Chapter 3866       There is no time to practice

Lin Fan didn't know.

Since the beginning of Hongmeng, the first person to propose souls is this underworld where heroes deal with heroes all day long.

I don’t know that since ancient times, there have been tens of thousands of methods to temper the soul, but most of them were derived from the first generation of the Emperor of the Underworld. Even the method he obtained was created by the millstone where the Thunder God Temple was at this time.

At this time, Lin Fan had no body, only soul.

Whether it is the Heaven-Slaying or the Chaos God-Suppressing Bell, they are gone, only the soul is here.

He is always under the attack of Yin thunder, and is no longer racing against rollers that can easily crush his spirit into powder at all times.

His soul seemed to be shackled by billions of pounds, and he was struggling, which was torture.

...

Qingyue is fighting in endless ghosts at this time!

They are all in the realm of a demigod.

Of course, although these ghosts are in the realm of demigods, they do not really have demigod combat power. Otherwise, hundreds of demigods, even Lin Fan, would have to die.

That young man was honored by the Ghost Commander, and he didn't know his roots.

But it must be a god.

At first glance, although Qingyue is in the realm of a demigod, she lacks the perception of the corresponding realm and combat power. It is like a child who possesses the supernatural power that can thrust mountains, which seems extremely inconsistent.

So I threw Qingyue into this ancient battlefield where many powerful people were cultivated for the underworld.

...

"Are you looking for your master?"

The boy looked at the magic gun with a smile.

The gun spirit manifested and he bowed with his fists: "Please guide the direction."

"You can reach the next level by walking through the darkness." The boy replied.

The gun spirit saluted again and then looked somewhere in the void.

"You go first, they probably will take at least a hundred years." The young man waved his hand gently: "You go first, after they come out, I will tell them where you are."

The gun spirit leaves.

"Where are you?" The young man looked at the old Kuiniu: "Look for your ancestor?"

The old Kuiniu was extremely nervous.

What kind of cultivation is he?

After seeing the boy's powerful methods, he was extremely nervous.

"You go too, there should be more strong people in this world." The young man smiled, he raised his scepter and blasted forward, which actually penetrated countless Zengzi God Towers, ushering in shocking anger.

There are several levels of Prison God Tower, no one knows.

But there is a prisonered god on each floor, like a young man, which penetrates countless layers, which is an invasion of other people's territory and territory.

But the young man was obviously very strong, completely placing those questions and roars in his ears, throwing the old Kui Niu into the passage, allowing him to directly enter the layer of his ancestors.

There is no time to practice.

Lin Fan no longer knew how many times he had been crushed to his soul.

Every time, I am experiencing the real life and death, and the great horror between life and death cannot be described in words.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Qingyue was like a female killer god. The immortal demigod bodies were almost killed by him, and his entire aura also changed drastically. His every move was round and free, as if they were in harmony with heaven.

...

On the road to becoming a god.

In front of the only real road, there are cultivators.

These practitioners include the most outstanding figures of the present and past dynasties, and all of them looked ugly at this time.

Staring at the crystal monument.

On the inscription, there are two words "Lin Fan".

After Lin Fan's name, there is the first demigod in this century.

A simple description.

But it made the strong men who were determined to compete for the ultimate supreme fruit position show murderous intentions!

The first demigod in this century!

This represents the most outstanding creatures in this era.

If it was a different era, it was not a great struggle, then Lin Fan was destined to be the lord of the era.

This is the recognition of the Great Dao and God, which means that if there is really an opportunity to become a god, Lin Fan will account for at least half of it. With this alone, how can these aspiring contestants not be full of murderous intentions?

"My little master, you are a destined person."

An old servant bent over slightly: "This Lin Fan, the old slave will kill him first and take over his fortune. At that time, the little master will definitely rise with his fortune in the two periods of great fortune."

A man with a sword-browed star in front of him smiled and said, "Go, this kind of person is best not to kill. Subdued him as a general and help me command the heavens."

Similar words happen more than one place.

In this century, there are too many ancient monsters.

If they are born in a wrong age, they will inevitably have the opportunity to become God.

And when they reached the peak of an era, they knew that there was no opportunity to become a god, so they lurked down, just like the golden cicada buried deep in the soil, waiting for the future.

In this century, there was an opportunity to become a god and was smelled.

So they all showed up.

At this time, Lin Fan was still wandering between life and death.

But at this time.

He has been able to use the power of his soul to fight against this roller, and cannot let him stop, but he can slow down his speed, and then...it is slower.

Lin Fan suddenly had a intuition that if he could make the roller stop completely, then he would be the divine mirror soul.

outside world.

Swordstone.

Qingyue walked out with a snow-white face.

A full eighty years.

Every day, every moment, fighting with the ghost of the gods in front of the dark ancient battlefield.

At this time, Qingyue killed all ghosts and broke through the barrier with one sword.

Her eyes looked at the boy were complicated.

There is hatred!

That place is too cunning, too terrifying, too tormental.

But there is also gratitude.

Her demigod did not come from hard practice, but took away all the invisible fortunes. If she had not had such tempering, she would have been at least a thousand years to truly consolidate the fruit of Tao. If she was restless, she would have to stop in this life.

From this point of view, this young man has great kindness to him.

"I deserve to be the daughter of those two people. I thought you would take at least a hundred years to break through the wall."

The boy smiled.

Qingyue was silent for a moment: "Husband..."

"He is soon, I smelled a little divine." The boy's expression was also a little heavy.

What he said was the truth, and that place was indeed the accumulation of the underworld in units of epochs.

This is also one of the reasons why the underworld is powerful. As long as the underworld is born, it must be a physical body, and the Taoist principles and souls all reach the divine mirror.

But since ancient times, no less than a hundred people have entered the millstone, and at most three or five people have become divine mirrors.

if……

The boy's eyes became more complicated, and he finally sighed: "I hope you are right, give all your money... to create a king."

After a moment of silence, the boy disappeared.

Youyou said, "You think I'm not qualified, he's qualified, I really want to see if he's really qualified."

These words.

Only he can hear it.
To be continued...