"Follow!"

The fiery intent in Qing Lin's eyes flickered!

Lin Fan and Qingluan actually passed through the seemingly overwhelming black light without damage, and successfully entered the stone gate.

This meant that there was no danger at all in this seemingly frightening light, so he couldn't wait any longer. After saying hello, he quickly stepped up to pass through the light, enter the stone gate, and compete for fortune.

The others were also very excited, they all volleyed towards the dark light, with a clear goal, that is the Shimen in this light.

Tweet!

Tweet!

The sound of piercing the sky was endless, everyone couldn't wait, their eyes were full of fire, they could already see the opportunity behind the stone gate, the halos, the halos, the books and soldiers floating up and down, like the most alluring poison .

"what"

Qinglin screamed suddenly, he rushed the fastest, so he was the first to be robbed, and a ball of thunder burst out under his feet, golden.

The sharpest spears of Lei Guangshi attacked the moment he stepped on his feet, piercing the soles of his feet, and the pain penetrated into the marrow of his bones. He jumped and roared angrily.

"Lin Fan! I will kill you!"

Others may not know it, but he has fought against Lin Fan more than once, and he feels a familiar aura from this thunder light, which belongs to Lin Fan.

The rest of the people changed their colors, but they just paid more attention to their feet, they didn't listen to their footsteps at all, and continued to rush forward.

The moment they were about to rush into the stone gate, two figures fled out in embarrassment. Lin Fan's face was pale, as if he had encountered the most terrible thing, and a blue claw was still on his lower back.

"Everyone, be careful, there are infinite soldiers behind the door, full of ghostly aura, and murderous intent to plunder the nine heavens."

Lin Fan was furious, it was really unlucky, he had just entered with Qingluan, when he was attacked and killed by a soldier like a ghost, he almost suffered a catastrophe.

"Lin Fan! Go to hell!"

Qinglin limped on one foot, but moved quickly, and he was in front of Lin Fan in the blink of an eye. He stretched out his big hand, and his soul power spun like a tornado. This is a tornado in his palm, and the lethality is too strong.

"boom!"

But as soon as he made a move, he was slapped and flew out by the soul refining expert of Jiuhuang, and the expert said: "He came out from inside and knows the situation well. You hurt him, so you go to find the way?"

Lin Fan chuckled, glanced at Qinglin, smiled, and said, "I really like to see you want to kill me, but you can't move me, it's pleasing to the eye."

This sentence almost suffocated Qinglin to death. Of course, the others didn't even bother to respond, they were all anxious. They had already come to the stone gate, and they could clearly see the circles of light and the clusters of light. They were all chance, but they couldn't be touched. Touch, because there was a big crisis inside, even Lin Fan was scared and ran out, and brought out a ghost claw, which looked too creepy.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The war drum sounded like thunder, and it sounded behind the stone gate, accompanied by a whimper like a devil's cry, Lin Fan's expression changed!

Only when you really enter the stone gate can you know that scene. It's too intrusive and terrifying, like the legendary Yin soldiers, row by row, blocking those visible opportunities behind them, and the pitch-black weapons are aimed at the door. Soldiers on expedition.

Qingluan's pretty face turned pale, and she was terribly frightened. Does such a thing really exist in this world? In the past, it was only heard in legends and rumors, but now it is in front of my eyes. According to legend, this Yin soldier It was transformed by the spirit of the dead, and just entered, it was a wave of life-sacrificing attacks.

The sound of war drums became more dull and powerful, and the battle formation that seemed to be about to charge made everyone's expressions change, but those opportunities were so attractive that no one was willing to give up, so after a moment of silence, the final discussion still opened the way with Lin Fan, and everyone followed. rush ahead.

"Follow me."

Lin Fan instructed Qingluan and Wu Qingcheng, and then the heavy halberd appeared in his hand, and he threw himself into the stone gate again.

