he asked.
Wang Lin glanced at Wei Lichen, his eyes were indifferent, and he chuckled: "Isn't it obvious that Wan'er and I are the same?"
As he spoke, Wang Lin put his arms around Nangong Wan's slender waist.
Such an intimate move made the already angry Wei Lichen's eyes filled with anger.
"For your sake, Wei Wuya, I can spare your life."
Wang Lin glanced at Wei Wuya and said calmly: "Get out of here now."
"So arrogant!"
Hearing Wang Lin's words, Wei Lichen's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Wang Lin with his eyes.
There was a lot of movement here, and it immediately attracted the attention of the other two Yuanying monks from the Hidden Moon Sect.
It immediately turned into two arcs of light and flew towards this place.
One of these two Nascent Soul cultivators was Fairy Nishang, whom Wang Lin had met once before.
As for the other one, he is the great elder who is responsible for the affairs of the Hidden Moon Sect.
Fairy Nishang, after a hundred years, has been quite successful.
Now he has entered the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation.
As for the great elder, his cultivation is more advanced, reaching the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
The great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect looked at Wang Lin with cold eyes, and said: "Who are you, and why do you want to embarrass me, a distinguished guest of the Hidden Moon Sect."
After seeing Wang Lin's face clearly, the colorful fairy in a red dress had a flash of surprise in her eyes.
"This person is so familiar."
Fairy Nishang's red lips were slightly open, her beautiful eyes were moving, but she was thinking about where she had seen this person before.
At Fairy Nishang's level of cultivation, she naturally has a photographic memory.
After thinking carefully for a moment, he remembered where he had seen this person before.
Isn't this the foundation-building monk from Yellow Maple Valley who participated in the Bloody Forbidden Land that day?
Wang Lin looked handsome, and he picked a lot of spiritual herbs that day.
Let Fairy Nishang's memory remain fresh.
Now when he looked at Wang Lin, he realized that Wang Lin's cultivation level was no longer something he could detect clearly.
"Monk Nascent Soul."
Fairy Nishang pursed her lips and looked at Wang Lin with complicated eyes.
"The great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect actually betrayed the disciples of the sect in order to gain wealth."
Wang Lin stared at the great elder indifferently and said coldly: "But Wang has no control over how your Yanyue Sect acts."
Wang Lin paused for a moment and continued: "But Wan'er is my Taoist companion, and no one can let her be wronged."
"If you wrong my fellow Taoist, I will destroy your whole family."
The murderous intent in Wang Lin's eyes was unconcealed, and the powerful aura of the mid-stage Nascent Soul was fully revealed.
Feeling the powerful aura exuding from Wang Lin's body, the faces of the three Nascent Soul cultivators opposite him changed slightly.
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul!"
"What, he is actually a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"
……
The three of them said in unison, their faces slightly pale.
Everyone could see their shock at Wang Lin's cultivation.
Nangong Wan on the side, listening to Wang Lin's domineering words, her eyes were full of tenderness.
Although he knew that Wang Lin was sincerely affectionate towards him.
But now I know that Wang Lin has such deep feelings for me.
The Great Elder's eyes moved slightly, staring at Wang Lin, and he couldn't help but said: "Your cultivation is indeed extraordinary, but if you say that you slaughtered all the members of the Hidden Moon Sect, is it too loud?"
Listening to the great elder's words, Wei Lichen couldn't help but calm down.
It is true that this person is a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, but the great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect is also a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying.
Not to mention that there are two early Yuanying monks, himself and Nishang.
My great-uncle is a great monk of Nascent Soul.
He didn't believe that this person dared to do something to him.
"Really?"
Wang Lin chuckled, stared at this person with cold eyes, and chuckled.
At this moment, the three of them were surprised to find that Wang Lin's eyes were emitting a light blue light.
When the light surges.
Several black figures appeared in front of him out of thin air.
The first one to reveal his figure was Oni Yaksha, who was emitting light yellow light all over his body. The earthy yellow light emitting from his whole body made him look quite extraordinary.
The aura emitted has already reached the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"Nascent Soul stage ghost!"
The expressions of Wei Lichen and the others changed slightly. They never expected that Wang Lin would actually have a ghost with such a high level of cultivation.
Without waiting for a few people to react, another wisp of blue cold mist surged.
