This time, Lin Fan was still seriously injured, and he recovered from his injuries after more than half a month.

In half a month, while recovering from his injuries, Lin Fan continued to deduce Niluan probably no less than ten thousand times.

"With my current ability, I can only use the second form at most..."

Lin Fan sighed.

This counter-chaos was unintentionally created when the consciousness was chaotic, and its power was overwhelming. It was also verified in the subsequent battle with Tongtian and others.

But the restrictions are too great. If you forcefully use the next few moves, you may die before killing the enemy.

"Don't think too much, even just two moves are enough to crush your contemporaries." Liu Zhuiyue comforted him and said: "And you only need time to grow, and you will naturally be able to defeat Niluan."

Lin Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

If all he has to do is compete with his contemporaries, then why should he be anxious?

Based on his current strength, who among his generation can rival him?

The problem is that his enemies are higher up, beings at the level of ancestors and ancestors.

"There's no rush." ​​Liu Zhuiyue reminded.

"I know that I won't let anything happen to me." Lin Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the impatience in his heart.

He had to admit that the bloody scene he saw in the future realm still had an impact on him. There had never been such a moment, and such urgent hope was enough to sweep away the power in the sky and the earth.

"Let's go." Lin Fan stood up: "It's almost four months since we entered the ruins. I'm afraid it's time to go back."

"I don't know how big of a disturbance it will cause when I go back this time..." Liu Zhuiyue's eyes were full of worry.

In the ruins, too many high-level figures died, and almost all of the top group died at the hands of Lin Fan.

This is a huge disaster. Even before entering the ruins, all the tribes have discussed and are not allowed to investigate anything in the ruins, but how is it possible?

"It doesn't matter." Lin Fan shook his head and said: "The more powerful the tribe is, the more they have to worry about their face. Since I have already said before entering that I am not allowed to pursue everything here, then I will not attack me openly, but in secret.

…”

Speaking of this, Lin Fan's eyes turned cold: "Even if an ancestor-level figure comes, he can't get anything good from me."

…

Lin Fan stood quietly in front of a grave bag.

The grave mound is very ordinary and there is no tombstone. If you look at it from a distance, you will mistakenly think that it is just a small mound.

"Go well." Lin Fan whispered.

Buried in it is Babel.

Lin Fan's expression was very complicated. With Tong Tian's death, a period of hatred and the past were buried forever in this ruins along with Tong Tian's corpse. But somehow, Lin Fan actually felt a little confused.

At the last moment, Tongtian smiled and named his newly learned combat skill, and did not tell the origin of it, which puzzled Lin Fan.

"Thank you." Lin Fan turned his energy into wine and poured it in front of the grave.

This is a sincere thank you.

Lin Fan took a few steps to the right. There was also a tomb here, and buried inside was a peerless beauty, the most beloved of the First God Clan.

After beheading Qilinzi, Lin Fan and Liu Zhuiyue left directly.

Qingxian, on the other hand, commits suicide.

Lin Fan didn't know what she was thinking when she committed suicide, but she felt very guilty in her heart.

A trace of rebellion and impulsiveness at that time harmed this woman.

"sorry."

Lin Fan bowed deeply, as if the scene when he saw the immortal for the first time appeared again, coming from the sky, spotless, banished to the immortal.

Lin Fan once again filled up the soil for the two tombs, and strode away, speeding towards the center of the ruins with Liu Zhuiyue.

The ruins are vast and boundless, but those who enter are all great cultivators, who can fly to the sky, escape from the earth, etc., so the exploration over the past few months has almost turned over the ruins.

At this time, only the central area of ​​the ruins did not have many footprints.

When Lin Fan and Liu Zhuiyue arrived, the previous cultivators had already cleared a path.

On both sides of the road, there are traces of various battles. Some cultivators died in strange ways, even smiling drunkenly.

This couldn't help but make Lin Fan look solemn. Some of the corpses lying on the roadside were very familiar to him. They were extraordinary talents, but they died in strange ways.

Keep walking forward, but there are some practitioners who dare not go forward. They are wandering in the limited space.

It seems like I want to retreat, but I feel unwilling to do so.

"Elder Mu Yi."

"Your Majesty Mu Yi."

When Lin Fan arrived, the eyes of all the cultivators shone brightly.

Lin Fan nodded, and a cultivator asked: "May I ask Master Mu Yizun, but you want to go to the deepest part of the ruins?"

Lin Fan said: "Since I have come here, of course I have to go in and take a look."

"Your Majesty, is it possible for us to accompany you?"

A cultivator opened his mouth, his eyes full of expectation and longing.

Lin Fan frowned.

"Your Majesty, please help me. I came here, but I can't enter. I feel unwilling to do so. It's a great regret in my life..."

Some practitioners are sighing.

The reason why they are wandering here is because the future is difficult and dangerous. Without the strongest person to lead the team, they have a high chance of dying on the way.

Lin Fan glanced at everyone: "Okay."

Everyone cheered and followed Lin Fan forward.

As they walked forward, the atmosphere gradually became depressing, as if at the end of their journey, there was a creature capable of suppressing the eternity of time sitting cross-legged, waiting for everyone.

"Kill!"

"kill……"

After passing through the fog, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly stood up, and his gaze was piercing forward like a knife.

Chi.

His gaze was like a knife, cutting into a rotting corpse.

But the immortal corpse still raised its arms, and its black nails, which were a foot long, pinched Lin Fan's neck fiercely.

"What the hell is this?"

Some cultivators screamed.

As soon as I arrived here, I was shocked to hear the cry of killing, and there was such a monster attacking and killing me.

Lin Fan pressed forward with one hand, and with a bang, he smashed the strange creature that was killing him like a zombie into pieces.

But so disgusting!

This strange creature seemed to have been dead for thousands of years. Except for still retaining its human body, it seemed that all the inside of its body had turned into thick water. After smashing it with a palm, the thick water splashed everywhere with a foul smell, and when it was splashed, it was corroded.

In the space, several cultivators failed to avoid it in time and actually screamed. Large black holes appeared on their bodies and expanded rapidly, with green smoke rising.

Lin Fan's pupils narrowed sharply.

What kind of existence is this?

Lin Fan raised his hand and then chopped it down. Large pieces of skin and flesh were cut off from these cultivators who were corroded by the thick water.

Otherwise, these cultivators cannot be saved from disaster.

The thick water was like gangrene attached to the bones.

"Be careful." Lin Fan said and looked ahead.

There are at least hundreds of cultivators fighting here, and there is a faint path that spirals to the deepest point.

"Someone has already entered."

Liu Zhuiyue suddenly spoke, and she saw bright red blood beads hanging on the faintly glowing plants on the faint path.
Chapter completed!