Although not as handsome as Fang Lin, Wan Xizhe can be regarded as one of the first-class handsome men in Central Plains Province, and he is the golden turtle son-in-law in the hearts of countless mothers-in-law.
He already hated Fang Lin to his core, and after being teased again, Wan Xizhe felt like he was going to be blown away. How could he bear it?
"You are seeking death on your own, you can't blame others.
Today, neither you nor that old turtle can escape."
With a ferocious laugh, Wan Xizhe waved his fist and immediately struck Fang Lin on the head.
Not to mention that his first-level earth-level skills were not achieved through training, even Fang Lin would not take him seriously at all.
Fast, Wan Xizhe's speed is very fast, and you can clearly feel the fierce momentum around his fists. Even the turtle immortal in the Qi refining stage couldn't help but shudder while hiding in the turtle shell.
Slow, in Fang Lin's eyes, he was too slow.
With his body slightly tilted, Fang Lin made a seal with his right hand and sank down easily.
Almost effortlessly, he grabbed Wan Xizhe's wrist and slammed him to the ground with a wave of his arm.
"Ah..." Before Wan Xizhe could recover, Fang Lin's kick swept across the ground and kicked him in the waist.
Only a scream was heard, and Fang Lin grabbed Wan Xizhe's wrist again out of thin air, and threw it to the ground without any suspense.
After repeating this for less than four times, Wan Xizhe was lying on the ground as if falling apart, and even his screams became extremely weak and weak.
"I said, your master may not be qualified, and you are even less qualified."
Fang Lin sneered.
"Why?
Why is this happening?
Why can't I beat you?
True God said that as long as part of the blood exchange is completed, I can dominate the entire Central Plains Province."
Wan Xizhe grimaced in pain, but still glared at Fang Lin unwillingly, and said angrily in a weak and intermittent voice.
Through his body, Fang Lin could clearly see countless black energies spreading and intertwining within his body.
Obviously, this is the reason why he suddenly became so powerful.
But while gaining strength, he was also paying painful consequences, that is, the black energy was wrapping around the organs in his body little by little.
There is no doubt that once these black energies completely occupy his internal organs, he will definitely die.
"You have at most two months to live."
Fang Lin turned a deaf ear to his roar and dissatisfaction and reminded him coldly.
"Haha... you are just a charlatan and a liar.
The true God has already said that I am now immortal and will live as long as heaven and earth, and no one can kill me."
Although his voice was still weak, Wan Xizhe still raised his head and smiled with the muscles on his face trembling.
Now Fang Lin finally knows where he got the courage to challenge himself?
I have to say, this guy is also very pitiful.
Unlike ordinary possessions, Wan Xizhe's body has almost lost the masculinity that a man should have.
In other words, he was almost completely sucked dry by the man in black robe.
Of course, Fang Lin didn't think that the man in black robe still had any conscience, maybe it was because the reincarnation technique still needed his body.
"Believe it or not, you are not even a rival to me."
Fang Lin said coldly with an indifferent attitude.
"You bitch, so you're not that abominable black-robed monster?
If you dare to scare your Grandpa Turtle, go to hell!"
Only then did Turtle Immortal realize that what he saw in front of him was not a true god at all.
Suddenly, he became bolder and once again transformed into a human form, scolding and kicking Wan Xizhe.
His whole body was already falling apart. Although Turtle Immortal was not very powerful and was only in the Qi refining stage, he was still a demon practicing immortality after all.
With each kick, Wan Xizhe howled in pain, and even the workers far away seemed to have heard the miserable wailing.
However, no one paid attention to it. Firstly, everyone was busy rushing to work, and secondly, even if they heard the sound, they thought it was some kind of machine failure.
"Sir, this guy is the reincarnated body of the black-robed monster. If you keep it, it will cause trouble. Why don't you let me, the little demon, solve it for you?
Guaranteed to leave no trace."
Being bullied by Wan Xizhe who was possessed by the man in black robe, the Turtle Immortal was so angry that he itched his teeth.
"No, I can still use him if I keep him."
Fang Lin came up with a plan.
As he spoke, Fang Lin's soul came out of his body and directly took Wan Xizhe's body, and then walked towards the depths of the industrial park development zone with Guixianren.
No matter what effect this magic circle had on the man in black robe, it was not a good thing anyway. Fang Lin decided to plant trouble within this magic circle and let the man in black robe suffer the consequences.
The reason why Wan Xizhe's body was chosen was because when entering the vicinity of the industrial park development area, everything would be under the surveillance of men in black robes. Only in this way could the mission be successfully completed.
"Come on..." "Come on what?
I’m still here! I’m Wan Xizhe, and I’m here to help the real god look around.
The true God is very kind to me, this is called overseer, do you understand?"
Wan Xizhe, who was controlled by Fang Lin, glared at Turtle Immortal and said.
"Yes... the true God also has the grace to recreate me. I will accompany you to see everywhere."
He secretly exclaimed that his acting skills were good. Turtle Immortal was not a fool either. He immediately understood what Fang Lin meant and quickly agreed with a smile.
After going around, Fang Lin discovered that there were no spiritual stones here.
There are quite a few small cauldrons that look similar to the Blood Cauldron.
Moreover, these small tripods contain extremely strong spiritual power. It is obvious that these are the Taoist masterpieces hidden in the Wang family villa.
Fang Lin was familiar with many magic formations and also noted the locations of the holes.
After forming a union in my mind, I couldn't find what kind of magic circle it was.
What's even more strange is that no matter how he combines them, Fang Lin has an ominous feeling, as if there is an invisible pressure in his heart.
"Shangxian, have you discovered anything?
Is there any way to prevent this magic circle from activating?"
As soon as he left the industrial park development area, the extremely curious Turtle Immortal asked eagerly and expectantly.
“Why stop and destroy?
Turtle Immortal, I will give you a difficult task to activate the magic circle as soon as possible."
A sly sneer flashed across Fang Lin's lips.
"Then... that Immortal, do you... do you want to go to the hospital?
Are you sure you don’t have a fever?”
I couldn't believe my ears. The Turtle Immortal rubbed the roots of his ears several times and said in disbelief.
"Do you want me to play with your natal essence again?
Just go ahead and do it, I will make my own arrangements."
Fang Lin rolled his eyes at Turtle Immortal and said speechlessly.
"Okay then! Take care, Immortal, I'll take care of it right away.
By the way, when you do it, please tell the people at Huaxia Mansion what I look like.
Let them make no mistake, I am an undercover agent, one of my own, not a bad person."
After agreeing, Turtle Immortal was about to leave, but suddenly he turned back and emphasized.
"Oh, I see.
Take care of this matter and free you."
"relief?
Master...Shangxian, please...don't scare me."
"What I mean is, I'll find you a suitable place to practice, and introduce you to some new friends. Go quickly!"
In the past, Qian Lin really didn't notice that this guy was actually a funny guy, so he said in an angry and funny tone.
