Lin Fanxue Qianrou

Qinglin's simple back, against the background of the still uncontracted light beam, looks so tall and mighty.

Everyone went crazy, not to mention grievances and grievances, Qinglin's cultivation of the One Yuan Heavenly Art is too important for the One Yuan Holy Land.

The decline of the One Yuan Holy Land was largely due to the fact that the One Yuan Heavenly Art had never been born.

The one-element holy land and one-element heavenly skill can be known just by hearing the name, but this one-element holy land is actually named after the one-element heavenly skill. As a result, if the heavenly skill does not last for 5000 years, how can the one-element holy land not decline?

Now, this Qinglin has cultivated to the sky, which will greatly strengthen the prestige of the One Yuan Holy Land. If Qinglin becomes an ancestor-level powerhouse, he will definitely be able to overwhelm an era.

Known as the number one attacking skill for thousands of years, it is definitely not just talk.

Qinglin rushed towards Yiyuanzi like a stream of light, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "Thank you, Master."

Yi Yuanzi smiled, "How?"

There was a gleam in Qinglin's eyes: "Six levels of confidence."

Yi Yuanzi nodded: "Get up, you are the protagonist today, you should first ascend to the sword position, and then do that thing."

Qinglin nodded, and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes: "Today, I am a swordsman, who is not convinced?"

Who dares to speak?

Even Huang Wushuang, Prince Da Xia, who was once as famous as him, would not dare!

He only dared to hide in the crowd, cursing viciously on his face, he was too unwilling, why did Qinglin really succeed in cultivation?

He knows it's over!

Not only him, but also his royal dynasty will be destroyed!

"Huang Wushuang, are you dissatisfied?"

He wanted to hide, but how could Qinglin let him go?

Ask by name directly.

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Huang Wushuang, and the crowd around him suddenly dispersed, highlighting his figure.

Everyone looked at Huang Wushuang with pity.

This may be the most miserable crown prince in all continents.

He and Qinglin stepped into the holy land together, entangled with grievances for too long, and was once known as the same name as Qinglin, the peerless twins of the holy land of one yuan.

But with the passage of time, he seemed to gradually disappear from the crowd, until now, finally, he was directly stepped into the mud by his life's enemy, and he would no longer have the strength to turn himself around.

Huang Wushuang's eyes were empty, as if the whole world had abandoned him, and the people who avoided snakes and scorpions seemed to be the last straw that crushed him, making his originally empty eyes flash with despair.

Seeing his expression, Qinglin laughed mockingly: "I passed by, how can someone like you deserve to be missed by me?"

Huang Wushuang's face flushed suddenly!

It was shy: "Qinglin!"

He roared!

"What's the matter?" Qinglin mocked and laughed. Now, what can this Huang Wushuang do?

Huang Wushuang grinned: "I admit, I lost the confrontation with you, but so what? Lin Fan is still here! He is still enlightening! Are you sure you will have the last laugh?"

Qinglin frowned slightly, looked at Lin Fan who was still sitting cross-legged, and a trace of worry flashed in his heart. According to common sense, he had already cultivated the Heavenly Art, so the Tianbei should continue to sink into the Nine Nethernesses. Why, is it still there?

But why is he afraid?

Smiling, he looked at Huang Wushuang: "You are so pitiful."

"What did you say?" Huang Wushuang said angrily, as if someone had stepped on his sore feet, "You and Lin Fan dare not be my subjects in Great Xia. Even your fathers kowtowed at my feet. , what is it?"

Qinglin gave him a contemptuous look: "You, so pathetic."

Everyone's eyes are more sympathetic.

This Huang Wushuang is really as Qinglin said, pitiful and pathetic.

It seems that the reason why he was gradually forgotten by everyone started when Lin Fan entered the Holy Land.

From the time Lin Fan stepped into this holy place of origin, after challenging everything, he gained a great reputation, and the demeanor that originally belonged to Huang Wushuang was snatched by Lin Fan.

