The golden liquid filled in the missing part of his spine, but he couldn't be happy because it gave him a metallic texture, too strong and uncomfortable to ignore.

But his movement was no longer restricted, and he was relieved that he didn't feel any discomfort except for the metallic texture on his spine, which made him very uncomfortable.

In fact, when Lin Fa moved his body slightly, and spit out the reverse blood, Tianjiao, who had just been scared away, suddenly roared in anger, he knew that his speculation just now was really true, Lin Fan was in a critical period of transformation, and it was not suitable for him to fight fiercely with others.

But he was frightened, Lin Fan's ferocity of killing Tianjiao with a halberd frightened him, and made him flee without a fight, and now he felt that everyone despised him, and when he went to the group of 'Road Blockers', everyone squinted at him and stayed away from him.

Obviously didn't want to stand with him, as if standing with him was an insult.

This made him ashamed, and at this time, the old Tianjiao, who had just stopped him from going down to fight, sneered: "You really guessed right, Lin Fan is in the critical period of transformation, but why don't you stick to it?"

"Hehe, the great merit of killing Lin Fan is in front of you, but you gave it up. ”

Another Tianjiao also spoke.

Eighteen Tianjiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "What do you mean?"

We don't accept cowards, deserters who run away without a fight. ”

"Yes, to be in the same sky with someone like you is an insult to us. ”

The 'Wayblocker' team was infighting, unanimously xenophobic, just because he was frightened by Lin Fan, and these people felt that if they were with him, they would be abandoned and despised.

"Ah......h

On this day, emotions such as arrogance, shame, unwillingness, anger and so on filled his heart, making him look up to the sky and roar.

"What is it called, if you have the ability, go down and fight against Lin Fan now. "That older Tianjiao is so unforgiving, he was just said to be afraid of Lin Fan, and he already disliked it.

Eighteen Tianjiao turned his head abruptly, his heart was full of murderous energy, and he looked at Lin Fan, he planned to use a bloody battle to wash away the shame of being scared away.

However, the moment he turned his head, he saw Lin Fan swing forward with a random punch, and the void in front of him made a crisp 'bang', and a fist-sized vacuum appeared.

This scene made the corners of his eyes jump, but he could see that this Lin Fan did not use any soul power, but only relied on the power of his body.

Lin Fan seemed to sense the eighteenth Tianjiao's eyes, slowly turned his head, and glanced at him casually;

"Ah......h

On the eighteenth day, he roared angrily, fled to the distance, and fought alone with Lin Fan, he didn't have the courage, he knew that from today on, he was finished, and there was no future at all, his dependence, his pride, was shattered by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan retracted his gaze, since he fled in the eighteenth day, then from now on, he will never be in his eyes again.

Continue to walk up, and the Qingyun Ladder has already completed most of the way.

When Lin Fan's back disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, everyone's eyes were still staring in the direction where Lin Fan disappeared, whether it was an elder, a disciple, etc., it was the same.

With a look, he was shocked by a top twenty Tianjiao, with such a might, how many people are there in the entire inner gate?

The top ten demons on the inner door list have enemies, this is the conclusion in everyone's hearts, there is no doubt that if Lin Fan can really step on the Qingyun Ladder, then the inner gate Tianjiao list will be changed because of him.

They seem to be witnessing the rise of a king.

Lin Fan took a step, and his vision changed greatly, as if he had come to the place where the soldiers were buried.

Countless tombs crowded the space of tens of thousands of square feet in front of them, and these tombs were large and small, high and low.

"The Blood Holy Burial Vessel is here. ”

Lin Fan came to a tomb dozens of feet high and recited the handwriting on his tombstone.

In fact, this so-called 'handwriting' is just a spiritual imprint, which he perceives.

"Holy, what kind of existence is it?"

It was not the first time that Lin Fan had learned of the word 'holy', on the 'Wangxiang Terrace', here, he had learned that among the cultivators, there was a holy realm.

But on the continents of the nations, the pinnacle of cultivation is nothing more than the Dharma Body Realm, so where did this Sage come from?

"This goes against the sky, and I can't bear to be buried with the king's soldiers, so I hide here, and those who are destined for it in the future can get it. ”

This is a tombstone more than ten zhang high, and Lin Fan senses that he is wandering in front of countless large graves.

Browsing through countless passages of the divine soul imprint left from what era, he was very puzzled, these thousands of tombs, the lowest level is the tomb of the king.

Of course, these are only inferences from the height of Lin Fan's tomb, for example, the tomb of the king is probably between fifteen and twenty zhang, while the sub-holy tomb is between twenty and thirty zhang, and the tomb of the saint is about thirty to eighty zhang.

"Is there really a soldier in the grave?"

Lin Fan frowned, because he couldn't sense the breath of any soldier at all through the thick layer of soil.

According to his estimate, if there were really soldiers hidden in these tombs, then the aura would be absolutely shocking, and maybe he would not be able to get close to it at all.

"Sin. ”

Lin Fan stood in front of a fifteen-zhang high tomb and hugged his fists, and then waved his palms, and the yuan force swarmed and turned into a golden giant hand, pulling out the grave!

Eventually, a clear spring appeared at the bottom of the grave, and the water rippled, and a ruler no more than a foot long could be vaguely seen in the spring.

"Is this a measuring scale?"

Lin Fan was shocked, those who dared to use this kind of soldier were not ordinary people, measuring the sky, claiming to be able to measure the sky, how domineering was that?

He bent down, golden soul power filling his hands, trying to take out the measuring scale from the spring.

But he was empty, and the measuring scale was obviously in the water, but he couldn't get it.

"See through the vanity!"

The lightning runes swayed in his eyes, and he saw through the clear spring, and the measuring ruler inside was nothing but a phantom.

"Did he die in the river of time?"

Lin Fan was a little unwilling, because he just felt the wisps of breath of the measuring ruler, and it also gave him a sense of domineering, beyond any breath he had ever touched, including the medicine elder of the soul wandering realm, who was also invincible.

Subsequently, he dug more than ten large tombs in a row, but still found nothing, in the tomb, sometimes there is a clear spring, sometimes it is a small blood lake, and even one or two large tombs are a pile of white bones.

But there is one thing in common, the bottom of these tombs has the remnants of the breath of the supreme soldiers.

Too strong and terrifying, the aura of all kinds of soldiers in these dug up tombs was permeated, making Lin Fan's face pale, and cold sweat kept falling.

Moreover, he felt unstable in his body, as if he was about to collapse. AQ