Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Before everyone could recover from their shock, several brilliant rays of light came one after another like starlight. The stories reported by everyone were surprisingly similar.

The eight auxiliary formations have all collapsed, and the more than a thousand disciples who were guarding the formations seemed to have been completely wiped out by the mysterious power, without even a trace of their breath remaining.

"This area of ​​300 miles has long been sealed off by the Tiangang Restriction. Even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage would find it difficult to sneak in without leaving a trace."

The blue-robed scholar's voice suddenly turned cold, with a hint of sharpness in it, "Unless..."

"Master, are you saying..."

A cultivator in the crowd suddenly spoke in a startled voice. In an instant, dozens of gazes seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and turned to a certain place in unison.

I saw a young man in a black robe standing still like an abyss, with magic patterns appearing around his body, flowing continuously.

"presumptuous!"

A clear, bell-like child's voice suddenly sounded from behind the scholar, and then an old dwarf walked out slowly, leaning on a cane:
"This is my old friend, who has been discussing Taoism and mysteries with me for the past few days. If you have any doubts, you may come and ask me about my Nine Nether Mysterious Yin Banner!"

After he finished speaking, the entire area of ​​water was suddenly dyed with a deep ink color, with layers of dark waves rising up, and the devilish aura rose into the sky like a black dragon.

All the monks present felt their sea of ​​consciousness shaken and became silent, no one dared to say a word.

"Third brother."

The scholar in plain clothes slowly turned his head and stared at Monk Fang Yi beside him, and said with a serious expression:
"I still need you to investigate the Lake Bottom Demon Altar in detail to see if there are any other abnormalities besides the missing disciples."

The elder of law of Qingming Sect nodded slightly, and his wide sleeves fluttered, turning into rainbow light and falling straight into the mysterious realm of Xuanjiao.

Less than half a cup of tea had passed when the water curtain in the center of the lake exploded and rushed into the sky. The monk returned on the waves, his hairpin still frosted with frost:
"Reporting to the chief, the seventy-two earth vein locking magic stakes are all intact, but..."

He stopped talking abruptly, and a charred blade fragment of a magical weapon appeared on his open palm:
"The Qianwei array center has found such a foreign object."

Upon hearing the news, the elders of the Ye clan all moved together, and the Three Pure Ones Dharma Bells sounded the alarm. Suddenly, the sound of breaking waves was heard, and the Guardian True Lord stood on the water, his voice shaking the sky:
"The direct disciple of the Fifth Elder and the twelve deacons' sword-bearing boys have both fled. Is there any collusion between the evil forces inside and outside the sect?"

"Even if there is no external enemy or internal support, you will still become a puppet in someone else's game."

The chief writer of the Tianji Pavilion rebuked him coldly, the Ice Soul Abacus on his wrist glowed coldly, and he said in a deep voice: "When did you notice that there was a vacancy in the staff?"

The accompanying array master trembled slightly, and his voice was also a little frightened, and he replied respectfully:
"About two days ago. At that time, there were two people taking turns to guard the center of the Kanli Double Palace Formation. According to the rules, they should have taken over at 15:30 on the 12th hour..."

The Master of the Tianji Pavilion flicked his sleeves and swept the whisk in his hand. Seventy-two red sky communication talismans were like a lively red bird, whistling straight into the sky, with a majestic voice:
"When the Kunlun restriction is opened, except for the Four Elephants Guardians, all other disciples will immediately retreat to the Tianshu Branch Courtyard. Has the precise location of this rift fluctuation been determined?"

The great elder stepped forward, bowed and said:
"After investigation, we found that there is indeed a seven-zhang spiritual vein fault at a depth of a thousand feet in the stratum twenty miles to the north."

Upon hearing this, the formation master moved swiftly, clasped his hands together, and suddenly a faint blue light flickered on the star track disk.

"And go ahead and lead the way."

Following an order, nine beams of light streaked across the sky like bright meteors and disappeared in an instant, and everyone rushed towards the designated direction.

Twenty miles away, there are towering ancient trees, lined up in a dense forest.

The white-haired formation master looked solemn as he raised the Xuantianjian. The compass needle seemed to be driven by an invisible force, spinning madly for three circles before suddenly pointing to the Kun position.

The ground seemed to respond, and suddenly cracked open a gap three meters wide. A sharp, fishy wind blew towards them, bringing with it an unknown danger.

"Thank you, Auntie Jiu, for casting the spell." The formation master stepped aside with a humble attitude.

The female cultivator in plain clothes nodded slightly and gently stroked the jade gourd on her waist with her white hands.

In an instant, yellow smoke rolled out.

In the smoke, a three-eyed earth dragon beast slowly emerged, its back covered with black iron barbs, sharp as blades, and its claws flashed with dark blue poisonous light, revealing endless danger.

As soon as a group of monks stepped onto the back of the ferocious beast, the beast roared and fled into the dark earth.

