The God Destroying Crossbow and the Divine Soul of a Cultivator are killed, even if a Soul Refining powerhouse is hit, it will be very painful, let alone a cultivator of the Condensing Yuan Realm and the Induction Yuan Realm?

This narrow corridor, the yellow-brown light intertwined into a web, it was the brilliance of the god-destroying crossbow, bringing the smell of death, everyone was showing their strengths, trying their best to resist, but too many people still fell.

Lin Fan seemed to have no substance, always changing between the virtual and the real, that was one of his hidden methods, he once killed a Tianjiao in Qingyun Ladder, so as to know this martial art, and then successfully cultivated.

His expression was frightened, as if he was dodging, but he sneered inwardly, forcing him?

With these people, they are also worthy?

Especially those who have no grudge against him, they are also pressing him step by step, with murderous intentions, wanton mockery and persecution!

It's unforgivable!

Finally, the turmoil of the God Destroying Crossbow passed, and in this Yongdao, the smell of blood was fragrant, and the corpses were everywhere, mostly the remains of cultivators in the Yuan Realm, and of course, there were also uncolorful Ning Yuan Realm powerhouses who died, and their eyes were wide open.

These deceased people couldn't imagine why the seemingly peaceful Yongdao suddenly erupted into a peerless killing machine.

"It scared me to death, but luckily I hid quickly, otherwise I would have died. ”

Lin Fan wiped his cold sweat, looking very frightened and scared, but if he looked closely, he could see that his dark eyes were calm.

"Lin Fan, you dare to pit me and wait!

Mo Yao roared angrily, and he was also cut through his arm by the God Slayer Crossbow, which seemed to be a minor injury, but it made his soul tingle.

"Damn, destroy this little mess!" The soul refining powerhouse of the Dayan Holy Land was also furious, and in this turmoil, he suffered the most heavy losses in the Dayan Holy Land.

"Bear!"

"Bear!"

Two compelling momentum erupted from the two of them, and the majestic soul power made everyone feel suffocated.

Everyone else also had their eyes twinkle, where was such a coincidence?

As soon as Lin Fan said that there was an estimated crisis ahead, such a big killing machine broke out, the most important thing was that he was at the forefront, and there was nothing at all, but behind him was a dead place.

"Catch him, break his limbs directly, drag him like a dead dog, if he doesn't honestly tell the potential crisis ahead, kill him directly!"

The Ning Yuan powerhouse who had just come forward roared.

"Yes, take him down first, don't kill him, only push him out to block the disaster at the most critical moment!" The other person also spoke, angry, just now he was frightened a lot, if it wasn't for the critical moment, he grabbed a Yuan Cultivator to block the front, his chest was pierced by the God Destroying Crossbow.

A cold light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes: "I have an enmity with you?"

"No!" replied Ning Yuan Qiang, who said he was going to break his limbs.

And the strong man who said that he would use him to ward off disasters was an unscrupulous mockery, and then said: "It depends on your unhappiness, can't you?"

"Okay, why not. Lin Fan smiled.

Then, he looked at everyone: "I just said more than once that there may be a big crisis lurking ahead, but you don't believe it, and unanimously force me to move forward, and now that the crisis has really appeared, you will put this responsibility on me?

"Hmph, then why didn't you die when you walked ahead?" Mo Yao said.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "What are you talking nonsense? I didn't die when I walked in front, that's because I'm stronger than the dead, is this reason enough?"

"I would like to ask the strong man of the scattered cultivators, didn't you say that there is no crisis within two hundred meters of the Yongdao?

The scattered cultivator's face turned red, and finally said: "There are many crises in the ancient tomb, how can human beings see through them?"

Lin Fan smiled: "Even the crisis that the powerhouses of the Soul Refining Realm can't peep through, you really want me to be a minor cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm to peep through, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Hmph, no matter what, you continue to lead the way, if we find out that you have a strange movement, we will kill you directly, the cause of instability!"

The soul refining powerhouse of the Dayan Holy Land was cold.

Qinglin had a smile in his eyes, how good is this?

This Lin Fan has offended more and more people, maybe without his action, someone can't help but jump out and kill Lin Fan, right?

Lin Fan said with a serious expression: "I repeat again, I can lead the way in front, but whether there is still danger, etc., I can't peep through it, I can only try to predict it." ”

Everyone continued to move forward, with the previous crisis, this time everyone was more cautious, farther away from Lin Fan, of course, more eyes were focused on him, as long as he had the slightest movement, there would definitely be more than seven or eight attacks at the same time to kill him at the first time.

And the few Ning Yuan powerhouses who were sent to persecute Lin Fan were still closely following Lin Fan one meter behind.

Lin Fan walked forward, his footsteps stopped slightly, and looked at the Ning Yuan powerhouse walking on his left: "You like to cut off other people's limbs?"

This Ning Yuan powerhouse sneered: "Of course, especially the so-called Holy Son like you. ”

Lin Fan nodded, and then looked at the other person: "You like to use people as disaster guards and living people as shields?"

The strong man snorted coldly: "Of course, those who are not as good as me are like ants, and it is their honor to be used by me." ”

Lin Fan nodded again: "I understand." ”

Then he asked the rest of the people: "Persecute me, the dog fights the situation, think it's funny?"

Several people were furious: "Little miscellaneous people, I dare to speak more, directly here, we will do you!"

Of course, these words are all transmissions, and outsiders can't hear them at all.

Lin Fan glanced at the few people who were following him, then glanced ahead, his footsteps stopped, and his face changed suddenly: "Dangerous!"

Just as he said this, the terracotta warriors on both sides of the corridor suddenly raised their weapons and slashed out at their group of people in unison.

A terracotta warrior twisted Changge in his hand, and Changge emitted a cold light and slashed at Lin Fan's head.

Lin Fan roared angrily, raised his fist and slammed into the sky, the beheaded Changge was knocked back by the fist print, Lin Fan stepped on the disillusionment step and took a step back.

He came behind the cultivator who said that he was weaker than him just now, and his eyes turned cold!

This cultivator was trying to fight against a terracotta warrior who suddenly broke out, and he didn't have time to care that Lin Fan had already come behind him, and the moment Lin Fan arrived behind him, more than two terracotta warriors attacked him at the same time.

"Anyone weaker than yourself deserves to die, you say!"

Lin Fan said a cold word, and then his hands suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of the cultivator, and with a roar, he lifted him up and faced the big sword and war sword that were slashing at him!

"No, I'm wrong! I beg ...... forgive."

This cultivator is desperate, frightened, and unwilling!

How so!

He was just sent by someone to guard Lin Fan!

Just now, he was still showing off his might, using others to replace his death, and mocking and despising Lin Fan, but now he has become the one who substitutes the dead!

Now, he could understand the heart of the Primordial cultivator who had been caught by him and used to block the god-destroying crossbow that was going to kill him in the chest!

That's grievance, anger and despair;

Burst!

Burst!

The battle sword and the broadsword descended at the same time, and his body was divided into three parts, Lin Fan snorted coldly, threw the remaining waist in his hand on the ground, glanced at the cultivator who was gradually losing his vitality, and said coldly: "Those who are weaker than me are all ants!"

"Hehe......"

This cultivator laughed miserably, is this the retribution of the present world?

Then, the last glimmer of sparkle in his eyes faded. AQ