Tianshuai's face moved

"But now, you want to take my arm, it's impossible!" The man in the golden armor took a deep breath, stared at Wang Lin, and shook his head and said, "If you can ring fifteen times, Jin will swear to the Heavenly Demon here that he will give you his arm!"

"If you can't do it, shut up. If you are making noise, don't blame me for not taking action and ending you!" The man in golden armor snorted coldly.

Wang Lin looked at the man in golden armor coldly. This person had a high level of cultivation. Wang Lin had already known when he took the Sun Spear before that this person's cultivation should have reached the peak of the mid-stage level, and it was only a little short of winning the late stage!

Although this person's cultivation level is only one level away from Deputy Commander Xuan, the gap in this level is very big for Wang Lin!

This is second and most importantly, the skill this man practices is extremely domineering. Wang Lin immediately noticed the strangeness of this power when he took over the Sun's robbery. In his opinion, the magical power of this man in the golden armor is related to Yanghuo. The power of this magical power, combined with this person's cultivation, is enough to stand at the peak level in the same realm. Even if he is an ordinary late stage, this person dares to fight!

Unless he encounters a title and wins the title, it will be difficult for him to lose!

Of course, when fighting with this person, there is a huge difference between day and night! If it is day and noon, then you will definitely lose! But if it is cloudy at midnight and in a place with extremely heavy yin energy, it will be relatively easier to fight this person.

Withdrew his gaze, Wang Lin no longer looked at the man in golden armor, but fell on the demon drum. He had already beaten eight times, and the recoil force of the eighth drum broke the nearly three thousand layers of life mark.

"Even if Mo Lihai cannot play, I will ring eight times, and at most I will knock it. I am qualified to enter the top ten. I should not continue too much. Otherwise, if I get injured, it will be more cost-effective..."

"However, when I beat this demon drum, the sound of it attracted my mind. This feeling can only be felt when I listened to the sound of the piano by the river... Could it be that the sound of this demon drum is also in line with the Taoist thoughts..."

"The sound of this drum is not a Taoist thought, but the echoing power of this drum contains the word "reverse". The power of my knocking is to follow the will. If it rebounds, it is reverse!"

"This success and rebellion contains the changes in the way of heaven..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange light and stared at the demon drum in front of him. At this moment, he no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, and punched him!

The ninth drum sounded like a "dong" sounded!

The rebound force was like a flood, and it rushed into Wang Lin's right hand frantically. This rebound force was the reverse force, which was transmitted to Wang Lin's whole body. His mark of life quickly dissipated, one hundred, eight hundred, one thousand, two thousand two, three thousand four... Until the more than 3,600 layers of mark of life disappeared, although the rebound force was mostly half weak, some continued to impact.

More than 3,700 marks of Taoist life, all collapsed for the first time since Wang Lin obtained it!

As the last mark collapsed, the rebound force entered Wang Lin's body and wandered through his meridians like a bamboo shoot. Wang Lin's body was as if in a storm, his hair fluttered violently, and his whole body of clothes blew backwards.

His body involuntarily stepped backwards, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps... and retreated until nineteen steps. Wang Lin stepped back with his right leg and stopped!

His face was strangely rosy, and it took him a while to return to normal.

Seeing this scene, the man in the golden armor felt relieved and a sneer appeared on his face again. He said to himself: "This guy will never ring fifteen times. It's only the ninth time that he has reached his limit. I can be sure that the tenth time is his limit!"

The surroundings were quiet, and no one was still thinking about it at this time. The ninth drum sounded, and this result had surpassed the first demon general Mo Fei. Everyone who saw this understood that from this moment on, the name Wang Lin would shine in Tian Yao County!

You should know that the Demon Emperor does not care about his background, and the Tianshuai of the past was also a cultivator!

No one was talking about it, their eyes were concentrated on Wang Lin, staring blankly.

Mo Lihai stared at Wang Lin in a daze. In the past few months, Wang Lin's changes were too big.

"Nine strokes...I can't do it..." Mo Lihai sighed bitterly.

Wang Lin stood in the center of Wanzhang Square, with countless eyes gathering around him. He didn't care at all. At this moment, his face was gloomy and his brows gradually frowned.

The rebound power of the demon drum was melted by more than 3,700 marks of life, and finally entered the body. Not many of them! As his immortal power was activated, he returned to normal.

But the moment the rebounding force entered the body, Wang Lin immediately felt a strange aura from the power. This aura contained an indomitable aura and a domineering domineering move against the will!

The rebound of this demon drum is because of the indomitable and arrogant atmosphere. Anyone who dares to provoke will have to withstand its crazy counterattack. Even if the sky falls, he will push up the sky and then break it!

This is the thought in the breath!

"Reverse..." Wang Lin murmured to himself.

