Twin martial arts

Of course Lin Fan didn't know about these things.

At this time, he encountered the greatest catastrophe in his life.

Lin Fan stands up to the sky, his body is above the nine heavens, his feet are on the nether world, the endless nebula is only halfway up his waist, and the stars are not as big as his fingernails.

As Lin Fan was crossing, those five-color lightning bolts slashed on the dharma body from time to time, and the dharma body exploded, and the splashed flesh and blood destroyed the surrounding stars beyond recognition. It seemed that this whole world would be accompanied by Lin Fan's dharma body. wither.

"Why didn't it show up?"

Qingxiao frowned, and then seemed to think of something: "Could it be those people are making a move?"

Of course his guess is true, for a person like Lin Fan to cross the catastrophe, there will definitely be real creatures killed; it is also normal for gods to appear in the thunder catastrophe.

But at this time, only the catastrophe of heaven and earth came and condemned Lin Fan.

"Get out of here!"

Lin Fan was roaring, fighting in the terrifying disaster.

Those thunders, those lightning bolts turned into 'undead legions' one after another, attacking and killing Lin Fan.

This is a spirit that was born following the will of heaven and earth. Although it is illusory, it is actually not much different from real creatures. Where.

Lin Fan was on a killing spree, and Yu Wanjun was getting headaches from it.

Soon, Lin Fan discovered the benefits. Whenever his dharma body killed these spirits who were born with the will of heaven and earth, there would be an unimaginable ray of energy absorbed by his dharma body, thus nourishing his physical body.

This made Lin Fan fight even more fiercely.

But soon, everything changed!

The spirit that filled the sky was gone, and what was replaced was a big bell with the word Miehun on it.

Below, countless people were terrified.

"Destroyer Bell!"

These three words seem to have some kind of magical power, making countless tribes or ethnic groups in the silent land tremble with fear, or flee into the ancestral temple, under the shelter of the clan, or cut off the shield of their five senses I no longer dare to look at my own spiritual consciousness.

Even Qingyue was terrified at this moment.

The prestige of this artifact is too great, no one can explain its origin clearly, it seems to have existed since the beginning of Hongmeng, participated in countless battles of gods, it seems that every battle of heaven has his presence.

According to real historical records, there were eight gods who died under this bell!

"It's a pity." Qing Xiao laughed: "You are destined to die under this thing, and you thought you would have a chance to fight me."

When the bell appeared, all the rules and order were dissipated, including the avenue that was still entangled towards Lin Fan until now, and so on, all collapsed, or all fled.

This let Lin Fan know that this soul-killing bell must be extremely cruel and extraordinary, even if it can be called an ancient weapon.

"Zhu Tian, ​​go, don't let me down."

Beside Lin Fan, Zhu Tian, ​​who was bathed in thunder and calamity, flew up, tearing apart the universe, and the tip of the halberd bloomed with a bright cold light, and headed towards the soul-destroying bell.

The tribulation is continuing, Lin Fan's dharma body is sitting cross-legged, watching the battle between Zhu Tian and Miehun Zhong.

I have to say that the Miehun Bell is too terrifying. Even if the origin of Zhutian is unpredictable, so far, Lin Fan does not know how many mothers have been involved in it, and he has gone through thousands of battles with him, but he is still fighting against the Miehun Bell. We are at a disadvantage in the battle.

In the end, the two weapons hit the real fire, and the spirits of the weapons appeared.

The only difference is that the spirit of Zhutian's weapon suddenly looks like Lin Fan, holding Tianzhu to go up to the sky and fight against Jiuyou, but the weapon of Miehun Bell is a hazy light, even if Lin Fan's eyesight is poor, he can't see it. I can't see what kind of creature it is.

"No." Lin Fan frowned: "This is not the device itself, it should be just a projection."

But it was because of this discovery that Lin Fan felt his scalp go numb!

according to his perception.

Although Zhutian is only a semi-divine weapon, it carries the map of mountains and rivers, and there is his small world inside. Compared with ordinary ultimate weapons, it is not too weak.

But this soul-destroying bell can actually crush Zhu Tian, ​​it's hard to imagine how strong he is, and what about the owner of this soul-destroying bell?How bad is it?

hum.

The soul-killing bell trembled suddenly, and a sound wave that seemed to destroy the world raged everywhere.

The stars exploded, the universe turned into ashes, and the avenues became empty, causing Lin Fan to cough up blood, which made Lin Fan horrified.

He was already high enough to look down on the soul-killing clock, but at this moment, he still underestimated it.

It can be said.

This is the strongest ultimate weapon he has ever seen, bar none.

"Lord!"

Zhu Tian roared angrily, and his eyes were about to burst.

It was still fighting and fighting, but it couldn't protect Lin Fan and caused him to be injured, which made him blame himself.

"It's nothing, I don't know if this is a weapon handed down from that era, you are not an opponent, it's normal."

Lin Fan opened his mouth, and at the same time, he thought of Deathstroke.

The death bell and the death bell have similarities, but the death bell was destroyed by him, and finally swallowed by the chaotic god-suppressing bell, and the two became one.

"In this world, the instrument that imitates this clock is unknown, but who can imitate it in case?"

Even Qing Xiao was extremely afraid of this soul-killing bell, and sighed like this.

This sentence was caught by Lin Fan, and he frowned. Is the death bell just one of the failed imitations?

But at that time, it almost made him hate the Northwest.

"war!"

Zhu Tian fiercely fought against the sky to prevent disasters for Lin Fan.

Lin Fan glanced at it, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, concentrating on the Tao, and concentrating is the result.

The fruit of the Tao, the success of the demigod.

With a click, Zhu Tian exploded directly, but reorganized in the next moment, and it turned out to be more and more courageous.

Lin Fan clasped his hands in vain, the sound of Dao rumbled, and the Sanskrit sound burst into bursts. Endless Dao poured into his hands, but these Dao had nothing to do with the big world, they were all absorbed from his own small world.

At this point, Lin Fan had already made his own path clear. It should be said that he understood the path that Thor and the others wanted him to follow.

Obtaining the World Seed since he was a child, and then obtaining the Jianmu, all represent that he has inherited karma.

He looked at the power of faith surging like a sea on the highest mountain in the small world, with a light finger, the endless power of faith swarmed in, and all of them poured into his Dao fruit. At the same time, Lin Fan has reached a critical point.

Only the last point is needed to become a demigod.

"cut!"

At this moment, a gate of heaven opened, and a six-eyed demon slashed downward.

Just a knife, and then disappeared.

puff.

Lin Fan coughed up blood.

This knife was too abrupt, even he could only passively resist it.

The Dao Fruit that was about to be completed suddenly split open, and the dharma body that stood upright collapsed at once, and Lin Fan's cracked body appeared in the void, but he didn't say much. Is it? It’s just a demigod, first it’s an unconventional disaster, and then it’s the soul-killing bell, and now it’s the gods themselves.”

But there was no response, Lin Fan's eyes were gloomy, and he cut off all the power of faith with a single knife, leaving his Dao Fruit lacking. It is indeed a demigod state, but Dao Fruit is lacking.

If it is an ordinary person, it will die directly, or the Tao will collapse and become a disabled person.

"God-suppressing bell, return."