In an instant, the surrounding soil and rocks churned violently like boiling water, and retreated to both sides, as if to make way for the mysterious beast to sneak in.

Among the sea of ​​clouds a hundred miles away, seven pillars of spiritual light rose from the ground, like giant dragons soaring into the sky, breaking through the nine layers of the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

At this time, five Xuantian Sect disciples were standing in the air with their swords. The leader held the Xuantian Order tightly in his hand, and the Xuantian Order was vibrating and making a buzzing sound, as if transmitting some mysterious signal.

"Report this to the sect leader immediately!" one of the disciples shouted.

The black-faced monk at the side had a fierce look on his face, and he smashed the jade slip of communication into pieces with his hand, and then said loudly:
"The rest of you, follow me to explore the formation!"

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed towards the unknown place.

Thousands of miles away, on the top of an unknown peak, hundreds of wandering cultivators gathered there, all looking up at this strange celestial phenomenon.

Everyone had different expressions, some were amazed, some were confused, and they were all shocked by this sudden vision.

Suddenly, there was a stream of light flashing in the southeast sky, as if a bright starry river was pouring down and turning into a rain of light all over the sky.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that after hearing about this strange phenomenon, monks from all sides came here one after another.

Among them was a sturdy man with a curly beard and a sturdy build. He was walking with the wind on a wine gourd. The wine gourd was floating steadily under his feet, as if it had merged with the breeze.

There are also young female cultivators with graceful figures, riding the blue phoenix mythical beast. The blue phoenix flaps its wings and flies high, its wings are gorgeous and emitting a soft light.

There were also people from the demonic sect who were rushing over with bloody clouds and winds. Wherever they passed, the atmosphere was eerie and frightening.

Deep in the earth veins, Wang Lin stood quietly in the core area of ​​the ancient teleportation array.

The seven blood crystal bracelets under his feet were now gradually showing signs of cracking.

The dark red light slowly flowed out along the tiny cracks in the bracelet, as if a lively flame was quietly jumping, exuding a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Wang Lin looked calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

It turned out that Luohou's true body gave him extremely powerful abilities, making him extremely resistant to space cracks.

Even in this space crack, he did not put up any resistance and was able to move around with ease, as if he was strolling in a garden.

Xu Changqing stood aside, his eyes focused and meticulous, carefully examining the wonderful scene before him, as if he wanted to find a clue from this mysterious scene.

The dome of the cave is covered with stalactites hanging like a forest, and the sound of dripping water can be clearly heard in the empty space.

Xu Changqing looked around and saw that the corpse wolf was dead and turned into a cold body. The body of the Weeping Soul Beast swelled to more than ten feet, and it jumped and galloped on the wolf corpse, showing its joy. If this Weeping Soul Beast can devour the corpse wolf, it will be able to increase its power greatly. Wang Lin waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Eat it!"

After saying this, the Soul-Crying Beast showed joy on its face, and stared at the corpse wolf with a ferocious look in its eyes.

The huge mouth suddenly opened, and a dark yellow light gushed out.

This light is like a spiritual magnet that attracts souls. Wherever it passes, the corpse qi of the Netherworld is like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, all of which are absorbed by it.

In an instant, the evil energy around the corpse wolf dissipated. It was unable to resist any longer and died on the spot.

The silver-winged yaksha was indifferent to the survival of his own kind, and there was no fighting spirit in his eyes.

Having escaped from the predicament, he did not dare to stop for a moment, and activated the wind escape technique. His figure gradually disappeared, and he rushed away with the help of the wind. In a moment, he disappeared into the sky, leaving only the whimpering of the wind.

Wang Lin has not yet started chasing the Silver-Winged Yaksha because the timing is not yet ripe and it is not appropriate to act rashly.

At this critical juncture, the Soul-Crying Beast was approaching rapidly, and its right hand was holding a small spirit beast.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a pure white pony with emerald green eyes. It was no more than half a foot tall. It was the Yinzhi horse that was known for its ability to hide.

This spiritual creature has an unfortunate fate. At the beginning of the transmission, it was hidden in the body of a dead wolf.

Unexpectedly, when the corpse wolf was wrapped in the corpse gas by the yellow mist in the nose of the weeping soul beast, it was also implicated and swept out.

Fortunately, Wang Lin had a sharp eye and was able to see through everything. He immediately shouted to stop the Weeping Soul Beast, otherwise this rare spiritual creature would have been buried in its stomach in an instant.

The two flying swords that Wang Lin had trapped before were about to be transmitted and the Silver-Winged Yaksha had no time to pay attention to them. At the moment when Wang Lin was about to be transported, he moved his mind slightly, quietly broke the ban and took them back.

The Nascent Soul of the beautiful woman in black, which was also imprisoned by the evil soul thread, was swallowed by the Silver-Winged Yaksha before it was teleported away.

At this moment, Wang Lin looked around and found that the surrounding environment was quite similar to the previous underground cave.

However, if you sense it carefully, you will find that there is no howling cold wind here, but instead there is an astonishingly rich spiritual energy.