Gradually, when people mentioned the Holy Land of One Yuan, they only knew about Lin Fan and Qing Lin, but they didn't know who Huang Wushuang was.

With his status and talent revealed earlier, he should be the protagonist, but the ending was so tragic.

Enmity with Lin Fan, enmity with Qinglin!

Until now, the only way to get revenge when Qinglin was trampled into the dirt was to use Lin Fan to suppress Qinglin.

How ridiculous.

Qinglin chuckled, and under the service of the elders, put on the royal robe and crown representing the position of sword son, surrounded by countless elders from the Dugu lineage, and walked towards the lofty platform.

When passing by Qingluan, he whispered: "Do you regret it? If you answered me then, now, you can accompany me to enjoy the glory of the world."

Qingluan's face turned cold, and her beautiful eyes stared at Qinglin coldly.

Qing Lin chuckled: "It's still not too late, if you come with me, I won't embarrass you, Xue Yufeng."

"Keng!"

The divine sword on Wujian's back contends, wanting to draw out its sheath to kill the enemy.

"Ants." Qing Lin glanced at Wu Jian and the others, his eyes were too full of murderous intent, and his eyes scanned the people who were close to Lin Fan one by one, and when he finished today's ceremony, he should kill these people.

He walked away, but Wu Jian and the others had ugly faces.

In front of them, saying such despicable words to the sister-in-law in their hearts drove them like crazy.

"It's okay, I believe Lin Fan won't let me down." Qingluan comforted with a smile.

No matter what the world is like, she always firmly believes that that boy will not disappoint anyone who cares about her.

Chen Xuandong opened his mouth and sighed.

What can we do now?

There is only expectation.

"Why didn't you kill him?" an elder beside Qing Lin asked.

Qinglin glanced at him and said, "There are rules to protect him. I used to attack him secretly, but the murderous intention was eliminated invisible."

The old man's pupils shrank.

Yiyuanzi was on the ten thousand-foot high platform. He looked at Qinglin who was coming towards the high platform with a smile, and issued a decree: "I, Jianzi of the Yiyuan Holy Land, shall enjoy worship from all directions, and open a large array of guardians to welcome guests from all directions."

"Boom!" With a sound, the guardian array opened, and at the moment of opening, many forces and heroes poured in.

Everyone looked at Qing Lin who was dressed in the royal robe and crown, and their pupils shrank!

It turned out that he was the one who comprehended the Heavenly Art?

"Qinglin? An old opponent!" A disciple of the Primordial Holy Land had a cold light in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, he is half a generation older than Qinglin, and entered the Holy Land three years earlier than Qinglin.

"He? He's just a defeated general. Kill him today." In Dayan Holy Land, a young man wearing straw sandals and carrying a long sword smiled ferociously.

These people did not hide their killing intent at all, they poured out like mountains and seas, and they all suppressed Qinglin who stopped and turned back.

Qinglin sneered, he was already prepared.

"Holy Land of the Desolate, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Yiyuan Jianzi."

"Dayan Holy Land, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Yiyuan Jianzi."

"Yaoshengu, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Yiyuan Jianzi."

"Sacred Land of Spirit Patterns, come to participate in the Enthronement Ceremony of Yiyuan Jianzi."

"Moying Mountain, come to participate in the enthronement ceremony of Yiyuan Jianzi."

There are too many, except for the Four Great Sacred Grounds, they are all the top-notch forces on this continent. They have declared themselves, and the plains are crowded.

The head of the Lingwen Peak sneered: "Hehe, even if you came to my One Yuan Holy Land to participate in the ceremony, why do you have murderous intentions in your heart?

"The disciples under the sect are ignorant, and the head of the peak laughs at it."

The leaders of the various forces laughed, it was all hypocrisy.

The fighting spirit suddenly rose, it was Qinglin, he pointed at everyone: "Why pretend? It's just a big fight with me, let's go together."

He pointed at everyone, looking at everything with contempt, and the fighting spirit in his heart seemed to burn the nine heavens, Qinglin looked down on everyone.