Chapter 394 The Weakest Infant Transformation and the Real Wang Lin

Li Yuanfeng took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zeng Niu, don't affect others in the battle between you and me. You retreat, withdraw thousands of miles away, and you must not enter!"

The god-transforming monks from the Snow Country retreated one after another. When they came, they were angry and frightened when they retreated. This obvious contrast made many people feel bitter and fearful of Wang Lin.

The power of a single word is equivalent to a baby-transformed monk.

Wang Lin moved his body, and as he stepped under his feet, he immediately soared into the air and punched Li Yuanfeng. Before the fist could reach, a whistling momentum of breaking through the air was already heard in the air.

"Li Yuanfeng, what happened two years ago, today we will break up!" Wang Lin shouted coldly, and his figure instantly came to Li Yuanfeng's front, and his fist fell down with a bang.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were too long and his body retreated. He slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and a small black-skinned drum as big as a palm appeared in his hand. As soon as he touched it, the drum immediately emitted a thunderous sound.

The sound is extremely strange, not like the sound of a drum, but like the beating of the heart.

As the sound came, Wang Lin immediately noticed that his heart was beating was being pulled by a strange force. He looked as usual, his eyes were cold, and he snorted lightly, and his right fist fell down without stopping.

Li Yuan's cover face changed, and the small drum in his hand sounded louder and faster.

Wang Lin roared lowly, and the strange force that pulled his heart to beat suddenly collapsed. He punched the drum with a punch.

"boom"

Li Yuanfeng's body retreated again. The small drum shattered and turned into flying ashes and dissipated.

Wang Lin looked cold and forced himself forward.

"Li Yuanfeng, is this the strength of the Infant Change Period?" Wang Lin said coldly as he pursued.

Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, and when he stepped back, he roared, and suddenly pressed his hands on his chest, and suddenly a crystal light spit out from his mouth.

The crystal light instantly grew into an ice and snow giant about ten feet tall. Li Yuanfeng moved his body and disappeared into the ice and snow giant.

The giant roared, his voice straight into the sky, and he rumbling around.

Wang Lin's eyes narrowed. The giant's appearance was almost the same as the magic weapon used by Hongdie back then, but it was slightly smaller.

With a huge roar, he stepped forward and hit Wang Lin in a bang.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with strange light. The strength of the ancient god's body was only slightly frustrated in the battle of the Heavenly Envoy. At this moment, facing the giant, Wang Lin laughed loudly, rushed forward, and bombarded the giant.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

The continuous sound of fists hitting spread wildly, and the earth shattered as the two of them continued to fight, and more cracks in the sky were increasing, as if they were about to collapse.

When each punch was swung out, Wang Lin's eyes became colder. The strength of the three-star ancient god's body was incredible. He couldn't even feel the pain. Every punch was just a little itchy.

On the other hand, when Li Yuanfeng turned into a giant, after each punch, some fine cracks appeared in his body. Every punch, he would roar and keep retreating.

"Li Yuanfeng, today, you will die!" Wang Lin punched out,

"Bang"

Li Yuanfeng retreated again, and there were more and more broken patterns on his body.

"Broken!" Wang Lin shouted loudly, and his body hit out loud, directly hitting the giant's chest.

There were crackling sounds all over the giant's body, and pieces of broken ice fell down and eventually collapsed completely. Li Yuanfeng spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out of it. His eyes were red and stared at Wang Lin, and hissed and shouted: "Zeng Niu, if I hadn't been injured, how could I let you be so humiliated? Forget it, I've been fighting for my cultivation and fell, and I'll kill you today!"

In addition to artistic conception, the magical powers of infant transformation monks are immortal power.

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were gloomy and he made gestures with his hands in front of him. Suddenly, a strange force vented wildly from his body, and pieces of tea appeared around Li Yuanfeng.

These tea leaves are crystal clear and scented, spreading around.

"The artistic conception is substantive..." Wang Lin's eyes flashed. When he was previously treated with the tea marks of Li Yuanfeng's artistic conception, a thought arises in his mind: Infant transformation into a monk should be able to make his artistic conception no longer illusory, but can form substance.

At this moment, when I saw Li Yuanfeng's artistic attack, this guess immediately had an answer.

In fact, in the battle to find Li Yuanfeng, revenge is the purpose, but another reason is that Wang Lin prepares for his infant transformation period.

At the level of his cultivation level, understanding the way of heaven is certainly one of the methods, but fighting with the Infant Transformation Stage is also a way to gain more insights.

In addition, there is another reason, which is also the focus of Wang Lin’s arrival in the Snow Country, which is the clue about the shadow of the broken arm who claimed to be Situ Nan!

Staring at the tea artistic conception around Li Yuanfeng's body, Wang Lin took a deep breath, and the soul in the ancient god's body immediately dispersed, communicating with the world. Suddenly, the entire sky that had been blocked by Li Yuanfeng seemed to have been torn apart, tearing a gap open, and a gray light vented wildly from it.

