Lin Fanxue Qianrou

There was no vitality in the vast land, Lin Fan was staggering forward, and even the Lightning Martial Soul seemed to shrink like a withered flower.

The surging soul sea has dried up.

The young and strong body is like a dried tree stump.

Even the sharp eyes became cloudy.

But he kept going.

"Give up, you are so tired, why?"

Lin Fan raised his head weakly and stared at the sky: "Master is indeed very tired, but let me give up? It's impossible."

"Boom!"

Thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and Tiangong became angry, wanting to punish him for his disrespect.

"The power of lightning?" Lin Fan sneered, "It's just something I lost."

"Look, there is endless nothingness and boundlessness ahead. Where can you go? Go back. As long as you look back, you can regain your youth."

"Endless? Then I will step through the sky, what do you do?" Lin Fan held on to the last bit of strength, and he was still walking.

And under the other side of the sky.

Qing Lin is similar to Lin Fan, with the same shriveled body, but his eyes are still persistent: "You once said, I rescued you, and you gave me everything I wanted."

There was no echo in the eerie silent world, until after a stick of incense, a gloomy and evil word came from his body: "This is a primordial beast, if I dare to move, he will manifest directly and bring you and me together kill."

"Are you afraid too?" Qinglin sneered, "If you can't do it, will it be useful if I keep you in my body?"

There was another strange silence: "I dare not manifest, but I can use some rules to change the order of everything here. As for whether you can finally understand it, that is up to you."

Qinglin chuckled, but the voice was too unpleasant, like a gear that had been in full bloom for a long time: "You change the rules here, let me see the Yuan beast, and I will naturally be able to cultivate successfully."

Qinglin grinned grimly, holding a piece of decree tightly in his hand. It was a remnant of the first generation of Yiyuanzi, and it was given to him by the current Yiyuanzi.

At that time, Yiyuanzi in this life once said that if he had this thing, but he still couldn't comprehend the Yiyuan Heavenly Kungfu, it would only be his fault for not having enough talent and opportunities.

A wisp of invisible power of rules emanated from Qinglin's body, moistening things silently, without causing any discovery of the rule world here, but it is slowly changing the rules here.

In the end, the dust cleared away, the desolation and dead silence disappeared, and in front of Qinglin, a giant beast like a hill appeared. The name of this giant beast——Yuan!

"Holy Son of One Yuan, ask Yuan to impart the Heavenly Kung Fu." Qing Lin's body has also returned to its original state, with black hair fluttering and elegant demeanor.

Yuan Beast looked at Qinglin slightly surprised: "You can walk out of that world?"

Qing Lin bowed again: "Qiu Yuan imparts Heavenly Kung Fu."

A trace of doubt flashed in the dragon eyes of the Yuan Beast, and then said with disgust: "You have an aura that I hate very much. You are not qualified to practice this heavenly skill."

Qinglin clearly sensed that the dark aura hidden in his body shrank suddenly and hid it deeper, he grinned grinningly: "Yuan, I came here holding on to the relics of my predecessors."

Yuan Beast was staring at Qinglin, and after a while, said: "It's strange, that wisp of energy seems to have disappeared again."

Qinglin mocked in his heart, no matter how strong he is, he is just a beast, he took out the first generation of Yiyuanzi's decree, and said, "Is this enough?"

"His stuff?" Yuan Beast sighed, staring at Qing Lin for a moment: "I'll give you one Yuan Heavenly Kung Fu, whether you can realize it or not is up to you."

"Yes." Qinglin laughed loudly. In this world, is there a skill that he can't comprehend?

There was a crack on the dragon's head, and scarlet blood flowed out. It was his blood essence, and it shot directly into Qing Lin's eyebrows.

And at the moment when the essence and blood entered Qing Lin's eyebrows, Qing Lin fainted.

"He's weird." Yuan Beast said.

"It's really weird. It has an aura that I hate. It feels like I can't help but kill him, but that feeling disappears too quickly."

Yuan Beast was silent: "Sky Monument, are those things?"

"I'm just a monument, how do you know?"

It turned out that it was Tianbei who spoke to Yuan Beast!

"There is another kid, he has too much familiar smell." Tianbei said.

Yuan Beast was silent for a moment, and said: "I was born once, and only one person is allowed to realize it. This is the rule."

Tianbei was also silent: "This person is very strange. If he has the emperor's heavenly skill, it will be a disaster, and he must be suppressed with the same heavenly skill."

Yuan Beast sighed: "The Emperor is no longer here, but I will live forever."

The Tianbei was silent: "Take back a body and destroy the devouring energy."

"Yes." Yuan Beast agreed, and then looked at Qing Lin who fainted away, a little red light soaked into Yuan Beast from Qing Lin's body.

Tianbei smiled humanely: "Now, you can let the two of you realize it."

Yuan Beast sighed: "You have also been infected with many bad habits by humans, such as scheming."

A palm-sized monument appeared beside Yuan Beast's ear, and said softly: "I sensed the aura of the Emperor from him, it was very strong, maybe the road that the Emperor took will be accomplished."

The dragon eyes of Yuan Beast shined with brilliance: "Go and have a look."

In this desolate world, every step he took would bring up waves of smoke and dust. It was so lonely that Lin Fan couldn't move anymore. He was like a dead old monk, leaning against a dead tree, quietly waiting for death to come.

"Are you still holding on?"

The voice sounded again.

Lin Fan opened his eyes with difficulty, and forced a smile: "It won't last long, until death."

"Why are you working so hard?" This was obviously the voice of Tianbei.

"Guardian." Lin Fan opened his mouth weakly.

"Guardian? In order to protect, we roared the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and fought against the stars and seas. As a result, all tangible life died." This sentence is the original beast.

Lin Fan smiled arrogantly: "To die for the person or thing that should be protected is a worthy death."

"alright, you win."

Tianbei sighed, and then said: "He should be given a chance."

Yuan Beast was silent: "Yes."

Lin Fan's shriveled physical body recovered visibly with the naked eye, and eventually he also returned to youthful and vigorous.

"Anyone?" he was asking, which was his main concern.

"Qinglin." Yuan Beast appeared.

Lin Fan's pupils shrank: "Faster than me?"

Yuan Beast nodded: "He brought the decree of the first generation of Yuanzi, and I will give him a chance."

"Things from the first generation of Yuanzi? I have them too." Lin Fan opened his mouth, and then a silver white paper appeared.

And the soldier's soul was trembling violently. He emanated from Lin Fan's divine soul and floated above the Yuan Beast's head, like an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for thousands of years.

"You have also grown to this point." Yuan Beast looked up at Binghun and sighed.

Lin Fan blinked and didn't speak, but the Lightning Martial Soul in his mind reappeared again.

The "Thunder" Tianbei trembled suddenly, but then swallowed the next words under the sharp eyes of the Yuan Beast.

"I don't have time to talk so much with you, I just want to quickly understand the Heavenly Kung Fu, because if it is too late, it may be a tragedy."