After saying this, there was no more voice in his head, Wang Lin stood in place, pondered for a moment, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared.Three days later, not far from the south of Qinghai City, there is a small hill, the slope is not high, but the danger in it is no less than the ancient wind mountain range, it is shrouded in miasma all the year round, and once ordinary magicians enter, they will be eroded by miasma."
Wuming Mountain, I didn't expect me to return here one day."
At the foot of the mountain, Wang Lin raised his head, looking at the misty mountain, his eyes showed a hint of nostalgia, he didn't expect that he would return to this place, this place that caused him countless troubles.Three thousand years ago, perhaps more than ten years later, he was ordered to expel the necromancer with Wang Yanyan in Qianlin City, and then because of the exposure of his identity, Wang Yanyan was teleported away, and as a last resort, he took Bai Qianyu and other women to embark on a journey to find Wang Yanyan.When they came here, they encountered a crisis, and Bai Qianyu was poisoned by miasma because of this.If it weren't for that, he wouldn't need to spend so much energy to steal the mysterious black paper from the library.It can be said that if it weren't for the poison of the miasma here, Wang Lin would not have revealed his identity, and Wang Yanyan would not have died because of this.However, everything has already happened, as if it was arranged, and he is just a pawn in it, moving forward at a set pace.However, at this moment, he is here again.The nostalgia in his eyes gradually disappeared, and then slowly turned into a determined color, Wang Lin took a firm step and stepped into the Wuming Mountain.It is rumored in the world that Wuming Mountain is the land of the demon god, the place where the demon god once cultivated, and mortals are not allowed to enter, and the miasma that spreads throughout the mountain is the means of the demon god, no matter who it is, as long as it is eroded by the miasma, it is the demon emperor, and there is only one way to die.However, this is not the case, this is not the place where the demon god cultivates, but the place where the demon god's body is sealed.Walking into Wuming Mountain, the surroundings are very quiet, except for the sound of the breeze blowing and the leaves trembling, I can't hear any sound, and I can't feel a trace of magic fluctuations.It seems that those Yunfeng and poodles that I met back then, as well as the poodle, should have come here later.Sealing the body so that the miasma could not invade the body, he identified the direction, and it didn't take long for him to come to the top of Wuming Mountain."
Is this the place" Wang Lin stopped, looking at the scenery in front of him suspiciously, in front of him, a small temple appeared, the temple extended in all directions, and there was not even a door.Wang Lin just walked into the temple, the surrounding candles suddenly lit up, and the surrounding miasma was also blocked out of the temple.The statue had been destroyed, leaving only a pair of legs, which remained in place, and above the legs, were cut off in unison.Seeing this, Wang Lin's eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed up, sat down cross-legged in front of his legs, and began to chant words in his mouth.After a while, as Wang Lin read the words, a little light gradually emerged from the broken legs, and then the cyan stone color slowly turned towards the yellow, and the hard stone body also had a tendency to soften.Wang Lin did not stop, continued his movements, time passed little by little, the light became more and more abundant, and soon, the candles in the entire temple were covered by this light.If it weren't for the cover of the miasma, I am afraid that it would have risen to the sky and attracted the attention of Qinghai City.In the blink of an eye, half a month passed in a flash, and Wang Lin still maintained his original posture, pinching the trick with both hands and chanting words in his mouth.And in front of him, the thighs of the statues have changed greatly, and the candle stones that were still full of moss before have now become like ordinary people's thighs.Yellow skin, tough muscles, how explosive it is, no one knows.Suddenly, Wang Lin opened his eyes, stood up, moved his hands, blood rose to the sky, his legs were cut off at the root, Wang Lin's footsteps and muscles twitched slightly, and he clenched his teeth tightly and floated to the front of the legs, and then came into contact with the wound.Suddenly, an ancient desolate aura spread out from Wuming Mountain to the surroundings, fortunately, Wuming Mountain was notorious, and there were not many people around.Those demonic beasts that were affected, regardless of their strength, trembled their bodies, and their front legs couldn't help but bow down, trembling and instinctively feeling the crisis.And Wang Lin, as the initiator, also underwent unprecedented changes at this time, the legs that were cut off by him gradually disappeared, like a killed undead creature, slowly dissipated, and he himself fused with the legs of the statue.It didn't take long for the pain on Wang Lin's face to slowly turn into surprise, and the two chatted and fused together, even the scars did not leave a trace, and there was no feeling of connecting them at all.The bone is successful, and the next step is to use the blood refining technique to truly transform it into his own demon god body.With surprise on his face, Wang Lin immediately sat down cross-legged and began to fuse the legs of the demon god.This pair of demon god legs is the body of the demon god that was sealed in Wuming Mountain, and after fusing the hand of the demon god, I felt that the nearest demon god's body was here.When Wang Lin found out that it was Wuming Mountain, he was also surprised."
The demon god is really extraordinary, and extraordinary people can be rivaled," It didn't take long for the fusion to be successful, feeling the power in his legs, Wang Lin nodded with satisfaction, and sure enough, he was worthy of the body of the demon god, and his strength had increased by at least one percent.Although the strength is not comparable to the hand of the demon god, the hand of the demon god is one of the most powerful means of attack of the demon god at the beginning, but in battle, the strength of the legs can play a role, no worse than the hand of the demon god.The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.Someone once said that, although not necessarily, but it also shows the importance of speed in battle."
It's just that this athlete's foot is quite serious, I didn't expect that a beriberi would make me anxious, hey" sighed, Wang Lin was a little helpless, this mountain of miasma was actually emitted from these feet, I didn't expect this foot to be so poisonous, I have now taken away the legs of the demon god, and more than ten years have passed.Just a little erosion of the miasma made Bai Qianyu fall into a place of no return, but he really didn't expect it.However, this also made Wang Lin look forward to the ability of the Demon God's legs even more.When the leg of the demon god was in hand, this Wuming Mountain had no value, and Wang Lin didn't stay long, so he flew towards the other place he sensed."
Next, it should be the right hand",,; mobile phone reading,