Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

There was also a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

The only female cultivator was petite with delicate features.

The four men stood on both sides of the big man, their faces solemn.

One of the female cultivators asked hesitantly:

"Senior Lu, is the army of magicians really coming so quickly?"

"According to the last news, the team of mages heading here should be stopped by Senior Bu. Could it be that the 'Heavenly Wind Mysterious Wave Formation' has been breached in just seven or eight days? Is this wrong?"

His face was full of disbelief.

The four Jindan monks had bitter expressions on their faces and could only accept the order and split up to prepare for the battle.

Just as they were busy, a red light suddenly shot in, making everyone surprised and confused.

The bald-browed man quickly reached out and grabbed the sound transmission note, with flames flickering in his hand.

He clearly heard the message in the sound transmission note and a very strange expression appeared on his face.

The female cultivator couldn't help but ask:
"Senior Lu, what happened? Has the magician come to kill us?"

The other three also looked nervous. They looked at the bald-browed man seriously, waiting for his answer.

"No, three Yuanying Daoists arrived in time as reinforcements."

The big man had a smile on his face, and although he was excited, he remained calm.

Then he looked at the female cultivator and said, "Hong Ling, you and the other three Jindan cultivators should go to greet these three seniors and lead them here."

At the same time, on the outskirts of the green fog sea, Wang Lin and Nangong Wan were floating in the sky, with Gu Shuangpu behind them, looking into the distance.

Carefully observe the restriction formation in front of you.

Although it is impossible to immediately judge the power of the magic circle, the endless green mist in front of us already shows its extraordinary momentum.

Wang Lin stood alone, with his hands behind his back, a blue light flashing in his eyes and a faint smile on his lips.

Not long after, the green mist suddenly emitted a white light, then rolled and surged, gradually revealing a clear passage.

Gu Shuangpu seemed to be out of the matter, staring intently at the sea of ​​fog on one side, as if trying to explore the mystery hidden in it.

Nangong Wanyu frowned slightly, staring at the formation in the distance, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Only Wang Lin was there, with a faint smile on his face and a calm expression, his eyes slowly moving towards the entrance of the passage.

In a moment, four brilliant and stunning rainbows shot out from the depths of the passage.

When the light faded, the figures of three men and one woman appeared in front of Wang Lin and others.

"This junior greets the three elders. May I know your names?"

A middle-aged Taoist monk with a dignified appearance stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Wang Lin and others.

"We two Taoist companions are elders of Luoyun Sect. This one is Daoist Fellow Gu from Yuling Sect."

Before Wang Lin could speak, Nangong Wan said with a smile:
"Originally, we had seven or eight fellow Jindan Daoists coming with us, but because we were worried about delaying the support, the three of us went ahead."

"Now that the formation restriction has been activated, I believe the Mulan people will arrive soon."

"So you are the fairy from the Moon-shattering Sect. I am Chong Yunzi from the Qingxu Sect. These two are Brother Murong from the Yellow Maple Valley and Miss Wan from the Giant Sword Sect."

The middle-aged Taoist priest quickly pointed at his brothers behind him and the pretty young female cultivator, and introduced them to Wang Lin in detail.

"Brother Murong? Miss Wan?"

Wang Lin's gaze swept across the faces of the two brothers and finally fell on Miss Wan from the Giant Sword Sect.

A half-smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Isn’t this Miss Wan the Wan He whom I met at Tainan Club that year?

I didn't expect that after so many years, Wan He's cultivation has now reached the early stage of Jindan.

Looking at Wang Lin in front of him, he looks the same as he did a hundred years ago.

There was a hint of surprise in Wan Hetong's eyes, and her red lips were slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Miss Wang, long time no see!"

Wang Lin asked with a smile.

"Senior, do you know Fellow Daoist Wan?"

When Chongxuzi heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Senior Wang!"

Wan He stepped forward and bowed, then her beautiful eyes trembled and she said, "I haven't seen you for a hundred years. I didn't expect that you have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage!"

Wang Lin shook his wrist, and several porcelain bottles flew out of the storage bag.

The porcelain bottle passed through several streaks of light and floated in front of Wanhe.

"This is?"

Wan He looked at the porcelain bottle in front of him that was emitting a strong medicinal aroma, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"These are all suitable pills for you to take!"

Wang Lin smiled slightly: "Take it, I can't use it."

This is not a lie.

During this period, he killed nearly ten Nascent Soul cultivators in succession, and even a Nascent Soul middle-stage cultivator.

There are so many of these elixirs for the Jindan stage.

