Chapter 140 Find the Fighting Sect!

"Fighting evils!" Lin You muttered the three words "fighting evil" in his mouth, and the evil spirit on his body was gradually revealed.

Speaking of fighting evil, Lin You's hatred with him is really too big. Lin You can not hate the immortal sword gate, can not hate the moon religion, and even the dragon and phoenix sect of Shi Yaoyan! However, only this evil faction can't let go.

If it hadn't been for the faction shooting the thousand-foot giant arrow through the void, Shi Yaoyan would not have died, and Lin You could have saved it. It is because of the obstruction of the evil faction that Lin You and Shi Keyyan have caused so many ups and downs.

Lin You has planned to go to the evil sect to settle old accounts this time, but Lin You didn't plan to go so soon. He also wanted to see a few old places first, such as the small buildings in the forest where Lin You and Shi Yaoyan met in the southwest region, such as the fragrant boudoir where Shi Yaoyan lived among the dragons and phoenixes, such as the lifeless abys outside the dragons and phoenixes. !

Lin You wanted to take a look at the old land first, and finally go to them to settle accounts. But with Wang Lin's arrest, Lin You's murderous intention can no longer be suppressed......

"I'm going to the middle zone now. You can practice well here and practice more of the magic power I gave you. You should not only practice, but also capture your thoughts and understand more. Think about how you can be regarded as your magic power! If you can figure this out, it will be the moment when you have great power!" After a few more exhortations, his body turned into a stream of light, and all the spiritual power in his body flew towards the middle.

And at this moment, in the cage of the evil sect in the middle...

"Are you going to say it or not?"

"I don't know, what do you want me to say? Even if I know... I will never tell you that I, Wang Lin, will never betray my friends!"

The speaker was Lin You's best friend Wang Lin, but he did not have the demeanor of the past. His white clothes had long become yellow because it took too long. His whole body was nailed to ten thousand years of black iron, and his body was full of finger-sized nematodes.

This kind of nematode is black and red, with no head or tail, and the whole body is squirming like this. Wang Lin's face, hands and legs were full of insects, which was disgusting.

This nematode is called a spirit-eating worm, which specializes in devouring the spiritual power of monks for a living. It was full of so many insects, constantly biting Wang Lin's body and devouring Wang Lin's aura, which made him look very miserable.

Seeing that Wang Lin still refused to give in, the guard didn't care.

"Ha ha, since you like to have a hard mouth, you can have a hard mouth. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. I'm just a spirit worm now. When the spirit-eating insects completely swallow your aura, the Lord will replace these spirit-eating insects.

"Hmm, Wang Lin, have you ever heard of meat beetles? Hey hey, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to beg for mercy at that time!" After saying that, the guard withdrew from the dungeon. He is not afraid that Wang Lin will not say anything, because he has many ways to torture Wang Lin.

After the guard retreated, Wang Lin couldn't help screaming.

"Ah..." Isn't the spirit-eating worm useless? Its body is not long, but its body surface is full of steel thorns, and it will hang Wang Lin's flesh and blood every time it squirms.

This feeling is extremely painful. Tens of thousands of spirit-eating insects keep squirming on his body. It seems that this insect can't stop. As soon as it stops, it will explode and die!

Wang Lin has been suffering this pain for 200 years! If it hadn't been for his perfect cultivation, I'm afraid he would have died under this spirit-eating worm.

Now he hears the word "meat beetle" again, and Wang Lin feels even more afraid. The spirit-eating worm will only make Wang Lin feel pain, but the meat beetle will make Wang Lin afraid.

This insect is a wild worm with low cultivation and is even more vulnerable. However, this insect is deeply loved by monks because it is the best weapon to torture people.

The meat beetle does not devour people's spiritual power or flesh and blood. Its only hobby is to drill around the human body. Drill in from the nostrils and ear holes, climb the blood vessels to the internal organs, and keep crawling and crawling in the internal organs until death!

This feeling is not affordable at all. They are not lethal at all, but they can make people panic. Physical strangeness will make people feel weak, make people feel afraid, and make people feel that life is worse than death!

But... he can only afford it. Wang Lin is silent and only makes a life-and-death friend, which he cherishes very much.

No matter how much he suffers, he will definitely not tell Lin You's whereabouts, because Lin You is his only and best friend!

And when Wang Lin himself was silently suffering, a young cold shout suddenly came from outside the cult.

"You bastards of evil fighting, get out of here quickly!" Naturally, the person who shouted was Wang Ping, who came from Xianjianmen two years ago.

The southwest region is far away from the middle zone, and it took Wang Ping two years to come here. At this moment, in the early stage of his cultivation, he is no longer a perfect foundation.

In the last battle with Bai Yuebing, he saw Lin You's use of magic power, and immediately realized that as soon as he returned to the sect, he immediately closed down. When he came out of the customs, he had been successfully promoted to the elixir, and then borrowed this red dew spirit sword from Duan Shengming!

Although Lin You just said that this red sword can kill the gods, with Wang Ping's feeling, this sword can also kill the gods monks!

He wants to save his father with this sword, because he can't wait!

His father has been trapped for hundreds of years, and Wang Ping has endured for hundreds of years. Today is the day he wants to take revenge!

"You evil fighters, hurry up and give Grandpa Wang to death!" Wang Ping shouted angrily again, and the aura in his body was all stimulated. Ninety-nine flying swords formed a sword array. With one touch of his hands, the sword array directly bombarded the mountain gate of the evil sect.

"Boom!" This loud noise is not the sound of the destruction of the mountain gate, but the sound of his ninety-nine flying swords exploding together.

The foundation of the flying sword not only failed to break the mountain gate of the evil sect, but also shattered its own sword array.

Puff... A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Wang Ping was seriously damaged before he met anyone!