Chapter 3854    The History of Different Cultivation Civilizations

"Half...degod..."

The leader of the Blue Blue Bird tribe was speechless and stuttered, with fear and timidity, and was trembling and shocked.

Lin Fan seemed to be smiling and looked at the so-called patriarch like this: "Sorry, in order to avoid the leakage of breath, he concealed his cultivation."

People from the clan had bitter faces.

Demigod!

If it was when the tribe was in its prime, it would naturally be nothing.

But now...

"Your Excellency, what are the misunderstandings?" the patriarch spoke.

Lin Fan joked: "Since I came here, I have asked whether you should be indiscriminate, no matter why, etc."

"Hey..." The patriarch sighed: "You are used to being arrogant and do good deeds. You only know that you have yourself but not someone."

All the strong men of this clan were here, and their heads were lowered.

Especially the two men and one woman, and the elder who appeared first.

"Haha." Qingyue smiled: "I slapped his slap."

She pointed her slender finger at the man whose cheeks were rotten: "What? Who of you wants revenge?"

Some people bowed their heads, but their eyes were full of murderous intent.

But at this moment, the clan leader smiled bitterly: "It turns out to be another demigod."

Then there was another long sigh.

"Don't your family have the spirit of ancestors? Call it out." Qingyue smiled and said, "I'm talking about it, no one or two gods."

The patriarch's face changed slightly, and he asked with caution, "Dare you ask which group of fellow Taoists come from?"

"Thunder and Dreams."

With three simple words, the patriarch took three steps back, as if a few thunders were storming his soul sea!

Indeed, who can survive in this hell has no gods before?

But the problem is that the ethnic groups or forces that settle here, their gods are all dead!

And Lei and Meng, these two great gods, are still alive and have never passed away.

"I'm sorry." The patriarch lowered his head and said in a difficult tone: "I apologize for the ignorance and presumptuousness of my tribe, and I only ask..."

He is also a strong man and the leader of a clan. When he talks about this, his words became more and more difficult: "Let me go without it, for the sake of my clan serving the world."

Qingyue smiled and said, "I don't care, it's mainly my husband."

"Husband?" The patriarch looked at Lin Fan solemnly.

It is just this that can prove something.

Lin Fan said: "I have no grudge against you, it doesn't matter whether I let you go or not."

The patriarch's eyes relaxed, but Lin Fan's expression suddenly became sharp: "But he must die, otherwise... I don't mind asking you for advice. I also want to try the collision of different famous cultivation, whether there will be any unknown spark."

Lin Fan pointed at the man who humiliated Qingyue with his words.

The man's face suddenly changed and he begged in fear: "Class leader."

The patriarch shook his head: "You should commit suicide, humiliate your wife in front of you. Don't say that fellow Taoists have the ability to crush our clan. Even if there is not, a death battle will not be avoided."

The man grinned: "What are you afraid of? At worst, we can agree..."

"Calm."

A sword light suddenly came from the sky and killed the man in mysterious clothes and was so scared that he had never left any true spirit.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and looked at the clan leader who took action in surprise.

The clan leader sighed: "I am neglecting the discipline and letting you take effect."

But the rest of the Blue Blue Bird God clan looked at their clan leader in horror.

You know, the one who was killed was his third generation grandson!

"Please, please."

The clan's appearance invites you.

Lin Fan pondered slightly, smiled, and said, "I also want to see how your cultivation civilization is different from us."

Lin Fan was surprised when he flew into the big star.

This is simply no different from the outside world.

Of course, this refers to the living environment. On this planet, there are mountains and plains, everything is available. The only difference from the outside world is that the rules of this big star are the rules, and the Taoist rhyme seems to lack vitality.

"Did you feel it?"

The patriarch smiled bitterly and said, "This big star is actually transformed from the head of the ancestor."

"What?"

Lin Fan was horrified.

He rushed into the sky in an instant, looked down from the highest point, and then he realized that this planet was really like a head.

"All the Taoist rhymes and rules that fellow Taoists can feel are actually released by the ancestor's god fruit, but they have not been supported for long." The patriarch looked at Lin Fan and said, "That is to say, at most three hundred years, we will completely decline. Not to mention cultivation, in such a place, it is probably difficult to survive."

Lin Fan frowned and wanted to say something, but Qingyue pinched his palm without a trace. Suddenly, Lin Fan did not speak.

Lin Fan was very skilled and brave. He looked around the entire star. The only thing that could threaten him was the clan weapon of this clan, but he was not afraid of him with magic guns and treasures such as the Refining Heaven Prison.

He wanted to browse the different cultivation histories of various schools to see if he could burst out with inspiration and completely enter the demigod realm.

Next to the ancestral temple of the Blue Bird Gods is the Sutra Tower, where Lin Fan sits cross-legged.

This clan was very generous and browsed all the divine patterns and letters left by the gods. Of course, in return, Lin Fan also took out the divine patterns of life and death, and Qingyue even took a scripture about the dream god in exchange.

Deep in the ethnic group.

The patriarch's face was stern. He looked at the man in front of him and sighed: "You must know that if he does not die, the entire clan will be destroyed."

"Grandpa, I know, but I can't help but breathe."

This is a man who actually has the eight realms of the gods.

"Grandpa, we really don't think about it..."

"Be careful!"

The patriarch's eyes turned cold and he shouted softly: "Do you want to kill our entire clan? It's been too long since the demigods appeared in our clan. Who can know their power?"

The man was sweating coldly.

"I just don't want to be a person from the Sect of the Sect... But since I will die of the genius of our clan, I will naturally have no psychological burden and let people contact them. If I can kill Lin Fan, I will let everything go."

...

"Damn it."

Qingyue's expression was cold and fierce: "Is this clan going to be a traitor? Did they forget that their ancestors had also shed blood on the sky to fight for cultivators in the world?"

What a person Qingyue is, with a good background, let alone assisting Le Yao and others in managing the Heavenly Court for more than a thousand years.

From the few words intercepted by the gun spirit, I naturally heard the reason.

"When my husband comes out, see what he says."

Wenyu looked back at the ancestral temple, with unconcealed murderous intent in his eyes.

"The Tao can be understood in this way. This civilization is indeed extraordinary."

Lin Fan was studying the god's letters. He gained something, stretched out his hand, and then captured a thread of Taoism: "Dead things..."

Then, he captured a thread of Taoism from his small world: "Although compared, my Taoism is immature and weak, but it is full of vitality."
Chapter completed!