In addition to his relationship with Wanhe, he was lucky enough to give these pills to Wanhe.

Who knows, with these pills, Wanhe might have a chance to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future.

"Thank you, Senior Wang!"

Listening to Wang Lin's words, Wan He pursed his lips. Of all the words he could say, he only uttered thank you.

"Can we come in now?"

Wang Lin smiled slightly and turned to look at Chongxuzi.

"Three seniors, please follow me. Senior Lu is already waiting for you in the hall."

Chongxuzi's thoughts were a little confused because of the acquaintance between Wang Lin and Wanhe.

Hearing what Wang Lin said at this moment, he was immediately cheered up and quickly agreed.

Afterwards, the four of them led the way, and Wang Lin and the other two looked calm as they slowly flew into the sea of ​​fog.

Soon after they entered, the passage closed again under the surging green mist.

Soon, Wang Lin and others arrived at the hall and saw the big man with bald eyebrows.

"Welcome to support the Ben Alliance. Could these two be Fairy Nangong and Fellow Daoist Gu?"

"Who is this young Taoist friend? I hope you can introduce him to me."

When the bald-browed man saw the three people, a smile suddenly appeared on his originally ferocious face.

He recognized Nangong Wan and Gu Shuangpu at a glance, and called them by their names, as if they were old acquaintances.

But when he looked at Wang Lin, his eyes were full of strangeness.

After his gaze lingered on Wang Lin for a moment, he couldn't help but show surprise and asked.

Nangong Wan smiled slightly, and then briefly introduced Wang Lin to the bald-browed man, saying that he was her Taoist partner, who had just recently broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The big man surnamed Lu was a little disappointed with Wang Lin at first, because he had expected to meet a more experienced cultivator.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset and expressed his sincere gratitude to the three for their help.

Wang Lin did not comment on the subtle changes in the bald-browed man's expression. He just smiled slightly and remained silent.

Afterwards, the bald-browed man and another monk named Gu Shuangpu reminisced about the past, and then turned to discuss the serious situation they were facing now.

My three fellow Taoists, now is the right time for you to come here.

Urgent news just came that a team of mages have successfully broken through the Tiantai Valley defense line guarded by Daoyou Bu, and are advancing towards us.

The bald-browed man's eyes moved slightly, and he cupped his hands: "It is expected that the fellows who retreated from Tiantai Valley will arrive here soon."

"Therefore, I need to trouble the three fellow Taoists to go and pick them up."

This matter is not complicated. I can handle it alone. There is no need for Brother Wang and Brother Gu to take action personally.

Nangong Wan and Gu Shuangpu both looked a little surprised when they heard this.

"You two don't need to be surprised. It's not that I want to compete for credit. I just got a rare treasure recently and I want to take this opportunity to test its power.

You two won't compete with me for this opportunity, right?
The big man named Lu stroked his beard and smiled, with a hint of mystery in his eyes.

"Gu will not do anything unnecessary. Since Fellow Daoist Lu is so confident, I am naturally relieved."

Gu Shuangpu smiled calmly and responded.

Wang Lin stood aside, smiled slightly, and did not comment.

Led by Wan He and Chong Xuzi, Wang Lin and Gu Shuangpu left the hall and were arranged to a place for them to rest.

On the way, Wang Lin parted ways with the old man with a dove face and, led by a petite female cultivator, came to a quiet and elegant building.

"Senior Wang, low-level disciples are strictly prohibited from entering this place on weekdays. It is an ideal place for quiet cultivation. You may rest in this building."

The female cultivator pointed to the attic in front of her and said respectfully.

"The environment is indeed elegant." Wang Lin nodded in approval, with a satisfied smile on his face.

When Wang Lin arrived at the hall, Gu Shuangpu was already there.

Another monk in brocade robes with a slightly hunched back and pale face was talking to them.

The Murong brothers, Wan He and others stood aside with two unfamiliar Jindan cultivators, listening with serious expressions.

Gu Shuangpu forced a smile and introduced them casually: "This is Daoist Fellow Bu Yunhe who presides over Tiantai Valley. This is Daoist Fellow Wang of Yanyue Sect, Fairy Nangong."

Nangong Wan's heart sank slightly, realizing that the situation might be more serious than she had expected.

She said politely:

"I have heard Brother Lu mention Brother Bu's name a long time ago. It is worth celebrating that you are safe and sound."

"Thanks to Daoist Brother Lu for helping us this time, otherwise we would be in great danger."

The monk surnamed Bu said to Wang Lin, his tone revealing a hint of embarrassment and gratitude. He was not surprised by his own embarrassment.

