Everyone in the Qing tribe is terrified. What happened?

One of the Qing Clan's treasures, the trapped fairy ring, was actually exploded by someone's punch. This was a huge loss.

"Lin Fan! You deserve to die, Ancestor. If you kill him, you must use his Everlasting Emperor body to make a puppet to make up for the great loss!"

The green ink roars, and the eyes are about to split.

"Ancestor, take off his head and keep his intact body; refine it into an obedient puppet."

Many people from the Qing tribe were roaring.

One of the most prestigious weapons in the clan was destroyed, and they were all angry. They were all murderous and sharpening their knives.

"Junior, you are very strong, but you are not good enough yet." The ancestor of the Qing clan smiled ferociously: "Have you heard the words of my descendants? That will be your end."

"Old guy, you talk too much."

Lin Fan angrily scolded, he has been fighting on that road every day for ten years, and his cultivation has been increasing day by day. Until now, he still doesn't know how strong he is. Today is just a test.

"kill!"

The old master roared, he was too scary. From behind him, a five-color divine light suddenly appeared, like five heavenly swords. If you look closely, it turned out to be made of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

of divine light.

"call out!"

Suddenly, these five heavenly knives flew up from the old master's back, carrying extremely long tail flames and slashing down towards Lin Fan.

It's so terrifying. Under these five heavenly swords, there are all kinds of terrifying scene changes. This is the reality of what happened. It was the enemy that the old master once killed with blood. They are all famous, and many of the battles in it are...

Be remembered in the history of cultivation.

But Lin Fan has no fear. He is really too strong. Until now, he doesn't even know where the limit of his combat power is. He hasn't made a move in ten years. He hopes that this battle will be a quick one.

"The Sword of Time, cut off the years!"

Lin Fan raised his right hand high, and the force of time and space flew to his hand. Finally, his entire arm turned into a blue sword, with the breath of time flowing on it.

He raised his right hand and slashed down hard. Everything turned to dust under the blue sword. The years seemed to be flowing back here. Regardless of his five-color heavenly sword or the rules of the world, they were all defeated. Nothing could be done.

This sword lasted for a second.

"The power of time!"

The old master screamed miserably!

He is already very old, and his blood is about to dry up and die completely, but he is just holding on.

For him, the most lethal thing was always the power of time, and at this time, he really felt that being entangled by the power of time, his already decaying body was getting older.

"Sword of Time, kill time!"

Lin Fan shouted again, raised his arms, put his two fingers together, flowing with brilliant luster, and then slashed downwards.

"No!"

The old master shouted fiercely, his eyes filled with fear!

This is a taboo power. Since ancient times, few people have been able to understand it. It is a realm that can only be touched by gods. But now, in the hands of a junior, he can use it so skillfully and create a technique to escape!

Otherwise, he will die.

I can't beat this junior, he's too strong.

Qing Mo's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled with fear, trembling somewhere.

What's going on?

The invincible ancestor in his heart, the almost invincible ancestor a hundred thousand years ago, is actually... on the run?

Shouldn't it be that as soon as the ancestor appeared, the heroes were in awe and led the Qing tribe to return to their homeland and create glory for hundreds of millions of years?

The rest of the Qing tribe were also frightened, their eyes widened, and then they screamed!

The invincible ancestor in their hearts was on the run, collapsing the void, and behind them, a golden light was chasing after them, plowing a deep scratch into the sky.

"Old man, why are you running away? Aren't you going to take off my head and refine my body into a puppet?"

Lin Fan yelled.

He was heartened.

I have gained so much in these ten years!

Not only did he realize the Three Cuts of Time, but he also improved his understanding and application of the Heart of Time and Space. This improvement is comprehensive, and it would be modest to say that he has reached a higher level.

If it were ten years ago, facing this old master, although he could still win, it would not be so simple.

Whether it is the Immortal Trap Ring or the Five Elements Divine Sword that will come later, they are all too terrifying and can definitely kill a group of masters.

"Year Halberd, time and space are gone!"

Lin Fan shouted loudly, Zhu Tian appeared in his hand, and thrust forward with a roar, click--

As Zhu Tian flew out, the space froze, time dissipated, and everything became nothingness. Moreover, he was too fast. As soon as he stabbed out, he had already reached behind the fleeing old master in front and nailed his head through. "No.

...Ancestor!" Qing Mo's eyes were about to split as he shouted here.

Lin Fan looked back coldly, and with a move of his hand, Zhu Tian flew back, with a withered head nailed on the tip of his halberd. He resisted Zhu Tian, ​​and took one step to Zhentian Pass, his eyes ruthlessly scanning the people of the Qing tribe below.

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"Brother Lin...mighty."

Ling Tian felt the blood surge in his heart. A simple name went through several twists and turns in his mind before he said it. Even after he said it, he was still watching Lin Fan's reaction anxiously.

After all, Lin Fan's status was different at this time, which was enough to make him a Taoist friend of the oldest generation of the Ling family.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Let's talk to you later after I have taken care of my business."

"good!"

Ling Tian's eyes widened. This sentence was very simple, but it meant that Lin Fan had not forgotten their friendship and was still willing to discuss friendship with their brothers.

"How do you want to die?" Lin Fan's sharp eyes stared at Qing Mo coldly.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty... spare your life." Qing Mo knelt on the ground.

He is too fickle.

At the beginning, he was aloof, pointing at Lin Fan, and deciding Lin Fan's life or death with just one word, but now, he was begging for mercy, without any concern for his face, kneeling on the ground, kowtowing as if pounding garlic.

Lin Fan sneered and Qingmo said: "If your Majesty forgives our clan once, our clan is willing to help each other..."

He was about to speak, but Lin Fan sneered: "Sitting on the sidelines?"

Qing Mo was startled, but he had no chance to speak. Lin Fan shot out a golden light blade from his fingertips, and Qing Mo died just like that.

Lin Fan really had never had any good impressions of the Qing clan. From the first time they met until now, this clan has never shown any goodwill to him, even if he had shown goodwill first.

"Kill him."

Lin Fan waved his palm mercilessly, and a series of sounds appeared in the air. They were all the emperors of the seventh realm, and they had been hiding in Zhentian Pass. At this time, Lin Fan issued a killing order, and they moved.

A group of emperors took action, and there was no way for the Qing clan to survive. They were all wiped out, and no one was left. This scene shocked the Ling family and the Tuoba family.

That was a clan that was as famous as his own family, and even slightly stronger. But under Lin Fan's hands, they were like nothing, and within a moment, they were all dead.

"Brother Ling, how about we find a quiet place to talk?" Lin Fan looked at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian smiled bitterly: "How dare you disobey orders?"
Chapter completed!