Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

"Humph!"

The old man surnamed Yun snorted coldly, stared at Wang Lin, and angrily said, "Wishful thinking."

Although Wang Lin showed extraordinary strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to offer up all his treasures.

A light red flame emanated from Wang Lin's body, and a powerful aura continued to surge out of his body.

"In that case, then die."

As Wang Lin finished speaking, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard again.

"call out!"

When Wang Lin's body and mind reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Wang Tiangu.

Wang Lin, who had just been talking with the old man surnamed Yun, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wang Tiangu's eyes were full of disbelief.

He never expected that Wang Lin would suddenly come here. Shouldn't he go to deal with Senior Brother Yun first?
But Wang Lin was extremely fast, and at such a close distance, he had no time to react.

He only sacrificed a white skull magic weapon.

A surging blood mist emanated from the magic weapon, forming a spiritual light similar to the protective blood light, completely enveloping itself.

"Boom!"

As the piercing roars sounded, orange-red flames flew out of his hands.

The blood-red light shield continued to tremble and dim.

Finally, after a crisp "click" sound, it disappeared into thin air.

"what!!!"

Wang Tiangu cried out in shock and anger, watching the protective aura dissipate, and was about to control his own magic weapon to stop it.

Wang Lin’s right hand quickly stretched out and pierced directly through Wang Tiangu’s chest.

"you..."

Wang Tiangu felt pain and looked down.

Wang Lin's right hand was already pinching his heart, and blood was all over it.

The body that was still alive and kicking just now suddenly collapsed and died tragically on the spot.

"Boom!"

Seeing the situation here, Nanlong Hou naturally would not miss it and began to think about retreating.

Wang Lin looked sideways and saw a huge golden sun rising slowly, with a vague figure swaying in the center.

At this time, Nanlong Hou's whole body was shining with golden light, but his face was pale and his breath was weak.

A shrill scream came from the passage, followed by a dazzling golden rainbow shooting out.

The golden rainbow hovered at the exit for a moment, and the resentful and cold voice of Nanlong Hou was heard.

"Remember this, you'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise I will destroy you both physically and spiritually!"

After he finished speaking, the golden rainbow light became brighter and then began to become blurry.

"Ran!"

Looking at Nanlong Hou who disappeared in an instant, Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wang Lin had no ill will towards Nanlong Hou.

It would be no problem to spare his life, especially since Nanlong Hou had just used the unique secret technique "Ten Thousand Feet of One Line" created by Master Cangkun.

This secret method consumes a large amount of vital energy and even blood essence, and can achieve instant escape.

Its escape light can transform into a form as thin as a thread, and its breath is completely hidden, making it difficult to track.

Even if it was Wang Lin, although he could catch up with him, it would take some effort.

But the old man surnamed Yun would not wait for him here obediently.

He might take advantage of this time to escape.

In that case, why not leave the name of Nanlong Hou.

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly, and a hint of light blue light flashed in his eyes.

A ray of spiritual light flashed by and instantly landed on the cultivator named Yun.

The cultivator named Yun, who had just been thinking of escaping, stopped where he was in an instant.

The divine light acts on the divine consciousness.

Although both of them were in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, Wang Lin practiced the Dayan Jue.

The strength of his spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of the cultivator named Yun.

Looking at the motionless old man named Yun, Wang Lin moved his lips slightly and blew lightly.

A ball of red-gold flame came out of his mouth again.

It transformed into a golden stream of light, covering the cultivator named Yun.

"Crack!"

Under the burning flames, there were bursts of extremely piercing roars.

The flames burned, and the body of the monk surnamed Yun was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, only a little ashes were left, which dissipated in the air.

After doing all this, Wang Lin finally looked at Han Li.

Although Han Li had only just broken through not long ago, he had the upper hand in the fight with the black-faced monk.

Although he cannot kill it in a short period of time, Han Li can do it with his strength.

Wang Lin estimated that it would take half a day at most.

It can definitely be killed.

Wang Lin did not intervene at this moment, but waved his sleeves, took the storage bags of Wang Tiangu and the old man surnamed Yun into his sleeves, and waited quietly.

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was watching eagerly from the side.

This made the black-faced monk feel frightened.

He was afraid that Wang Lin would suddenly attack and give him a fatal blow.

Just when his mind was distracted, a puppet appeared out of nowhere behind the black-faced monk.

The aura emanating from the puppet was quite strong, having reached the Jindan level.

