Chapter 438 Goodbye Han Zilong
Early the next morning.
Lin Lang had already set off for the tomb of the immortals. Before leaving, when passing by Belloc Village, Lin Lang deliberately left a bank card and a protective jade pendant at the old hunter's house, and took away the gold medal for the time being. compensation.
The so-called immortal burial is located on an ice field in the extreme north of Siberia. There are few people here, and the temperature is already as low as minus 40 degrees. Not to mention human beings, even polar bears with thick fur are unwilling to approach them.
This is the extremely cold area in the north.
There are even more rumors that the devil wind was born here. Lin Lang walked along the ice field, and the trees around were no longer flourishing. Occasionally, there would be one or two small forests, which were also old trees that had been frozen to death, covered in layers of frost, and had not completely rotted.
Ice and snow fell all around, and Lin Lang flew at a low altitude above this lifeless world with only ice and snow. About half an hour later, Lin Lang stood at a high altitude and looked down.
In the end he chose to land on a short hill.
This short mountain is only about ten meters high, and a hole has been dug out inside. The hole is neat and smooth, as if it was blasted out by some kind of sharp weapon with a big repair.
Lin Lang landed steadily. Then a hearty laugh sounded: "Little Brother Lin, long time no see."
Out of the cave, a man wearing a leather jacket walked out. On his rather tough face, with stubble all over his face, he looked a little rough. He has a slender body, and his forearm is as thick as a tree root, full of strength.
This person was none other than Han Zilong who hadn't seen Lin Lang for a long time, but never lost contact. The same as he used to be, but now I want to see that Han Zilong is no longer the powerful leader of the rivers and lakes two years ago who was chased and hacked several streets by a group of desperate gangsters, but a real great master of transformation.
In just two years, he has become an invincible pinnacle Grandmaster, three points stronger than the dead Nozawa Sword God.
"I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become stronger."
Lin Lang hammered Han Zilong's chest hard. Han Zilong's chest muscles instantly bulged, and he let Lin Lang's fist fall. Although it was a joke to greet him, Lin Lang also used some real strength, but Han Zilong's breath was always long and unaffected.
"You have reached the peak of the transformation realm, what a domineering body in the sky." Lin Lang praised highly. In the past two years, he has traveled all over the world, from China to abroad, and it is only in the late stage of foundation establishment. This Han Zilong cultivated later than him, and now he is in the transformation realm. The pinnacle grand master.
This kind of cultivation speed is almost on par with Lin Lang. The sky domineering physique, the top five divine physiques in the fairy world physique list, really deserves its name!
With this kind of cultivation speed, it is no exaggeration to say that he has been a genius in cultivation since the first day of his birth. And Dacheng's Sky Dominant Body is completely comparable to the Immortal King level.
"Would you like to fight, this deserted ice field is too boring." Han Zilong provoked the fight enthusiastically.
Lin Lang has nothing to do, and will accompany him to the end. Not long after, a huge aura seemed to replace Tianwei, and the aura penetrated like a rainbow, blooming for a moment and then quietly restraining. The cave collapsed, and all the daily necessities were buried in the snow and ice.
The results are predictable.
Han Zilong was repaired heartily.
"I am convinced."
Han Zilong raised his hands in surrender, and crawled out of the ice hole in embarrassment, his face was bruised, and ice water was still dripping on his body. Even if he is a sky domineering body, before he has developed his physical potential, he can certainly fight at higher levels, but he definitely cannot break through the barriers of the big realm as easily as Lin Lang.
At best, it can only be defeated, and if you go all out, you can kill Nozawa Sword God or even a stronger demigod. Facing someone like Lin Lang who can challenge the God Realm, it is common sense to have such a defeat.
Even so, the cultivation speed of the Sky Dominant Body should not be underestimated. The two sat down again and had a long talk, each with their own unique views on cultivation. Lin Lang occasionally pointed out a few words, and Han Zilong was suddenly enlightened and fell into deep thought.
Soon, the two will be leaving.
In the sky in front of the two of them, figures with terrifying auras continued to fly past, but the direction was not the direction of the tomb of the immortal.
"Where are they going?"
Lin Lang looked at Han Zilong suspiciously.
Han Zilong looked at the direction of the people's flight, thought for a while, and then said: "They should be heading towards the Fountain of Youth. Let's go and have a look."
Fountain of Youth, one of the three strange places in the extreme north. It is said that the Fountain of Youth is located deep in the ice sheet and originated from an unknown lake. The lake water has very magical effects, life and death, human flesh and bones, and has the effect of prolonging life.
It is said that the nearby villagers were lucky enough to find the original lake where the Fountain of Youth originated. After drinking a few sips of pure lake water, they returned home and rejuvenated their old body.
Of course, these are just legends spread in the extreme north, and the authenticity needs to be verified. But the only thing that is certain is that the Fountain of Youth also has similar effects.