"I was wrong before. I used the imprint of life to resist this rebellious intention, but invisibly resisted the rebellious intention in my heart..." Wang Lin's eyes showed a strange look. His whole body seemed to be sublimated at this moment. He looked at the demonic thigh and silently.

At this moment, Tian Shuai, among the demon coaches on the stands, opened his eyes slightly again and looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was silent for a long time and took a step forward one step, one step, and nineteen steps later, he came to the demon drum. Wang Lin did not knock it immediately, but gently stroked the rough drum face painted black with his palm.

A trace of unyielding consciousness slowly followed Wang Lin's palm and penetrated into his body.

He slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, his whole body seemed to merge with the war drum, and its breath slowly dissipated.

The man in golden armor frowned, then sneered, and said, "Pretending to be a god, can you beat this demon drum fifteen times if you touch this demon drum? If this is true, then the servant who wipes this drum every day can beat it more than a hundred times! Absurd!"

Not only did he have this idea, but even the demon handsome guy in the north and south stands frowned slightly.

"What is this guy doing?" Xuanshuo was quite puzzled.

"Can this monk communicate with the demon drum?" Someone chuckled.

"It's not communication, it's about feeling. When I was ringing the demon drum, I also felt the aura contained in it. Everyone, can you forget it?" Yu Shuai, the only woman among the demon coaches, said softly.

As soon as these words fell, the demons and handsome men all looked solemn.

The civil servants and noble relatives on the elevated stands could not keep quiet at this moment, and they all started to talk in a low voice.

Among the demon generals, a strange light appeared in Mo Fei's eyes. He stared at Wang Lin and said softly: "You also feel that breath..."

The moment Wang Lin closed his eyes, the unyielding aura became clear.

This aura condensed in his body, and Wang Lin's soul gradually immersed in it. It was completely integrated with the demon drum.

"The drum sound cannot resist, but must be integrated with it. If you understand this rebellion, then the echoing power will not hurt yourself, but can achieve the purpose of marrow cleaning!" Wang Lin opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear. He raised his right hand and gently put it down.

The tenth drum sound of the "dong" echoed in this Wanzhang Square.

Wang Lin's body suddenly felt an unimaginable impact force, which came from the drum. At this moment, Wang Lin resolutely withdrew the mark of life, allowing the impact force to enter his body directly.

The impact force wandered wildly in his body, and drops of black sweat beads came out from Wang Lin's hair all over his body. At the moment when the black dirt left the body, a feeling of marrow washing that was only in the foundation-building period emerged from Wang Lin's whole body.

However, this feeling didn't last long, and the force that entered the body immediately became uncontrollably violent. While wandering, Wang Lin's face turned pale.

"Wash the marrow! This guy actually cleanses the marrow with the sound of the drum!!" The demons and handsome men were immediately surprised.

Not only them, but also from the demon generals, there were bursts of exclamations. Shi Xiao looked at Wang Lin with a stronger murderous intent. He raised his arms many times, hesitated for a long time, and then put them down again.

A cold light flashed in the golden armored man's eyes, and he sneered in his heart, and he said to himself: "Wash the marrow... I have been following the Demon Emperor for a long time. I have heard the Demon Emperor say that this drum sound can cleanse the marrow, but if you lack cultivation, you will only have to be seriously injured if you forcefully cleanse the marrow!"

The Tianshuai among the demon coaches showed a hint of disappointment in his half-open eyes, and closed them again.

"This guy doesn't need to look at me anymore..." Tian Shuai sighed in his heart as he closed his eyes.

Wang Lin's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

"This demon drum has a certain consciousness. If I merge it without reservation, although it also conforms to the word "reverse", this demon drum is not my way of Wang Lin, but the way of this demon drum!

My marrow cleaning is not because I have insufficient cultivation, but because I have different paths! Whether it is a monk or a living being, as long as I practice against the will of heaven, I will have their own rebellion!

This is a word of reverse, but according to personal insights, it is divided into countless great ways! I, Wang Lin, have been practicing Taoism for seven hundred years, and I have my Tao!" A splendor burst out from Wang Lin's eyes. Although his face was pale, at this moment, there was a sense of artistic conception coming! Gradually, the splendor in his eyes slowly dissipated, and replaced by a trace of decline and loneliness.

He raised his right hand and gently touched the demon drum!

The eleventh drum sounded and sounded.

At this moment, a sad thought echoed the entire square with the sound of the drum, spreading from afar, affecting Tian Yao City!

The sadness contained in the drum sounds is like the sound of the piano in the pleasure boat, which is touching.

Enter the god with compassion, use the god to think, beat the drum with the thought, and preach the teachings with the drum...

"The drum sound is like a thought... it is impossible, this is impossible, how can this person do this? It is absolutely impossible!!!" The golden armored man changed completely for the first time. His body subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Wang Lin blankly.
Chapter completed!