After passing through the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, Wang Lin got closer and closer to the location of the person who let out the cold snort. A few days later, an endless wasteland appeared before him.
This wasteland was filled with corpses, the ground was cracked, and an unpleasant smell was carried by the wind.
Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot. Over the past few days, the effects of the Celestial Ascension Fruit had invaded his mind. His senses had increased countless times and would explode at the slightest provocation.
At this moment, the only thought in Wang Lin's mind was to kill!
His body moved like lightning as he charged toward the wasteland.
Just at this moment, popping sounds came from the wasteland. Shortly after, a yellow spike shot out from the ground toward Wang Lin.
The moment the mud thorns appeared, countless more came out of the ground. They were like ferocious needles that shot out like crazy. In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin was surrounded by thorns!
Wang Lin's divine sense was very sensitive. At this moment, he didn't retreat. Instead, celestial spiritual energy exploded out from his body and turned into a vortex that destroyed all the spikes.
A black figure suddenly jumped up from the ground and landed on a thorn in the distance. This person's body was skinny and completely black. His right knee was on the thorn and he was lying on the ground. He looked at Wang Lin, who was dozens of feet away, and licked his lips.
Wang Lin's eyes were bloodshot as he took a step forward and pressed down with his right thumb. The Finger of Death appeared and turned into a ray of black light that shot toward the skinny old man.
The old man grinned. His smile was extremely sinister. Facing the Finger of Nirvanic Destruction, not only did he not dodge, he instead opened his mouth wide. At this moment, an illusory figure suddenly appeared behind him. This illusory figure was about 30 meters tall and was shaped like a cocoon. It was pitch black and had pustules on it.
At the same time the thin old man opened his mouth, the cocoon behind him also opened its mouth. With one breath, the Silent Extermination Black Light was sucked into the old man's mouth. His throat moved, and he swallowed it.
The moment the incense fell, the shadow behind him also seemed to be hit by the black light of nirvanic extermination. Its abdomen swelled up, and its entire body squirmed. The pustules on its body suddenly tore open, and a stench of thick water gushed out.
The old man's skinny hand made a grabbing motion in the air. Suddenly, the pus spurted out by the phantom behind him materialized and condensed into a thick ball in his hand!
He stared at Wang Lin and said for the first time, "Little baby, your finger is very beautiful.
"Little kid, your Finger Wind is very beautiful, I'll give you one too!" As he spoke, he suddenly threw the ball of pus in his hand towards the ground.
This ball of pustules was too fast. In the blink of an eye, it landed on the ground and shattered. The pustules flowed out and fused with the ground.
In an instant, the ground within a three thousand meter radius began to rumble and tremble. Then, a large amount of pus emerged from the cracks in the ground. In the blink of an eye, it formed a ring around them. On the outer layer of the ring, a layer of pus immediately rose into the air, forming a wall-like cage.
The old man licked his lips. His body flickered, and he melted into the pus, disappearing.
The moment he disappeared, the surrounding pustules began to shrink toward Wang Lin from all directions.
The pustules covered the sky and covered the ground. At this moment, it rapidly shrank into a giant ball.
Outside the ball of pustules, the old man's figure appeared. He gloomily stared at the rapidly shrinking ball of pustules and said in a hoarse voice, "Feng Yin, this is none of your business. A mere cultivator dares to come here and cause trouble. He will not survive my Heaven's Pus Earthly Sore!"
A cold wind swept by and the woman with the tattoo on her face appeared 100 feet away from the old man. She coldly looked at the ball of pustules that had shrunk to 100 feet and coldly said, "If this person was so easy to kill, master wouldn't have let us come out!"
"Oh?
Then I want to see how this little cultivator can escape from my Heaven's Pus Spell! "The skinny old man grinned, but his smile immediately froze.
When the ball of pustules shrank to 30 feet, it immediately stopped. A powerful killing intent and battle intent penetrated the ball of pustules and spread out.
This killing intent caused the surrounding weather to become cold and a cold wind to blow.
This battle intent was mixed with the killing intent, causing the skinny old man's pupils to shrink.
Just at this moment, a muffled rumble of thunder came from the ball of pustules. At this moment, a ray of sword energy split open the ball of pustules and charged out from inside!
This sword energy was heaven-shaking. As it flew by, the world was filled with sword energy!
The celestial sword appeared, and beside it was a treasure sword. This sword had the soul of a black evil goat on it.
Next to these two swords was a half-moon blade. This blade hummed and gave off a gloomy aura.
Behind these three weapons was Wang Lin with his long hair fluttering. He walked out from the ball of pustules that had been split in half. His eyes were red and his battle intent and killing intent fused to form a strange light.
The skinny old man looked over and his heart trembled. "This person's gaze is a bit terrifying!"
The moment he stepped out, the three weapons before Wang Lin charged out. They turned into three rays of light and shot toward the old man and the woman.
The woman's expression was gloomy as she retreated and disappeared without a trace.
The black half-moon blade let out a hum, then its body flickered and it disappeared into the air as well.
