Lin Fan and Qingluan came together, first saluted Yi Yuanzi, and then walked to the snow beauty.

Qingluan's pretty face was cold, and she looked at Dugu Nihuang: "Miss Dugu, I want to ask, what qualifications and identity do you have to talk to my master? I also want to say, you go ask your ancestor of the Dugu family, he

Are you brave enough to cut off my master's words?"

Dugu Nihuang's stunning face suddenly turned cold: "Are you Qingluan?"

"She is this holy girl." Qingluan looked at Dugu Nihuang.

Lin Fan blinked, but he really didn't notice that Qingluan also had a bad temper. Is this right?

"What qualifications do you have to talk to me?" Dugu Nihuang narrowed his eyes.

Qingluan sneered: "It's a joke, your Dugu family is just a subordinate of one yuan. I am a saint of one yuan, not to mention you. Even if I meet your ancestor and I point and ask, he still needs to respect and reply. You say, I

With what qualifications?”

Everyone’s expressions changed slightly!

It is true that the Dugu family is a one-yuan affiliated family, but over the years, as the cultivation of the ancestor of the Dugu family, Dugu Aotian, has gradually increased, the power of the Dugu family has expanded, and there is also the marriage with Qinglin, who in the whole world dares to do this?

Open your mouth?

Now that Qingluan spoke directly like this, the grudge between Lin Fan and the Dugu family has become so clear?

Dugu Nihuang's face looked ugly. How could she answer Qingluan's words?

Qinglin squeezed Dugu Nihuang's jade hand, looked at Qingluan, and said: "Nihuang is a fellow swordsman, what's wrong with talking like this to you?"

"Sword?" Lin Fan said in a strange tone, "You name yourself?"

Qinglin's eyes turned cold: "Do you want to die?"

"You didn't expect me to die for a day or two, but I'm still alive and kicking." Lin Fan rolled his eyes, then looked at Qingluan: "Why talk so much? I'm just a bug, don't you think I'm losing my status?"

"Lin Fan, are you insulting me?" Dugu Nihuang's face suddenly turned cold.

Lin Fan looked at Dugu Nihuang with wild eyes, and then said with a strange smile: "People say they have big breasts but no brains. Now it seems that they are exaggerated. I think you don't have big breasts, so why are you still no brains?"

"Lin Fan!"

Qinglin let out a sharp roar, murderous intent suddenly erupted, his eyes were as dark as an abyss.

Dugu Nihuang was even more furious.

"A person from an affiliated family should be in awe when he comes to this Yuan Holy Land. What else can he do besides arouse suspicion to the Dugu family like you? So, I am wrong in saying that you are brainless?"

Lin Fan sneered and looked at Qinglin: "After this, you and I will end it again."

Qinglin smiled grimly: "After I have mastered the Heavenly Skill, I will cut off your head and step on your body to ascend to the sword position."

Lin Fan didn't care: "I hope you can do it."

"Okay, I'm not afraid of people laughing at me if I'm competing with other sects like this." Lingwei Peak's leader tried to smooth things over.

But everyone here is sighing in their hearts.

Lin Fan has outstanding talent. It can be said that he has the best talent in the One Yuan Holy Land in the past few hundred years. He is even stronger than the one who defected.

And Qinglin is also a unique dragon among men. If there are these two disciples in other holy places, it will be a great blessing.

But, in his one yuan...

Many people sighed.

In fact, unknowingly, the entire Holy Land has formed two major systems because of Qinglin and Lin Fan. One system is closely united by Lin Fan, and the other system is united around Qinglin.

These two lines have already divided the One Yuan Holy Land into two halves, but Qing Lin and Lin Fan are incompatible with each other. They are sure that if this Yuan is born, no one will succeed in cultivation.

If one person succeeds in cultivation, what awaits the One Yuan Holy Land will be a catastrophe. Perhaps this eternal Holy Land will be destroyed in this catastrophe.

However, Yiyuanzi, who can suppress everything, has an ambiguous attitude and seems to be a little resigned to it.

"Go and prepare, sacrifice, please bring out the heavenly monument and let Yuan return to his place." Yi Yuanzi issued the order.

Naturally, someone built a high altar, placed all kinds of top-quality sacrifices, and lit holy incense.

With Yi Yuanzi as the leader, everyone was kowtowing and praying, praying for the birth of the monument that goes deep into the Nine Netherworlds.

"Boom!"

The entire One Yuan Holy Land is trembling, and the floating island is trembling, as if a holy object is about to appear under the ground where this Yuan Holy Land is located.

The soldier soul in Lin Fan's mind trembled slightly. At this moment, he actually sensed that there was a sharp murderous intention that could kill everything in the world, lurking in the summit. But when he used the power of his spiritual consciousness to go

When I checked, there was a hazy light.

"What is this? Could it be a sacred object?" Lin Fan frowned.

At this moment, he keenly felt that Yi Yuanzi's eyes were staring at him, which made him suddenly withdraw his consciousness.

I had a hunch in my heart that the hazy light must be a sacred object.

But in his opinion, since this holy object has a holy word on it, how can it be so murderous?

This puzzled him.

"Concentrate your mind and calm your mind. If you want to learn heavenly skills, you must first respect the heavenly monument." Snow Beauty transmitted the message.

Lin Fan nodded with a serious expression.

"Boom!"

A huge monument broke out of the ground, and as soon as it poked its head out, countless cracks appeared on the ground, hundreds of feet high, and it was unknown how much was buried underneath.

A huge monument appeared, towering into the sky. It was yellow-brown and had various marks on it, as if it had been struck by a powerful force. The deepest one almost broke the giant monument.

It was a sword mark. I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, but it still makes people feel like they are being cut by the sword energy.

The huge monument is simple and simple, as if it is a remnant from prehistoric times, with the breath of time permeating it.

"Is this the heavenly monument?"

Qingluan's tone was trembling.

Everyone's eyes were opened to see that there was such a thing under the earth.

The sky monument stood tall, and all the sacrifices seemed to have had their essence sucked away by unknown creatures, and they all shriveled up.

Lin Fan's hair stood on end. Could it be that this sky monument was also a living creature?

Otherwise, how could that top-quality Yuan Stone and that top-notch monster heart be devoured and drained of all its energy?

"It's been a long time...it's been a long time...I haven't seen you, old man, my comrade who used to...fight side by side..."

A melancholy voice sounded in Lin Fan's mind, barely making him jump.

So scary!

Who was speaking in his head?

How come he didn't notice anything?

Not even the lightning spirit was noticed?

He locked everything in the sea of ​​souls, such as the silver paper, the soldier soul, etc., but found nothing. It was like the sound just now was his illusion.

"roar!"

The Yuan Beast is roaring, and the light beam connects it with the sky monument, like a cage and a seal, guarding the Yuan Beast within the beam, allowing it to move only within this range.

The Sky Monument emits light, which is consistent with that of the Yuan Beast. The Yuan Beast is roaring, running from the sky, and finally crashes directly into the Sky Monument.
Chapter completed!