Of course, the uncle was so angry that he thought it was a killer move that he would put Lin Fan to death.

He thought that after telling such a secret matter, everyone in the world would be afraid of Lin Fan's "family background and background". Even those two noble masters would make bloody moves on Lin Fan.

As a result, he was regarded as a joke. People in both worlds were sneering at him, and he lived to be a dog at the age of a dog. He wanted to deceive the world, but he didn't want to find a suitable lie and make a joke.

Especially the people of the Seventh generation, he even more despised him, thinking that he could not use Lin Fan, so he came up with such a foolish move.

At this time, the uncle's mansion was in the palace.

The uncle's eyes were cold, and in his cold eyes, it seemed that the galaxy was about to be silent, as if there was an infinite world in it.

"Do you want me to take action?"

An emperor spoke, very gloomy and cold.

"You take action?" The uncle looked at the emperor with contempt: "Are you sure you can kill him under the guard of the shadow?"

The emperor said angrily: "Are you just watching Lin Fan continue to be free?"

"Xiaoyao?" The uncle grinned: "He won't be free for long, so can the Holy Holy corpse be so easy to get it?"

The uncle snorted coldly: "If there is something really amazing on that remains, how can I not be able to detect it? Moreover, I deliberately left many backs on the remains. If Lin Fan did not try to gain something from that remains, then that would be fine. If he dared...hum...... he didn't know how he died."

The emperor's pupils shrank: "Is it because the uncle of the king deliberately let Lin Fan know about this news?"

"That's not to say that Lin Fan is as wise as a demon. If he does that, he will not be fooled." The uncle sneered, with the expression of crushing Lin Fan from his IQ.

"Could the Emperor Prisoner be the one who is the uncle?" The Emperor was shocked.

"Hmph, the fool of Yuniu, who has always paid attention to gratitude for his whole life, how could he become the person of this emperor?" The uncle secretly hated and continued: "The Dragon King has a Holy Holy Corpse. This is not a secret. I just let the news expand unintentionally. Of course, Yuniu also "accidentally" saw an ancient book, which made him feel that if Lin Fan got this Holy Corpse, he would have gained something."

"The uncle of the country is very smart, real and real, and connected. I admire him. It's no wonder that Lin Fan was fooled."

The emperor praised and flattered.

"Tsk tsk... Lin Fan must be comprehending the Heng Holy Corpse at this time, right? This is great." The uncle grinned: "He will eventually become a madman, and even his close relatives will die tragically at his hands."

He slowed down: "Of course, this madman is temporary, and he will wake up one day." The uncle looked at the emperor viciously, with a ferocious face, and asked: "You said, what would he do if Lin Fan killed his old friend during the madman and eventually returned to normal?"

The emperor was cold all over.

What a vicious uncle.

If this is true, Lin Fan would be tortured to the point of being crazy.

"I invited that corpse, and I have been meditating for hundreds of years, without any gains. So many emperor-level figures can be understood without any use. Who does Lin Fan think he is?"

This conversation ended with the gentle and sarcastic words of the uncle.

In fact, the realm of the Great Sage has not been released for tens of thousands of years, let alone the saint?

Time flies, and three years have passed.

In the past three years, Lin Fan has never appeared in front of the world. The retreat room made of digging up the mountain has been closed, and many spider webs have grown on the door.

If Lin Fan's life lamp had not been burning more vigorously, Princess Jue, Xu Yang and others would have probably rushed in long ago.

The seventh realm seemed to have become as calm as stagnant due to Lin Fan's temporary silence.

In a blink of an eye, two more years have passed.

Xuyang came to the Admiral's Mansion from time to time. He was very busy and wanted to guard the Long Camp and take charge of Lin Fan's territory. If it weren't for Princess Jue sending many capable personnel from the palace, and Meng Ke and others were gradually growing to the point where they could stand alone, the territory of these two territory would definitely be a mess.

"Do you really plan to become a Hengsheng in one fell swoop?"

Xuyang murmured, and he looked at the closed door.

"Xuyang."

Fairy Qingyue is here. She has never left the Admiral's Mansion since she recovered her memory.

The reason is that Lin Fan’s agreement with her has not been completed, but in fact, what is the reason? Maybe only she herself knows.

"What's the matter with fairy?" Xuyang looked at the peerless figure with a smile.

"Among the three thousand islands, an island suddenly appeared, doing everything evil, and seven or eight islands have been flattened." Fairy Qingyue frowned with a beautiful brow.

Xuyang frowned: "It seems that he can't help it, and he can't wait to know Brother Lin's recent situation."

Fairy Qingyue nodded.

Xuyang said: "What do you think is it?"

Fairy Qingyue said coldly: "I will lead 30,000 Hell Army to combat the bandits."

"Okay." Xuyang nodded.

Fairy Qingyue turned around and left, and soon the army set out.

Just the moment Fairy Qingyue boarded the boat at the pier and left - "Boom!"

A whole mountain range exploded, and a figure covered in dark gold rushed to the sky from the splattering rocks, releasing a vast power.

This breath suffocates the holy realm figures and makes the emperor realm figures palpitations!

This is only the Hengsheng who has not appeared in this sky for several epochs.

"roar……"

The dark gold sound roared to the sky. He held the sky in his hand, and a ball of unformed mother gold liquid kept twisting beside him, as if he was about to become an object.

"Click!"

The disaster is coming!

Above the sky, six huge thunder eyes appeared, cold and ruthless. A thunder spear suddenly shot out from the thunder eyes, descending from the nine heavens, killing Lin Fan's sky spirit cap.

Lin Fan laughed wildly. He was fearless and actually went towards the spear. He pulled out a halberd and pulled the thunder spear to break.

Six huge thunder eyes actually bloomed in a humanized manner, like a dragon provoked to majesty, rioting together, and thunder spears one after another, like silver rainbows destroying the world.

Lin Fan roared a long time, and he threw Zhu Tian out of his hand, faced the spear, and then roared again, and shot the ball of mother gold liquid into Lei's eyes.

Not only did he want to overcome the tribulation, he also wanted to use this great catastrophe that was rare in a thousand years to forge his weapon. At the same time, he wanted to make Zhu Tian truly become a Heng Holy Soldier and an invincible weapon that could fight against the emperor's weapon.

Zhu Tian roared. The soldier soul that had already penetrated into Zhu Tian since he was in the One Yuan Holy Land appeared, just like Lin Fan, and fought against the Thunder Eye with Zhu Tian.

Lin Fan strictly followed the ancient method of casting tools given to him by Fairy Qingyue and was tempering his own tools.

He wanted to make a big bell.

If this clock can be achieved in the end, when fighting against others, he will kill the enemy and use the clock to defend himself, and his combat power will definitely soar to many levels.

"Brother Lin!"
Chapter completed!