Lin Fan laughed dumbly.

He seemed to be able to see Fengdu's anger and rage when he left these words.

He was a man who was extremely conceited and proud. As a result, the road was at his feet, but he did not dare to take even one step forward.

Lin Fan turned around without leaving any mark or any dissatisfaction. He was confident that he would be able to blow up the seventh floor. Even if it was a saint among the desolate men, he would not be afraid and could directly kill it.

"He's coming!"

Yin Ming's eyes were vicious and sharp as he watched the layers of pagodas light up and the footsteps slowly approaching.

"Ha... he will be shocked and despairing. As soon as he opens the huge bronze door and sees us, will he turn around in fright and dare not leave the pagoda?"

Laugh, with ridicule and ridicule.

"I thought I would miss a big opportunity. His head was not destined for us, but it turned out... haha, it's interesting."

Emperor Lin sneered again, and the holy power filled the air, stirring up the darkness.

"He is mine, and none of you are allowed to take action." Yin Ming's words were gloomy. He took a step forward, surpassed everyone, and was almost blocked in front of the pagoda door.

The door opens.

"boom!"

A white fist mark hit Lin Fan's forehead. The strong wind hit his face, as sharp as a holy sword. The fist mark was so brutal that the pagoda creaked, as if it was about to collapse under this punch.

.

It was Yin Ming who took action. He didn't say any nonsense at all. He just killed Lin Fan when he pushed the door open.

It was so violent and vicious that Lin Fan was not allowed to be prepared.

"court death!"

Lin Fan's eyes were gloomy, he raised his hand to take a picture, and a square of heaven appeared dimly in his palm.

"Boom!"

The big explosion emitted, and the violent impact wave tore apart the boundless darkness, revealing the silver space turbulence.

Lin Fan took a step back, while Yin Ming took about ten steps back.

Lin Fan stepped out of the pagoda, raised one hand upright, pointed at Yin Ming's eyebrows, and hooked his hands.

He is inviting fights and killing!

"You actually have emperor-level combat power?"

Yin Ming's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, with a mixture of horror and horror in them!

"The legend is indeed true. Hengsheng can kill all the emperors." The emperor spoke solemnly and said: "You hid it too deeply and deceived everyone in the world."

Lin Fan said nothing and simply walked forward, causing a group of people to retreat.

When the legend becomes true and the reality emerges in front of one's eyes, anyone will feel a moment of panic and enlightenment.

"You also want to kill me?"

Lin Fan's words were high-pitched, like a dragon looking down at the so-called dragon-slaying warriors. His eyes were so sharp, and the two golden beams were so breathtaking that a group of saints almost collapsed on the ground, unable to bear the horror.

of Hengshengwei.

They were wrong.

So wrong and outrageous.

He actually wanted to kill a real legend, and wanted to exchange the head of this legendary figure for a generous reward.

"Clang!"

The two golden beams turned into two halberds and chopped a holy king into pieces on the spot.

"ah……"

The holy king was killed, and the holy blood splashed on the face of Emperor Lin next to him. The hot holy blood made the Emperor Lin scream in agony.

With just one look, he struck down a holy king with all his strength. How many times can he withstand this?

"How brave!"

At this time, only Yin Ming dared to scold him like this, and he was as confident as Lin Fan.

He strode forward, and a huge sea of ​​blood flowed from his blood-red eyes, seeming to flood the world. You could see endless creatures wailing and struggling in this sea of ​​blood.

"Lin Fan, you are very good. You can break through the seventh level and be on par with me!"

Yin Ming spoke with a grim smile. He strode forward, and a white bone stick appeared in his hand. This was his imperial weapon, taken from the thigh bone of an unknown creature of unknown prehistoric level.

Lin Fan was slightly surprised.

This emperor actually passed through the seventh level?

This really shocked him.

Without personal experience, it is difficult to describe and tell that feeling. It is just that it is too difficult and dangerous. If you are not careful, you will definitely die in that arena. There are many corpses to prove it.

"Tsk, tsk, only one person in this world is allowed to have the honor of setting foot on the seventh floor, so go die."

Yin Ming spoke again.

Lin Fan frowned: "You are overthinking. At least after you, Fengdu also experienced the seventh level."

Yin Ming's face changed slightly, and then he smiled ferociously: "Impossible!"

Lin Fan shrugged: "It's just a training ground. Even if you can break through the ninth level, what's the use? Will it prove that you are invincible in the world's imperial realm?"

He was asking, and said: "There are only nine levels, but the realm of monasticism is more than these nine levels? Just because you penetrate the eighth level with the Holy Realm, it does not mean that you are invincible in the Holy Realm. This is the pagoda. According to your qualifications

Assessing the strongest combat power will only release the corresponding brand or puppet. People are born different, and the difference in combat power is even greater. Forget it, you don't understand."

Yin Ming's face turned pale instantly!

He has not considered this issue.

The reason why he is arrogant and conceited is simply because he firmly believes that he is the only one in the world who has broken through to the seventh level.

But Lin Fan's words were too cruel!

This pagoda actually treats people differently, releasing imprints from long ago or war puppets based on their talents?

"kill!"

Yin Ming was roaring, his confidence was greatly impacted by Lin Fan's few words.

He rushed forward to kill Lin Fan, as if this was the only way he could regain his invincible confidence and courage.

"It's not your turn yet, don't worry."

Lin Fan whispered, he opened his mouth and spat out a stream of energy, transformed into another version of himself, rushed forward to meet Yin Ming, and scanned the other three emperors with his eyes, and the three-incarnation bodies rushed out of his body and faced each other one by one.

His original image, on the other hand, calmly walks towards the saints and strolls around the courtyard, which is too casual and relaxed.

"When I became a great sage, all the saints in the world were like ants in front of me. At this time, I have become an eternal saint. Even the emperor is like a piece of grass in front of me."

He is whispering.

When he became a great sage, there were no more sages in the world.

After becoming the Hengsheng, the emperors of the world have become the emperor.

This is no lie.

A group of saints were all in despair. Whether it was the Holy King or Emperor Lin, their eyes were full of fear and despair.

They don't want to escape, run away, fight, or fight to the death.

But it's impossible to do it at all. There is a strange field that traps them one by one, making even movement a luxury.

Moreover, there is no room for delusion that the emperors who were traveling with him came to help and were entangled to death, and they knew that this was the result of Lin Fan not having murderous intentions towards those emperors for the time being, otherwise some emperors should have fallen.

All the saints were dead. Except for the strongest one, Emperor Lin, who was killed by a finger hole, the rest were swept away by Lin Fan's eyes and their lives were taken away by Lin Fan's ruthless gaze. They turned into ashes and disappeared.

"ah……"

Yin Ming was roaring and roaring.
Chapter completed!