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. Those pursuers retreated on their own when they saw that the situation was not good. It was really boring."

The old man surnamed Lu responded lightly with a smile on his face.

"The ancient treasure you displayed is so powerful that the Mulan people are afraid of it and dare not act rashly."

"But this time the mages are coming with a fierce force, which is very different from the previous ones. Not only are they well-trained, but they also bring with them ancient beasts. They have thick skin and flesh, are covered in armor, and are of enormous size."

"Moreover, these giant beasts have been blessed with a variety of strange forbidden spells. Once they break into the formation, it is only a matter of time before the formation is broken."

The monk surnamed Bu said this solemnly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Bu, how many monks in this team of mages have reached the level of Grand Master?"

Gu Shuangpu looked gloomy and suggested:
"If the enemy is small in number, the five of us Nascent Soul cultivators can attack together and catch them off guard."

“Even if we can’t completely eliminate one or two Yuanying-level mages, being able to seriously injure them is a huge achievement.”

Although he had not directly confronted all opponents, he had realized that in addition to the two known great masters, there was another mysterious mage who deserved vigilance.

Although this person did not reveal his true identity, the aura he exuded was extremely strange, making people suspect that he was not a human.

In addition, he couldn't be sure whether there were other high-level mages lurking.

In response to this, Bu Yunhe expressed his views with a worried look on his face.

The Nine-Nation Alliance's decision to defend this place alone was obviously a well-thought-out decision.

Suddenly, everyone in the hall heard the sound of war drums coming from afar. The sound came from far away and was like thunder.

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

The old man surnamed Lu had a frosty expression on his face, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes:
"It seems that the Mulan people are chasing us very closely. They arrived just as we came back."

"Okay, let's deal with them first and see what kind of experts are in this magic team." The monk surnamed Lu said:
"This time we need the three fellow Taoists to take action. You should also come with us. After all, you have fought with them before and have some understanding of their sinister methods."

He first clasped his fists towards Wang Lin and the other two, then turned around and gave instructions to the two Jindan cultivators who had retreated with Bu Yunhe.

One of the two men had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a dark complexion, while the other had a horse face, thin eyebrows and a gloomy look.

After hearing the order from the big man named Lu, they looked at each other and immediately clasped their fists in agreement.

Wang Lin looked in the direction where the drum sound came from, his face expressionless, and he seemed to be thinking about something in his mind.

On the southern foot of Huanglong Mountain, above a vast sea of ​​​​green fog, the army of Mulan magicians was on full alert. They controlled flying magic weapons of various shapes and lined up in the sky to overlook the view.

At the front of the team, more than a dozen high-level mages dressed in gorgeous clothes and with shining auras stood shoulder to shoulder.

They all demonstrate their extraordinary strength and status. Among them, three are particularly eye-catching.

A person surrounded by blazing red light, with fire snakes as thick as bowls coiled around his body, looking terrifying.

The other one was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, and seemed like he could be blown by the wind at any time.

The last one was wearing a black robe, his face was difficult to discern, and he exuded a strange black aura. There seemed to be a faint sound of ghosts crying coming from inside the robe, which made people frightened and dared not approach.

This person was floating alone in front of the crowd, keeping a distance from the other mages, as if he did not belong to the same camp.

The other mages looked at him with awe and disgust, and this complex emotion permeated the air.

In a secret place, two high-level mages approached quietly, whispering, as if discussing a strategy to break the monks' formation.

Soon, the two finished their discussion.

Among them was a very tall mages with green light surging around him. He swayed and swayed and came to the side of the man in black robe.

"Mr. Tian Ku, is it time to take action? The cultivator formation here seems to be three times more powerful than the previous one."

"And it is rumored that there are many Nascent Soul cultivators here. I am afraid it will take more time."

The Yuanying mage spoke to the man in black robe with a smile on his face and a respectful attitude.

The black-robed monk shook his head slightly. His voice was hoarse and stiff, and his words were unclear, as if he had no tongue, which made people feel uncomfortable listening to him.

"We don't need to take the initiative. They will come out soon. Let's test the magical powers of the cultivators here first, and then make a decision."

As soon as these words were spoken, the tall and thin mage like a bamboo pole was startled and quickly looked towards the direction of the sea of ​​fog, obviously believing what the black-robed man said.

As expected, the originally calm sea of ​​fog below suddenly rolled and surged as they spoke, and then split into two, revealing a passage several meters wide.

Then, the light in the passage kept flashing, and seven long beams of light shot out. After these beams circled over the sea of ​​fog, several figures appeared, and they were Wang Lin and others. (End of this chapter)