No one in the world wants to try the pursuit in the Demon Palace.

But he had no choice but to do it himself, and his soul was imprinted with a slave mark by Lin Fan. If he dared to resist, he would die without a burial place.

Qingshan gritted his teeth.

Lin Fan, so despicable and shameless, could actually make a big figure like Mo Zhu, the core of the Demon God Palace, rebel and sow the wolf poison demon smoke that makes everyone in the world fearful.

At this time, almost all the strong reinforcements from the Demon God Palace died, greatly reducing the strength of his side. The battle situation that originally had the advantage gradually became more balanced, and the top combat power was almost equal. For this battle that was originally a must-win,

Add more changes and countless crises!

"Lin Fan! One day, I will kill you!" Qingshan screamed in his heart.

Everything about him was destroyed by Lin Fan.

This kind of hatred cannot be tolerated at all.

Lin Fan looked at Qing Shan and chuckled, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Then I will send you to death first."

He opened his mouth, and the space where Qing Shi was suddenly collapsed. The void collapsed inch by inch, and the space surged with turbulence. This was the void bursting its banks, and Lin Fan wanted to bury Qing Shi in the boundless void.

"No!"

Qing Shi screamed.

The moment Lin Fan opened his mouth, he had already raised his combat power to its ultimate level and prepared every plan, but it was of no use. Only when Lin Fan pointed at him to kill did he realize how big the gap between him and Lin Fan was.

How big.

It's as different as heaven and earth, and it doesn't seem to be enough to describe it.

This feeling made him furious and murderous.

He seemed to see the scene where Lin Fan could have killed him time and time again, but in the end he let him go as he pleased.

At that time, he was neither angry nor insulted.

Just because he is confident that one day he will catch up with Lin Fan and kill Lin Fan who has brought him humiliation more than once.

But at this moment, he realized that without even realizing it, he could not even see Lin Fan's back in his green shirt.

"If I rely on my own strength to kill Lin Fan, it will be impossible for me in my lifetime."

Such words arose from his heart, which made him feel even more devastated, humiliated, angry, unwilling and so on.

The void was still collapsing, and the thigh cut by the space was bleeding profusely. He finally woke up and screamed: "Save me!"

"Bang!"

The Void Dharma expert from the Confucian Gate Hall took action, and also used the rules of space to collapse the void, and rescued Qingshan.

The strong man from the Confucian Sect looked at Lin Fan grimly: "You are very good, really very good."

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed: "Confucian Sect Hall? I haven't come to trouble you yet. I didn't expect that you would indeed take a trip into this muddy water."

The powerful person in the Confucian Sect Palace smiled ferociously: "You killed many people in our Confucian Sect Palace, and now I will ask for justice for them..."

Before he could even finish his words, a sharp blade cut off his head directly. A strong man from the Confucian Sect Hall was twisting the bloody sword and grinning ferociously: "Want to hurt my lord? You are seeking death."

."

"puff!"

The old man in the Confucian Gate Hall coughed up blood, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he shouted heartbrokenly: "Junior brother, why are you doing this?"

Lin Fan chuckled, looked at the virtual magic expert in the Confucian Sect Hall, and said: "You don't know that there is a way of puppetry in this world?"

"Puppet? You actually turned my junior brother into a puppet?" the old man roared sadly.

But Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Go and kill him!"

The broadsword came out, arrogantly and unreasonably. He let the head scream miserably and made various calls, but it was still useless. The soul was chopped into pieces and the head turned into powder.

On the battlefield, as another virtual magic master died, the fighting stopped, and everyone looked at Lin Fan in fear.

This Lin Fan has endless cards.

I originally thought that the destruction of the Demon God Palace by all the powerful forces here was the ultimate limit that Lin Fan could achieve, but he did not expect that even the Confucian Sect Palace would be robbed.

Lin Fan was so easily destroyed by Lin Fan, the only one with strong virtual powers in Confucian Sect Hall. Moreover, similar to forces like Confucian Sect Hall, there were only five or six strong ones with virtual powers at most, and two of them died at this time.

, there is no question whether we can keep the title of 'Dian'.

Lin Fan's eyes swept over Qing Shiyi's side calmly. No matter where he glanced, or which force he glanced at, his heart would suddenly tighten!

Moreover, he looked around with fear, fearing that the people around him would suddenly attack and kill him.

Lin Fan smiled: "Each of your forces has a puppet that I have planted. If you retreat now, forget about it. If you still want to continue fighting, you will die."

As soon as Lin Fan said something, everyone was horrified!

He glanced at the powerful men of his own sect with penetrating eyes. The alertness was even deeper, and they were far away from each other.

I couldn't stop feeling cold all over my body, for fear that a knife from a relative might pierce my chest.

Qingshan's face darkened.

He saw the mutual fear and suspicion between the allies.

How to fight in this situation?

There is no need at all. Everyone is afraid of death. If you are killed in a head-on competition, your skills are not as good as others. But if you are stabbed from behind by a relative, the feeling will be too oppressive. If you are really stabbed and killed by a relative,

Not worth it.

"Lin Fan, what a trick." Qingshan said, and he looked at Lin Fan sarcastically: "With just a few words, you actually want to defeat the enemy without fighting. It's amazing."

Lin Fan glanced at Qingshan: "Believe it or not, it's up to them."

"Haha, we also know a little bit about the way of puppets. There are so many of us attacking at the same time. Even if you really have a puppet among us, as long as we kill you, everything will be solved."

Qingshan continued to smile evilly: "On the contrary, if we don't force the puppet out at this time, then we will always be in fear. If one of them is not good, it is normal for the entire force to collapse. As expected of Lin Fan, he is a good man."

Everyone's expressions changed.

Those who come here to participate in the battle are all top figures from various forces, and they have a great say in the corresponding forces.

If there were really Lin Fan's puppets planted in it, it would be too dangerous and terrifying, like bombs lurking that could ruin everything.

You will be in unrest throughout your life.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes became sharp. Lin Fan's eyes darkened slightly and he looked at Qing Shan.

As expected, Qing Shi was not a handsome man at first. He used this method to eliminate his threat, and also aroused everyone's murderous intent and ruthlessness.

However, he just wanted to cause less killings. Since these people wanted to force out the puppets, then it would be as they wished.

"Wei Er, come out."

Lin Fan drank coldly.

Wei Er came out, and there were countless puppets around him, like living terracotta warriors and horses, standing in front of and behind him.

He smiled strangely: "I haven't been born for so long, maybe I don't even have a name in this world, right? It just so happens that today I want to announce to the world that I am back!"

"You are..." A big figure in the Spirit Snake Palace looked at Wei Er, seeming to have thought of something, and fell into memories. Then, he suddenly screamed, pointed at Wei Er, and said in fear: "You are the one who made Wei Er a hundred and fifty years ago?"
Chapter completed!