Mortal: Intercept Xin Ruyin and copy everything!

Chapter 169 True Spirit Bloodline!
"Boom!"

At this moment, bursts of roars were heard from a high platform in the distance.

Man Huzi and his men quickly opened their eyes, their light golden eyes looked towards the platform, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes.

“I didn’t expect Wan Tianming’s golden silkworm to be able to shake the Xutian Ding!”

He looked at the Ji Yin Patriarch and Qing Yi Layman behind him and said, "We can't just sit there and wait for death. Let's go in now."

As Man Huzi finished speaking, his figure flashed and turned into a phantom, leaping towards the stairs.

The old ancestor Ji Yin and the lay Buddhist Qing Yi followed quickly without any delay.

Looking at the white light curtain of the formation, Man Huzi did not choose to use his magic weapon, but smashed it down heavily with his fist.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a sharp roar, the light shield split open, and a huge crack appeared.

Barbarian Beard strode in.

Patriarch Jiyin and Buddhist Qingyi took the easy way out. They followed closely behind Man Huzi and entered the light shield.

Wang Lin and Xuan Gu followed at the end, and stepped into the platform in the last breath of time before the white light curtain recovered and merged.

As soon as he stepped onto the platform, a bone-chilling chill hit him in the face.

The remaining chill of the dry blue ice flame seemed to freeze everything.

Wang Lin's face was calm. He waved his sleeves and the red-purple Zi Yang True Fire condensed on the surface of his body.

A purple-red spiritual light formed, completely enveloping Wang Lin.

The biting coldness just now completely dissipated at this moment.

Without any pause, Man Huzi strode towards the center where the blue light was brightest.

But at this moment, the old ancestor Ji Yin glanced at Wang Lin.

Seeing Wang Lin using only a ray of protective spiritual light to resist the cold flames, Old Ancestor Ji Yin was a little surprised.

I didn't expect that Wang Lin, who was in the Jindan stage, would have such means.

And in his heart, he had more thoughts of killing Wang Lin.

"This boy is only at the Jindan stage. If he breaks through to the Yuanying stage, there will be endless troubles."

In a few breaths, five people with different thoughts had already arrived on the platform.

What appeared before our eyes was a small protruding altar.

Eight balls of golden light shone above the altar, shining brightly.

In the middle of the altar, there is a bottomless pit, from which dazzling blue light constantly pours out.

Looking carefully, one can see that in the golden light ball, there is a giant emerald green silkworm several feet in size, and from its mouth, it is spitting out thumb-thick golden threads that are stretching straight into the deep pit.

As the golden silkworms continued to surge, the golden threads slowly shrank, and the blue light in the cave also flickered and swayed.

Wan Tianming and the other two stood at the entrance of the cave, staring at the golden light in front of them, their faces filled with tension.

Seeing that the three men were about to take out the Xu Tian Ding, Man Hu Zi raised his hands without any hesitation.

Two golden streaks of light flashed by and flew towards the three people.

"Cold Jiao"

"Ligui"

When the golden light flew out of Man Huzi's hand, Wan Tianming and Tian Wuzi spoke at the same time.

Two streams of light, one green and one blue, instantly collided with the golden light, and collided with the golden light at the same time.

"Back!"

Man Huzi raised his eyebrows slightly and pointed with one hand. Then two golden rainbows flew back and turned into two golden knives and fell into his hands.

The blue light in the distance did not chase after them. After circling, it landed in front of Wan Tianming and the other man, revealing its true form.

A blue cold dragon that is several meters in size and a transparent turtle that emits a faint green light.

"Two level seven spirit beasts!"

Looking at the two spirit beasts, Wang Lin scanned them with his spiritual sense and found that although the strength of the two spirit beasts was both level seven.

But they all have ancient bloodlines, which are not comparable to ordinary level seven monsters.

They can all fight with cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage for a short period of time.

“It turned out to be the Crazy Woman’s Cold Dragon and Tianyuanzi’s Ligui!”

Mr. Qing Yi looked at the two spiritual beasts with surprise.

The old ancestor Ji Yin snorted lightly, his face gloomy:

"It seems that you have made a lot of preparations to seize the tripod, but these two spirit beasts are also very precious to the two old monsters. How did you get them?"

"That depends on who it is."

Man Huzi glanced at the Jiyin Patriarch, his face gloomy as water, and said coldly:
"Wan Tianming is the nephew of the crazy woman, and Tianwuzi is the fellow disciple of Tianyuanzi, so it's natural that they can borrow it easily."

Qing Yi Jushi stared at the white dragon and the giant turtle, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and said:
"This is a bit tricky. These two beasts have great magical powers. If they fight to the death, we won't be able to kill them in a short time." "Leave these two beasts to me."

Wang Lin's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the two spirit beasts, a hint of inspiration flashing through his mind.

Bai Jiao possesses the blood of the ice dragon, a lineage of the true dragon, while Li Gui possesses the blood of the black tortoise, a lineage of the black tortoise.

I don't know if I can touch these alien species that have a faint trace of true spiritual blood in their bodies and copy their true spiritual physique.

If it can be copied, it would be a great deal.

Even if he failed to copy successfully, the corpses of the two level seven spirit beasts were still of extraordinary value.

Among them, the spirit of the white dragon can improve the physical fitness of his dragon roar body, and the body of the tortoise is strong, which is also good for refining magic weapons.

Seeing that Wang Lin volunteered, Man Huzi and others naturally had no reason to refuse.

