"Well, this suggestion is very good. I suggest you kill them all." Han Shan's face was vicious and vicious.

Lin Fan repeatedly provoked the prehistoric holy land. After entering the ancient tomb, he even killed many monster-level figures in the holy land. He should have died long ago.

"Very good, very bloody, but I like it very much." The soul-refining powerhouse of the ancient crocodile clan also smiled grimly.

In this place where soul power and spiritual consciousness are imprisoned, the stronger the physical body, the more powerful it means everything, which is power.

His ancient crocodile clan is first-class monsters, and his physical strength is even stronger. In the same realm, he is probably stronger than the prehistoric holy land that pursues physical tempering, so he naturally has a say.

Everyone else looked at Lin Fan and the survivors of the Yiyuan Holy Land with pity. Now they are in trouble and no one will come to save them again.

"Why are you ready to die?" Han Shanyin smiled. The many disciples of the prehistoric holy land behind him were all gloomy in their eyes. Their grudges with Lin Fan were simply countless.

Yao Chuchen's eyes were filled with worry: "Don't you feel embarrassed to bully the weak so much?"

As soon as she said, everyone in Medicine God Valley changed color!

You should know that among all the forces here, the physical strength of their Medicine God Valley is probably the worst.

Hanshan's eyes turned cold: "Oh? Could it be that Senior Sister Chuchen wants to make a name for Yiyuan? I don't mind, I really don't mind."

Just now, the people from the Medicine God Valley wanted to attack him in the prehistoric holy land, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"No, you can do whatever you want." The soul-refining powerhouse in Yao Shen Valley forced Yao Chuchen back and spoke with a cold expression.

"I am worthy of being a powerful soul refining expert, but it is indeed a matter of knowing the current situation." Han Shan mocked.

The faces of everyone in Yaoshen Valley were sank.

This is completely a villain's success. If Hanshan was in normal times, he would not even have the qualification to talk to Lin Fan and others. He was only special because of this, and now he is directly above everyone.

"Son of the Holy Son, what should I do?" Everyone in the One Yuan Holy Land's faces darkened, and someone asked in Lin Fan's ear.

Lin Fan sneered in his heart. Who has Lin Fan ever been afraid of in the competition of physical strength?

However, now is not the best time to fight. He has the confidence to fight with everyone, but what should the Yiyuan disciple behind him do?

"Retreat first." Lin Fan sent a message: "You are ready. As long as I take action, you will quickly evacuate here and don't look back."

"What do you do?" Yiyuan disciple spoke.

"Don't talk nonsense, they can't hurt me?" Lin Fan spoke quickly.

People from Hanshan, the prehistoric holy land, and people from the ancient crocodile clan slowly surrounded them. Obviously, they were not just talking, but planning to really take action to eliminate all the people from the one-yuan holy land, including Lin Fan.

"Confirm to take action?" Lin Fan protected everyone behind him and stared at everyone.

"Take it? You're wrong. I just want to kill you." Han Shan spoke, concise and direct, without any extra words, just to kill Lin Fan directly, without any other purpose.

"You are very confident." Lin Fan suppressed his murderous intent.

Hanshan pointed at Lin Fan: "I dare not say anything else, but here I kill you like slaughtering a dog."

The people from the ancient crocodile clan laughed: "The power of the body? Who dares to compare with my ancient crocodile clan? After killing you, I treat you as blood food. I haven't drunk human blood for a long time. I can only perceive that beautiful taste in the blood inheritance."

"Blood food?"

Lin Fan's eyes chilled: "The flesh and blood of your clan is indeed beautiful, it is a great nourishment."

"Rareless! Kill!"

The soul-refining powerhouse of the ancient crocodile clan roared directly and punched out with a punch. The physical force suppressed the void and buzzed.

"withdraw!"

Lin Fan roared, giving a reminder to the Yiyuan disciple behind him, and he also swung his fists. The jade light shone brightly, as if he was wearing a pair of jade boxing gloves.

"Boom!"

When the two fists collided, the fairy clouds here surging like steam.

"Want to leave?" Han Shan smiled grimly and took action, trying to attack everyone in the Yiyuan Holy Land. The disciples of the prehistoric holy land behind him rushed to death one by one.

"The one-yuan holy land is like an ancient tomb, except Qingluan, who is buried here today, how happy!" Hanshan laughed.

His body was swimming with a dark brown light.

"Oh my God, is this a way to break through ten thousand paths with one force? He actually used the legendary path of the Holy Land of the Great Desolate Realm to have a pioneer?" Li Qingxuan screamed suddenly.

"It's true!" The soul-refining powerhouse in the Spiritual Pattern Holy Land looked solemn: "This prehistoric holy land has really embarked on a unique path. This Hanshan is a pioneer or a test piece, but no matter what, at the level of the Condensation Yuan Realm, he should be the best in the physical strength."

"More than that." The soul-refining powerhouse in Medicine God Valley laughed at himself: "I even think that I am no match for his body just by competing with the power of my body."

Everyone changed their color. A soul-refining man actually said in person that his physical body was not as strong as Hanshan. How strong was Hanshan's physical body?

"Haha...haha...Lin Fan, did you hear it? Today, do you still think you can protect everyone? You are even a clay Buddha crossing the river!" Han Shan laughed thrilled.

I had long wanted to fight with Lin Fan, but compared to his physical body, his soul power cultivation was too shallow, so I was afraid of losing in the fight with Lin Fan, but now I am not afraid of everything at all.

Lin Fan's face was cold and hard. He ran left and killed again. He was exhausted. He could take the attacks and kills everyone, but the Yiyuan disciples behind him could not. In order to protect them, he had been killed by many punches and feet.

"Son of the Holy Son, there is no need to worry about me. You retreat first, find an opportunity to kill everyone, and avenge us!"

The disciples of the One Yuan Holy Land were all red in their blood. They could already see that if Lin Fan wanted to leave, no one could keep him here. The reason for such hard fighting was for them.

"Don't leave!"

Lin Fan grabbed the arm that was slammed from a prehistoric holy land, and tore it to pieces, causing the man to scream.

"Oh my God...what is this? Or is it higher in the quasi-level martial arts?" Suddenly, a sweetheart came from the jade steps.

"What is this? Is it a warrior with a ignorant consciousness?" The sweet voice sounded again.

"Random!" Hanshan roared angrily.

All the treasures here were regarded as their belongings, but now someone is snatching them.

The people of the Ancient Crocodile Clan also turned around with a drastic expression. The top of the group carries the hope of their clan. Don’t be taken away for the sake of killing Lin Fan, that would be more than worth the loss.

Just as everyone was distracted, Lin Fan suddenly became fierce, like a crazy dragon going out to sea, taking this opportunity to rush out with the people in the One Yuan Holy Land.
Chapter completed!