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"Head, I want to go home."

After Wang Yue left, Wang Lin directly found the real Huanglong and asked to return home.

"A trip home?"

Real Huanglong is also an old man, and he naturally understood Wang Lin's thoughts, "Are you worried that someone from the Taoist School will deal with your family? Do you want me to send some more people?"

"no need!"

Wang Lin raised the big seal in his hand, "With this Yuan Ying magic weapon, it is equivalent to the strength of a real Yuan Ying's strike after being stimulated. Generally, the younger generation is enough to deal with it."

"Also."

Head Huanglong nodded, "Then you go. Let me know if you have anything, Heng Yuezong is your backing."

Seeing Wang Yue's strength, the head of Huanglong naturally knew that he was going to win over Wang Lin.

"Thank you, the head."

After Wang Lin left, he drove his escape light and whizzed to Wangjia Village.

Half a month passed.

Wang Lin stayed at home for half a month, and the news of the death of Daoxuan School Pu Nan Zhenren has spread.But... he didn't hear about Wang Yue.

It seems that Wang Yue disappeared.

The death of Pu Nan, the Daoxuan faction panicked.Immediately, several major sects attacked the Dao Xuan Sect and jointly divided the Dao Xuan Sect's family business.

What regrets Huanglong's head is that Heng Yuezong is not eligible to participate in this carve-up.

Although he deliberately preached that Pu Nan Zhenren died in the hands of the Hengyue Zong Hanbing Patriarch, it had little effect.

When those sects knew that the so-called Master Frost was actually a disciple of the four-year Qi training period, all the sects of the Zhao Kingdom had some doubts about the so-called Master Frost.

Fortunately, there was some scrupulousness. For the time being, no one had hit Heng Yuezong with his idea, which made the pressure-heavy head Huang Long a little relieved.

The Taoist School disappeared, and Wangjiacun was no longer in danger.Wang Lin embarked on his own journey.

"Boy, with your qualifications, if you want to build a foundation, you can only use the old man's method of capturing the foundation. Otherwise, you have to build the foundation, and you don't know when and what month."

Hearing Situ Nan's words and seeing Wang Yue's strength, Wang Lin made up his mind, left the house, and embarked on the road of fighting the weak and the strong!

Some changes have taken place in this world, but...the wheel of destiny has not gone off track.

When Wang Lin left his hometown and stepped into a city called "Tengcheng", his troubles came.

The young master of the Fuji family, Teng Li, a monk in the late stage of foundation building, discovered the fact that Wang Lin was carrying a treasure through the treasure hunter.

As a result, an inevitable battle broke out.

"call out!"

The howling light passed by the sky, Wang Lin's face was cold, and his eyes revealed a cold killing intent, "Sure enough, the world of cultivation is weak and powerful, and there is no reason to kill and win treasure."

"Haha, do you only know now?"

Situ Nan laughed loudly in Wang Lin's mind, "Boy, the cultivation base of this man in the later stage of foundation building is just used to perform the method of capturing the foundation and promote you to the foundation building in one fell swoop."

"I know!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, "I deliberately brought him out. Otherwise, I have the Yuan Ying magic weapon in my hand, and I can kill him with a single blow."

"Boy, you can't escape!"

Behind Wang Lin, a young man with a gloomy expression looked at Wang Lin with a grim look, "The cultivation base during the qi training period, even if you have a treasure in your hand, you can't turn the sky!"

After chasing and fleeing, the two rushed into the wild forest.

This is a land of ancient ruins in the territory of Zhao State. The dense virgin forest stretches for thousands of miles, which is a good place to kill people and win treasures.

"Boy, don't you run away?"

Seeing Wang Lin stopped in the forest, Teng Li smiled grimly, "Even if you have a golden core magic weapon-class flying sword, you can't escape the palm of my hand. You accept your fate!"

"Humph!"

Wang Lin sneered, stretched out his hand and patted his storage bag, a quaint big seal rose into the sky, the vast and majestic breath shaking the world.

"Yuan Ying magic weapon?"

Tori's face was full of horror, and a panic appeared in his eyes, "This fellow Taoist, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, my grandfather is also Yuan Ying..."

"It's too late!"

Wang Lin stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the big seal fell, banging it down at Teng Li like Mount Tai.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of amulet urns on Fuji Tori's body burst into pieces, and the big seal was hit on Fuji Tori's forehead.

Tori rolled his eyes and fell to the ground without making a sound.

"Well done!"

Situ Nan laughed loudly, "Boy, hurry up and find a place, use the method of seizing the foundation to seize his foundation, you can be promoted to build the foundation, and you can practice the old man's Huangquan ascension method."

"Huang Quan Sheng Qiao Method?"

Wang Lin nodded, dragged Teng Li's body, found a cave, and began to use the method of seizing the foundation.

At this time, Wang Lin didn't know that he caused a huge trouble.

When Wang Lin killed Teng Li, the ancestor of the Teng Family, a monk in the middle stage of Yuan Ying, suddenly found that the protective curse he had cast on Teng Li was broken.

"Li Er..."

The ancestor of the Fuji family waved out a piece of jade talisman and found that the jade talisman was full of cracks. He suddenly roared, "The soul card has been broken, and Li'er has been unpredictable. Who is it? Who dares to kill my grandson of Fujikahara? "

"The people of my Fuji family are not so easy to kill!"

Fujikahara was full of savage faces, waved his hand and slapped his chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his hands were printed, his fingers flew.

"Take my blood as a guide, and my blood as a source!"

Roads of red, bloody aura snaked up, condensing rows of mysterious talisman in mid-air.

"Take my longevity as a commodity, and my hatred as a reason."

The wind howled, lightning and thunder.A series of weird blood-colored lightnings connected in midair to form a huge magic circle.

"Take my Yuan Ying as an oath, and my Great Dao as an appointment."

In the big formation of blood-colored lightning, a strange and terrifying ghost face appeared in the big blood-colored formation.

"Those who kill my Teng family will be cursed by me. The ghosts and gods are a lesson, immortality! The vow of revenge of the Nine Underworld, the curse!"

"Click!"

A thunder blasted and an inexplicable breath rose into the sky, sweeping across the territory of Zhao Kingdom.

In the wild forest.

Wang Lin has just refined Teng Li using the method of taking the foundation, and transformed into six light groups: blood, flesh, root, bone, soul, and spirit.

When he was about to swallow it, Wang Lin's heart suddenly palpitated, and a bloody mark appeared on his forehead.

"Damn it! You are cursed!"

Situ Nan's face changed, "This curse has no offensive power and is a positioning mark. This is an oath of revenge. Someone will never die with you."

"The reason for killing Fujiri?"

Without the slightest movement on Wang Lin's face, he stretched out his hand and swallowed the six light groups one by one into his mouth, "Since it has been killed, in any case, let's finish the method of capturing the foundation first."

"So courageous!"

Situ Nan gave a compliment and laughed: "Don't worry. Although the old man doesn't have the strength of the past, it's okay to hide this curse for you."

"Thank you!"

Wang Lin thanked him, sinking his heart and running the method of capturing the foundation, refining six light groups, hoping to promote and build the foundation.

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