Lin Fanxue Qianrou

Lin Fan didn't say a word. In fact, a scene appeared in his soul. It was the first generation of Yuanzi angrily killing the so-called hunters, and using the rules and Taoist souls to build a soul forging Tan, the scene of Fuze's descendants.

That scene of the battlefield, even if it was the imprint of countless years ago, still made him feel unsteady, and he vomited blood. It is conceivable how far the cultivation bases of the two sides of the fight have reached.

Moreover, the man in white once said that a group of them evolved the world, and there must be a first generation of monads among them. What is the difference between the evolution of the world and creation?

It is conceivable that with the cultivation base of this yuanzi, and one yuanzi was once the master of the lower world!

Inference from this, maybe the man in white is the master of the lower realm before or after this Yuanzi.

The man in white sighed: "The thirty masters of the lower realm will all be buried in the smoke and dust."

Lin Fan was startled, Thirty Masters!

Unexpectedly, they are all dead!

The man in white smiled: "It's too early to say this now, just keep caring about the ground in front of you. There are some things that you can't hide from. You will pay the price for what you get. This is cause and effect. Someday you'll understand."

Lin Fan still had a thousand questions in his mind, but the scene changed, and when he came to his senses, he had already returned to the seventh floor, and everyone was still in the divided area.

And the moment Lin Fan arrived, those areas that separated everyone burst into pieces, and everyone appeared.

At the same time, the man in white said: "The Lintian Pill belongs to you, so you don't need to fight for it, but you can share the opportunities on the seventh floor."

The 46 people all showed unwillingness in their eyes!

The chances on the seventh floor are against the sky, maybe the sum of them can't compare to Lintian Pill!

Who is this lucky guy who got the Lintian Pill?

Could it be Lin Fan?

If it is really Lin Fan, he has really committed the wrath of the public. If one person gets so many rare fates, he will definitely attract everyone's siege!

The eyes of Mo Yao and other soul refining powerhouses are extremely cold. They have reached this level, and it is really too difficult to improve their cultivation base, so they are bound to get this Lintian Pill!

Whoever gets it, they will grab it.

Lin Fan smiled wryly, this old man, didn't he know how to secretly give it to him?

Why do you want to make it so well known?

"The winner of Lintian Pill, Lin Fan."

Lin Fan could hear that the voice of the man in white had a hint of schadenfreude!

"Boy, don't blame me. Whichever way you want to go, when it comes to suppressing an era, I have come here step by step."

Lin Fan's anger rose from his heart, and the evil turned to his guts, saying: "But, you are dead."

A elixir, wrapped in brilliance, seems to be refined from the essence of the moon. It slowly falls from the void, like a full moon, attracting everyone's attention. Many people are eager to move. If it is not for the mysterious person, someone will definitely snatch it .

Some people are licking their lips, and some people's eyes are condensed into reality, shooting two feet away!

This is Lintian Pill, a top-notch pill that can make people break through three small steps!

Lin Fan stretched out his hand, flipped his palm over, and put it into the talisman ring. He felt that at the moment he put the Lintian Pill into the talisman ring, at least forty murderous eyes were staring at his holy mountain with undisguised intent. !

"Lin Fan, put away my elixir, I will come and get it!"

Mo Yao directly transmitted the voice, cold and murderous.

At the same time, the soul-refining masters of Dayan Holy Land and Primordial Holy Land all sneered, Lin Fanpei owns this kind of fate?

As long as you get out of this place and get out of the monitoring range of the mysterious person, you will kill Lin Fan and snatch the Lintian Pill!

Lin Fan sneered, do so many people want to kill and seize the treasure?

He waits!

Murderous Intent lingered, the temperature here plummeted, and the space was torn apart by Murderous Intent.

But with the appearance of all kinds of destiny on the seventh floor, the murderous intention disappeared in an instant, and everyone was scrambling for the opportunity. At this time, naturally no one would pay attention to Lin Fan any more.

When all kinds of fate belonged, the voice of the man in white appeared again: "The eighth layer is opened."

This time it was no longer a scene change, but a spiral staircase appeared out of nothing, spiraling upwards, everyone's eyes flashed, this is the passage leading to the eighth floor?

Lin Fan glanced at Qingluan, motioning to follow his footsteps, Qingluan nodded, and then Lin Fan stepped forward.

The eighth floor is too wide. There are jade bottles floating in the pavilion. They are all pills, which represent opportunities. There are also pages of papers of various colors, which are ancient pill recipes.

But Lin Fan and Qingluan just glanced at it and didn't pay any more attention. They were looking for the corridor leading to the ninth floor.

Wu Qingcheng and others also came up, and the scene was out of control for a while, because there were too many opportunities and against the sky, and everyone was fighting for it. People with power are all robbing, which also leads to more people dying and more bloody competition.

When all the opportunities on the eighth floor belonged, the voice of the man in white sounded again, saying, "The opportunities on the eighth floor are gone, let's go."

Everyone's expressions changed!

There are nine floors in this Pill Tower, why did they only reach the eighth floor and they are asked to retreat?

Not reconciled!

The higher the floor, the more chances are against the sky. On the eighth floor, there have been fourth-grade divine pills, as well as many lost ancient pill recipes. From this, it can be inferred that the ninth floor must be even more against the sky. How can they let it go easily? Past the ninth floor? ?

But, what kind of people are the people in white clothes, how can they estimate their feelings, when the hurricane blows, everyone's face changes drastically, because they feel an irresistible force coming, wanting to push them out of Danlou!

But even during this frenzy, some people caught a glimpse of Lin Fan standing still in place!

Did not feel the slightest resistance!

That is to say, Lin Fan can go to the ninth floor!

envy, jealousy, hate!

Lin Fan has already won several floors of Heavenly Fate, and even the Lintian Pill, and now it seems that the ninth floor of Heavenly Fate must belong to him!

I hate it!

Why don't you enjoy such good things by yourself?

And because of this, people like Mo Yao looked at Lin Fan even colder, with a sneer.

Lin Fan turned his head and saw Mo Yao speaking silently, but Lin Fan could clearly understand his meaning: "Hold my Tian Yuan!"

The others were also sneering, as if they had already regarded Lin Fan as food, and they would kill him and eat the meat when he gained weight.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a moment. When the hurricane swept away, basically everyone was blown away. The reason why the word "basic" was used was because an ordinary jade hairpin appeared in Qingluan's hand, and this jade hairpin appeared Finally, the hurricane Ben wrapped her stopped and put her on the eighth floor smoothly.

Lin Fan glanced at this jade hairpin, it was Xuemei's hair accessory, it seemed that this Xuemei really planned everything for Qingluan.

The man in white said: "You two, go to the ninth floor."

Both Lin Fan and Qingluan were overjoyed!

Wuhun Pill, here we come!

And at the moment when the two of them disappeared, another beautiful figure appeared, that was because she activated the martial spirit and made the man in white feel the familiar aura.

"Are you going to the ninth floor too?" the man in white asked.

The beautiful figure nodded. "

"Then you go."

The beautiful figure was gone.

"It's fun now."