The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 56 Parents are in danger, call grandpa!
"Ding, the first ring mission of the Road to Killing Gods is open, and the host will be rewarded with the three forms of God-killing Jue. The second ring mission is open, will the host accept it?"

"accept!"

"The host is requested to successfully form the alchemy within 30 years. After the task is completed, the third ring task will be opened."

"With 30 years of alchemy, the system's tasks are becoming more and more difficult. Even some talented disciples of the big sect will find it difficult to pass from the foundation establishment stage to the alchemy stage in just 30 years?" Wang Lin frowned, cursing, Feel the pressure instantly.

But at this moment, two uninvited guests came from a small border town in the northern part of Zhao State. One of them had a skinny face and was wearing a black robe. A sinister look flashed between his eyes.

Beside him, followed a white-robed friar with a fairy-like demeanor. This friar was quite old and had many wrinkles on his face, but he had an elegant aura emanating from his body. Just a stark contrast.

At this time, he was standing outside the town, holding an antique mirror in his hand, constantly looking at it, and pinching it in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Qiming, have you figured it out?" The black-robed old man's voice was full of slaughter, and he said coldly.

The white-robed monk frowned, and said, "Teng Huayuan, you don't know that person's name or appearance, and you only rely on a trace of curse power, how can I find him?"

The black-robed old man stared at the white-robed monk, and said word by word: "Fellow Daoist Qiming, this old man did not hesitate to offend Wufenggu to get the qualification token of the foreign battlefield just for your fortune-telling skills, you If you can help me find that person's close relative, as long as I, Teng Huayuan, can meet all the requirements, I will never frown."

The cultivator was silent for a while, sighed, and said, "Forget it, I will try my best, but Daoist Teng, you have a lot of injustice and a debt, and I hope you will kill less..."

When the white-robed monk was calculating Wang Lin's closest relatives, Taihua, who was cultivating in the Tiannizhu, opened his eyes: It seems that Teng Li's ancestor has already begun to take revenge on Wang Lin. Do you want to help him in this calamity? What about a handful?

As long as there are protagonists, there will be disputes, and there will always be great events where the protagonists pass by.

Wang Lin said that he just found a random place to practice Huangquan Shengqiaojue and Zhanshenjue. After the practice, he just walked in a random direction. How did he come to such a spooky sect?
"Corpse Yin Sect", just hearing the name, one knew that it was not a serious sect. Wang Lin, who had been trying to find a way to leave, found out bitterly that he was under house arrest.

Let's say that after Wang Lin was forced to join the Corpse Yin Sect and cultivated in the sect for a period of time, he felt that this place was very mysterious and frightening, so he wanted to leave this place.

Not long after walking, he came to a cave. As soon as he walked out, Wang Lin suddenly stopped, and saw the head disciple sitting cross-legged in the cave. He stared at Wang Lin and said:
"Master, please come back. Before the first ancestor left, he specially instructed that no one should leave their respective caves without authorization. Master, don't make it difficult for me."

Wang Lin swept his eyes, nodded, took a few steps back, turned around and walked towards his cultivation hole, he pondered in his heart, things have changed!

The Corpse Yin Sect was strictly guarded, which was something Wang Lin expected, but no matter how strict it was, there was no need to arrange a middle-stage foundation-building expert outside Wang Lin's cave.

When he came here before, Wang Lin clearly remembered that he was a disciple of about the thirteenth floor of the Qi Condensation Stage.

After thinking for a while, Wang Lin searched for another exit in his cultivation cave without saying a word, and walked out. Not long after, he came to the end of the passage, and a slightly smaller cave appeared in front of him.

But just after taking a few steps, Wang Lin stopped immediately. On the ground in the cave, a black young man sat cross-legged. He stared at Wang Lin with a cold expression, without saying a word. .

"It's in the middle stage of foundation building again..." Wang Lin's eyes and pupils shrank slightly, and he took a few steps back and turned to leave. It was not until he walked far away that the other party's consciousness was removed from him.

In this way, Wang Lin walked a total of eleven passages, except five of them were blocked by the other side, preventing entry, the other six were all controlled by the foundation-building period, and even in one cave, there was actually a foundation-building stage sitting. Late masters.

Wang Lin returned to the cultivation cave with a heavy heart, sat cross-legged on the ground, and pondered. This time he strayed into the strange sect, and he was already in a desperate situation and could not fly.Could it be that the opportunity to summon the old man to make a move is going to be wasted here?Wang Lin was very confused.

At this moment, Wang Lin's chest suddenly hurt, and he felt that something that made him feel overwhelmed was about to happen.

"Ding, the special mission is open, does the host accept it?"

"Accept!" Wang Lin replied, suppressing the uneasy feeling in his heart.

"Special mission - rescue!"

"The relatives of the host have been found by the enemies in the Nascent Soul Stage, please return to your hometown in time to save your relatives!"

Listening to the notification sound from the system, Wang Lin seemed to be struck by lightning. How could this happen?When did he provoke the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage?

Looking at Wang Lin who was a little flustered because he was concerned about the safety of his parents, Taihua sighed, and finally decided to intervene in this matter.

Although Wang Lin's will and strength will be greatly improved after the tragic experience of the massacre of his relatives, but Taihua still does not want Wang Lin to suffer such severe pain.

After getting along with each other for these years, watching Wang Lin grow from a slightly immature boy to a qualified immortal cultivator, I have long regarded him as my apprentice in my heart.Seeing that Wang Lin, who had never panicked even when his life was in danger, felt a little helpless at this moment, Taihua still couldn't calm down and ignore this matter.

"Grandpa, you finally came out. My parents are in danger. Can you save them?"

"Are you sure you want to use this summoning to save your parents?"

"I'm sure, if I can't even keep my parents, then I, Wang Lin, will still cultivate some kind of immortality!"

After finishing speaking, he prostrated himself and lowered himself: "Grandpa, I, Wang Lin, beg you to save my parents, please!"

Looking at Wang Lin who was kneeling on the ground again, Taihua Kongkong gently helped him up: "I have saved your parents, as for your own safety, you have to rely on yourself, without further ado, I will take a step first .”

Seeing the old grandfather who disappeared into a stream of light, Wang Lin felt a little more at ease. Thinking of the old grandfather's past deeds, the panic in his heart gradually calmed down.

Seeing the foundation-building stage monks blocking the entrance of the cave, Wang Lin sneered and walked slowly towards the entrance of the cave. No one could stop him from going home!
As the voices and appearances of his parents continued to emerge in his mind, the aura of the extreme realm that Wang Lin emerged from practicing Huangquan Ningqiao Art continued to become stronger and boiled.

"Those who stop me, Wang Lin, will be killed!" The cold and heartless voice spread throughout the Yin Corpse Sect.

(End of this chapter)