In the sky, waves of muffled groans and the sound of metal colliding could be heard, turning into a series of sounds that quickly echoed in the surroundings.
The old man's eyes became cold. He didn't even look at the three weapons. His hands formed a seal and he shouted,
"Sore!"
The earth trembled. With the old man as the center, the ground in an area of ten feet around him trembled, and at the same time, rings of light appeared. The rings within those rings of light continued to increase, and they rapidly swelled up. This scene was like a sore that grew on a person's face. However, at this moment, the sore was growing on the ground.
The old man roared, "Explode!"
At this moment, his aura was like a rainbow. With the word "explode," the sore growing on the ground suddenly exploded.
Xu Liguo walked out from the celestial sword and cursed at the skinny old man, "Explode your head!"
The old man blindly controlled the celestial sword to sweep toward him. His eyes were filled with impatience as his right hand reached out to grab the celestial sword.
In his view, catching the sword with his body wasn't difficult at all with his cultivation level!
When Xu Liguo saw the old man reach for him, he secretly laughed. Not only did he not dodge, but he even slowed down, waiting for the old man to catch the sword. The moment the old man's hand grabbed the celestial sword, the celestial sword slashed down. The old man let out a miserable groan as all five of his fingers were cut off and blood flowed out.
"This … What kind of sword is this!?"
The old man was startled and quickly retreated, but the celestial sword chased after him. As for the sword that turned into the evil goat, it went around the celestial sword and charged at the old man from behind.
As the crater on the ground shattered, a hundred-meter-thick pus shot up into the sky, forming ripples that spread out in all directions.
Wang Lin's body was filled with celestial spiritual energy as he stood in the air and walked toward the old man who was fighting the two swords.
The old man let out a roar and the cocoon shadow appeared behind him again. Just as he was about to use the celestial technique, Wang Lin took a step forward and arrived above the old man. His blood-red eyes stared at the shadow and his right hand reached out. Strands of slaughter energy rushed out and entered the shadow.
His right hand squeezed and pulled back. With a tearing sound, the cocoon shadow was pulled out from behind the old man. Wang Lin's eyes lit up and he threw the cocoon into the void behind him.
Then his right hand mercilessly reached out.
With a bang, the cocoon-shaped phantom was crushed by him after he threw it out!
A large amount of pus sprayed out and a muffled groan came from the void. Feng Yin's body appeared from where the cocoon exploded. Her face was pale, but her eyes were even more gloomy.
Beside her, the black scimitar quickly stabbed forward. Feng Yin waved his right hand and a dagger appeared in his hand. When the dagger collided with the scimitar, a metallic sound came out. The scimitar was immediately shaken back and Feng Yin also took a few steps back.
She was fighting the half-moon blade when she was knocked back by the cocoon explosion. She didn't know if Wang Lin had already noticed this or if it was a coincidence.
After crushing the cocoon, the old man coughed out a mouthful of blood and his eyes were filled with disbelief. Just at this moment, Wang Lin's thumb pressed down and the destructive black light appeared again!
This time, the black light rushed out like crazy. This black light was too fast and very close to the old man. As soon as it appeared, it landed in front of the old man. The old man's face was pale and he opened his mouth. The black light entered his mouth, but it didn't dissipate. Instead, it penetrated through his back.
Just at this moment, Feng Yin threw the dagger in her hand. The dagger and the half-moon blade entangled. She took a step forward and turned into a cold wind. She went straight toward Wang Lin, who had his back facing her.
The speed of the wind was very fast. As soon as the wind moved, it had already arrived.
Wang Lin didn't look back. Instead, his right hand reached into his storage bag and the Soul Lasher suddenly appeared in his hand. The long whip was completely black and exuded a soul-trembling aura.
The moment Feng Yin arrived, the Soul Lasher suddenly moved. A "pa" sound came from the void and Feng Yin let out a miserable cry. Her body disappeared from the void. There was a red whip mark on her face. For the first time, her eyes were filled with shock. At this moment, she didn't want to kill her enemy, she wanted to quickly retreat!
At this moment, Wang Lin's mind had been stimulated by the Celestial Ascension Fruit. He had long lost his own consciousness and was relying on instinct. Feng Yin wanted to retreat, but since she could entangle with the half-moon blade, her speed was naturally very fast.
As soon as she retreated, she disappeared without a trace.
Without thinking, Wang Lin directly pressed his palm forward. A huge palm suddenly appeared in front of him. The nameless palm that shocked Mo Lihai back then had appeared!
Wang Lin's slaughter energy was automatically contained inside this palm.
The wind suddenly rose and the palm chased after the retreating Feng Yin at an unimaginable speed. Feng Yin's body trembled as the slaughter energy entered her body. With a bang, her flesh and blood collapsed.
A cool breeze swept by. Wang Lin's long hair fluttered in the wind as he walked into the distance. Beside him, three weapons whistled through the air.
On the ground, there was a pile of minced meat and a dried up corpse, leaving behind endless death energy...