"Kill, kill, kill......" The middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master, at this time, his blood hair was flamboyant, his combat power was furious, and he had risen by a level, and he turned out to be a soul giant controlled by Lin Fan, and he fought hard.

Although he was still invincible, and he was shocked back again and again, he kept vomiting blood, but in his body, there was a great explosion of power, that is, he was immortal and indestructible.

Again and again, the decline was reversed, and the forced rush was killed.

Kill step by step, kill step by step, trigger the violence of war spirit, and fight with Lin Fan.

This is......

But beg to die!

For a while, even Lin Fan was moved.

Although he didn't know what irreconcilable contradictions had occurred between the thirty-six tribes of the Moyuan Holy Clan and the temple, he was clear.

The reason why the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master did not retreat should be related to this.

He mistook himself for a pawn of the Thirty-six Tribes of the Moyuan Saint Clan.

As for the young man of the Moyuan Holy Clan, the thirteenth son of the chief of the Avalac Tribe, why did he see his dragon teng magic technique, but he did not have such a fierce reaction as the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master, and he was not even moved.

Actually, the reason is not difficult to guess.

If nothing else.

The so-called thirteen sons of the chief should have never seen the "Dragon Swimming Body Method" at all.

This is not surprising.

After all, it can also be seen from the attitude of the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master that these thirteen sons, in the eyes of the chief of the Avalati tribe, are nothing but fear.

Not very favored.

The reason why he was in a hurry to express himself was that he was entangled with the masters of the Eight Hundred Moyuan Holy Clan Sequence, and concluded the Dark Boundless Destruction Endless Zhou Tian Upside Down Battle Formation, wanting to snipe himself.

Presumably, he also wants his father to impress him, right?

It's a pity that in the end, it fell into Lin Fan's hands.

Looking at the step by step killing of this middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master, the battle intent was blazing, and Lin Fan was a little silent.

Touched by it!

Thousands of years ago, the Tiancang Human Race and the Secret Demon Beast Clan fought hard, forgetting life and death, one after another. Presumably, it is not much different from the scene of this middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master at this moment, right?

Although this middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master himself did not deserve sympathy, this kind of fighting will and indomitable spirit made him respectful.

"It's a pity, I can't forgive you......" Lin Fan sighed secretly.

If he had forgiven the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master, he would not have been able to confirm his identity as a pawn of the Thirty-Six Tribes of the Temple.

In this way, it would not be possible to stir up contradictions between the thirty-six tribes and the temple.

Can't let the war between them, in advance.

The consequences can be severe.

Dead, it will be him!

"In that case, I'll give you a good time. Lin Fan said secretly.

"Boom ......" Lin Fan thought of this, and controlled the Divine Soul Giant, which was to use the Chaotian Fist and the Chaotian Fist together, and hit the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master with a fast fight.

Although the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master is a war king, but when he uses forbidden martial arts, he overdraws the power of the foundation, and he uses secret methods, which makes matters worse, and under the accumulation of serious injuries again and again, where can he withstand Lin Fan's fierce attack?

It's completely heavy-handed.

It was just a wave of attacks, and the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master was blown out of his body.

With this, Lin Fan's mental power moved, and he refined the soul of the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master and put it in his mind.

With a "boom", the method of sacrifice unfolded.

He gave the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master a happy heart, respecting his unyielding will. However, this does not mean that Lin Fan will let go of his divine soul treasure and not take it.

The several innate skills in the hands of this middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master are all very powerful.

If it weren't for Lin Fan's refining into a Divine Soul Spell Battle Array, it would be quite tricky to deal with it, unless one of those hole cards was used. In this way, Lin Fan naturally wanted to sacrifice his divine soul in order to be able to obtain one or two of these natural skills.

If he can get it, it will be the best for him.

If you can't get it, it's okay.

Lin Fan was very open to this.

After all, he was not half sure that this sacrificial method would eventually succeed in being blessed by the altar.

Between the sacrifices, the soul of the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master disappeared.

And with that, the wonderful feeling was born.

Lin Fan suddenly felt a move in his heart.

Bless the success!

A message suddenly appeared and stretched in my mind.

Lin Fan immediately, that is, to concentrate his mental power and absorb it with all his might.

"Thousand Machines Blood Line Killing Technique!"

After Lin Fan absorbed this information with all his might, he immediately knew the name and various effects of this innate skill.

It was the first bloodline talent skill that the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master had used before.

If it weren't for the fact that he had condensed the Divine Soul Giant, it would be really tricky to deal with it rashly.

It's very powerful!

Now, it is owned by him, and it can be regarded as a powerful killer weapon.

Dealing with the wind demon wind has no intention, and it is not weak.