A charming ghost with the head of a human and the body of a snake appeared next to Wang Lin.
The ghost opened its mouth, spit out the blue snake letter, and stared at Wei Lichen and the others with a pair of vertical pupils.
With cold eyes, the murderous intention is almost condensed into substance.
The great elder's expression changed slightly, and he muttered silently in his heart: "There are actually two Nascent Soul stage ghosts."
"This person not only cultivated to the middle stage of Yuanying in a short period of time, he even mastered two ghosts in the early stage of Yuanying."
Just when everyone was shocked, two streams of light appeared in front of Wang Lin again.
The mysterious bones shrouded in black and green Shura sacred fire and the Zhimu Spirit Infant whose body is turquoise green.
"Gulu!"
Wei Lichen swallowed, his eyes filled with shock.
He couldn't figure out why the person in front of him had so many ghosts in the embryonic stage.
The Great Elder of the Hidden Moon Sect looked gloomy and looked at Wang Lin coldly: "You really want to be my enemy of the Hidden Moon Sect."
After seeing Wang Lin control four Nascent Soul ghosts, the Great Elder now believed that Wang Lin had the strength to become the enemy of the entire Hidden Moon Sect.
"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome."
Wang Lin waved his hand lightly and chuckled: "In my opinion, you are the biggest cancer of the Hidden Moon Sect. I just need to get rid of you."
As he spoke, Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, looking at the four ghosts in front of him, and said: "Xuan Gu, Snake, you deal with that woman."
"Yes!"
Xuan Gu, Snake and Snake ghosts nodded, turned into two streams of light, flashed through the air, and flew towards the great elder. Wang Lin turned his eyes and looked at Gui Yaksha, saying: "Gui Yaksha, just hang on to Fairy Nishang, don't hurt her."
Fairy Nishang has a good relationship with Nangong Wan.
During this time, Fairy Nishang has been helping Nangong Wan.
Wang Lin naturally cannot harm Fairy Nishang.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Lin looked at Wei Lichen and said coldly: "Zhimu Lingying, swallow Wei Lichen's Nascent Soul to me."
"Yes, Master!"
Wei Lichen nodded, and then turned into a light green stream of light, turned into a green shadow in the air, and rushed towards Wei Lichen.
"Wang Lin."
Nangong Wan's eyes were complicated, and she held Wang Lin's sleeve, moved her lips slightly, and said through the voice: "The Great Elder cannot be killed. After all, she is thinking about the Hidden Moon Sect, so spare her life."
Wang Lin smiled slightly, waved his hand gently, and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will save her life, but I will also leave a restriction on her."
Hearing what Wang Lin said, Nangong Wan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
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After all, the Hidden Moon Sect was kind to him. If Wang Lin killed his senior sister, the impact on the Hidden Moon Sect could be imagined.
The great elder looked at Xuan Gu and Snake Gong who were approaching quickly, his face turned cold and his figure swayed.
There was a flash of yellow light, and the whole person disappeared instantly.
And when his figure reappeared, he was already dozens of feet away.
The Great Elder was suspended in mid-air, looking at Xuan Gu and Snake Ginger with an indifferent expression, and shook out his long sleeves.
One after another, two flying swords flew out from the sleeves of the robe.
After a subsequent circle, the size quickly increased and turned into two giant swords that were about ten feet long.
The white flying sword is as white as snow and exudes a chilling chill.
The black flying sword was extremely hot, with traces of black smoke lingering. It turned out to be a rare pair of yin and yang ice and fire swords.
Among them, the white flying sword pierced the mysterious bones with brown and black Shura Holy Fire.
The black blazing flying sword slashed towards the snake.
I have to say that this person is indeed a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.
In just a few moments, the response was extremely quick.
"Poof!"
The snake's red lips opened slightly, and a ball of biting cold mist spat out from its mouth in an instant.
The cold mist surged, covering the sky and pouring out.
A group of ice crystals several feet thick condensed directly in front of him.
"Crack!"
With a crisp click sound, the ice crystal shattered.
The flying sword instantly submerged into the ice crystal and fell into it.
The snake spit out the scarlet snake seeds and patted them with both hands.
The biting cold mist surged out again, once again causing a thick layer of ice crystals to condense.
