President Gao Leng's Supreme Soldier King

"Who?!"

Patriarch Lin's expression froze for a moment, his ferocious face instantly turned upright, and he looked in the direction of the voice.

But in the darkness, Wang Li came out slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, staring at him with a sneer, his eyes flickering with sarcasm.

"Brat, it's you?!" Patriarch Lin frowned, gritted his teeth and said coldly, "My Lin family's guards are so strict, and this is my Lin family's forbidden area, and there are hundreds of people guarding it all the time. Who are you? How did you get in?"

"There is no place in this world that I can't go to." Wang Li sneered, "As for the ordinary people of your family who are guarding outside, do you think they can stop me?"

A trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Lin, and finally he snorted coldly, and said no more, Wang Li is quite powerful, even if he can't be sure what kind of martial artist Wang Li is, who can remove Lin Aotian's arm with one move, how can it be those outside? Ordinary people can stop it?

But these are no longer important.

Patriarch Lin stared at Wang Li with an extremely cold gaze. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, since you have discovered the old man's secret, I can't keep you here. You don't want to leave here alive today!"

"Whether I can leave here today is not up to you." Wang Li said mockingly, "I'm not interested in your activities, but I am very interested in your medicine."

"You want to take away the old man's things?" Patriarch Lin's eyes showed coldness. Lin Aotian has been trained by him for quite a long time, and he has spent countless efforts. How could it be so easy for Wang Li to take it away?This is his only hope to step into the realm of gods!

"Brat, you're courting death!" Patriarch Lin yelled loudly, his robes swelled, and the aura that was dormant in his body gushed fiercely, permeating the entire secret room, and even shattered the windows.

The sound of howling wind surrounded him, Patriarch Lin's aura climbed to the peak, his hair was torn by the strong wind, like a raging lion, he punched Wang Li heavily.

A sarcasm flashed in Wang Li's eyes. He could easily defeat Teng Ying, let alone the patriarch Lin who was only half a step into the divine realm?

Although Patriarch Lin's punch looked extremely fierce, it was easy for Wang Li to block it.

He casually raised his hand and punched Patriarch Lin.

The two collided directly, and the terrifying air fluctuations centered on their fists and scattered in all directions.

Patriarch Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, and instantly flew upside down. He looked at Wang Li who was still standing there with disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could you be in the God Realm? !You are so young!"

"I'm not a god." Wang Li sneered, his eyes exuded arrogance, and he looked at Patriarch Lin with disdain, "The road I'm taking is completely different from yours! I've just started this road, and it's already far away You are left behind. Your vision only ends in the divine realm, while mine is beyond what you can imagine."

"It's not a god realm..." Patriarch Lin was dumbfounded for a moment, and suddenly his body trembled. He looked at Wang Li in a daze, and said ferociously, "You are an ancient cultivator!"

Patriarch Lin's words made Wang Li stunned. This old man actually knew about monks?
Seeing Wang Li's acquiescence, Patriarch Lin's heart was clear, and he said tremblingly: "Sure enough, he is right! There are indeed people in this world who have stepped into the way of ancient monks! A monk is not a legend, but a real existence. of!"

At this time, Patriarch Lin didn't show any despair because he knew that Wang Li was stronger than him. His whole body seemed to know a certain secret, and his whole body trembled involuntarily, as if he was insane.

"Back then, he told this old man about the method of blood sacrifice, and that as long as he stepped into the divine realm, he would be qualified to become a real monk. It is true! Hahahahaha!" Patriarch Lin laughed crazily.

At this moment, Lin Aotian, who was lying on the ground with a haggard face and skinny bones, was also trembling in his heart.

He turned his head and stared blankly at Wang Li who stood in front of him like a god, his heart was trembling.

It turned out that no matter how hard I tried, I was an ant in Wang Li's eyes, and I couldn't catch up with Wang Li's footsteps.

It turns out that Wang Li is a monk!
Monk!Lin Aotian yearned for it, and he also thought that monks were just legends!How can the road of cultivation that can finally rival the level of immortals and gods through continuous practice really exist?

Before being crushed by Wang Li time and time again, being stepped on by Wang Li time and time again, and now Wang Li personally admits it, finally let Lin Aotian recognize a fact clearly.

There is a way of monks in this world!

Since Wang Li can become an ancient monk, then he must also be an ancient monk!
Lin Aotian, who was originally in despair, had a strong desire to survive in his eyes. He was unwilling to die in the hands of his grandfather, and became a stepping stone for his grandfather to step into the realm of gods!

"Stinky boy, the old man admits that you are indeed very powerful. After all, there is no comparison between ancient monks and warriors." Patriarch Lin's eyes were full of coldness, revealing a gloomy look, and continued with a smirk at the corner of his mouth: "However, you If you want to catch this old man, you must be too confident!"

After speaking, he casually grabbed Lin Aotian who was lying on the ground behind him, and threw a blue unknown sphere in his hand.

The basketball fell to the ground and exploded, forming a light blue light circle, covering Patriarch Lin's body.

"Wang Li, we will meet again! When you see the old man again, the old man will definitely surprise you!"

As Patriarch Lin's voice fell, the blue light circle suddenly dissipated, and Patriarch Lin and Lin Aotian disappeared completely.

Wang Li frowned slightly, and stepped forward quickly. The place where Patriarch Lin was standing before, now there is nothing unusual.

"Disappeared? It seems like some kind of teleportation battle formation?" Wang Li's eyes flashed a little dignified, and he murmured in a low voice.

The technique of battle formation is the only magical means that is somewhat related to the ancient monks mastered by earth warriors.

He actually condensed the battle formation technique into such a small pill, and sacrificed it when needed.

It was also the first time for Wang Li to see this kind of battle formation technique, and he was amazed in his heart. Although modern warriors have lost the inheritance of monks, they have created such a miraculous battle formation technique, which even the old man like Long admired. .

From Patriarch Lin's mouth, Wang Li got a lot of information. It seems that after stepping into the divine realm, there is a way for a warrior to become a monk?
This matter was told to Patriarch Lin by a mysterious person.

Thinking about this mysterious person, his strength must be extraordinary.

For the first time, Wang Li felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

It's a pity that patriarch Lin ran away today, and Lin Aotian, a human medicine, also missed it.

Wang Li felt emotional. At this moment, Wang Li suddenly heard a weak young woman calling for help from a stone room not far away.

That is the voice of roses!