Wu Chengcheng is really powerful, thoughtful, although she is a daughter, she has a bold mind, and she is determined to be in the world, not weak to men, even much stronger than most men.

Obviously, many things, she had already had a careful idea, and at this time, Lin Fan came with an army that could sweep everything, and she knew that those ambitions that had existed in her heart in the past could really be realized, and they were no longer limited to dreams.

He didn't dare to say much, she had too little contact, but this continent could really implement the new rules she was worried about.

A saga appeared in Wu Chengcheng's eyes, she looked at Lin Fan and said, "It's a pity, if you are now at the peak of cultivation and can push the world, then everything will be hundreds of times simpler." ”

Lin Fan touched his nose a little speechlessly, how long has he been cultivating?

It only took seven or eight years before and after, and it was only seven or eight years before and after, and it could be said that it had broken many legends and myths in the history of cultivation, and created one legend after another.

But, in the eyes of this woman, is it not enough?

"But it's okay, it will take about three years to plan, and by then, you should be able to fight against those peak powerhouses. Wu Allure then added.

Lin Fan's eyes froze, and he said: "You see this world too simply, at least now there is a rule powerhouse in this world, fortunately, this person is the father of the swordless, and he is destined not to be our enemy, but, the patrol hunting clan also has a heavenly king whose realm is even higher than it, so three years to fight with the peak powerhouse, to be honest, I don't have that much confidence." ”

"What?" said Dance, surprised.

Of course, what surprised her was not the realm of rules, she had heard of it a long time ago, but the realm above the rules, which made her heart tremble.

"It's okay, he's been hurt too badly and it's unknown if he'll be able to recover. ”

Lin Fan could only be so comforted.

She paced the hall with a frown, and finally said, "Then, everything I have conceived can only speed up the pace, and maybe need to use some bloody means." ”

She knew everything from Lin Fan's story, so she felt that some of her established policies really needed to be changed, and the faster she integrated the world, the more she could kill some invisible crises in the cradle.

"Okay, just wait for me to kill a yuanzi, and then I can officially plan everything. Lin Fan's eyes flickered with coldness.

Mo Yan went to the One Yuan Holy Land to sit down, and during this period of time, he did not make a move, this was the result of Lin Fan's request, otherwise Mo Yan would have launched a lore the moment he arrived at the One Yuan Holy Land.

From Mo Yan's mouth, Lin Fan knew that Yiyuanzi's cultivation fluctuated greatly, hovering between the peak of the void law and the peak of the high-level, but occasionally when it was strong, there was a trace of another level of breath.

Therefore, Lin Fan guessed that maybe the reincarnation of Yiyuanzi or the failure of stealing the sky, at least, he could not use the combat power of his previous life, but there were already signs of recovery, and this matter could not be delayed.

"Why don't you let your father-in-law kill him directly?" Wu Chengcheng had a lot of complaints about Lin Fan's questioning of beheading a son, and felt that there was no need for this, as long as he killed him, he didn't understand the obsession in Lin Fan's heart.

"It's okay, I won't have a surprise when I kill him, if what I expect is right, when I can solve my own problems, I won't lose a fight with him. Lin Fan's eyes were shining, and when he returned to this world, the most important task was not to take revenge, but to go to that thunder sea first, seek the World Tree, and solve his own big problems.

Therefore, he has not yet liquidated many big enemies, such as the Dugu family and the remnants of the Wing King's Mansion.

At this time, the One-Yuan Holy Land was surrounded by infinite heavenly soldiers, and the incomparable momentum shrouded this holy land below that had coexisted with the world and lasted for an unknown number of thousands of years.

And Mo Yan sat on top of the clouds, confronting a man who was covered in mist, his eyes were shining from time to time, if it weren't for Lin Fan's unanimous request for him not to do anything, he would have been unable to wait.

In the one-yuan holy land, people are panicking, they are disciples of the holy land, in the past, they walked the world, no one dared to underestimate them, but at this time, they are like birds in a cage, besieged by people, this is like a joke.

This is a holy place of cultivation, with a glorious history, especially during this period of time, it is even more dominant in the world, but at this time, these people are like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"Don't you do it yet?" An indifferent voice came out of the mist.

He was a Yuanzi, with two cold eyes, scanning the heavens, and those blade-like eyes swept over the generals who surrounded the Yiyuan Holy Land one by one.

He knew he had miscalculated.

The boundary wall that separated the two realms for hundreds of millions of years would actually break, in fact, from the moment the boundary wall was broken, he knew that his ambition and hegemony, everything he had, were all over.

It's just that he's so unwilling, so he's not in a hurry to do it, why hasn't this Moyan been doing it, how can he not know?

Is it nothing more than the request of the outcast, the lost dog, who wants to kill him himself?

It's a joke.

Is he worthy to fight with himself?

It's just a chess piece that can be played at will, do you still want to jump out of the chessboard?

Joke.

"Don't force me to kill you. Mo Yan said coldly.

"Kill me?" Ichimoko sneered.

Countless crowds trembled.

If these two great objects really fought, this thousands of miles away might be destroyed, and there would be nothing left.

"The reason why my father-in-law doesn't do it is because I want to kill you personally. ”

Lin Fan came, and after many years, he set foot on this territory again.

It was his childhood dream, but when he stepped on it again, everything changed.

"Lin Fan!"

"Holy Son!"

"Sword!"

All kinds of exclamations rang out from the One Yuan Holy Land.

Lin Fan, for countless people, is a legend.

Lin Fan's face was complicated, Holy Son, Sword Son, what a distant name?

When I heard it again at this time, it was really like a world away.

The countless heavenly soldiers who surrounded the Yiyuan Holy Land all bowed, Lin Fan put his hands behind his back, walked in the void with his head held high, and looked at Yiyuanzi through the big array: "You, do you regret?"

Everyone's hearts tremble.

Lin Fan, with his eyes wide open, his back like a mountain, was asking the Lord of the Holy Land, do you regret?

Why was Lin Fan forced out of the holy land, why was he embarrassed to flee like another world, for so many years, he couldn't hide it from everyone, and more than one person shouted for Lin Fan, but those who shouted grievances were basically dead.

The sentence that Lin Fan asked, in fact, was also the answer that everyone wanted to know the most.

That is, such an act, a yuanzi, regret?

"Why should the deity repent?" Yiyuanzi mocked: "You are just a disciple, most of the glory on your body is given by the deity, you are just a chess piece of mine, the only thing I regret is that I didn't have the confidence to fight with that slut at that time, so as to completely kill you." ”

Lin Fan's eyes showed bitter hatred, and he roared: "In this world, because of you, hundreds of millions of people have been killed and injured, and the people are not able to make a living, and there is a fault in the cultivator world because of this, so many innocent people died in vain, do you have no regrets?"

"It's just ants. Ichimoko chuckled.

"Okay, that's nothing to say, you wait for death. ”

The sharp light in Lin Fan's eyes shone a few feet long.

There is nothing to say, this kind of person, maybe only when the blade cuts off his head, he will regret it.