The gray light became more and more, and in the end, a huge scroll that occupied most of the sky suddenly appeared.

The axis of life and death!

"Will there be any change in the artistic conception of the clone and the deity combine..." Wang Lin thought of the illusory shadow formed after the deity's body when he fought in the cycle of reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao.

He moved his heart, and suddenly, three star dots that had disappeared after fusion appeared quickly and turned rapidly. Then, behind him, a huge figure slowly appeared.

The phantom was over the sky, stepped on the ground, and immediately stretched out his hands after appearing, grabbed the life and death reincarnation scroll in the sky, and stretched out his arms.

This strange scene made Li Yuanfeng stunned and stared at the sky in a daze, unable to speak for a long time. Although he had known that Zeng Niu's artistic conception was life and death, he suddenly saw the phantom of the giant and his heart was shaken.

"This... what kind of artistic conception is this!!"

Wang Lin took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the phantom of the ancient god and the artistic conception of the clone could be combined in this way. With a thought, he pointed his right hand at Li Yuanfeng.

The huge phantom in the sky shook the scroll in his hand, and a gray gas suddenly spread out from it, forming a translucent phantom like a messenger of the Heavenly Dao. The phantom could not see clearly, and the whole body was completely made of gray gas. After it appeared, it flew down and rushed towards Li Yuanfeng.

A sense of crisis when he was chased by Sun Tai's immortal thunder suddenly arose in Li Yuanfeng's heart. Without any hesitation, he shouted: "Tea Realm!"

Suddenly, the tea marks around him quickly became bigger and formed camellias and rotated around them, and the strange fragrance became stronger and stronger.

The gray-air phantom suddenly came, and it collided with the tea marks after a rush. In a silent manner, the phantom dissipated, but the tea marks also collapsed.

This collapse was completed in an instant. In almost the blink of an eye, all the tea marks around Li Yuanfeng's body disappeared, as if they had never appeared before, and the artistic conception surrounding him disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, Wang Lin felt that his soul was weak, as if some kind of force was pulled away. The scroll of life and death reincarnation in the sky dissipated, and the huge phantom slowly dissipated.

Li Yuan's cover was pale, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You are not in the late stage of the God Transformation... Your artistic conception has actually reached the infant transformation..." Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, his face pale, but his eyes were filled with madness.

"Immortal Power!" Li Yuanfeng mobilized the fairy power regardless of the suppressed injuries in his body. There were even more immortal power crystals in his hands, and a trace of immortal power surged wildly in his body.

It can absorb immortal power and use it, which is a typical standard for the infancy period.

At this moment, Li Yuanfeng mobilized all the immortal power in his body, and a huge pressure vented wildly on his body.

Wang Lin looked as usual, and slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and suddenly the soul banner was in his hand. With a tremor, countless souls roared out, forming dense black air in front of him.

At the same time, the forbidden banner also appeared in his hand, and waved the next roar of forbidden air appeared. At this moment, from a distance, Wang Lin's body was completely covered with rotating black mist, like a hurricane.

Li Yuanfeng stared at Wang Lin, showing a grim smile, and pinched his hands. Suddenly, fist-sized ice hockey pucks appeared around his body. This was the simplest spell, and almost everyone in the snow monks could do it.

But at this moment, these ice hockeys contain the power that can destroy the world.

"Zeng Niu, die!" Li Yuanfeng shouted loudly, and suddenly pushed forward with his hands. Suddenly, the ice hockey beside him was shocked and flew towards Wang Lin frantically.

When the soul and the forbidden energy touched the ice hockey, it did not stop at all, and quickly dissipated and turned into blue smoke.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with bright light. He could feel that all these ice hockeys contained immortal power, but the number was small.

"Look at how strong this ice hockey with a trace of immortal power is!" He moved, and rushed out of the black fog as fast as lightning. He growled and his right fist came out, bombarding an ice hockey with an ice hockey.

"Boom"

With a shocking sound, the entire Snow Country and even countless neighbors around felt the loud bombardment, echoing loudly. At this moment, the land of the entire Snow Country was shattering wildly, and the thick snow layer also collapsed.

Wang Lin's body quickly retreated, his right fist trembled slightly, and waves of frost appeared on his fist, but disappeared in an instant.

"If I reach the Infant Change Period, I can control the immortal power. If the immortal power flows in the soul banner, the power of the soul will definitely increase greatly. Similarly, the forbidden energy of the forbidden banner contains immortal power, and these two magic weapons will definitely be countless times stronger than before.

Even if the immortal sword is infused with the immortal power, it will definitely exert great power, which is absolutely a world of difference from before!" At this moment, Wang Lin had unprecedented expectations for the arrival of the infant transformation period, and his eyes flashed with strong light.

"Zeng Niu, die for me!" Li Yuanfeng's eyes were red, blue veins rose, and a ferocious look appeared on his face, but his body trembled slightly, which was a sign of overdrawing of his immortal power.
Chapter completed!