Wang Lin's pupils shrank slightly. It seemed that Han Li had made great achievements in puppetry over the past hundred years.

He was actually able to create a Jindan stage puppet.

After summoning the puppet, Han Li directly pressed down the black-faced monk and beat him.

More than an hour passed like this.

The black-faced monk was caught off guard and was cut in half by a ray of sword light.

Finally, a black Yuanying flew out from the top of his head and fled into the distance.

But as soon as it flew out, it was hit by a ball of fire.

Amidst the screams, it turned into dust and disappeared from the world.

"call!"

Looking at the scene before him, Han Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a storage bag flew towards him and hovered in front of Han Li.

Wang Lin's voice came slowly at this time.

"Since you killed this man, the spoils naturally belong to you."

Han Li smiled slightly and bowed to Wang Lin: "In that case, I will be honored to accept your invitation."

Wang Lin nodded slightly, then looked around and said calmly: "There is no more opportunity here, it's time to leave."

"After all, this is Mulan Grassland, let's go early."

Han Li nodded in agreement.

The two of them did not delay. One in front and one behind, two beams of light, one red and one blue, disappeared on the spot.

In this way, the two of them flew a full thousand miles.

On the way, we encountered a group of tens of thousands of Mulan people.

Wang Lin's eyes lit up. It was a good choice to check the harvest here.

After all, they had killed a Mu surnamed mage when they came here, so it was inevitable that the Mulan people would block the border. Wang Lin was not afraid, but he also found it troublesome.

It is naturally easiest to follow the team.

But speaking of it, the Mulan people are quite smart.

Although the Mulan people are unable to practice spiritual arts, every time they attack, they will organize temporary tribes and take the opportunity to seize the spiritual stone material mines in Tiannan.

Even though they may fail in the end, they will still be able to gain access to certain resources.

The Nine-Nation Alliance detested this behavior, but due to the limited number of monks stationed there, they were unable to focus their attention on dealing with it.

Sending too many troops will affect the main battlefield, while sending too few may lead to them being wiped out by Mulan's high-level mages.

Therefore, the only strategy is to send monks to recapture and eliminate these mortals after the mages have occupied them.

In this vast land, the Mulan people treat the lives of ordinary mortals as worthless.

They exchange mortal lives for precious resources and use mortals as tools without mercy.

What is even more despicable is that they often set traps and severely injure the monks who come to retake the mines and production sites.

Faced with such a cruel reality, the Nine-Nation Alliance chose to remain silent, because the Mulan people could not take away a large amount of resource spirit stones in a short period of time.

They believed that as long as they could repel the army of mages head-on, these Mulan mortals would naturally retreat.

Looking down, this temporary small tribe composed of young men and women is heading towards the south of the sky in a mighty manner.

There were many carts and ox-drawn carriages in the convoy, and it was obvious that they came to seize Tiannan’s resources.

However, in their team, the strongest were only a Foundation Establishment Stage Mage and three Qi Refining Stage Mages, who could not pose any threat to the two of them.

"Junior Brother Han, just follow this team of carriages back to Tiannan."

Wang Lin glanced at Han Li beside him and spoke lightly.

Han Li was slightly startled, and after a moment's silence, he said, "That's great."

Wang Lin smiled slightly, then he clasped his hands together and disappeared in the air.

The next moment, he had quietly appeared in a shabby Pippen carriage among the Franks.

Wang Lin raised his sleeves lightly, quickly cleared a corner in the middle of the carriage, and then sat cross-legged calmly.

He then cast a spell, completely sealing the interior of the carriage with a layer of light red light, blocking out any sound from the outside world.

He turned to his companion Yin Yue and asked, "Now, take out all the jade boxes."

Just as he finished speaking, a little white fox flew out from his sleeves, circled in the air, and landed in front of him.

The little fox half-crouched on the ground with a playful smile on his face.

"Although there are many ancient treasures on the first floor, it is difficult to effectively conceal their spiritual energy after performing the escape technique, so they have not moved at all."

"As for the jade boxes on the second floor that everyone fought for, there were originally six of them, and I took half of them."

In fact, Yin Yue originally wanted to take away most of the jade boxes, but considering that the small number might arouse suspicion from others, which would be bad, she ended up taking only three.

As she spoke, the little fox slightly opened her red lips and spit out three crystal clear jade boxes, which landed steadily in front of Wang Lin.

Wang Lin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and waved his sleeves.

He placed the jade box he had snatched in front of him.

