Chapter 460 Fighting Earl Wilson

Lin Lang, who was walking far away, didn't know that someone had already set his mind on him at this moment, choosing the treasure and finally making a wedding dress for others. Of course, it doesn't matter even if he knows, Earl Wilson is definitely not among his fears.

This person walked side by side until they reached the bookshelves in the last three rows. The crystal butler couldn't help but smiled: "This blood man is cunning, and he doesn't want to ask for trouble in the end. The master enlightened my spiritual wisdom and let me guard How can a proving ground not have the ability to identify cultivation?"

Obviously, what happened to Earl Wilson was purely intentional by the crystal steward.

"Your master is able to open up such a large trial field and rich types of treasures. He must be an extraordinary person who has made history." Lin Lang said intentionally or unintentionally.

Butler Crystal nodded: "Naturally. My master, Beihan Sword Immortal, was an extremely strong man in that life, and one of the strongest people under this starry sky. He has always had great ambitions, and he has always taken the pursuit of immortality as his own mission. , He aims to get out of this world under the starry sky, unites dozens of supreme powers to venture into the extreme north, and intends to explore the mystery here."

"A city in the ice and snow, a grand pass like the Thirty-third Pass is not something ordinary people can build." Lin Lang also nodded. But the crystal steward shook his head and said, "The thirty-third level was not written by my master."

"Long before my master explored this place, the thirty-third level already existed. It is said that it is related to some secrets of ancient times. Even if the master has a world-class cultivation level, he can't fight alone. This is why many people with lofty ideals from all over the world are called to go to it." Far North."

"It's a pity that the heavens failed to fulfill people's wishes. The master has disappeared since he left, and there has been no news for thousands of years. Until that accident occurred, those warriors who failed to pass the thirty-third level were also trapped here. The first-floor hall It has become a mass grave, and the gate of the Thirty Gates has never been opened again. Forget it, you don’t understand.” The voice of the crystal butler was a little low, with a touch of sadness.

Lin Lang was a little silent. It was impossible to guess what happened in that era from the few words of the crystal steward. The crystal steward himself didn't know much about it. After all, it had never really passed the thirty-third level.

"If there is a chance, I will give you back your freedom and help you escape from this place." Lin Lang patted the Crystal Butler on the shoulder to express his comfort.

"It's easier said than done. I am charged with the task of forbidden law, and I can't leave here until the city gate is opened. To open the city gate, I need the staff of the archangel, the blood gui of purgatory, and the golden seal. Only when there are countless treasures are there. In today's world, apart from the master, no one has such a great appeal."

The Archangel's Staff came from the Temple, which is where the Son of Light was born. Although Lin Lang didn't have much contact with it, he still knew that the water in the Temple was very deep. The Son of Light can only be counted as a peripheral member, and even today, in the Dharma-ending era, there are a large number of powerful people in the divine realm.

Even forces like the Temple regard the Staff of the Archangel as a lifeblood sacred weapon. How easy is it to get the Staff of the Archangel through the Temple? And the purgatory blood gui came from the dark castle of the vampire, and had to face countless purebred dark vampires, and the golden seal was even more mysterious...

Who can summon the most powerful forces in the world, such as the blood clan and the temple, and let them take out the holy weapon with one sentence, only Beihan Sword Immortal!

"Let's go, I'll take you to choose a treasure."

Shaking his head, the Crystal Butler felt extremely disappointed, and then led Lin Lang into the last three rows of bookcases. Lin Lang glanced carefully, skipping over the finished third- and fourth-tier spirit weapons and panacea, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and finally stopped at the second-to-last row of bookshelves.

As he pointed behind him, there was a golden ball of light hovering on the bookshelf, like a floating cloud, floating up and down in his hand.

"Are you sure you want to choose the Xuanjin Spiritual Soul? If it is not a master craftsman who has no other use for refining fifth-order spiritual weapons, in my opinion it is not as good as a realm-breaking pill, which can raise a realm even under the immortal."

The crystal butler confirmed again. Lin Lang nodded. There are many extraordinary things on the last three rows of bookshelves, and there are even elixirs above the fourth rank. Although they are so dry that most of their essence has been lost, they are still amazingly effective.

"I'll choose him." Lin Lang shook his head. The golden soul may be useless to others, but for him it is a necessary material for cultivating the golden body.

"Okay." The crystal steward didn't say much, and handed over the black gold soul to Lin Lang after the records were filed. After choosing the reward, Lin Lang had no reason to stay and walked out of the treasure house.

Earl Wilson had been waiting outside, very impatient, until Lin Lang appeared, his eyes brightened, and he stepped forward to Lin Lang.

