Just like an animal encountering a natural enemy, a kind of inner fear almost made him go crazy.

who is he?

It roared to heaven and earth hundreds of years ago.

But at this time, he had this thought of dying a thousand times for a person who was his grandson.

"roar!"

A wild roar came from the mouth of the Silver Dragon Saint, shaking the heaven and earth.

He broke away from the damn feeling and woke up from that fearful emotion, followed by shame and anger.

"Why are you howling? I'll kill you today!" Lin Long rushed to kill. He had no method or skills, but just rushed away with his invincible body. In the short distance of ten feet, he brought up the strong wind, flying sand and rocks, and the entire ancient arena

, all covered by the dust of history.

"Kill!"

The Silver Dragon Saint also roared and charged, and the Heavenly Dragon Bone Sword in his hand erupted like star points of brilliance. Thousands of them, every bit of starlight, was a deadly sword intent. It could definitely kill a group of Holy Emperors.

"Boohoo!"

The starlight of the sword intent covered the road ahead and cut across Lin Long's path, just like the pear blossoms falling under the curtain of a heavy rain.

Everyone who saw it shivered and felt the terror of this starlight. Occasionally, the sword starlight of the ancient arena was missed, dragging long scratches in the sky and disappearing in the farthest reaches of the world.

But what shocked them was that in the face of this starlight that could definitely kill the Holy Emperor, the 'Tao Shen' that rushed towards the Silver Dragon Saint seemed not to see or sense this peerless and terrifying sword starlight.

Defense, rampage.

"court death!"

"Haha, does he think that the physical body in the holy realm is really invincible?"

"You arrogant boy, don't think about it, he will definitely be killed into a bloody sieve, and the holy blood will dye the ancient dark arena red."

"Too much confidence is arrogance. Young people have to go through this." An old man was stroking his beard and preaching with a smile, looking like he had experienced it.

He is the saint of the Qing tribe.

"Noisy." Lin Fan glanced over coldly.

"Junior, what we said are all facts, are there any lies?" The old man still smiled, but in a teasing way.

"Fact?" Lin Fan smiled contemptuously: "A frog at the bottom of a well, how can he know the vastness of the river? You are also at the bottom of the holy path, how can you know how powerful it is to step on that road?"

The faces of a group of people suddenly turned gloomy!

This is to say that they are frogs in the well!

A clear slap in the face.

"Let me see how you die." The old man said gloomily.

"impossible!"

But as soon as he spoke, a saint beside him exclaimed.

Then, all of them saw a stunning scene.

The sword-intended stars that filled the sky poured down like raindrops, all hitting Lin Long's body. Dots of sword flowers appeared brightly, just like the bright stars lighting up one after another in the dark night.

But after the fireworks, Lin Long did not become a blood sieve in everyone's mouth, but his battle clothes were torn, revealing his lean body. At this time, there were countless shallow blood marks on his body.

It's all horizontal and vertical, and it's very ferocious.

"I said that you are a frog in a well. Is it wrong?"

Lin Fan cast a mocking glance at the Saint of the Qing Clan, and then looked back.

This battle must be over.

"No!"

At this moment, the Silver Dragon Saint screamed piercingly.

Just because Lin Long rushed towards him, in just a few steps, countless flame-wreathed phoenixes appeared on Lin Long's body, and the ferocious blood marks on his body were healed immediately.

Three steps.

All the scars on Lin Long's body were gone.

How can we fight this?

His most powerful attack was unable to cause any damage to a mere 'Tao Shen'.

So, why does he want to fight?

He was so arrogant before the war, and now he regrets it so much.

"Lin Fan, please spare me once. You have a place in this life, and I will retreat hundreds of miles away." He shouted in fear.

Lin Fan glanced at the Silver Dragon Saint coldly and said silently: "It's too late."

"Is it too late?" The Silver Dragon Saint's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he smiled miserably: "Is it too late?"

"Boom!"

A shocking explosion sounded.

Lin Long blasted the Silver Dragon Saint with one punch. The holy bones and blood were everywhere, and even the holy soul was killed and torn into pieces.

"Hey... people die for money..."

The last words of the Silver Dragon Saint turned out to be like this.

A saint who came to the emperor came to a tragic end.

But no one paid attention to his death.

This is really ridiculous.

In today's world, the emperor is the ultimate power.

As for the Saint of Emperor Lin, it can be said that he is already the top figure in the next level pyramid.

One of them appeared on weekdays, and congratulations came from all directions.

If one were to die, it would definitely cause a sensation in both worlds.

But at this time, a saint who came to the emperor died in front of him, and no one paid attention.

But thinking.

Who can contain Lin Fan in the future?

In the realm of Saint, if you look around both worlds, how many people can fight with him?

Tongtian's eyes narrowed.

Serious trouble.

The stronger Lin Fan is, the stronger the barrier of hatred in his heart becomes.

If such a person grows up, it will definitely be a big disaster for other celestial beings.

How to remove it?

Who can fight Lin Fan?

This is no longer just a matter of the world of heaven and humans, but a mountain that lies between the two realms of monsters. Anyone who wants to traverse an era, Lin Fan will be a roadblock.

Everyone was lost in thought.

"hehe."

A chuckle made everyone wake up and look at the source of the sound. It was Lin Fan laughing.

He sighed, then stood up, walked step by step from the thousand-foot city wall, and walked in the void. Every time he took a step, veins appeared on the soles of his feet, intertwining with the heaven and earth, and congratulating each other.

Everyone looked at it. At this time, Lin Fan was almost invincible. With just a few fierce battles, he could really prove that the Holy Path was invincible.

So, what is he going to do?

Lin Fan put his hands on his back and walked through the void, stepping on the heads of tens of millions of people in the two realms, slowly, as if walking in a garden.

He walked onto the ring, and Lin Long put away the Tianlong Bone Sword, handed it to Lin Fan, and then disappeared.

Looking at the silver sword in his hand, he saw that it was really good. Just holding it in his hand, it felt incomparably sharp. He raised his head and casually glanced at the seventh realm saint camp, saying: "I didn't want to fight, but since you want to fight,

Just come."

The expressions of the people in the camp of saints from the seventh realm changed greatly.

They came to this world with a very clear goal, to kill Lin Fan or capture Lin Fan.

But at this time, they realized how funny their goal was.

Just like a mortal, his goal is to catch the stars and the moon, which is simply impossible to achieve.

Lin Fan, who has surpassed many generations, is not capable of resisting him. His blood boiled several times and he had to go to the ring to fight to the death.

But in the end, it was extinguished unwillingly,

In the ring, they will die.

"No one dares to fight?" Lin Fan whispered. He looked down, with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

He is only a small distance away from the Holy Spirit. It may take endless battles to break through and seek that glimmer of opportunity in the midst of death.
Chapter completed!