"Lotus grows at every step, and sweet springs gush out from the ground."

A saint exclaimed.

At this time, everyone looked carefully and found clues. Lin Fan came from a distance, as if his feet were on thick soil. But if you look closely, you will find that he is an inch above the ground. Every step he takes, there are golden

Daolian appeared and asked him to walk without touching the ground.

Moreover, a sweet spring gushes out, and the avenue is originally bare, but after being nourished by the sweet spring, it becomes green and lush in an instant.

Everyone was shocked.

Just by looking at these visions, one can realize that Lin Fan is not a wasted person as Li Clan said, but a real contemporary evildoer.

Lin Fan smiled, looked at the welcoming saint, and said: "The Nine Nether Souls Bell is made of Nine Nether Souls Iron. It is said that if a coffin is made of this sacred iron, the soul will be immortal. When the bell is shaken, the soul of the spirit will be immortal."

The spiritual soul of the cultivator is terrifying and is undoubtedly a treasure. Could it be that the Li Clan still looks down upon such a great gift?"

"Crunch!"

The powerful Li clan members gritted their teeth!

What Lin Fan said was indeed not false at all.

But, what is the environment at this time?

It was a happy day for Li Clan, but Lin Fan actually sent the death knell!

What does this mean?

"Little bastard, my Li Clan is not a place for you to run wild!"

A strong man from the Li clan yelled angrily, and he took a big step forward, with Suzaku burning behind him, leaving flaming footprints as he walked.

"Kill him! No need to say more, just kill him!"

Another strong man smiled ferociously, and with a clang, a ghost-headed sword appeared. He caught it in his hand and sharpened it to kill Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said: "If Li Clan doesn't like this gift, there is also a Huangquan coffin, which is said to be able to bury ten thousand people, and a Tianyou Soul Candle, which is said to be able to extinguish the souls of saints without rest, then you can choose one from Li Clan.

how?"

"Ling Fan, you have come to the wrong place. This is really not the place for you to act wild." The welcoming saint finally became mature and prudent, and stopped the powerful Li clan from attacking Ling Fan, and spoke coldly.

He didn't believe that Ling Fan had the courage to come here alone, so he must have someone to rely on.

At this time, the only one they saw was Ling Fan, but the terrifying emperors such as the Golden Dragon Emperor and the Phoenix Lord were definitely hiding.

Lin Fan congratulated him with such gifts, of course he was teasing and humiliating him for leaving the clan, but it could be a big deal or a small matter. The emperor would come forward and say that Lin Fan didn't know the ways of the world.

But if he used this as an excuse to attack Lin Fan, the emperor would definitely take action. When the time came, Lin Fan would definitely not be killed, and the happy day of his leaving the clan would become a joke.

And the emperor fought wildly on the wedding day. No matter what the Celestials thought, this marriage would definitely not be perfect and would have flaws.

With a flash of divine light, he raised his hand to brand and flew towards the palace.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I really didn't act wild again, I sincerely congratulate you." He smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "The Li Clan and the Celestial Clan are really not comparable to each other, and my wedding was very crowded.

"

Everyone's eyes narrowed.

Congratulations sincerely?

Interesting.

There are also self-deprecating words. What is Ling Fan trying to do?

Just as everyone was thinking carefully, a group of people flew into the palace. Li Jiang, Li Zhu and his son were suddenly among them, as were the rest of the Pyrene family, the Wang family, and others.

"Ling Fan! What a thief! You just led the saints to sneak attack on my Gusu family. You wanted to kill more than a hundred people in my Gusu family for their treasure. How can I spare you?"

But what was unexpected was that it was not Li Jiang or Li Zhu who spoke, but Gusu Mu, who still had blood stains on his robe, roared violently.

Lin Fan frowned, looked at Gusumu coldly, and said, "Do I know you?"

"Hahaha...Lin Fan, do you think you can hide your true identity from me? I know you even if you turn into ashes!" Gusumu smiled grimly.

Lin Fan's heart became even colder, and he shouted: "It's ridiculous, there's no need to accuse me of any crime. I sincerely congratulate you. If you leave home and don't want me to leave, don't you think it's boring to drive such a loser to slander me?

?”

Li Jiang spoke at this time, with a serious look on his face, and said: "Xian Nephew Gusu, please don't say this nonsense. Are you sure that the thief is Xian Nephew Ling Fan?"

Gusumu said: "My nephew will never admit his mistake."

"Hiss..." Li Jiang gasped, and then suddenly shouted: "Ling Fan, I know that your family and I are holding weddings on the same day, and you have lost a little face, but I didn't expect that you would target innocent people in order to take revenge.

The Wang family, the Gusu family and the Pyong family are three hundred men of blood in your hands. How can we resolve this feud?"

Lin Fan frowned even deeper.

What is this?

The script shouldn't be written like this. Shouldn't it be that he sends Zhong to take revenge from the clan, and then he kills him all at once, forcing Li Zhu to take action himself? Shouldn't he behead Li Zhu to death?

"I know you still want to quibble and lie, but the facts are there and you can't explain it." Li Jiang sneered.

At this time, Wang Hai also spoke gloomily, "Boy, do you still remember me?"

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.

With his eyesight, he could certainly tell that Wang Hai was a saint, and he also saw that he was injured, which was simply to bring death.

Could it be that in order to slander him, Li Clan was willing to sacrifice the saint?

Dong dong dong...

Bloody corpses were thrown out one after another, hundreds of them, some even a ball of flesh.

Lin Fan was really shocked.

That's when this trouble happened.

Even without eyesight, he could see that these people had indeed recently died, and there were even holy corpses.

My heart is pounding.

This really went beyond his plans.

He firmly believed that even the Celestials would not be so generous as to kill so many strong men at once just to frame a small person like him.

So, who did it?

Are you putting the blame on him, or venting your anger on him?

"Tsk, tsk, the facts are there and you still want to deny it?" Gusumu smiled secretly.

Ling Fan stared at him and said, "I'm asking you once, who are you."

"Gusumu." Gusumu said proudly.

Ling Fan nodded and said: "I understand, you said I was the one who attacked you?"

Gusumu smiled grimly and said, "What else? Ling Fan, don't try to deny it, it's useless. I said that even if you turn into ashes, I will recognize you."

Ling Fan said: "It is true that I have never done this, but if you, Gusumu, identify yourself as me, then you are me. Whatever you want, I will accompany you."

Ling Fan was speechless.

What the hell is going on?

When he failed to achieve his goal, a big shit basin was placed on his head.

"What do you want me to do?" Gusumu smiled strangely and said, "Of course, blood debts will be paid with blood."

The four words "blood debt and blood repayment", Gusumu's tone is so solemn that it makes people feel like they are in hell.

"I just want to fight." Ling Fan sneered.

It seems that his calculation is still correct.

He came alone, so that the Li Clan had no idea how many strong men there were behind Lin Fan. Moreover, he did not want big twists and turns in the wedding, which would flaw the marriage between the two clans. Therefore, he wanted to use people of his own generation.

Kill him.
Chapter completed!