It was as if he was in a giant cave and seemed to be located on some top-grade spiritual vein. This strange scene made Wang Lin feel extremely surprised.

Wang Lin lowered his head and examined the giant teleportation array under his feet. He had profound attainments in array formation, and this array was significantly different from the ones he had seen before.

However, it was apparently a one-way receiving array, that is, he was teleported here, but could not use this array to return to his original place.

Wang Lin frowned slightly after understanding this, and then cast his eyes on the two giant cocoons. The spiritual energy fluctuated strongly, and it was inferred that the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi seemed to be still alive.

Wang Lin hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to summon the Soul-Crying Beast, took the Yinzhi Horse in his hand, attached several restrictive talismans to it, and then put it into a spirit beast bag.

When all arrangements were complete, Wang Lin suddenly raised his hands, and two thick golden arcs of electricity shot out like sharp arrows, accurately hitting the giant gray cocoon.

In an instant, a roar shook the ears, and the golden arcs quickly extended and intertwined, turning into two tight golden electric nets, tightly wrapping the giant cocoon. For a moment, the golden light was so bright that it was almost blinding, and the sound of thunder was endless, as if it was going to shatter this space.

In that mysterious realm of immortals and heroes, the Soul-killing Silk that was originally carefully controlled by the Silver-Winged Yaksha seemed to have suddenly lost its core support after it lost control, and became like a pile of loose sand.

At this moment, the dazzling golden light rushed towards me like a surging tide.

The layers of evil soul threads seemed extremely fragile in the face of this powerful force, and slowly dissipated layer by layer, as if they had never existed in this world.

Accompanied by two deafening noises of "bang" and "bang", as if breaking some mysterious confinement, the two huge cocoon-like objects exploded one after another.

A man and a woman flew out from the explosion. Upon closer inspection, they were the old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi.

At this moment, the faces of these two people were as pale as frost and snow, and their expressions were extremely ugly, as if they had experienced a life-and-death catastrophe.

After all, they had been trapped for a long time by the evil soul thread that could quietly absorb spiritual energy. Such torture was unbearable even for people as strong-minded as them.

In this case, it is only to be expected that magic power will be damaged.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your help!" The old man surnamed Fu's expression eased a little, and then he saluted solemnly with his fists clasped, his words full of sincere gratitude.

"If it weren't for Brother Wang's extraordinary magical power, I'm afraid we would all be in trouble and trapped in a desperate situation. Who could have imagined that in this seemingly peaceful Yin-Yang Cave, there was such a strange and dangerous silver-winged Yaksha hidden."

"My friend Yuan Daoist and I were careless for a moment. We were caught off guard and were suddenly attacked by this terrifying monster from underground. We were trapped in it in an instant."

"Fellow Daoist Yuan's Nascent Soul was brutally crushed by him in an instant, and he passed away. It is truly heartbreaking."

Bai Yaoyi also bowed gracefully to Wang Lin, with a bitter smile on her face, and slowly recounted the thrilling experience.

Upon hearing this, Wang Lin simply smiled indifferently, a smile that revealed a kind of calmness and confidence that was not affected by praise or criticism.

The two cultivators seemed to show gratitude on their faces, but Wang Lin, with his sharp eyes, could see through them and observe the deep fear that was difficult to conceal in the dim light in their eyes.

You must know that although they are trapped in a giant cocoon, their situation is extremely embarrassing.

However, they all knew the details of the shocking battle between Wang Lin and the Silver-Winged Yaksha, as well as the extraordinary means that eventually forced the Flying Corpse to retreat.

With their cultivation level, even if the two of them worked together, they would not have the slightest chance of winning against Wang Lin.

At this moment, when everyone arrived at this place, it was mysterious and desolate. They looked around and saw no one except their companions.

In such a situation, how could they not be worried and uneasy?

Because in this isolated situation, if Wang Lin suddenly changed his mind, they would think that they would be doomed and their chances of survival would be slim.

But Wang Lin looked calm and composed, and behaved calmly.

He threw the spirit beast bag containing the Yinzhi horse to the old man surnamed Fu, and then said slowly:
"The Yinzhi horse is all in this bag. I have no intention of saying more about the rest."

Wang Lin's face was calm, and he slowly said, "If there is any surplus when refining the Nurturing Pill later, I hope you two fellow Taoists can save two pills for me. What do you think?"

After a short pause, he continued, "As for the Yinzhi horse, keep its life and only take enough materials for alchemy."

When the old man surnamed Fu heard this, he felt relieved and quickly smiled and responded very straightforwardly:

"It's just two pills, it's fine. If there are really extra pills, Fu will definitely keep them for you, without any mistakes."

Bai Yaoyi beside her also smiled softly and said gently:

"I have not made any achievements in this undertaking. It is all thanks to your divine power and great help that I have been able to achieve this. It is reasonable for you to get a larger share. I have no objection." (End of this chapter)