Mo Yao is dead!

Everyone couldn't believe it!

That was a powerful man from the fourth level of soul refining. He was actually killed by a young monk from the third level of Condensing Yuan. His body turned into debris, and he was truly dead without a complete corpse!

This is a feat. Lin Fan successfully defeated the immortals in the retrograde direction, which will cause a major earthquake in the world of cultivators!

He broke the precedent and set a precedent in the history of cultivators. Who said that minor cultivators cannot kill powerful people?

It will probably inspire many young people. They are a passionate and full of fantasy generation, and they have dreams in their hearts!

Of course, this is just for outsiders, but for Qinglin and others, it is a disaster, and they cannot calm down!

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

If Lin Fan is targeted, can he survive?

The heart is trembling and the soul is trembling. Everyone who is enemies of Lin Fan is afraid, fearing that the disaster of life and death will come to them!

They just now figured out that the figure before the killing disaster began was not Lin Fan's true body at all, but his Taoist body. He used the explosion of a Taoist body to exchange for a chance of a killing!

Lin Fan is so cruel, and his body is so mysterious that people don’t know what is true and what is false!

"Puchi."

A large mouthful of blood splattered from Lin Fan's mouth. This was really not a disguise, but because he was too seriously injured and killing Mo Yao was not as simple as it seemed. The price was a bit too high. Now, he felt that his soul was torn into two halves and the pain was in his bones.

The most important thing is that the dragon martial soul in the soul is dim and has lost all its color and has no sense of agility. You must know that the Taoist forest dragon was originally transformed from the dragon martial soul. It was just slashed by Mo Yao with a knife, which damaged the dragon martial soul.

If it weren't for the lightning martial soul as a supporter, Lin Fan would not dare to fight so hard. Of course, what made him most happy was that the blue armor snatched from a strong man was too powerful. He just fought against Mo Yao for a final kill without losing it. The most important thing, after wearing this armor, it seemed that he could improve his soul power reserve to the greatest extent, otherwise he would have to pay a greater price, and even overdraw his potential to kill Mo Yao!

Qingluan rushed towards Lin Fan at the first time, and the pear blossoms were raining: "Can you stop fighting so hard?"

"I'm fine."

Lin Fan smiled, revealing bloody teeth all over his mouth.

"tumultuous!"

"tumultuous!"

"tumultuous!"

Countless murderous intents rose up in an instant, all locked in Lin Fan, and his invisible murderous thoughts were about to kill people!

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

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

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

That armor was so familiar. It was given to descendants and brought to the emperor's tomb by powerful people.

The soul-refining powerhouse in the Holy Land of Dayan was pounding with eyes and could not stop fear. He remembered that before leaving the Emperor's Tomb, he patted his chest in front of the big object and promised that he could protect the armor, otherwise he would apologize!

But now...

Lin Fan sneered and stood up. Even if his whole body moved, it hurt like a tear. He still stood straight like a pine tree and arrogant as a god!

"What do you think?" Lin Fan was cold and wailing.

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

"roar!"

The soul-refininger in the Dayan Holy Land roared, and the smoke, clouds, stones, plants and trees burst into pieces as soon as possible!

He knows, it's over!

What he feared the most was that when he returned to the holy land, how could he explain it?

"And there is this thing, who belongs to?" Lin Fan seemed to show off, and a rune with two deep cracks reappeared.

This time, the soul-refining powerhouse who was the spiritual pattern holy land, looked pale!

This is a substitute rune!

There are only three spiritual pattern holy land, and this one is on the earthly grandson of a big thing!

But now, this kind of treasure is in Lin Fan’s hands!

"And these!"

Lin Fan laughed wildly, his big hand trembled, and a long string of talisman rings were struck by the soul power, all shining with precious light, shining brightly!

"And these!"

Lin Fan shook his hand, and several ancient crocodiles more than ten feet long appeared, smashing the ground to splash!

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

They are all his tribe members! Now, they are all dead!

"Lin Fan, why are you so cruel? More than two hundred cultivators, have you killed them all?"

A person in a spiritual holy land was trembling in his mind, accusing and scolding.

"Renior?"

Lin Fan's face turned cold: "Those who kill people will always kill them! I have no grudges with you Lingwen, but since you have taken action against me, we will settle the accounts slowly!"

The soul-refining powerhouse in the prehistoric holy land roared: "Lin Fan, you will die! Even if you can escape from the ancient tomb, there will be no place for you in the whole world. Even if the one-yuan holy land cannot protect you!"

Lin Fan simply didn't want to pay attention to his words!

For the sake of opportunity, he wanted to kill him, but he ended up killing him. Who can blame him?

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

"Yes! Kill him! Avenge many brothers!" The disciples of the Holy Land of the Great Desolate roared.

"Kill him and avenge everyone!"

"Kill!"

Various shouts of killing sounded.

Lin Fan laughed at the sky, and lightning appeared under his feet. He just flashed, and went to mid-air, looking down at everyone, and finally shouted: "I don't care about the rest of the people, but if someone dares to chase after the One Yuan Holy Land today, if I don't die today, you will all die!"

The disciples of the Yiyuan Holy Land changed color, and the footsteps that had already rushed out suddenly stopped. With Qingluan's cold eyes, finally, except for a few disciples who were loyal to Qinglin, no one chased Lin Fan in the Yiyuan Holy Land.

Wu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and winked at Jiuhuang's people. Then Jiuhuang's strong men came out to stop a group of people who wanted to chase Lin Fan. At the same time, Yao Chuchen sighed and together with the soul-refining powerhouses in Yao Shen Valley, he led his disciples to stop a group of people.

Li Qingxuan looked at Lin Fan, who was like a bloody man in the air, and after a bitter smile, she stopped the people from the Spiritual Pattern Holy Land from the pursuit.

Even so, countless people attacked Lin Fan.

"My kindness, Lin Fan remembers that I will not die! This kindness will be repaid!"

After Lin Fan roared, his feet were surrounded by lightning and swept forward.

"Want to escape? Die for me!"

Qinglin was furious and punched out with a punch. The domineering fist broke through the world, and a stream filled the world, as if it could overwhelm Lin Fan's attack and kill.

Lin Fan turned around and looked at Qinglin deeply. No matter the fist marks coming to him, he ran ahead faster.

He didn't dare to stay at all. Now he had a big problem. He was tired and wanted to die of fatigue and his soul was about to break up. He had to escape. If he was surrounded, he would be in danger today!

Maybe it will really die!
Chapter completed!