Lin Fan smiled at Mimi, does this Qinglin think too highly of himself?

With his own strength, he wants to take him and Qingluan?

Dreaming?

"Huh?" Lin Fan was shocked in his heart, because his divine soul sensed a familiar qi machine, which he had met in this ancient tomb, and it was the man in white who had met when he was competing for the elixir.

"He's here?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed, and even now, he was still not sure whether what the man in white said was true or not, whether he had any remaining obsession or that he was still alive between heaven and earth.

Qinglin's body was like a sea, and the pitch-black aura surrounded him in front of and behind him, like a demon god entwined by nine nether qi, he strode close in the void, his eyes were as sharp as cold lightning, and he sprayed a light like a sword blade: "Hand over the Dragon Soul Grass, or die!"

Lin Fan's eyes were strange, and under the peeping of the rune eye, he had already seen a white-clothed figure standing in mid-air, but except for him, no one could see it at all, just standing there, it gave people the illusion of holding up the sky and fixing the land, as if this white-clothed figure was the only one between heaven and earth.

Qingluan's pretty face was cold: "Senior Sister Allure is the same as me, and she also has the Dragon Soul Grass, why don't you persecute him, but only target me?

Qinglin sneered, the cold light in his eyes was even more penetrating, he didn't say anything, but the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth was converging towards his fist, and the Yuan Force was roaring, as if it had resonated with this heavenly dome, and the void was trembling.

Although he didn't speak, his attitude showed everything, that is, he deceived Qingluan and there was no one to protect him.

"Not to mention whether you can kill us today, even if you can kill me, aren't you afraid that my master will destroy your soul?"

Of course, she was not afraid of life and death, but she was angry in her heart, and she had never been so despised.

When it comes to Qingluan's master, everyone here changes color, he is a ruthless character, and anyone who meets him will be worried.

Qinglin's face also changed slightly, but in the end, he snorted coldly: "One Yuan Holy Land, it's not her turn to call the shots." ”

As long as Lin Fan and Qingluan are beheaded, even if it is worth offending Snow Beauty, it is a fait accompli, even if it is Snow Beauty, what can he do with him?

It's just that Qingluan has a teacher?

Lin Fan blinked and said, "You're dead." ”

Lin Fan opened his mouth, because he found that when Qinglin said the above sentence, the void around the man in white in mid-air suddenly appeared four large black holes, devouring everything, and even the light could not escape.

Clearly, the two hundred and one people were angry.

"I'm going to die, with you waste?" Qinglin laughed wildly, and then he looked down at everyone: "Are you sure you don't want to do it?"

"Please. The Soul Refining powerhouse of the Medicine God Valley spread his hands and signaled to Qinglin casually, with a strong look of disdain in his eyes.

The soul refining powerhouse of the Spirit Pattern Holy Land snorted coldly directly, his attitude was obvious, and he made an obvious disgusting appearance.

Qinglin's face was cold and hard, all with this expression?

But so what?

As long as the goal is achieved, everything is easy to say, the history books are always written by the victor, and when he stands at the top, all the bad things about him will naturally be erased for him.

Qinglin sneered: "Okay, since you don't do anything, after the Dragon Soul Grass Essence is refined by me later, who dares to rob it, think about the consequences yourself." ”

"Phew!" the disciples of the One Yuan Holy Land spat out.

Lin Fan's old god is there: "Don't do it yet, wait for me to fall asleep." ”

Qinglin smiled cruelly: "You're very arrogant." ”

A fist mark of about a thousand feet had already condensed, like a dark cloud, and the sunlight was projecting down, outlining a terrifying circle of light.

"Today, the new hatred and the old hatred will be settled with you!" Qinglin roared, and then the tiger's waist suddenly twisted up, and he slammed down with a fierce punch.

"Boom!"

The Qianzhang Fist Seal seemed to be able to suppress everything in the world, and it fell with a bang, and the world was dimmed, and nothing was visible to the naked eye.

"Lin Fan, you give me death!"

Qinglin laughed proudly!

Here, there are no outsiders, and no one can save Lin Fan.

There is no bullshit restriction on cultivation in the ring, and his cultivation is bound.

This Lin Fan, how not to die!

As long as Lin Fan died, he could get anything at his fingertips, and he could also get the Dragon Soul Grass, which was a great opportunity.

Wu Chengcheng is coquettish, the long sword in her hand has already appeared, this fist is too strong, Lin Fan and Qingluan may not be able to parry, she must go to help in the battle.

But when she was murderous, she saw Lin Fan holding Qingluan and laughing, as if it was none of her business.

Everyone was also frightened by Qinglin's punch one by one, and they didn't expect that he had only been refining his soul in half a step, but the fist seal had already begun to have the momentum of the soul refining realm.

Later, they saw Lin Fan smiling when he was under the range of the fist print.

"Is this a self-knowledge that you will die and do not resist?"

"Is it a broken jar?"

There was a silent whisper in everyone's hearts.

"Haha...... Past grudges are reported today, Lin Fan, don't worry, after killing you, none of your Lin family will be able to escape, and they will all be pulled out and pinched to death. Qinglin felt that since Lin Fan was born, a heavy burden that pressed on him suddenly disappeared, and the whole person was refreshed.

But just when he was so excited that he almost went insane, a cold snort came from the void.

It's just a cold snort, but it seems to contain heavenly might, the wind is no longer blowing, the yuan force is no longer running, it seems that everything in the world is still, of course, including the thousand-zhang fist mark that Qinglin bombarded.

"Who! who dares to stop me?" Qinglin's face changed drastically, and he shouted.

"Smack!"

The answer to him was a slap in the face.

With a slap, Qinglin flew a hundred feet away in mid-air, hitting a mountain, the mountains and rocks were splashing, and the smoke and dust were making a lot of dust, you can imagine the strength of this slap.

The face of the strong man of the ancient crocodile clan changed drastically.

Sure enough, his perception was right, there was really a big thing hidden in mid-air, overlooking everything in this place.

He wondered, if he hadn't stopped at the most critical moment, would he be the one who was being robbed now?

The corners of their mouths twitched in the Medicine God Valley and the Spirit Pattern Holy Land, and they glanced at Li Qingxuan and Yao Chuchen gratefully, if it weren't for the obstruction of these two people, they would definitely not be much better than Qinglin now.

In the end, everyone looked at Lin Fan in unison, could it be that this white figure who seemed to be able to control heaven and earth was also Lin Fan's backer?

Didn't it mean that this ancient tomb only allowed the strongest people of the highest soul refining realm to appear?

But this man in white gave them the feeling that he was countless times stronger than the head of their holy land.

"Seniors. Lin Fan blinked.

Qingluan Dai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, somehow, the figure of the man in white seemed to have been seen somewhere, and after a while, her eyes widened suddenly, she knew where this feeling came from, it was the portrait that her master Xue Meiren often held in her hand!

The man in white glanced at Lin Fan and nodded.

It's just a simple nod, which makes everyone's expressions change greatly!

It turned out that this mysterious powerhouse really knew Lin Fan!