"Hehe, like this, how can he beat me?" the childish face of the prince surnamed Zheng couldn't help but show a look of smugness and confidence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And a group of followers around him woke up one after another, but the son surnamed Zheng was right, as long as they were the junior disciples of the major family forces of the Fu Dao Sect, they all used a record of which area in the Patriarch's Cave could produce a high grade and a low grade. This is all about experience, and it is a summary of the experience of countless Fu Dao sect disciples over the past thousand years.

However, Zheng Gongzi must have obtained much more information than them, after all, the family power behind Zheng Gongzi is also a number of forces in the entire Fu Dao Sect!

As a result, a group of followers of the second generation of immortals recovered their lost fighting spirit, looking at Wang Lin's eyes, full of banter, and even more revealed, you will be defeated.

Wang Lin naturally didn't know all this, he had come all the way, how could he know that there would be so many runes and ways to go to the gate of the Patriarch's Cave.

As for agreeing to the competition of the young man surnamed Zheng, it was just that he was bored. If you can really win the young man surnamed Zheng, it would be good to slap the faces of those hateful immortals. If he can't win, it doesn't matter, anyway, he Wang Lin didn't come to the Fu Dao Gate for the battle of will, but for the purpose of planting the talisman.

In my heart, I don't want to stay here, and I have my own plan to stay here!

What does it matter to him about all the things of Fu Daomen?

With this detached mentality, Wang Lin did not have a trace of pressure. Even if he looked at the group of young people surnamed Zheng and looked at his eyes unkindly, Wang Lin didn't care!

It's just a bunch of little kids, what else can he care about?

Improving one's own strength is the most important thing at present.

Of course, when improving his strength, he can also slap the face of the young man surnamed Zheng in the face, which is indeed a refreshing thing.

Although he didn't know these second generations of immortals for a long time, Wang Lin clearly felt the hatefulness of this group of second generations of immortals! Tens of thousands of people went to the Fu Dao Gate to compete, and only 1,500 people entered the Fu Dao Gate. However, there are only four or five hundred people who can enter the ancestral hall. Among these four or five hundred, there are even fewer people from all over the world. Except for him Wang Lin, there is no one to be found at all. The rest are all these second generations of immortals, and most of these are the second generations of immortals of the Fu Dao Sect!

And a group of loose cultivators with excellent qualifications, for one reason or another, were all driven to those ordinary rune cultivation bases!

What good things can an ordinary rune cultivation base have?

On the surface of all kinds of deeds, how much resources did these second-generation immortals occupy? There was no way for the grassroots cultivators to live, and it was difficult for Wang Lin to maintain a good attitude towards them in this way.

"Let's enter the cave!" At this moment, the elders of Jindan, who had become silent and did not speak, walked out of one person and said very flatly.

Into the hole!

Wang Lin clenched his fists, and his mood was surging!

Everyone lined up in a long line and walked into the black ancestral cave, and a ripple flashed, but the people who entered did not know where they went, which made Wang Lin quite frightened. I was excited and curious about the black hole.

The young man surnamed Zheng was about to enter the Patriarch Cave, but he suddenly turned around, his expression was extremely confident, and he said with a cute smile on his face: "Remember our agreement, I will definitely win you!" Wang Lin!"

Immediately, without waiting for Wang Lin to say anything, he walked straight into the black hole, causing ripples, like water waves, rippling around, and the young man surnamed Zheng also disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

Wang Lin smiled helplessly, this young man surnamed Zheng wants to win over himself so much?

Smiling lightly, Wang Lin ignored everyone's ridicule and sarcastic eyes, held his head in his hands, and looked at the black hole, but found that it was a formation enchantment, no wonder, people outside couldn't see what it was like inside.

Shaking his head slightly, he stretched out his finger and touched the black water-like barrier, feeling like touching a soft water mist, and the touch was very wonderful. The corners of Wang Lin's mouth curled, he shook his head, and said proudly: "It's really comfortable to touch!"

The people behind him looked at Wang Lin with wide eyes, and then they all showed a look of disdain, and scolded in a low voice: "Hillbilly, it's really a hillbilly, you have to look at the formation enchantment for a long time, and touch it, try the feel, do you think you're choosing a woman? Don't waste time, hurry in!"

These disciples were extremely bold, and they really dared to say anything, so that Wang Lin could hear it clearly. Wang Lin's eyes were sharp, and he looked behind him with a cold light in his eyes, so shocked that several people behind him hurriedly bowed their heads!

The shadow of the human bark tree, Wang Lin's prestige has always been good, even if these immortals of the second generation have a young man surnamed Zheng as their leader, so that they have the courage to say cool words, but if they want to let them fight with Wang Lin on the spot, they dare not get up.

Seeing that these people behind him were all guys with hard mouths and soft bones, Wang Lin no longer had a trace of anger and interest. Angry at these soft bones, I really shouldn't have laughed three times, walked into the black hole, and left.

disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The second generation of immortals behind him looked puzzled, and they didn't know what Wang Lin's move meant? Why did he laugh three times? Did he think he had won?

For some reason, Wang Lin laughed heroically just now, and his arrogant behavior made this group of immortals have a bad premonition in their hearts. But the premonition could not overcome their reason, and in their hearts, they rationally thought that Wang Lin would be defeated!

Their Zheng Gongzi will win!

There's no reason for that!

Among the disciples in line, none of them were as curious as Wang Lin, and they had the leisure to touch the black barrier of death, and they all plunged into it silently. Four or five hundred people quickly disappeared on the huge platform, leaving only a dozen elders left in it.

"I don't know how this group of disciples is doing, can there be a few more talismans with good quality!" The one who spoke was an elder surnamed Ling, with a hint of curiosity and a hint of expectation in his soft voice.

"You'll find out later, so you don't have to guess. Qing Xuanzi stood with his hands in his hands and said expressionlessly. His eyes were staring at the black hole, as if he could see what was happening inside.

The elder surnamed Ling did not shut up because of this, but asked about Qing Xuanzi with more interest, and being able to talk to Qing Xuanzi has always been the favorite thing for the elder surnamed Ling. Even if the conversation is nonsense, she will feel that it is interesting and there is no other, because the person she is talking to is Senior Brother Qing Xuanzi.

Because of Senior Brother Qing Xuanzi, she was very interested.