Lin Fanxue Qianrou

Moyao is dead!

Everyone can't believe it!

That is a strong man in the fourth realm of soul refining, who was beheaded to death by a little monk in the third realm of congealing the essence, and his body was reduced to pieces, a veritable death without a whole body!

This is a great feat. Lin Fan succeeds in defeating immortals retrogradely, and it will cause a big earthquake in the world of cultivators!

He broke the precedent and set a precedent in the history of cultivators. Who said that minor cultivators can't kill the powerful?

It is estimated that it will inspire many young people. They are a generation full of passion and fantasy, with dreams in their hearts!

Of course, this is only for outsiders, but for Qinglin and others, this is a disaster, and their hearts cannot be calm anymore!

Mo Yao was killed by Lin Fan, what about them?

If he was targeted by Lin Fan, would he be able to survive?

The heart was trembling, the soul was trembling, everyone who was an enemy of Lin Fan was in fear, for fear that a catastrophe of life and death would happen to them!

They just figured it out now, the figure before the start of the killing calamity was not Lin Fan's real body at all, but his Dao body, with the explosion of a Dao body, in exchange for a chance to kill!

This Lin Fan is so ruthless, dao body, and so mysterious that people don't even know what is true and what is false!

"Pfft."

Big mouthfuls of blood spattered from Lin Fan's mouth. This was really not a disguise, but because he was seriously injured, and beheading Mo Yao was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, and the price was a bit high. Now, he feels that His soul was torn in two, and the pain penetrated to the marrow.

The most important thing is that the Shenlong Wuhun in Shenhun is dull and dull, it has lost all its colors, and it doesn't have that sense of agility anymore. You know, Dao body Lin Long was originally transformed from Shenlong Wuhun, and he was just slashed by Mo Yao, which damaged Shenlong Martial soul.

If it wasn't for the Lightning Martial Soul as a support, Lin Fan wouldn't have dared to work so hard knowing that he could make up for the debt of the Martial Soul. Fighting against Mo Yao once without loss, the most important thing is that after wearing this battle armor, it seems to be able to increase his soul power reserve to the greatest extent, otherwise he will probably have to pay a higher price, and even have to overdraw his potential to kill Kill Moyao!

Qingluan immediately rushed to Lin Fan, Lihua said with rain, "Can you stop working so hard?"

"I am fine."

Lin Fan smiled, showing his bloody teeth.

"tumultuous!"

"tumultuous!"

"tumultuous!"

Countless murderous intentions rose in an instant, all locked on Lin Fan, the invisible killing intent wanted to kill people's souls!

The temperature here suddenly dropped by an unknown number of degrees, and layers of ice crystals were solidified on the surface.

"Lin Fan, where did your battle armor come from?"

A strong man asked, with a trace of fear in his eyes!

That pair of battle armor is so familiar, it was from the hands of the Almighty, it was given to the descendants, and it was brought into the emperor's tomb.

The soul-refining expert in Dayan Holy Land, his eyes twitched violently, and the fear in his heart couldn't stop. He remembered that before leaving the emperor's tomb, he slapped his chest in front of the big thing to promise that the armor protector would be safe, otherwise he would apologize!

but now

Lin Fan sneered and got up, even though every movement of his body felt like tearing pain, he still stood upright like a pine tree, proud like a god!

"What do you guess?" Lin Fan said coldly.

Then a pair of daggers reappeared: "Is this thing familiar?"

"Roar!"

The soul refiner in Dayan Holy Land roared, and the smoke, mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees burst into slag immediately!

He knows it's over!

What he feared the most happened. How can he explain it when he returns to the Holy Land?

"And this thing, whose family is it?" Lin Fan seemed to show off, a rune with two deep cracks reappeared.

This time, it was the turn of the soul refiner of the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns to turn pale!

This is the Death Rune!

There are only three pieces in the entire holy land of spirit patterns, and this one belongs to the grandson of a certain big thing!

But now, these heavenly treasures are in Lin Fan's hands!

"And these!"

Lin Fan laughed wildly, shook his big hand, and a long series of rune rings were chained by soul power, all shining with precious light, shining brightly!

"And these!"

Lin Fan shook his hands, and several ancient crocodiles more than ten feet long appeared, sending smoke and dust flying all over the ground!

"I'm going to eat you alive!" the dragon crocodile roared!

Those are his people!Now, all dead!

"Lin Fan, why are you so ruthless! There are more than two hundred cultivators, did you kill them all?"

A person from the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns trembled, accusing and cursing.

"Cruel?"

Lin Fan's face turned cold: "Killers will always be killed! I have no enmity with your spirit patterns, but since you have taken action against me, we will settle the debt slowly!"

The soul-refining expert in the prehistoric holy land roared: "Lin Fan, you must die! Even if you can escape from the ancient tomb, there will be no place for you in the whole world, and even the one-yuan holy land will not be able to protect you!"

Lin Fan simply didn't want to respond to his words!

He wanted to kill him because of a chance, but he killed him instead. Who can blame him?

Qinglin shouted angrily: "Escape from the ancient tomb? Is it possible? Right here, send him on his way!"

"Yes! Kill him! Avenge the many brothers and sisters!" The disciples of the Primordial Holy Land roared.

"Kill him and avenge everyone!"

"Kill!"

All kinds of shouts and killings sounded.

Lin Fan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, lightning appeared under his feet, he just dodged, and he was in mid-air, overlooking everyone, and finally shouted: "I don't care about the rest, but if someone dares to chase you from the Yiyuan Holy Land today, if I don't die today, you will all die! "

The disciples in the One-Yuan Holy Land changed their colors, their rushing footsteps stopped suddenly, coupled with Qingluan's cold eyes, finally, no one in the One-Yuan Holy Land chased and killed Lin Fan except for a few disciples who were loyal to Qinglin.

Wu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and winked at the people of Jiuhuang, and then the strong people of Jiuhuang came out to stop a group of people who wanted to chase and kill Lin Fan. Together, he led his disciples to stop a group of people.

Li Qingxuan looked at Lin Fan who looked like a man of blood in the air, and after a wry smile, he stopped the people from the Holy Land of Spirit Patterns from chasing after him.

Even so, countless people attacked Lin Fan.

"Great kindness to everyone, Lin Fan, remember, I will not die! This kindness must be repaid!"

After Lin Fan let out a loud roar, the lightning flashed under his feet, and he rushed forward.

"Want to escape? Die for me!"

Qinglin was furious, and punched out, the domineering fist pierced the world, and a wave filled the world, as if it could surpass the domineering intentions of the common people to attack and kill Lin Fan.

Lin Fan turned his head, took a deep look at Qing Lin, and ran forward even faster regardless of the punch marks that were coming towards him.

He didn't dare to stay at all, now he has a big problem, he is exhausted, his mind is splitting, he must escape, if he is surrounded, today is in danger!

Maybe it will really die!

Regardless, just run away, his heart is full of murderous intent, this matter is not over, as long as he gets the Phoenix ring, these people, wait for him!