Everyone looked puzzled, wondering how Wang Lin could have hidden himself from the three men.

All three of them are senior masters in the cultivation world, so they dare not act rashly.

They secretly wondered what secret technique allowed this person to hide and evade their perception.

“What is his real purpose? Is it accidental or intentional?”

The three masters of magic had different thoughts in their minds. They all stood there for a while, thinking hard.

At the same time, King Xuan Ye sensed a familiar aura from Wang Lin and couldn’t help but feel suspicious:
“This person… could it be the cultivator who took away the Vajra Shield that day?” Thinking of this person’s unfathomable cultivation, King Xuan Ye’s expression changed constantly, and his mind was in a state of confusion.

In comparison, Wang Lin seemed exceptionally calm.

He was seen with his hands behind his back, his spiritual awareness rapidly surging, exploring the yellow sand restrictions around him.

Although these restrictions are mysterious and complicated, they are just a piece of cake for him.

Even without using the powerful cultivation of the late Nascent Soul stage, he could easily break it with the help of the formation technique.

The yellow-robed man hesitated for a moment, then finally asked:
“I wonder what your name is, and why you came to the Snow Ridge Mountains?”

“My last name is Wang, and I am just passing through here. Are you satisfied with this arrangement, fellow Taoist?”

Wang Lin’s tone was slightly cold, showing a hint of impatience.

“Fellow Daoist, you may not know that we have spent a lot of energy to set up this yellow sand formation. Once the restrictions are removed, the old demon may take the opportunity to escape.”

“Why don’t you be patient for a while? After we kill the old demon, we will let you go.”

The yellow-robed man looked embarrassed, his eyes turned slightly, and then he spoke.

King Xuan Ye was extremely anxious when he heard this. If he really acted according to the thief’s words, he would be in great danger.

Thinking of this, King Xuanye shouted hurriedly:

“Friend Wang, you must not trust the words of these three people, otherwise you will only fall into a desperate situation.”

“If they kill me, how can they let you go!”

“As long as you help me break the formation, I will swear by my inner demon that I will repay you for your help.”

King Xuanye looked solemn and spoke seriously.

Wang Lin looked calm, with his eyebrows slightly raised.

When the yellow-robed man heard this, his expression suddenly darkened.

“Fellow Daoist, please weigh the pros and cons before making a decision.”

“If you help this old demon, you will be an enemy of the three of us. Don’t blame us for being ruthless. We will definitely deal with you all together. In this yellow sand formation, even if the two of you join forces, you will still be defeated.”

In that mysterious realm of immortal heroes, the big man in yellow robe said to King Xuan Ye in a half-threatening and half-inviting tone: “Don’t be afraid, fellow Taoist!”

King Xuanye’s eyes flashed with brilliance, and he quickly launched an offensive to win over Wang Lin, the only “surprise” person present.

“Fellow Daoist, as long as you help me protect it for a while, reinforcements will arrive, and from then on, you can rest assured.”

He said eagerly.

When Wang Lin heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at King Xuan Ye.

He thought to himself that if his memory was correct, there must be more than one corpse bead in King Xuanye’s hand.

The corpse bead is a rare weapon for body-refining techniques.

If he could obtain the corpse bead, it would undoubtedly greatly increase the speed of practicing the Ming Wang Jue.

Maybe within ten years, I will be able to comprehend the cultivation secrets of the other two body-protection techniques.

Just as Wang Lin was thinking, the big man in yellow robe in the distance was already showing signs of anxiety.

There was a flash of ferocity in his eyes, and then he shouted loudly:

“Brother Xuanye, do you know why the Seven Demonic Winds and the Three Evils of Huangchen who are beside Daoist Fellow Tianfeng and I are not here?”

Hearing this, King Xuanye’s expression suddenly changed, and an uneasy thought arose in his mind.

“What do you want to say!!!”

King Xuanye stared at the yellow-robed man and questioned loudly.

“Hahaha!”

The yellow-robed man laughed loudly and said:
“Since you left the mausoleum, I have ordered the rearrangement of the formation. At this moment, your mausoleum has been firmly trapped.”

“Although it is difficult for them to break into the tomb, it is not difficult to delay the time. Moreover…”

Upon hearing this, King Xuan Ye’s eyes turned bloodshot, and his murderous intent towards Master Kuang Sha had almost materialized.

If he had not been trapped in the formation, he might have rushed forward and fought with him.

Seeing King Xuanye so angry, Master Kuangsha became even more proud and smiled:

“What’s more, it’s noon now, and the Yin energy of the earth veins is weak. I’m afraid the power of your Heavenly Corpse Technique has been greatly reduced.”

When King Xuan Ye heard this, his face turned pale, and a layer of dark energy shone through him. He spoke grimly:
“Good, very good! I didn’t expect you to have studied my Heavenly Corpse Technique so thoroughly!”

“Today, I will let you witness the true power of the Heavenly Corpse Technique.”