At this point, the innate skills under Lin Fan's control have increased by one again, reaching as many as twenty-one, namely-Life and Death Demon Pupil, Burning Sky Day, Fire Demon Body, Battle Skull Shattering Sky, Ice Wind and Cold Mist, Scale Armor Shield Strike, Sandification Body, Ice Body, Void Concealment, Nightmare Pupil, Body Destroying Darkness, Black Demon Fire, Black Demon Yin Snake, Blood Thunder and Lightning Kill, Ice Hell, Ice Cold Zhoutian, Sky Collapse Weather, Wind Thing, Crow Soul, Dark Destruction Killing Demon Cone, Thousand Machines Blood Line Killing Technique!

"Damn, he actually killed Lord War!"

"Avenge the War King!"

These 1,500 Warcraft masters were all furious, and they were even more ferocious.

One after another ferocious attacks exploded in the space of the Dark and Boundless Destruction Endless Zhou Tian Upside-Down Battle Array, constantly chasing Lin Fan's breath and sniping him.

Lin Fan controlled the Divine Soul Giant, and glanced lightly at the many Demon Beast masters in the Dark Boundless Destruction Endless Zhou Tian Upside-Down Battle Array, and disagreed.

He is wise and evil, how can he not know that these 1,500 people are different from the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master that Lin Fan killed before. Although they all wanted to kill him, the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master was for the sake of the thirty-six tribes and for the sake of his relatives, but he occupied the righteousness.

However, this fifteen-hundred-headed Demon Beast master is not.

The reason why they fought to the death and did not leave was because the tribal war king died in battle, and when they fled, they would only be given death, and the ending was even more tragic than the death in battle.

Only by killing Lin Fan can they have a way out.

Under all these things, it is what makes them fight to the death.

However, Lin Fan also knew that the thirty-six tribes of the Moyuan Holy Clan were not in harmony with the Moyuan Temple, and even reached the point of life and death, and few people should know about it.

At the very least, it should have reached the level of a middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master before it was possible to learn the truth.

It is impossible for the rest of the people to know this.

If these Warcraft masters knew the truth and thought that he was a temple pawn, perhaps, they would be like middle-aged silver-haired blood armor masters, fighting to the death and not retreating, right?

In the darkness and boundless destruction of the endless Zhou Tian upside-down battle array, Lin Fan was not in a hurry, and walked leisurely.

In the independent storage space in his mind, Zhou Tian Dayan had already injected a lot of information into his mind, and began to calculate where the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master was located.

Since it was to intensify the contradiction between the thirty-six tribes and the Moyuan Temple, it was naturally not enough to kill a mere war king.

A tribe must be slaughtered!

The Avala Ci tribe was Lin Fan's chosen target.

He didn't get a lot of information.

Because, although Zhou Tian Dayan's spiritual solution true brain is quite against the sky, it is not too easy to deduce the location of the Gugu Avalac tribe.

Therefore, Lin Fan reversed the battle formation in this dark and boundless destruction of the endless Zhou Tian and walked leisurely, in fact, he was delaying time.

It's just that only he knows all this.

The 1,500-strong team didn't know anything.

In this way, this team of 1,500 people, of course, hated Lin Fan's posture to the core.

"Damn, this guy dares to despise us, to despise one of the ten great formations bestowed by the Temple, the Darkness Boundless Destruction Endless Zhou Tian Upside Down Battle Formation?

"Give him a little bit of power!"

"Kill him!"

Many angry voices, mixed together, came into Lin Fan's ears, and suddenly, Lin Fan's heart moved.

The Ten Wonders of the Temple?

Doesn't this mean that the ten great formations given by the temple may also be a deleted version? Or it is possible that it is only one of the very few formations that the temple has mastered?

This point, in fact, Lin Fan had already expected it when he had insight into the Thirty-six Tribes.

It's just that at this moment, between the shouts of the many great masters of the Warcraft tribe of Avalaci, it was unintentional, which is equivalent to confirming his guess.

In this way, Lin Fan is quite unoptimistic about the side of the thirty-six tribes.

The thirty-six tribes have learned all kinds of things, all of which are given by the temple.

So.

What can the thirty-six tribes do to overthrow the temple?

Wrestling with the Temple?

To put it mildly, I don't know whether to live or die!

It's just that Lin Fan also knows that there must be hidden secrets in this.

In fact, it's not just that he doesn't like the Thirty-Six Tribes.

Even the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master is not optimistic.

Otherwise, when he guessed his "true identity", why did the middle-aged silver-haired blood armor master have to deliberately suppress his emotions, why did he have to fight to the death and not retreat?

All of this is very telling.

Even the strong warriors are not optimistic about the thirty-six tribes.

The probability of winning can be imagined.

It's just that all this has nothing to do with Lin Fan.

He stepped into this land of ink abyss, just to take away the old man Xuanji, the treasure of Xuanji left here back then, that's all.

As for what Moyuan Holy Clan, Moyuan Thirty-six Tribes, Moyuan Temple, etc., they were all just taken by accident. He was not uninterested in the thirty-six tribes of Moyuan and the foundation of the Moyuan Temple.

However, people are self-aware.

(End of chapter)