Lin Fan and others went into seclusion again. Wu Jian and others accepted Lin Fan's martial soul essence, so they needed some time to adapt to the improvement.

Lin Fan, on the other hand, wanted to make up for his lost martial soul essence.

In the blink of an eye, three months passed. Lin Fan walked out of the room feeling refreshed. Although his cultivation level had not improved in the past six months, Lin Fan felt that he had completely stabilized his cultivation level at the eighth level of Yin Yuan.

above.

You must know that his promotion speed was too fast during this period, and he felt that his cultivation was a bit vain, so he just used these three months to settle down.

Shortly after he walked out of the room, Wu Jian was the first to break through the barrier and an ancient long sword rose into the sky. The mysterious runes on the sword were flowing and clanking, as if it could control the ups and downs of the heavens.

"Huh?"

Lin Fan looked at the ancient sword rising into the sky: "It's not a bad promotion."

Lin Fan smiled, it was worth it that he endured no less pain than Ling Chi. The swordless martial spirit had obviously improved a lot. The runes on the sword seemed to be more magical and the momentum was stronger.

"roar……"

The dragon roared, and the tiger beast with the head of a dragon and the body of a tiger galloped across the sky, bringing up waves of fishy wind, and a tragic atmosphere filled the air.

The transformation of this dragon tiger beast is more obvious than that of the long sword. Its tiger body has grown by at least five to six meters, and its ferocious dragon head brings a sense of oppression.

Wu Jian approached Lin Fan, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is this kid's improvement greater than mine?"

Lin Fan glanced at him and smiled: "Your own martial spirit is of a higher level than Li Guang's, so in the same time, his improvement will definitely be higher than yours."

"Hahaha... It's so cool! It's so cool! I feel like my martial spirit has been upgraded to at least one level now!" Li Guang's proud laugh came. His whole figure seemed to turn into a stream of light, and he rushed to Lin Fan and Lin Fan in an instant.

There is no sword in front of me.

Lin Fan patted him on the shoulder and told him to keep his voice down, because the retreat room where Chen Xuandong was was filled with soul power and the color of green gold was dazzling. It was obvious that he was about to break out.

Lin Fan said silently: "I wonder if Brother Chen's improvement is big enough."

Wu Jian and Li Guang both nodded silently. Chen Xuandong was the least talented among them. They also knew not to lag behind for the sake of their own cultivation. Chen Xuandong's efforts over such a long period of time have paid off.

Therefore, they all hope that Chen Xuandong's martial spirit can really advance and his talent can be improved.

"Hey..."

With a long roar, a huge Haidongqing spread its wings and soared into the sky. Its body was pure white, but its wings were dazzling dark gold.

As the wings flapped, sharp blades shot out, as if they could crush everything.

"Hahaha! Xuan level! My martial soul has finally reached Xuan level!"

Chen Xuandong has always been calm, but now he is roaring to vent the joy in his heart, Xuan Level! His martial soul has actually been upgraded to Xuan Level!

In the past, although his martial spirit belonged to the Genius class, if he did not reach the Xuan level, he would one day be forgotten by everyone. But now that he has been promoted to the Xuan level, it means endless possibilities!

It can be said that after his martial soul is promoted to Xuan level, his future road will be broader and smoother.

But all of this was brought to him by Lin Fan.

Chen Xuandong said: "Brother Lin, you and I don't need to say anything else, but in this life, I, Chen Xuandong, can take it away anytime you want!"

Lin Fan waved his hand and raised his head to look at the three tripartite martial spirits, his eyes bursting with light. What is the origin of his lightning martial spirit, and can it really advance other people's martial spirits?

Each of the three martial spirits had their own unique aura. They were suspended in the sky, and the various auras mixed together, putting Lin Fan's mansion under the unique oppressive power of the martial spirits.

At this moment, the lightning martial spirit in Lin Fan's mind trembled slightly, and the three mighty martial spirits that were suspended in the air just now began to sing softly, as if to please and beg for mercy, and quickly returned to their respective

In the soul of the host.

This scene made Wu Jian and the others smile bitterly. No matter how much their martial souls were improving, they would always be trembling in front of Lin Fan's mysterious lightning martial soul.

They even have a feeling that even if their martial souls are raised to sky-high prices that have never been seen before, this lightning martial soul can completely suppress them.

And just when they were rejoicing about the advancement of their martial spirits, a guest that Lin Fan was very familiar with came to Qinglin's floating island.

"Xiaoyao, Prince of Xiaoyao, would like to see the Holy Son Qinglin."

Xiao Yao is here. With his talent and status, it is not difficult to find a disciple in the Holy Land, so after his broken leg and arm were successively healed, he also came.

Soon, two geniuses appeared, took Xiao Yao to the island, and met Qinglin.

Xiao Yao completely lost the arrogance and arrogance he had in Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion. He lowered his head and said, "Meet the Holy Son Qinglin."

Qinglin glanced at him: "Is something wrong?"

Xiao Yao's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "I want to ask the Holy Son to preside over it, and I want to kill Lin Fan."

"oh?"

Qinglin said in surprise: "You have a grudge against him?"

Xiao Yaohan said in a cold voice: "The hatred of life and death!"

Qinglin nodded slightly: "Then go ahead. As long as you can kill him, you don't have to worry about other things."

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

Xiao Yao exudes strong self-confidence. He has not lived in vain for such a long time. In the past, he could not survive the days of debauchery because his hands and feet were broken, so he focused more on training. Now he has reached the level of Yin Yuan Six.

Heavy.

Therefore, he was full of confidence in killing Lin Fan, especially after hearing the news that Lin Fan's talent for cultivation was half-impaired. He was even more confident. No matter how powerful Lin Fan was, what would happen?

Who is not a peerless monster?

Until now, he still believed that his defeat to Lin Fan was just because he was besieged by the two men, and some of his powerful martial arts required strong soul support to be used, so he also attributed his defeat to Lin Fan.

Above the same level of battle.

"Lin Fan, get out and die!"

An extremely loud voice came from the inner door, once again pushing Lin Fan to the forefront.

It seems that since Lin Fan came to the Holy Land, he has been fighting and fighting non-stop. After he finally calmed down for three months, there was unexpectedly another extremely powerful person who declared war on him, and declared war to the death.

Everything about Xiao Yao has been uncovered. Under his various auras, his status as the heir apparent of Prince Xiaoyao is the most inconspicuous. After all, this is a holy land, and there are people with much higher status than him.

The most amazing thing is Xiao Yao's talent. Apart from the inherent bad qualities of some playboys, he is really very strong and truly a genius.

When Lin Fan learned the news, his heart was at peace. He was just a defeated general and would never be in his heart again.

"You don't deserve to fight me."
Chapter completed!