"Lin Youye, you have a lot of luck, and I don't know what treasure you got in the last three rows. Can you show it to open everyone's eyes." Earl Wilson smiled, his smile was a little cold.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Lang glanced lightly.

"We're just curious, and we're not greedy for you. We're just looking at it. This request shouldn't be too much." At this time, the ancestor of the Hongmen also chose the reward and walked out of the door, saying aloud.

The killer king followed suit, although he didn't speak, but the meaning of forcing the palace was self-evident.

"I can't satisfy your curiosity." Lin Lang frowned. Unexpectedly, the Xuanjin Spirit Soul that he had just obtained was targeted by three gods.

"Then I'll have to pick it up myself."

Earl Wilson sneered, and his divine realm bloomed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which had a lot to do with the exercises he practiced.

People of the blood clan need to improve their bloodlines for cultivation, and the best way is to consume human blood with a special physique. The stronger the cultivation level, the higher the strength of the human bloodlines, which is more effective for the bloodlines cultivation.

Lin Lang is naturally not afraid. He has always robbed others. This is the first time in his life that he has been targeted by others. If he does not show his strength

, I am afraid that he will be slaughtered as a fat sheep.

He stepped out with a single step, his fist was covered with green light, and then spread to the whole arm, like a green dragon curling up, punching forward. The wind of the fist pierced through the air, and Earl Wilson sneered and raised his fist to greet him.

Boom!

The sound of the collision was not loud, but in a closed space like the proving ground, it was like a muffled thunder, deafening, and one could imagine the force of the collision. As soon as the two fists touched, Earl Wilson took a few steps back with an ugly expression on his face.

Not evenly divided, in the confrontation with God Realm in terms of strength, Earl Wilson actually lost, and lost in the hands of a junior whose actual cultivation level did not exceed that of God Realm!

"You bastard." Earl Wilson roared angrily, and a mass of blood-colored energy gathered around him, surging like a tidal wave. In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored tide has formed, surging and surging, and the surging energy fluctuates like an abyss like a sea, covering one space.

Being in an area shrouded in blood, one has a feeling of blood gushing out, the blood in the body seems to be summoned by an unknown name, and it is about to break out of the body.

This is the innate secret technique of the blood race. If you are fighting with a vampire, the chaotic blood in your body will greatly limit the opponent's strength, forcing the opponent to be distracted and suppressed. He can only display 90% of his full strength at most.

"The throbbing of the blood. This old guy is really serious. It's the first time he used this trick in decades. The physical strength of the blood race is only in the middle and lower reaches. What's really changing is their divine channel method." Hongmen patriarch Watching quietly from the side, Earl Wilson began to compete with the divine channeling technique, fearing that Lin Youye would be in danger.

The Killer God didn't intend to intervene either. After all, everyone has the arrogance of the gods, and if it is not an opponent who can't deal with it, they generally don't bother to attack in groups.

"Small tricks."

Lin Lang showed sarcasm, raised his hand and pressed down, the blood of the riot slowly calmed down, and no longer flooded. He has many methods to deal with these blood races. If the blood race is pure blood, it can affect him a little through the talent secret technique, but Earl Wilson is not one of them.

At this moment, Lin Lang flew up, surrounded by golden clouds all over the sky, and every punch brought countless shadows of fists to suppress him. Earl Wilson didn't dare to be careless, he opened his mouth and spit out a sharp blood sword, stabbing into the sky.

"Blood Sword." At the same time as the words fell, the sharp blood sword split into thousands of shadows, each of which was real and couldn't be more real. It was not a phantom, but a blood essence condensed into a real blood sword.

Lin Langta kept punching in the air, and he didn't know how many punches he punched in just a few seconds. I saw countless blood swords shattered in front of him, turning into strands of pure blood energy and turning back.

Earl Wilson sucked in his mouth, and the lost blood essence returned to his body, turning it into monstrous combat power again. This is the difficulty of the blood race. If he cannot be killed in one go, the circulating blood essence is enough to exhaust the opponent to exhaustion.

"Condensation!"

At this moment, Lin Lang lightly recited the incantation, pinched three fingers, and the blood essence in the space instantly solidified, and it was difficult to return to the body no matter how Earl Wilson summoned it.

"This..." Earl Wilson's complexion changed, his eyes narrowed, and he said rather unsteadily, "Where did you get the secret method to restrain my blood race?"

Lin Lang didn't answer, he fell from the sky, his body swooped down, and the third form of the Golden Elephant Fist was activated. The barbaric breath came across the ages, and the dazzling golden color made his whole person luxurious.

Lin Lang used to be able to use the Golden Elephant Fist to kill the gods, but now he is no longer what he used to be, and he is the strongest form of the Golden Elephant Fist. Be careful and fear of life-threatening.

