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Chapter 2010 The Emperor Stops Ge

This voice is very soft, but it possesses undeniable domineering power.

He didn't know where he came from, but he seemed to appear in Lin Fan's ears.

Lin Fan's pupils tightened, and the stars that were originally shooting towards the sky were suddenly thrown back.

He found the person who made the noise, who was definitely the lowest emperor. He was hidden in a black robe, not even a bit of flesh was exposed.

The black-robed emperor seemed to laugh when he saw the stars that were blasting towards him, and finally stretched out his withered yellow palms. With a pop, he crushed the stars directly with his two fingers, just like crushing a mud ball.

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Lin Fan looked solemn and held the heavy halberd tightly in his hand.

But I heard a roar coming from the bottom of the mountain. Wang Xiong was coming. He climbed up the cliff and stopped in front of Lin Fan with a single leap. He pointed at the emperor's figure and said, "With your head hidden and your tail exposed, you are worthy of being called emperor? Come on, come on,

Fight with this emperor."

"This emperor is just trying to stop the war." Emperor Ying smiled.

Wang Xiong stepped forward, his face cold and full of imperial power: "But you have murderous intentions in your heart."

"Really?" Emperor Ying chuckled: "I just want to say that the holy fruit is about to ripen, and it will be a pity for these heroes if they miss it, so I came to stop the war."

Wang Xiong continued to move forward: "But the murderous intention in your heart is still undiminished. Do you want to fight? Come, I will accompany you."

Diying sighed: "The Tian family is kind to me and just wants to have a truce this time. Moreover, I am not a saint. I will always be angry when I see my descendants die tragically."

Lin Fan's pupils shrank.

Who is this emperor?

Could it be that he is the ancestor of the Three-Eyed Clan?

Or the emperor of the Beng tribe?

"Hmph." Wang Xiong snorted coldly: "This matter ends here. But if you take action next time when little friend Lin Fan wants to kill the world, don't blame me for killing you."

Emperor Ying was noncommittal: "A favor is exchanged for a life. After this time, I will have nothing to do with the Tian family."

Tian Busheng's face was extremely cold, and he was unwilling to fight Lin Fan to the death.

"What are you looking at? Do you really want to fight? I'll accompany you." Lin Fan sneered and stepped forward. He didn't mind killing Tian Bu Sheng at this moment.

This name makes me feel very unhappy. Even the sky cannot defeat him. How ridiculous.

Wang Xiong stopped him, shook his head vaguely to Lin Fan, and said: "That man is very strong and doesn't know where to stand. Since he stepped forward to stop the fight, let's forget it this time."

This sentence made Lin Fan raise his eyebrows.

He also knew that Wang Xiong was a man who would not admit defeat even if he wanted to. He dared to fight the emperor when he was an emperor. His words at this time were certainly not because he did not dare to fight the emperor's shadow, but because he felt that if he really wanted to fight with the emperor's shadow,

We will definitely not be able to protect him in a battle.

Lin Fan stepped back, pointed to the sky, turned around and walked away to another pavilion. Of course, he did not forget to take away the jade plate with the baby on it, put the little girl on his shoulders, and continued to go up.

Tian Bu Sheng's eyes were gloomy, and in the end he sneered, leading the survivors up the rock.

Climbing is boring, and there is no other feeling except the pressure that increases step by step.

At this time, Lin Fan was equivalent to the strength of one person supporting three people. At the twenty-five thousand steps, Anu had already reached the limit of his endurance. If Lin Fan had not shared the burden for him, he would not have been able to take a step up.

The brothers Wang Xiu and Wang Kui were even more unbearable. Even if Lin Fan shared the terrifying gravity of nearly nine levels, the remaining 10% of gravity made the two siblings turn pale and their bodies shivered.

There was no stopping along the way. Every time Lin Fan took a step, the entire holy mountain seemed to be shaking. Sweat appeared on his forehead. No one knew how terrifying the gravity was on his body at this time.

It is no exaggeration to say that even a Lin Emperor, if he were to bear the same weight as him at this time, would definitely be crushed to crawl on these stone steps, and might become a puddle of flesh.

Finally, the holy tree is within sight. You can see the treetops, full of light and beauty, as if they were carefully decorated by immortals and gods. Moving forward again, you can see the holy fruits hidden in the branches and leaves, each one different.

Just like a hidden treasure accidentally exposed, it can arouse the desire in people's hearts.

"Haha, you are too slow."

Lin Fan and others walked forward again and could already see the entire sacred tree. At this time, someone came to the stairs, a head taller than Lin Fan, looking down and mocking.

Of course this man is invincible.

"The so-called butcher is nothing more than that. In six days, he is not as good as me." Someone laughed contemptuously, and said with admiration: "Some people in the past said that some people are like that light that breaks out prematurely, but they are unable to succeed and will eventually die.

However, everyone thinks it is a lie, but after seeing the butcher, we will know that the ancients are sincere and do not deceive me."

A group of people laughed.

Lin Fan used his heavy halberd to force open the sky, and led everyone to the top. The pressure on his body suddenly disappeared. He felt as if he could fly into the sky, break open the heavenly gate and become a god directly.

I quickly took a deep breath. After seven or eight times in a row, my mind calmed down. I looked up at the holy tree and could already vaguely smell the fruity aroma. It was very tempting and made my index finger move. It was the desire from the soul and the body.

The needs are directly printed in my heart.

Everyone who climbed to the top first gathered around the sacred tree, waiting patiently for the holy fruit to fully mature, and also waiting for the holy fruit to choose its owner.

"Go away." Lin Fan was very domineering and walked directly to the laughing man in three steps.

"What did you say?" the man shouted angrily, and he stood up: "It only took six days to reach the summit. Who gave you the courage to be so bold in front of this saint?"

"Boom!"

What was waiting for him was a punch. He didn't even know how Lin Fan would strike. He flew a hundred feet away and looked at Anu: "This position is yours."

A Nu chuckled and sat down unceremoniously.

Lin Fan walked towards the person next to him: "Get out of here, or should I take action?"

"Lin Fan, you are too arrogant..." Before this man could finish speaking, Lin Fan kicked him high into the air. He was a mere saint and did not even have the qualifications to let him talk.

It was very simple and direct. Lin Fan arranged for everyone to sit down, including the little girl, who looked solemn and had her hands clasped together.

"Lin Fan!!" Tian Busheng said a few words from between his teeth.

Lin Fan looked back: "What's wrong with you?"

The sky was so overwhelming that his cheeks crunched loudly. He wanted to take action and fight directly.

"Young master, why do you care? Every time you climb to the top of a hundred people, how many will get the holy fruit?" The people around Tian Bu Sheng sneered.

Tian Wusheng frowned.

The man continued: "Lin Fan, please don't be arrogant and arrogant at this time, but in the end Wu Shengguo chose you, that would be so interesting."

Lin Fan glanced at this man and said: "If I don't have a holy fruit, why do you have it?"

"Haha, really?" Tian Bu Sheng sneered.

At this moment, the sound of the great road roared, and all three thousand holy fruits floated, one for each fruit, one for each bodhi, and when the holy fruits are ripe, the master will be chosen.

Those sitting cross-legged under the tree immediately concentrated and meditated, not daring to have the slightest thought. Lin Fan was the only one standing, looking at this so-called holy tree.
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