Seeing that there was no hope of reinforcements, King Xuan Ye was shocked and angry, and naturally did not want to sit and wait for death.

He knew very well that if he wanted to survive today, he could only rely on Wang Lin.

King Xuan Ye took a deep breath and spat out a ball of black dirty blood, which instantly turned into a fist-sized black rune and quickly sank into his forehead.

The runes emitted a strange black light, the grayish-white corpse energy rolled on the old demon’s body, and the roar from his mouth was as deafening as that of a wild beast.

Seeing this, the big man in yellow robe didn’t know what kind of magical power King Xuan Ye was going to use, but he decisively gave the order:
“Do it, don’t delay any further.”

Master Kuangsha immediately tapped the gourd, and a large amount of yellow sand rolled out. It instantly condensed into a huge sand dragon several meters long and pounced on King Xuanye.

A sound of breaking air was heard in the hurricane, and more than a hundred huge wind blades shot out, with dazzling white light and shocking screams.

At the same time, more than ten flying knives appeared in the magic cloud, shining black.

It was only an inch long when it first appeared, and instantly turned into a dark rainbow a few feet long, coming quietly under the cover of the wind blade.

King Xuan Ye completed the spell at the critical moment.

He roared, his crown fell off, his long hair fluttered wildly, his body rose taller, and he turned into the original form of the Ten Thousand Year Old Corpse King.

It has thick green hair, sharp nails, a ferocious face and exposed fangs.

At this moment, the sand dragon, wind blade and black rainbow arrived together. King Xuan Ye showed a grim smile and spit out a golden bead, which turned into a giant golden hand and went straight for the sand dragon.

At the same time, he waved his arms like a phantom, and the green claws formed a net to protect his body, and he actually wanted to use his body to block the attack.

The wind blade and the black rainbow slashed fiercely on the green shadow claw net. The white light and the black light intertwined and flashed, quickly enveloping King Xuanye’s figure.

There was a loud bang, and green light rolled where King Xuan Ye was standing. The wind blade and the black rainbow were blown away by the huge force at the same time.

King Xuan Ye, who practiced the way of the Heavenly Corpse, revealed his true form as a Corpse King. His claws were incomparably hard, three times stronger than ordinary magic weapons.

Just one strike broke the combined attack of the wind blade and the flying knife.

At the same time, the golden hand transformed from the golden bead rolled over with the sand dragon, grabbed the sand dragon’s neck and temporarily controlled it.

Wang Lin watched coldly, his expression slightly moved.

It was beyond his expectation that this guy with a strong corpse-like aura could still be so ferocious even after being seriously injured.

The big man in yellow robe was delighted to see that the sand dragon was subdued instead of angry, and pointed at the struggling sand dragon.

The sand dragon’s entire body flashed with yellow light, and its body suddenly turned into loose sand to escape the control of the golden hand. It then condensed into a ball again and wrapped the golden hand.

The big man had a stern look on his face, his eyes swept across King Xuan Ye and Wang Lin like icy blades, and then he silently made hand gestures.

The yellow sand and fog were surging all around, raising sand waves more than ten feet high, rolling towards the center. A strange sound could be heard faintly in the sand, sometimes louder and sometimes softer, making people uneasy.

He activated the large formations around him, intending to use the power of the formation to strangle King Xuan Ye in the center.

When the big man in yellow robe looked at him, a sneer appeared on Wang Lin’s lips.

Originally, he planned to sit back and watch the fight, and then take action after both were injured, especially King Xuanye. As the body of a corpse king, he had a corpse bead in his body, which was extremely valuable to him.

The other three were also Nascent Soul cultivators, and killing them would be a great gain for himself.

But what Wang Lin didn’t expect was that Master Kuangsha couldn’t help but want to attack him. Now that the formation was approaching, it was obvious that he wanted to strangle him together. Wang Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, then waved his sleeves, and a golden arc flew out of his sleeves.

The evil-repelling divine thunder escaped from Wang Lin’s hand and transformed into a golden dragon, circling in the air.

“Boom!”

The divine thunder collided with the black sand, instantly creating a huge gap.

If Wang Lin was not worried about destroying the formation and allowing King Xuan Ye to escape, there would be no need for him to restrain his cultivation to this extent.

The color of the gap suddenly changed, a cold wind blew up, countless black gravels emerged, and black gas gushed out from the gravel.

“go with!”

Wang Lin’s expression was calm. He just stretched out a finger and controlled the evil-repelling divine thunder to flash past in the air.

Wherever the golden arc passed, all the black silk was swept away, and even a large open area was opened up in the sand fog.

“call out!”

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

Wang Lin sneered and dodged slightly to the side.

At this moment, a long red spear that looked like a magic weapon pierced through the place where he was originally standing.

The long spear circled in the air and then flew back quickly.

Wang Lin raised his head and looked coldly in the direction where the spear came from.

Where the evil cloud was, blue light flickered.

The evil cloud was thick, yet to Ming Qingling’s insight it seemed to be nothingness.