Earl Wilson also felt the terrifying power of this punch, could not help but look solemn, and took a deep breath. The Golden Elephant Fist landed, and Earl Wilson suddenly disappeared. At the place where he disappeared, a group of red-eyed bats were transformed into flying around.

A few of the red-eyed bats were shrouded in the golden elephant punch and killed, and the rest gathered around the corner and returned to the body of Earl Wilson. Earl Wilson's face was flushed and he spat out blood.

Obviously, using such a secret technique also cost him a lot, and it is not always possible to use it. In this state, Earl Wilson's aura was a bit vain, and he looked at Lin Lang full of fear.

"How long do you two have to wait and see? There are still two floors below. If we keep him, I'm afraid we won't get anything." Earl Wilson shouted.

The patriarch of Hongmen and the God of Killer looked at each other, and they both took a step forward at this moment, with a majestic aura raging. Seeing that the situation is about to evolve into one against three.

This is the teaming up of three god-level powerhouses!

"Provoking private fights is not allowed in the proving grounds. Violators will be expelled from the proving grounds permanently and will be disqualified from the assessment." The crystal steward interrupted suddenly.

"You!" Earl Wilson's expression was not very good. This crystal butler was born with spiritual wisdom, and he deliberately targeted him before, and now he is even so obviously partial to Lin Lang.

As soon as the crystal butler raised his hand, the wind and cloud gathered, and his spiritual power began to go berserk. An extremely inflated energy emerged from his hands. That punch was as fast as a gust of wind, but its strength was as heavy as Mount Tai. Facing this palm, he felt irresistible .

"The gap in strength is so great that you can't even compete?" Earl Wilson murmured, and was blown away.

boom!

Earl Wilson's body shattered and turned into a cloud of blood mist. This cloud of blood mist wrapped his belongings and fled away. The crystal butler did not continue to hunt down, but it is expected that Earl Wilson lost all his combat power even if he did not die at this moment.

As for whether he can recover in the future, it can only depend on his chance, in short, there is not much hope. But even if he recovers by luck, it is impossible to reach the peak.

"As a proving ground

Home, how can you deliberately favor people. "The ancestor of Hongmen was very displeased: "You have to be fair, you don't allow fighting, why didn't you just say that you have to wait for Earl Wilson to suffer a loss before taking half of his life. "

"I'm the strongest here. I don't care what I say. I'm the manager here. Even if I donate the entire treasure house, it's just based on my likes and dislikes. Do you understand?" The crystal butler smiled and said disapprovingly.

The ancestor of Hongmen and the others were speechless. They really don't know if it was a mistake to give spiritual wisdom to this puppet when Beihan Sword Immortal was still there. This puppet has a mind of his own...

Lin Lang glanced around, but the old blind man had disappeared.

In the main hall on the first floor. The blood mist surged, and a bloody figure appeared staggeringly. At this moment, Earl Wilson was almost seriously injured and dying, lying weakly on the spot.

After a while, Earl Wilson finally regained some strength, stood up with difficulty, and glanced across the entire main hall. There was still a bit of shock on his face.

In front of his eyes, there were countless corpses lying here and there in the main hall, most of them were rotten, and there were still many naked human bones on the ground. Weapons and other debris are all over the ground, few of them are intact, and the ground is even more bumpy. It is obvious that a battle between superpowers once broke out.

Earl Wilson was so shocked that every weapon that was destroyed on the ground was at least a third-order spiritual weapon. That is to say, the two sides that had fought were at least God-level powerhouses!

At the end of the hall, there were three figures leaning against the wall. Their bodies were still well preserved. One of them was wearing a black high-necked moon night windbreaker with a red lining and barb-shaped decoration around the neckline.

"Which generation of prince is this?" Earl Wilson breathed heavily. At such a close distance, he could clearly feel the same kind of blood that was close at hand. Even though the latter has died, the suppression of the low-ranking blood race by the upper class is still maintained.

Suddenly, a glint of light rose from the eyes of the prince who was leaning on the wall. Earl Wilson was stunned, and a glint of light flashed away from his eyes, which looked extremely strange.

In less than a while, Earl Wilson had a coquettish smile on his lips. He moved his muscles and bones, and his physical body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is a supreme bloodline secret technique. In the past, Earl Wilson was not qualified to touch it at all.

"Finally I can go back. After that battle, the thirty-third level has become tattered." Earl Wilson said to himself, turning into a ray of light, and the pattern of the thirty-third level was in front of him. It was in vain, the pattern trembled, and a gap burst out, and one step out, it was already outside the pass.