Twin martial arts

Lin Fan smiled at Mimi, did this Qing Lin think too highly of himself?

With his own strength, want to take him and Qingluan down?

dreaming?

"Huh?" Lin Fan was startled, because his spirit sensed a familiar aura, he had met in this ancient tomb before, it was the man in white he had met when he was competing for the elixir.

"He's here?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed. Now, he is still not sure whether what the white-clothed man said is true or not, is it his remaining obsession or is he still alive in this world.

Qinglin's whole body was like a sea of ​​evil spirits, and the black evil spirits lingered around his front and back, like a demon god entwined with nine ghostly spirits. He strode closer in the void, his eyes were as sharp as cold electricity, and the light gushed out like a sword blade: "Hand over the dragon!" Soul grass, or die!"

Lin Fan's eyes were strange, and under the peeping eyes of the rune, he had already seen a figure in white clothes standing in mid-air, but no one could see it except him, just standing there gave people a feeling of support. From this day, the illusion of freezing this place, it seems that this figure in white is the only one in this world.

Qingluan's pretty face was cold: "Junior Sister Qingcheng has Dragon Soul Grass just like me, why don't you persecute him, but only target me? Is there no one who can protect me?"

Qinglin sneered, the cold light in his eyes became more pervasive, he didn't say anything, but the energy of heaven and earth was converging towards his fist, and the energy roared, as if resonating with the sky, the void was trembling.

Although he didn't speak, his attitude showed everything, that is, he deceived Qingluan that there was no one to protect him here.

"Not to mention whether you can kill us today, even if you can kill me, aren't you afraid that my master will destroy your soul?" Qingluan shouted.

Of course she is not afraid of life and death, but she is very angry in her heart, and has never been so despised by others.

When it comes to Qingluan's master, everyone here changes color. He is a ruthless character, and anyone who meets him will worry.

Qing Lin's face also changed slightly, but in the end he snorted coldly: "It's not her turn to make decisions on the One Yuan Holy Land."

As long as Lin Fan and Qingluan were beheaded, it would be worthwhile to offend Xuemei. If it is a fact, what can Xuemei do with him?

But does Qingluan have a master?

Lin Fan blinked and said, "You are dead."

Lin Fan opened his mouth, because he found that when Qing Lin said the above sentence, four large black holes suddenly appeared in the void around the man in white in mid-air, swallowing everything, even the light could not escape. .

Obviously, the two hundred and one people got angry.

"I'm dead? With you trash?" Qinglin laughed wildly, and then he looked down at the crowd: "Are you sure you don't want to do anything?"

"Please do as you please." The soul-refining expert of Medicine God Valley spread his hands to signal Qinglin to do whatever he wanted, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

The soul-refining expert in the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns snorted coldly, his attitude became obvious, and he made a very obvious disgusting appearance.

Qing Lin's face is cold and hard, is this the same expression?

But so what?

As long as the goal is achieved, it is easy to say anything. History books are always written by the winner. When he stands at the top, all the bad things about him will naturally be erased by him.

Qinglin sneered: "Okay, since you don't do anything, whoever dares to snatch the essence of Dragon Soul Grass after I refine it later has to think about the consequences."

"Bah!" All the disciples of the One Yuan Holy Land spat.

Lin Fan's old god was there: "Don't do it yet? Wait until I doze off."

Qing Lin grinned: "You are very arrogant."

A fist mark about a thousand zhang has been condensed, like a dark cloud, and the sunlight casts it down, outlining a terrifying circle of light.

"Today, the old and new grudges will be settled with you!" Qinglin roared, then twisted his waist suddenly, and punched down fiercely.

"Boom!"

The Qianzhang Fist Seal seemed to be able to suppress everything in the world, and when it landed with a bang, the world became dark, and nothing could be seen with the naked eye.

"Lin Fan, you are going to die!"

Qinglin laughed proudly!

Here, there is no outsider, and no one can save Lin Fan.

There is also no bullshit arena that restricts his cultivation and binds his cultivation.

This Lin Fan, how could he not die!

As long as Lin Fan is dead, he can get everything at his fingertips, and he can also get the Dragon Soul Grass, which is simply a great opportunity.

Wu Qingcheng is charming, a long sword has appeared in her hand, this fist mark is too strong, Lin Fan and Qingluan may not be able to resist, she must go to help.

But when she was murderous, she saw Lin Fan hugging Qingluan and smiling, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Everyone was also frightened by Qinglin's punch, they didn't expect that he had only half-steps to refine the soul, but the fist seal had already begun to have the momentum of soul refinement.

Afterwards, they saw Lin Fan smiling under the bombardment range of the fist print.

"Is this because you know you will die and don't resist?"

"Could it be a broken pot?"

Everyone is silent in their hearts.

"Haha, today's revenge, Lin Fan, don't worry, after killing you, none of your Lin family will be able to escape, and they will all be picked out and crushed to death." Qing Lin felt that since Lin Fan was born, a bird was pressing on him. The heavy burden suddenly disappeared, and the whole person felt refreshed.

But just when he was so excited that he almost went crazy, a cold hum came from the void.

It was just a cold snort, but it seemed to contain the power of heaven, the wind was no longer blowing, and the energy was no longer circulating, as if everything in the world had stopped, including of course the Qianzhang Fist that Qing Lin blasted out.

"Who! Who dares to stop me?" Qinglin's face changed drastically, and he shouted.

"Snapped!"

His answer was a slap in the face.

With a slap across the face, Qinglin was sent flying hundreds of feet away in mid-air, and hit a mountain top, causing the rocks to fly and smoke and dust to rise. One can imagine the force of this slap.

The face of the strong man of the ancient crocodile family changed drastically.

Sure enough, his perception was correct, there was really a big object hidden in midair, overlooking everything here.

He was thinking, if he hadn't stopped at the most critical moment, would he be the one being robbed now?

The corners of the mouths of the strong men from Medicine God Valley and Spirit Pattern Holy Land were twitching. They glanced at Li Qingxuan and Yao Chuchen gratefully. If they hadn't been blocked by these two, they would definitely not be any better than Qinglin now.

In the end, everyone looked at Lin Fan in unison. Could it be that this white figure who seems to be able to control the world is also Lin Fan's backer?

Didn't it mean that in this ancient tomb, only the strongest of the highest level of soul refining are allowed to appear?

But this man in white gave them the impression that he was countless times stronger than their Holy Land leader.

"Senior." Lin Fan blinked.

Qingluan frowned slightly. For some reason, she seemed to have seen this figure of the man in white before. After a while, she suddenly widened her eyes. She knew where this feeling came from. It was from her master Xuemei who often A portrait in hand!

The man in white glanced at Lin Fan and nodded.

It was just a simple nod, and everyone's expressions changed drastically!

It turned out that this mysterious strong man really knew Lin Fan!