Yin soldiers came rushing in like a tidal wave, black and dense, like patches of ghostly energy moving, they were very brave, there were Yin soldiers who straddled bone dragons and Yin horses rushed in, many cultivators couldn't avoid it, and they stepped into the stone gate In an instant, it was trampled into blood mud.

Lin Fan took the lead, with a heavy halberd in his hand like a dragon swimming in nine heavens, lightning made up for the brilliance, those Yin soldiers who approached him were blasted into nothingness by the sun's thunder, and slowly turned into green smoke.

"Stay away from the fire and burn the sky!"

Wu Qingcheng used her means, and with a shake of her hands, a large cluster of flames appeared, and a large area was burned, and the Yin soldiers were reduced to ashes.

"kill!"

There are screams of killing all around, very tragic and bloody, before the opportunity, corpses are everywhere, it is really suitable to be described as man-made money and dead birds for food.

"Roar"

The unicorn roared, a blue unicorn was rampaging, it was Qinglin making a move, he used his soul power to transform the shape and spirit of a martial soul, of course it contained a trace of his soul power, so it was very strong, the place where Qinglin charged, The ranks of Yin soldiers seemed to have been plowed, leaving a vacuum.

The actions of the people in Medicine God Valley are very distinctive. There is a strong fragrance coming from it. It seems that thousands of pill furnaces have been opened, and the fragrance of pills is tangy. Of course, these pills are ultimately a sharp weapon for killing people, a poison that eats bones. Similarly, Pieces of Yin soldiers fell down.

Of course, some cultivators screamed and were torn to pieces by Yin soldiers, with stumps and broken arms flying around.

"boom!"

Lin Fan didn't have time to withdraw the heavy halberd, and directly punched out, exploding a Yin soldier riding on the skeleton. He stepped forward, and then kicked out from the side of his body, and there was a thunder and light ball under his feet. , Seven or eight Yin soldiers charging towards him exploded into dust.

Qingluan followed closely behind, culling one by one, each of which could accurately kill a Yin soldier, and she killed very quickly.

In the end, the Nine Phoenix Kingdom amplified its move, and the seven of them used the word "soldier" together, and the soldiers will fight out one by one, fighting with the Yin soldiers, the lethality is too great.

Lin Fan's body was surrounded by lightning, the light crackled, and even his hair had electric arcs jumping. He killed so fast that he almost reached the light groups with soldiers and books.

It wasn't until two hours later that the shouts of killing gradually subsided, and the front of Chance Land was scarlet, with flesh and bones everywhere, and blood condensed in the low-lying areas on the ground, forming puddles that were horrible to look at.

I really don't know how many people died. Of the 800 people who entered the tomb, there are probably only about [-] people left now, and even a lot of people from the six major forces died.

But fortunately, this place has finally calmed down, the number of Yin soldiers has dropped sharply, and they no longer appear in large numbers. The road from here to those light groups seems to be safe, and the opportunity is at hand.

"Everyone, do we want to continue?" Some casual cultivators turned pale and trembled all over.

Six hundred people were silent, do you want to continue?

Opportunities are in front of you, but danger is also in front of you. Maybe after taking a step, there will be endless killings waiting for the master. How many people will die by then?

"Is this place really where we can come? I always feel that even a strong soul refiner may die without a burial." A cultivator at the fifth level of condensed essence lost an arm. During the fight between the Yin soldiers, he was bitten off by a bone dragon. He was covered in cold sweat and his mouth was blue.

"Nonsense, we've come here, Tianyuan is at our fingertips, should we give up?"

A tough person scolded him angrily. That was a cultivator from the Primordial Holy Land. He was naked to the waist and his muscles were gnarled. He was too strong.

"boom!"

Suddenly, those light clusters and halos exploded, and a bunch of warriors and ancient books flew around like a meteor shower, in all directions.

In fact, there are very few ancient books, only a dozen or so, but there are too many soldiers, and they all give people a feeling of high rank.

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