According to rumors, the Fountain of Youth is an underground tributary of the unknown lake, which is mixed with the spring water in the mountain, which is equivalent to being diluted countless times. However, its efficacy should not be underestimated. For warriors, it is certain to recover from injuries and improve their cultivation.
"The three strange places in the extreme north are the Great Wilderness Palace, the Fountain of Youth, and the Holy Light Realm. The three are wonderful places that surpass the heavens and the earth, and their reputations are far higher than the tombs of immortals. It's a pity that the traces of the three are hard to find, and the prehistoric beasts outside are even more surprisingly ferocious, and some gods have fallen into them."
"Unexpectedly, many warriors attracted by the burial of immortals this time, by chance, even the trace of the Fountain of Youth was found."
The two were flying at a height of 100 meters, occasionally a few figures flitted by around them. On the one hand, Han Zilong vividly narrated the legends of the extreme north, and on the other hand, he also told Lin Lang the changes that had occurred in the past two days.
The Fountain of Youth was discovered in the past two days. A martial artist was swept away by the devil wind and was very lucky to land near the Fountain of Youth. He wanted to take advantage of no one to monopolize this fortune, but the strange beasts guarding the Fountain of Youth did not promise.
The alien wolves guarding the Fountain of Youth are all powerful, and the stronger ones are comparable to the peak masters of human beings.
In the bloody battle of life and death, the warrior escaped with difficulty and successfully brought out the news of the Fountain of Youth. At this moment, the transcendents in the entire northern land were shocked, and countless warriors rushed to the direction of the fountain of youth.
After several battles, human beings not only failed to reap the fruits of victory, but suffered heavy losses, and even the god-level powerhouses who thought they had high self-esteem almost fell into it. After calculation, it should be the third large-scale attack on the Fountain of Youth by human beings.
Lin Lang and his two flew extremely fast, and within about half an hour, they landed steadily near a grassland. This place is very different from the inherent snowfield scenery of the extreme north, with dense trees, lush forests, dense greenery, and full of vitality.
This is probably the effect of the Fountain of Youth.
Below, the outskirts of the jungle.
At this moment, strong people from all walks of life have gathered, all of them have long breaths and strong cultivation bases. They are all long-established grand masters. They come from all over the country, and there is no simple role.
The Grandmaster of Transformation Realm is the most worthy existence here.
The team leader at the front, and even two or three tall and straight figures, were divided into three directions to fight, and they were on guard against each other. The aura is condensed, like an abyss like a sea, and it is confronting the wolves in the jungle.
Those three team leaders definitely have the strength to fight Lin Lang. They are all gods in the world. Lin Lang saw the old man Sun who happened to be in the duck blood vermicelli shop, and the other was Earl Wilson whom he had met once in Belloc Village. As for the other man with the great rune sword on his back, he had no impression.
Behind them, the masters gathered in groups to talk with each other, and looked at the three people in front of them in awe. This is a myth in the God Realm of the world, which usually does not show up once in dozens or hundreds of years, but now three of them suddenly appear.
"I think when we were in China back then, not to mention the God Realm, it was difficult to see even a Transformation Realm Grandmaster. There were very few such strong people in a city. Now there are no less than twenty high-ranking Grandmasters alone." Han Zilong was speechless. It is in response to that sentence, what kind of circle, what kind of status determines who can get in touch with.
The large-scale gathering of Huajing masters like this is about the same as once in a hundred years. It's really money that touches people's hearts, and spirits that swallow the mind.
Without the tomb of the immortal being opened first, how could there be so many strong people meeting in normal times. Even many Huajing masters themselves were frightened by the huge formation in front of them.
"Earl Wilson, we've almost arrived. There are more than 30 masters of transformation, and three current gods are here. We can flatten the fountain of youth and turn our palms." A transcendent boldly said.
"There's no rush. Wait a minute, the Dark Titans haven't arrived yet." Earl Wilson shook his head. As far as he knew, there were far more than this number of powerful people in the nearby divine realm, and one more person was always more powerful.
There are so many alien wolves in the Fountain of Youth that even he, who is in the divine realm, is not sure of victory. Lin Lang and Lin Lang stood in the crowd, ready to observe for a while, but they were not in a hurry to show up.
About an hour later.
A dull, bell-like laughter came from a distance, and it got closer and closer. In the end, a huge black object approached from the sky, like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the whole ground trembled three times.
That's not a meteorite.
It was an extremely muscular man with dark skin and black curly hair, at least two meters two and three, and his wrist was twice as thick as an ordinary person's thigh. He was carrying a huge iron anchor that was as thick as a plate and taller than a normal person by a head, and was wrapped in chains all over his body, which seemed to weigh ten thousand catties no matter how small it was.
Such a big man with an iron anchor on his back, it's no wonder that when it landed, it was like a meteorite hitting the earth, stepping on the ground to create a deep pit of one and a half meters!
"Dark Titan!"
Han Zilong's pupils shrank.