Chapter 120 Wang Lin’s return

Xu Hao is a sixth generation disciple of the Lingwu Sect of Julu Kingdom, the third-level cultivation country. At this time, he was sitting on a huge pumice stone and sorting out his spoils of war in the past few years. At this moment, his voice-transmitting jade slip flashed violently.

Xu Hao frowned slightly, took out the jade slip and placed it on his forehead, and a rapid voice suddenly rang out in his spiritual sense.

"So quickly come to the 48-degree northwest corner, where a masterless spiritual sense appears here!"

The voice transmitter is Ge Yang, a friend he met on the battlefield outside the domain. Both of them have cultivation levels in the late stage of foundation building, and often join forces to kill people and seize treasures, and they cooperate quite well.

After hearing this, Xu Hao's expression changed slightly, and then he showed an expression of ecstasy. His spiritual consciousness was the most precious thing on the battlefield outside the domain, and it was even rarer than a complete magic weapon.

Only those powerful cultivators who leave the body after death and are destroyed will have a very small chance of having a trace of spiritual consciousness scattered.

Xu Hao didn't know the specific function of this spiritual consciousness, but he clearly remembered that the moment he entered the battlefield outside the domain, the envoy of the superior cultivation country listed a list, and the ones in the top ten were obviously one of the spiritual consciousness.

The items on the order must be handed over after getting them, and a certain reward will be given. Thinking of this, Xu Hao felt his heart beating wildly. Without saying a word, his body moved and flew towards the northwest corner.

When he came here, he found that there were many people gathered here. There was a huge cover in the distance, with a huge blue light spot inside the cover. The spot floated in the air and did not move.

Xu Hao's eyes showed a greedy look. Without saying a word, he slapped the storage bag, took out a pitch-black fork and rushed all the way.

Let’s talk about Wang Lin. He quietly waited for the appearance of the space crack. After a long time, eight cracks suddenly appeared within the range of his spiritual consciousness.

Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness immediately penetrated, cut it off, and sent out eight spiritual consciousnesses.

This process continues, and Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness is getting less and less, and the spiritual consciousness sent out is countless.

The extraterritorial battlefield has been in a state of madness in the past three years. Since the Lordless Spiritual Knowledge that suddenly appeared three years ago was snatched away by Xu and Ge, all the people who cleaned up the extraterritorial battlefield were crazy. Almost every day after that, spiritual consciousness appeared on the extraterritorial battlefield.

This spiritual consciousness is so numerous that it is unimaginable. This strange scene. If it were usual, it would definitely attract the attention of the superior cultivation country, but in the past three years, the superior cultivation country has not sent anyone to investigate.

The battlefield outside the territory is now extremely unstable. Due to some inexplicable reasons, people inside cannot go out and people outside cannot come in.

In the final analysis, the problem still occurs in the space cracks. In the past decade, there have been too many space cracks in the entire extraterritorial battlefield, especially the several entrances, which are densely packed with almost countless.

The answer obtained by the strong men of the fourth and fifth level cultivation countries is that the extraterritorial battlefield is approaching the brink of collapse. At this time, even a master of the Nascent Soul stage enters, it is very likely to cause an uncontrollable collapse.

As for asking people from the Sixth-level Cultivation Kingdom to repair it, the cost is too high. Even if you know that there are a large amount of spiritual consciousness in the battlefield outside the domain, it is still not enough to pay for the repair. This is after several Five-level Cultivation Kingdoms share with each other.

And most importantly, there is not only one extraterritorial battlefield, and there is no need to repair a battlefield that is about to collapse. So generally speaking, if the extraterritorial battlefield does not have the effect of spell reinforcement, this battlefield will be abandoned.

But what made these strong men puzzled is that the budget of this battlefield can be used for at least a few thousand years, but why did it suddenly deteriorate in just ten years?

They didn't know that the reason for all this was actually to be traced to Wang Lindi. If it weren't for his long-term impact, it wouldn't have been like this.

The time of the space crack is completely different from the extraterritorial battlefield. Spending a hundred years in the void of the space crack, the extraterritorial battlefield is only one year.

To be precise, the time when Wang Lin hit the crack in the space crack was 7 years for the outside world, but in fact, it was 700 years.

The continuous impact of 700 years has caused the accelerated deterioration of the extraterritorial battlefields. Now, no cultivator from the level 4 or 5 cultivation country dares to enter this extraterritorial battlefield.

He could only send a voice to enter, tell the cultivators from the third-level cultivation country to cancel the cleanup work, make every effort to find spiritual consciousness, and then open the teleportation array uniformly to pick everyone away.

Wang Lin had long forgotten the time, and his spiritual consciousness was getting weaker and smaller. Now he no longer continued to cut off his spiritual consciousness, but was waiting for a larger crack to appear.