Seal the flying sword deep in the ice crystal.
Compared to Snake Gong who used his natal frost to freeze the flying sword, Xuan Gu chose to fight head-on.
"Whoops!"
Xuan Gu's mouth opened slightly, and a stream of golden light rushed out from his mouth.
The golden evil-dispelling thunder was wrapped around the arrow branches.
It seems very magical.
"Boom!"
The arrow branches collided heavily with the cold flying sword.
At this moment, Xuan Gu waved his hand, and the overwhelming Shura Holy Fire surged towards the Great Elder.
Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the great elder was slightly startled, and then pointed towards the black and white shoulders in the distance with one hand.
Black and white light flashed, and then the flying sword gently rotated in a circle out of thin air. A wave of cold air and heat instantly exploded, forming a strange double-layered black and white light shield.
White on the outside, black on the inside, echoing the heat and cold.
As soon as Shura's holy fire touched the light shield, it made a harsh burning sound.
When the two came into contact, the roar continued.
"What kind of flame is this!"
Seeing that his own light shield couldn't stop him at all, he was easily burned to death by the flames.
Seeing the Shura Holy Fire burning continuously, it seemed as if it was going to be burned up.
"Pfft"
At this moment, there were bursts of soft sounds.
A five-color beam of light as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot out from the sea of fire.
All the rays of light wherever it passed were swept away by this beam of light, as powerful as a broken bamboo.
A crisp sound of "呛啷啷啷" cut through the silence, and the flames that had been burning suddenly came to a standstill.
It kept spinning in the light pillar, but was imprisoned and unable to break free.
"Light-condensing mirror".
Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Wang Lin is no stranger to this magic weapon.
In the Blood Trial, Duobao Nu's magic weapon was imitated from this treasure.
Its power is naturally less than one ten thousandth of this mirror.
But even so, the "Qing Ning Mirror" is famous among low-level monks, enough to be called a top-level magic weapon.
From this, it is not difficult to see that the power of the "Condensing Mirror" is extraordinary.
At this moment, with the impact of the light pillar, the surrounding cyan-red forbidden glow and flames became fragmented and could no longer form an effective restraint.
She was seen under the black and white light curtain, with one hand forming a seal and the other hand holding a treasure mirror, her posture was calm and composed.
I have to say, although this woman still has some strength.
He was still able to do so with ease when facing the combined power of Xuan Gu and Snake Tiger.
But then I thought about it, it was normal.
After all, this woman's cultivation level is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Without special means, it is still too difficult to win by leaping through the ranks.
This mirror is not big, similar to the Qing Ning Mirror, but its whole body is black and shiny, and the center of the mirror is dark, giving off a deep and gloomy feeling.
But at the same time, a hazy five-color light beam shot out from the mirror. This strong contrast made people feel a little weird.
"This treasure is good!"
Wang Lin glanced at the precious mirror in front of the elder, turned to look at Nangong Wan, and chuckled: "I wonder if Wan'er likes this magic weapon?"
"If you have the ability to take it down, you'd better keep it yourself."
Nangong Wan's beautiful eyes moved, she couldn't help but glance at Wang Lin, and said softly.
"Although the magic weapon is good, it is of little use to me."
Wang Lin smiled and shook his head.
This sentence is not a lie. This magic weapon can only threaten the middle-level monks of Nascent Soul.
Facing the Yuanying Great Monk, the effect is lackluster.
And with his own body, he is enough to crush the mid-stage Nascent Soul monks.
Naturally, he despises this magic weapon.
But it would be nice to leave it to Nangong Wan as a gift that has not been seen in a hundred years.
"Hand over the precious mirror!"
Wang Lin's body swayed and turned into a silver shadow, appearing in mid-air. He said lightly: "Relax your mind and let me leave the restriction."
"Hmph! That's not a small tone."
The great elder snorted coldly, with a flash of murderous anger on his face. At the same time, he opened his mouth again and spit out a small blood-colored sword.
This sword is only a few inches in size, but its entire body is blood red and crystal clear, emitting a dazzling blood light.
And within the body of this sword, there is still a faint trace of black energy that cannot move around in it, which is even more weird.
As soon as the small sword appeared, it began to tremble and buzz without waiting for the woman to move it, and a bloody aura suddenly filled the whole body.
(End of chapter)