He smiled faintly, then his right hand slowly fell on the jade box.

As the spiritual power penetrated into the jade box, a hint of white light appeared on the surface of the jade box.

However, as soon as this white spiritual light appeared, it was quickly dispersed and swallowed up by a large amount of red light.

With a light "click" sound, the lid of the jade box was opened easily.

There was only a light blue jade slip placed inside.

In the quiet space, Wang Lin raised his head slightly and his eyes fell on the jade slip in front of him.

He stared quietly for a moment, then exhaled lightly, as if he was adjusting his state.

At this time, the little fox was standing aside, staring at Wang Lin closely.

Its pair of black eyes rolled around smartly.

Time passed quietly, but Wang Lin's expression remained the same.

Seeing this, Yin Yue couldn't help but blink her eyes slightly, a hint of doubt arose in her heart.

After a full quarter of an hour, Wang Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he slowly withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, without saying anything, and took the second jade box.

Yin Yue's curiosity grew stronger, but she knew she should keep her composure at this moment, so she tactfully did not ask any further questions.

Wang Lin opened the second jade box in the same way.

When the jade box was slowly opened, a small and exquisite ring was placed inside.

The ring is black and dull, and looks very inconspicuous.

"Is this an ancient treasure?" Yin Yue asked in surprise.

"This is the Yin-Yang Ring."

Wang Lin looked at it carefully, then took out a ring from the storage bag.

It is very similar to the ancient treasure in front of you.

"Is this the Yin-Yang Ring that Elder Xuan Huang refined using meteorite iron from outer space?"

"This treasure has no magical power at ordinary times, but once it comes into contact with the North Pole Yuanguang, it can manipulate the Yuanguang and kill people invisibly."

Hearing this, Yin Yue was surprised: "I didn't expect it to be a set of ancient treasures."

"Congratulations, Master, for obtaining a set of ancient treasures."

Wang Lin smiled and put the ring away.

After obtaining this ancient treasure, our chances of success when we head to the Demon Valley next time are much better.

Seeing Wang Lin put away the Liang Yi Ring, the little fox immediately reminded excitedly:
"Master, please take a look at the remaining two jade boxes. Perhaps there are more treasures."

Without any hesitation, Wang Lin opened the third brocade box.

A small green porcelain bottle. When you open the lid and sniff it, an unusually pungent smell hits your nose.

"Ten deadly poisons."

Wang Lin shook the porcelain bottle lightly and said calmly, "It's just right to use it on the poisonous creature in the Fallen Demon Valley."

Then, Wang Lin opened the fourth brocade box.

There was a fist-sized object glowing purple in it.

Wang Lin took the purple ball of light in his hand and squeezed it gently. He found that it was extremely soft and instantly emitted strands of dazzling light.

With a flick of his wrist, the ball of light in his hand turned into a purple mist, hovering above his head.

When a spell hit the purple mist, the purple mist revealed its true form and fell back into Wang Lin's hands.

It turned out to be a purple silk net with layers upon layers, as thin as silk.

The silk thread on it is so thin that it seems invisible, and it shines crystal clear. It is obviously a rare treasure.

"Isn't this the 'Purple Jade Dou'? This is an ancient treasure that was quite famous during the barbaric period."

The white fox said in surprise when he saw the purple crystal net.

“Although the Purple Sword Pouch is not a magical treasure that can reach the sky, it has excellent defensive capabilities. It can cover an area of ​​100 or even 1,000 feet when used. It is an extremely rare large-scale defensive treasure.”

Hearing Yin Yue's words, Wang Lin did not show any surprise.

After all, with Yin Yue's identity, it is possible that Zi Chengdou has also been immersed in it.

Yin Yue frowned slightly as he thought, as if he recalled some important information.

But in the end, he shook his head, showing a helpless expression, and decided not to pursue it further.

"This Purple Cloud Bag is so powerful, but I have never heard of Master Cang Kun using it to fight the enemy. I am afraid that it is most likely a treasure he obtained from the Fallen Demon Valley."

Wang Lin smiled slightly and turned to look at the fifth brocade box.

As soon as the fifth brocade box was opened, a map of unknown material appeared before his eyes.

Wang Lin picked up the map, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

The map records the route leading to the Demon Valley.

However, if you follow the route, you will eventually encounter the ancient demon seal.

After all, the purpose of Master Cangkun's survival was to deceive everyone into entering the Demon Valley and release the ancient demon. (End of this chapter)