On this day, a space crack that was several times larger than before appeared within Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness. Wang Lin did not hesitate and got in.

Ma Liang took a fancy to a magic weapon. This magic weapon was like the ink light he encountered back then. It was something that could fly automatically. For this magic weapon, Ma Liang was exhausted and chased after him for three days.

He smiled bitterly at the flying sword in front of him with purple light, and thought to himself that if the shuttle had not been stolen back then, he would have been able to catch up with him easily and would not have been so tired.

Thinking of the shuttle, Ma Liang couldn't help but think of the Mo Guang. Over the past ten years, he had fantasized more than once what magic weapon was inside the Mo Guang that could be chased by the members of the Troll Clan. It can be seen that it must be an amazing magic weapon against the will.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I won't fight the teleportation channel early or late. But I'm about to fill the fifty-year period and I'll open it now. But no matter what, I can finally go home. In recent years, it's too dangerous. It's all the sudden sensation. When I get the flying sword, I'll go back to the assembly point. Hehe, junior sister, you must wait for me. Don't promise my elder brother. He is a beast with a personal face and a beastly heart. Only I am infatuated with you." Ma Liang murmured in his heart and continued to chase forward.

"But fifty years have passed, what is the younger sister now? Uh... She practiced the God of War Skills, and it is said that she has the effect of maintaining her face. She looks like she is in her thirties. If she becomes an old woman, then I'd better give up. Humph, only ten people from the God of War Temple are still alive. When I go back this time, I will definitely be focused on being cultivated by the head. Moreover, the bottle of elixir I got some time ago will be forever. Even if I go back, I will look like a young man in my twenties. What kind of girl I will look like when I can't find it." Ma Liang smiled, feeling that his whole body was full of motivation, and the speed seemed to be a little faster.

Ma Liang was proudly flying to two long rainbows from a distance, and in the blink of an eye approached Ma Liang. One of the long rainbows immediately surpassed Ma Liang, swaying at the flying sword in front of him, immediately revealing his figure. He saw a young man in his thirties. His eyes were too long, and he grabbed the flying sword with his big hand and threw it into the storage bag without looking at it. Then he turned around and stared at Ma Liang gloomyly.

At this time, another long rainbow also fell down. A middle-aged man in black stood behind Ma Liang and looked at him with a smile.

Ma Liang's expression changed slightly and he said in a lost voice: "Xu Hao, Ge Yang!" Ma Liang complained in his heart. He had seen the two of them from afar before, so he recognized them at a glance. These two were notorious and were interested in killing and catching treasures.

Ma Liang decisively tore off the storage bag and threw it directly to Xu Hao in front of him, begging: "Two fellow Taoists, all my gains over the years are here. Even if you take them, I only want to protect my life."

Xu Hao was stunned, but then he swept his spiritual sense at the storage bag, looked at Ma Liang, and smiled and said, "You are the most backbone I have ever seen, but you are also the most conscious of the times. Just let you go once today, get out!"

Ma Liang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to retreat when suddenly his face changed, and a mouthful of blood was spewing out. A flying sword penetrated through his chest. His body trembled and clearly felt that life was slowly passing. He struggled to turn around, stared at Ge Yang, with blood in his mouth, and said vaguely: "You..."

Ge Yang waved his hand and flew back to the flying sword. He said coldly: "I didn't say let you go." After that, he moved his body and didn't even look at Ma Liang, and flew into the distance.

Xu Hao shook his head at Ma Liang who was dying, and stood up to follow him. He knew in his heart that Ge Yang secretly hated Ma Liang for giving him the storage bag. He and Ge Yang had an agreement that whoever he had the storage bag was his own, and he could not compete for it anymore.

If Ma Liang gave the storage bag to Ge Yang just now, Xu Hao would have done the same.

Ma Liang's consciousness was already blurred. The figure of the junior sister appeared in front of him, and he gradually closed his eyes. At this moment, a huge space crack suddenly appeared beside Ma Liang's corpse, and a huge spiritual consciousness jumped out and rushed out.

After the spiritual consciousness appeared, it paused for a moment and immediately penetrated into Ma Liang's body. After a long time, Ma Liang suddenly opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed through his eyes.

The wound on his chest grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon recovered as before. A very cold voice came from his mouth:

"Teng Huayuan, I, Wang Lin, are back! My spiritual sense, return!"

Suddenly, in the entire battlefield outside the domain, all the spiritual consciousnesses of Wang Lin before, whether they were in someone else's storage bag, or were being stolen, were all trembling at this moment.

A series of spiritual consciousnesses quickly emerged from magic weapons, storage bags, and human bodies from various places on the battlefield outside the domain, gathering towards the place where Wang Lin was located regardless of everything.
Chapter completed!