"Lin Fan, will you say too heavy?" Qing Luan frowned, feeling that Lin Fan just said too heavy.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "No, if he can't even bear such words, then he is not my brother."

Chen Xuandong and Li Guang looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Fan and the other four were outside the door, waiting without saying a word. About five minutes later, the door opened, and the handsome young man wearing a brocade robe and a purple-blonde crown walked out.

Except for Lin Fan, Qingluan and the other two looked at the handsome figure walking out in disbelief. Is this the true appearance of Wu Jian?

It's true that he is a man of a dragon and phoenix, unparalleled handsomeness.

"Hold the grass! So handsome. If I were a girl, I would like to pay back." Li Guang laughed.

Chen Xuandong also smiled. Since Wu Jian was wearing this outfit, it means that he came out of the past and faced everything bravely.

Thinking about his past robe that was washed until he turned white and his pair of straw sandals, I really can't imagine how much he would be injured, so he would be like that.

"My name is Pingshanhai. My father gave me the name. I hope I can step on the mountain and sea." The figure spoke, and he directly revealed his real name.

"Well, okay, no sword." Lin Fan blinked his eyes. For him, what about Pingshanhai? Where can I do such a smooth sword?

Li Guang also blinked: "Well, okay, I remember, Wu Jian."

Chen Xuandong and Qingluan laughed and looked at Wu Jian, who was a little speechless.

Wu Jian's eyes flowed warmly and said, "No matter who my surname is, I call me Wu Jian."

"What are you saying so much?" Lin Fan smiled and said, "Tell me about the sword holy martial soul in detail."

Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "The Sword Saint Martial Soul is the inheritance of the first ancestor of my Sword Saint Palace in the bloodline. For millions of years, only two people have awakened, and I am one of them. However, now I can only be considered half, just because the rules and sword intent printed on the Sword Saint Martial Soul have disappeared."

Lin Fan frowned and nodded: "Release it, I'll take a look."

"Clam!"

Ruotian Sword Confronted, this is the first time. Lin Fan watched Wu Jian’s martial soul so carefully. Although he had seen it before, it was far from such a close distance this time.

It was a gorgeous sword, the sword body was as cold as ice and snow, and was engraved with mysterious and ancient patterns, as if it had condensed the long river of time on it, with a sense of quaintness.

But in Lin Fan's view now, he is short of it!

The main thing is that the patterns on it are actually rules, but now they are broken and too many things are missing at the key points, which leads to the rules not operating. As for the sword intent mentioned by Wu Jian, he did not notice it.

After thinking about it, he said, "You can try your best to make up for it with pills, but I still can't refine it now. At least the powerful Soul Travel Realm can take action."

The sword light flashed in Wu Jian's eyes: "Elder Yichen."

Lin Fan nodded: "It seems that it should be time to go to Medicine God Valley once."

Chen Xuandong said: "If our brothers really kill to the endless sea in the future, they will definitely pull out your brother and kill him to death."

"I will do it myself." Wu Jian's eyes were extremely cold: "What brother? It's just born of a demon."

Lin Fan frowned: "I will talk about these things in the future. You can prepare first. I will go to the main peak and go to the Medicine God Valley when I come back."

After saying that, Lin Fan stepped directly onto the main peak.

In the retreat room on the main peak, Yi Yuanzi frowned, and in front of him was a holy object that exuded a faint murderous intent.

Since Lin Fan left the holy objects until now, he has never left his sight, but he has never realized anything useful.

It seems that this holy object that was originally in front of him was separated from him by an endless sea of ​​stars. Whenever he visited with his soul, the holy object turned into a mess, so he would not say anything to understand.

"Why? Why? The rumors are not fake, otherwise there would be no war to destroy the world, but why, I can't understand it at all?"

Yi Yuanzi looked like a madman, his eyes were red.

"Masters, they are all caused by Lin Fan. Otherwise, with the ability of Masters, why would he not have any insight?"

Qinglin spoke at the right time again. With the help of Yi Yuanzi, his incomplete soul had recovered a lot, but it still had not recovered and was too severely injured.

A sharp murderous intent suddenly appeared in Yiyuanzi's eyes. Is it really that way?

If this is true, what will Lin Fan keep him?

At this moment, Lin Fan came. He stood outside the retreat room, clasped his fists and said, "Sect Master, Lin Fan is asking for a meeting."

Yi Yuanzi's murderous intent flashed, then submerged, and the closed door opened with a loud noise: "Come in."

A trace of mockery flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. He wanted to use the holy object to break the mirror? Maybe?

Lin Fan entered the retreat room and saluted Yiyuanzi again.

Yi Yuanzi didn't look back and just said calmly: "Is there something wrong?"

Lin Fan was silent for a moment and said, "A hero from outside came to make trouble for one yuan, and I beat him out."

Yi Yuanzi nodded: "I know that what happened in this Yuan Wanli can't hide it from me."

Lin Fan nodded and said, "I need to go to the Medicine God Valley to ask Yichen to refine elixirs."

Yi Yuanzi frowned slightly: "Then go and bring more people. There are more people in the world over there, so don't lose the majesty of Yi Yuan."

Lin Fan looked at Yi Yuanzi's back and then said, "I need to take away the holy objects."

The terrible hurricane suddenly circled indoors, and the power of rules spread into the sea, which was caused by Yi Yuanzi's mood.

Lin Fan's eyes became cold. What does this mean?

He just wanted to take away his own things. Is this Yuanzi going to take over this reaction?

Finally, the hurricane subsided and the sea of ​​rules subsided. Yi Yuanzi finally turned around: "Are you not afraid of being stolen?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "No one can take it away. Even if it is God, even if it is taken away, I will be thousands of miles apart. He will come to my hands with one thought."

Yiyuanzi's eyes opened and closed, the world was born and destroyed, and the starry sea became dust. He was slightly silent, and then he said, "Is that true?"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Of course I dare not hide it from the head."

Yi Yuanzi also smiled: "Then you take it away, but it needs to be faster, I feel like I feel something."

Lin Fan nodded: "The matter is done and it will be changed back."

After saying that, he reached out his hand, the holy objects buzzed, and then hid into the sea of ​​souls and disappeared.

Lin Fan walked away, and Qinglin's figure appeared: "Master, is he swearing sovereignty."

Yiyuanzi looked at Qinglin coldly: "I know naturally."

Qing Lin Yin said in a testimony: "If he is improving several levels, it will be difficult for the master to borrow sacred objects."

Yiyuanzi snorted coldly and said, "I have my own opinions."

For him, Lin Fan was just a tool, a tool that could help him control the holy objects in disguise. If this tool is not easy, then it would be very easy to change it.

Lin Fan walked down from the main peak and had a huge murderous intent in his heart. This Yuanzi deserves to die!
Chapter completed!