The soul-refining powerhouse roared, and his murderous intent stormed the Nine Heavens. After he got the bloodline, he had no worries, so he wanted to kill Lin Fan's soul.

The cold light was also flashing in Mei'er's narrow and long phoenix eyes, and four or five cultivators from the other ancient crocodile clan were also staring at Lin Fan with covetous eyes.

Lin Fan once killed more than one or two strong men in his clan and treated his clan as blood food. So now it is time to ask Lin Fan to collect debts.

Lin Fan sneered in his heart. Now that Feng Jie is in his hand, it will only take only one hour at most, and he can control the world in the tomb. At that time, the life and death of these people will be in his mind, and now he will not have the mood to fight with them.

"Boom," the sky suddenly collapsed, falling down like a mountain. At the same time, the platform with a loud bang, all collapsed. Only the coffin that seemed to suppress the eternal ages and condensed the prehistoric world was still floating steadily in the air.

"No, this world is about to be completely destroyed." Mei'er spoke.

The soul-refining powerhouse frowned, and then said with murderous intent: "Kill Lin Fan first."

Their clan's murderous intent became surging, and invisible murderous thoughts were intertwined into a net, and they left Lin Fan to kill. The murderous thoughts were so terrifying that no matter what it fell into, it would burst into pieces at the first time. Tens of thousands of pounds of huge rocks, like space fragments of the space blade, were all crushed by the murderous thoughts.

Lin Fan has been strengthening his connection with the Phoenix Ring in his soul, as if there was an invisible membrane between the Phoenix Ring and him. Although he could use the Phoenix Ring to sense the entire cemetery, he could not actually control it. The so-called ability to control it just now was just an illusion.

Now, he needs time, and the time is very fast, so he holds the phoenix ring in his hand and runs wildly as soon as possible.

On the other side of the underworld.

Wu Qingcheng comforted Qingluan, but his eyes as bright as stars were also filled with worries: "Don't be anxious. Since Lin Fan said nothing is wrong, it should be safe."

"Well, I should believe him." Qingluan Yu's hand stirred uneasy.

"Boom..."

On the other side of the Yellow Spring, the main tomb space just now collapsed, without the magical aura, no longer all kinds of auspicious beasts leaped, smoke and dust filled, and all kinds of debris were thrown away, easily tearing the sky and piercing the void, like a collapse of a mountain, a scene of doomsday.

Everything was invisible, as if the Fang Qiankun had completely collapsed, and the creatures inside were completely destroyed.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly burst out from the smoke and dust in the sky. Behind him were five ancient crocodiles that turned into their bodies and chased him wildly. The ancient crocodile was a hundred feet long. On the hideous head of the ancient crocodile, there was a stunning woman standing in the wind.

"Lin Fan!"

Qingluan shouted in surprise at first, but then her face darkened. She knew that Lin Fan was in a desperate situation. This place was no longer in that strange space, and no longer restricting the cultivation of a soul-refining powerhouse. Unless it was in the same realm or higher, it would not be able to avoid it at all.

The others' expressions changed drastically. Needless to say, the person ahead also knew it was Lin Fan. But I didn't expect that even now, the ancient crocodile clan still had so many strong people alive.

Now, there will be no surprises when the soul-refining powerhouse is led by the team to chase Lin Fan.

"Stop this beast for me." Wu Qingcheng pointed ahead and ordered the powerful Jiuhuang Soul Refining Master behind her.

The aura of the soul-refining power suddenly soared. He only knew how to obey orders. As for whether it was right or wrong, it was not something he considered.

But at this moment, a voice transmission was poured into their souls: "Nothing happens, you will wait here, and I will come back for a moment."

Wu Qingcheng and others were stunned. The voice was too familiar and belonged to Lin Fan. However, he really had the confidence to get rid of these people's pursuit?

But it was still too late. Just as they were thinking about it, Lin Fan and the ancient crocodile clan who were chasing him had already rushed for at least a hundred miles.

Just as they were worried about Lin Fan, two shadows looked at Lin Fan's back with their eyes viciously behind the rocks.

These two figures were Ou Yang and Yilong who escaped while everyone was not paying attention.

Yilong spoke and said, "This little miscellaneous thing is considered a good fortune and it didn't fall into our hands."

Ou Yang snorted coldly: "Hmph, it may be more bloody and cruel than falling into our hands."

"What should I do?" Yilong seemed to think of the cruel methods of the ancient crocodile race and smiled sinisterly.

"What can I do? That thing must not be spread, so I can only start bloody." Yilong was so murderous. A huge rock behind him was attacked by his murderous intent, and it was directly destroyed into dust in silence.

Ou Yang thought about it and frowned and said: "But, the saints of you and me must not die. They have the marks left by their ancestors. If you and I attack them, the scene before their death will be engraved, and no one can hide it."

"This is simple." Two pink pills appeared in Yilong's hand.

Just when he smelled the smell, Ou Yang felt the blood flowing all over his body accelerate, and a primitive impulse rose from his heart.

"Fierce Girl Pill!" Ou Yang gasped, and unexpectedly, as a saint-son figure in the Spirit Pattern Holy Land, there would be such the most evil pill.

"It is the Liewoman's Pill. According to legend, even after being taken by a loyal and wise woman, she will become the most slut. And if blood is dripping on this Liewoman's Pill, then the woman who swallowed the Liewoman will completely give up in love with the blood's owner." Yilong spoke in a sinister way, his eyes lewd.

Ou Yang's eyes were bright: "Excellent!"

Then, he seemed to think of something again: "Where is Jiuhuang?"

Yilong smiled strangely: "If you can kill Jiuhuang's soul-refining powerhouse, then Wu Qingcheng is also very good... If you can't kill it, just force it to retreat. With Jiuhuang's character, you never discuss the right and wrong of others, don't worry."

Yilong's eyes were full of confidence in his victory. Obviously, he had been thinking about it for a long time.

...

"Lin Fan, don't escape if you have any other things. Turn around and fight me for 300 rounds!"

The soul-refining powerhouses of the ancient crocodile clan roared repeatedly, and the waves were rolling like thunder; they were so angry and helpless that even though he was a whole great realm higher than Lin Fan, they could not catch up with Lin Fan in terms of speed.

"Mad, you are a soul-refining powerhouse. What level am I at? Fighting you for 300 rounds? I'm not sick." Lin Fan cursed without looking back, of course, he kept walking at all, controlling lightning.

However, the soul has been tightening time in its soul to get closer connection with the Feng Ring. He can sense that the barrier between him and the Feng Ring has gradually faded away.
Chapter completed!