"Be careful, kid. We will kill the golden silkworm quickly."

The Ji Yin Patriarch glanced at Wang Lin, a hint of chill flashed across his cold eyes, and he thought to himself: "It would be best if I died at the hands of these two spirit beasts."

Feeling the chill in the eyes of the Jiyin Ancestor, Wang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Wang Lin pinched the magic formula with one hand and performed the Flame Strike Technique. Five orange-red fireballs condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Huh! Huh!"

As crisp sounds of breaking through the air were heard, five orange-red fireballs cut through the void and flew straight towards the cold dragon.

With a wave of his sleeve, a green sword slashed towards Li Gui. Seeing this scene, Wan Tianming and the other two were slightly stunned.

Although the strength Wang Lin had shown before was far beyond that of a Jindan cultivator.

But after all, he has not yet broken through the Nascent Soul stage. Now he dares to fight two spirit beasts alone. He can't help but feel a little angry and said, "Go, kill him."

As Wan Tianming finished speaking, the cold dragon roared, shook its long tail, and a biting cold mist condensed around its body.

The cold fog surged and collided directly with the five fireballs.

There were bursts of rumbling sounds.

On the other side, the Green Sword hit Li Gui heavily, causing him to let out a heavy groan.

But it did not leave any trace on him.

Seeing Wang Lin taking action, the three men with barbarian hair not far away did not hesitate at all and quickly flew towards Wan Tianming and the other two.

"Humph!"

Wan Tianming snorted coldly, a white light flashed in his eyes, and he confronted Man Huzi head-on.

Let’s just look at the fight between a few people.

Wan Tianming's cultivation strength is weaker than Man Huzi's, but Tianwuzi and Mu Tengzi are stronger than Patriarch Jiyin and Master Qingyi.

With such complementary abilities, it was difficult to tell the winner among the three for a while.

That’s true. After all, the Xu Tian Ding has not been pulled out yet and the treasure has not been seen.

The six people have not yet used their trump cards.

While the six people were taking action, Wang Lin flashed and turned into a shadow, escaping out of the platform.

Under the orders of their master, the two spirit beasts pursued Wang Lin relentlessly and caught up with him quickly.

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth slightly raised, and he turned into a stream of light and escaped from the white light curtain.

The cold dragon and the tortoise were extremely fast and followed closely behind Wang Lin.

The cold dragon opened its mouth slightly, and a ball of biting frost spewed out, condensing into a thick layer of ice crystals in the air.

It was as if the heaven and earth were freezing.

The Li Turtle was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and every step it took was accompanied by a muffled groan.

Seeing the two spirit beasts attacking, a smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips.

He tapped the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and a formation plate appeared in his hand, and the spiritual power slowly sank into the formation plate.

"Huh! Huh!"

The battle flags fluttered and quickly fell in all directions.

Wisps of spiritual light emerged from the formation flags, gathered in the sky, and finally formed a thick formation light curtain.

The two spirit beasts were completely enveloped.

At this moment, a faint blue light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of khaki light surged in front of him.

Demon Yasha appeared beside Wang Lin holding a black spear. The black corpse fire of Tiandu was flowing on his pale body.

"Quick victory!"

Wang Lin glanced at Gui Yasha and exclaimed softly.

As Wang Lin finished speaking, the Ghost Yaksha's figure flashed and turned into a stream of khaki light, escaping towards Li Gui.

The pitch-black bone spear pierced through the void and landed heavily on Li Gui's back.

With a "sizzling" sound, sparks appeared on the turtle's back, but did not cause any scratches on it.

Wang Lin had a blank expression on his face, without showing any surprise at all.

While the two spirit beasts were attracted by Kiyaksha, Wang Lin patted the storage bag on his waist.

Two withered yellow spiritual leaves appeared in his hands.

Ancient treasure: The Nine Treasures Spirit Gathering Leaf is a one-time ancient treasure.

This is the method of forging ancient magic weapons that Wang Lin obtained from Xu Hao.

Ten pieces were made from Yuanyang fruit leaves, plus the purchased ancient treasures, a total of eleven pieces.

Now, in order to win the battle quickly, we can only rely on the Nine Treasures Spirit Gathering Leaf.

"go with!"

Wang Lin shook his wrist, and the two Nine Treasures Spirit Gathering Leaves turned into ochre-colored streams of light, flashed by, and appeared in front of the two spirit beasts in an instant.

Looking at the small spiritual leaf, a hint of curiosity flashed in the eyes of the two spiritual beasts, but they did not take it seriously.

"burst!"

But then Wang Lin let out a soft cry.

Wisps of white spiritual light spread along the veins of the Nine Treasures Spirit Gathering Leaves.

Waves of surging flames instantly burst out from the Nine Treasures Spirit Gathering Leaf.

"Boom!"

The raging flames instantly enveloped the two spirit beasts.

"Aww!"

Following two shrill screams, the cold dragon, which originally had a cold attribute, seemed to be in great pain.

He kept twisting his body and screaming.

The Li turtle on the other side immediately retracted its body into its shell and condensed a layer of green light on its body surface.

Resisting the raging flames.

In comparison, the cold dragon obviously did not have as strong a defense as the tortoise, and when burned by the flames, it let out a shrill wailing sound.

A faint blue light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes, and his figure flashed, turning into a scarlet shadow.

Came in front of the cold dragon.

"It can copy the physique of the cold dragon."

(End of this chapter)