Wang Lin observed every move of an old man in a green robe.

The old man looked at Wang Lin in shock, obviously not expecting him to be so powerful.

Even a full-strength attack as a sneak attack could not cause any harm to Wang Lin.

At the same time, a silver light flashed at the edge of the magic cloud, and Wang Lin appeared with his fists clenched.

There was a golden light flashing on his body, and accompanied by a rumbling sound, a layer of golden electric clothes emerged.

Wang Lin’s face was grim and he disappeared again.

The old man in the magic cloud felt a chill in his heart, and without thinking, he spit out a small green sword, which turned into a green rainbow light and flew around his body.

This was still not enough to reassure him. Just as he was about to use a few more magic weapons, a thunderclap suddenly came from the side.

Electric arcs danced wildly around Wang Lin, and he instantly appeared several feet away.

He was covered in dazzling golden arcs, like the god of thunder descending to the earth, and his power was shocking.

The surrounding demonic clouds were no match for his powerful strength and were swept away in an instant.

As the space suddenly opened up, an area of ​​about ten feet in size appeared, trapping the old man inside, leaving him nowhere to hide.

“what!”

The old man in green robe couldn’t help but let out a cry of surprise, and instantly realized that the situation was critical. With a flash of spiritual light around him, he tried to escape from here quickly.

Since Wang Lin showed up here, how could he let him go?

“Crack!”

A dazzling golden flame surged out.

The fire of the Heavenly Phoenix suddenly swept over and landed easily on the wall of light.

After a slight “click” sound, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

The wall of light that the old man was so proud of disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

“not good!”

When the old man saw the scene before him, his heart sank and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

He didn’t care about anything else and quickly reached into the storage bag, trying to take out the protective treasure.

But it was too late.

The old man in green robe was surprised to find that his body could not move at all and he could only allow the golden flame to attack him.

Wang Lin’s face was stern and he quickly made hand gestures with his hands.

The old man’s body and Nascent Soul turned to ashes in the raging fire.

Wang Lin counterattacked and killed the old man in green robe who attacked him. The whole process took only a moment.

The yellow-robed burly man and Fang Jianshan were unable to rescue in time. Seeing Wang Lin kill a mid-stage cultivator of the same level so easily, they were greatly shocked and their faces turned pale.

After the yellow-robed old man urgently transmitted a few words, he and Tianfeng Zhenjun quickly put away their magic weapons, retreated into the sand fog and disappeared.

Despite being seriously injured, King Xuanye still managed to block several waves of attacks with the toughness of his corpse body.

However, his eyes were full of strangeness when he looked at Wang Lin, full of shock and uneasiness.

King Xuan Ye thought that if he had not been seriously injured and trapped in the mausoleum, he would never have been able to kill a cultivator of the same level as easily as Wang Lin, and even his Nascent Soul would have been completely destroyed.

The magical power displayed by Wang Lin made King Xuanye feel cold in his heart, and he secretly wondered whether Wang Lin had reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Because Wang Lin concealed his cultivation level, King Xuanye was unable to detect his true realm.

King Xuan Ye took a deep breath and was glad that he only sent an avatar to look for Wang Lin in the beginning. If he had personally hunted him down at that time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

After returning to the mountains, the connection between him and the two incarnations had disappeared, and he secretly thought that the two might have been killed by Wang Lin.

Although he felt uneasy, he still believed that it was Wang Lin who did it and attributed the disappearance of the two incarnations to Wang Lin.

Just as he was hesitating whether to communicate with Wang Lin, the magic array around him suddenly changed drastically, which caught his attention.

The originally yellow sand mist changed color in an instant, and in the dimness, the black sand that trapped Wang Lin’s flying sword was faintly visible.

These grains of sand are different from ordinary yellow sand. They sparkle with a cold black light and are densely spread in the sand fog, looking extremely strange.

As the black sand emerged, the shrill howling of ghosts and wolves suddenly rang out all around.

The sand and gravel instantly turned into thick black sand mist, pressing towards the center with a surging force.

“Not good! The old ghost Kuangsha actually poured out all the Soul-Falling Sand and merged it into the restriction.” A Taoist friend exclaimed.

“Fellow Daoist, these Soul-Falling Sands cannot be resisted by any ordinary magic weapon. You can only rely on your own cultivation to withstand them.” Another fellow Daoist reminded.

“However, since he has so much soul-falling sand to mobilize, his mana must be strained and it will be difficult for him to last long. He only needs to survive a few rounds of fierce attacks and he will be safe.”

King Xuanye’s face turned grim, and he quickly shouted a warning to Wang Lin.

At this moment, he and Wang Lin were in the same boat, so naturally he did not want this powerful helper to encounter any accidents.

I have seen Wang Lin use a golden arc of electricity to break through this sand once before.

But facing such a massive attack of Soul-Falling Sand, he really couldn’t believe that Wang Lin could resist it again with just those arcs of electricity. (End of this chapter)