Ling Tian's alchemy skills are unparalleled. Many elders in Medicine God Valley are no longer his opponents. Even many elders from the outer sects have come to ask him for advice on alchemy skills. As a senior teacher, it can be seen from this that he is an alchemist.

The unparalleled aspect of the art.

Not only that, he also possesses very strong combat power. It is said that he once fought with Qinglin in a forbidden area for 300 rounds without a winner, and now he is also a strong man in the half-step soul refining realm.

Among the saints and saints of Yaoshen Valley, he has the highest reputation, and the call for him to become a Yaozi is also the highest.

He hadn't been seen outside for an unknown amount of time, but today he walked out of the Holy Son's Courtyard, accompanied by Tong Shu and others.

After he walked out of the hospital, he threw out several high-quality Yuan stones and sent Tong Shu to arrange a luxurious banquet in the Holy City outside. What he announced to the outside world was that he wanted to invite guests.

But in fact, everyone knows what this banquet is about.

Tong Shu glanced coldly at Lin Fan's residence where the door was closed, arrogant?

This time I will take revenge if I have any grudges, and I will take revenge if I have any grudges!

In the room.

Lin Fan sat on the futon with his eyes closed tightly. After a moment, he opened his eyes and sighed: "It seems that my cultivation history will not play any role until the problem is solved."

He has condensed his energy across borders, but there is no soul power seed in his body, so the energy that he swallowed from heaven and earth cannot find a place to store it, and his cultivation is completely useless.

"Knock, knock, knock." A knock on the door sounded, and Qingluan's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Fan stood up and opened the door. Qingluan entered and said, "Sage Lingyun has appeared."

Lin Fan's expression moved slightly. No matter how little news he had, everything about the Holy Son Lingyun was still very clear to his ears.

There is a saying on the mainland that there is Qinglin in the south and Lingyun in the north. In other words, in the area radiated by the One Yuan Holy Land in the south, Qinglin has the widest reputation, but in the north where the Medicine God Valley is located, Lingyun is respected.

"If he shows up, why does it matter to me?" Lin Fan glanced at Qingluan.

"What does it have to do with you? Don't you know what you did?" Qingluan looked at Lin Fan speechlessly.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside Lin Fan: "Is Lin Fan here?"

Lin Fan's eyes flashed, someone came to the door so soon?

Pushing open the door, a disciple stood outside holding an invitation: "Are you Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan frowned: "Is something wrong?"

The disciple glanced at Lin Fan coldly and said, "My holy son invites you to a banquet today."

Lin Fan chuckled: "Holy Son? Invite me to a banquet?"

The disciple snorted coldly: "It is my Holy Son Lingyun of the Medicine God Valley. I heard that you came from afar, so I specially organized a banquet in the Holy City and invited many monster-level figures to attend to welcome you."

The disciple sneered in his heart, he is indeed trying to catch the wind for you, but he is just afraid that you cannot bear the "enthusiasm!"

"Not interested."

Lin Fan blinked and invited him to the banquet?

How could he be so kind? It was just a different kind of Hongmen Banquet, and he had no interest in attending it.

The face of the disciple holding the invitation changed and he mocked, "Don't you dare to go?"

Qingluan walked out at this time and said in a gentle manner: "Brother Taoist, please tell Holy Son Lingyun that Lin Fan and I came all the way across the territory and are extremely tired. Thank you very much for his kindness."

There was a mocking smile on the disciple's lips.

These two people are really bullies and shy of the strong. If someone inferior to them had come to invite them, maybe they would have gone?

Now that I know it is Lord Lingyun who wants to invite me, and the meaning is difficult to name, I just want to refuse. How could such a simple thing be possible?

Holy Son Lingyun invites people, whether you are willing or not, you will eventually go.

Lin Fan frowned and glanced at Qingluan, why should he be so polite and careful?

Since the other person is not kind, why should he pretend to flatter you?

"I am only responsible for submitting the invitation. As for whether you decide to go or not, that is your business."

The disciple sneered: "However, I advise you to go, because no one within tens of millions of miles here dares to refuse the invitation of Holy Son Lingyun, otherwise the end will be tragic."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed coldly.

The disciple said: "Threatening you? It doesn't exist. I'm just stating a fact."

Then he changed the subject: "Of course, if you don't dare to go, just say something and I will turn around and leave."

"You are so crazy."

Lin Fan smiled: "It's just that, do you know that the person who gave you the courage to speak in front of me is not by your side. If I want to touch you now, who do you think can protect you?"

The disciple's face changed: "You dare, I am here on behalf of Holy Son Lingyun. If you dare to touch me, you will have a deadly feud with the Holy Son!"

"A deadly feud?"

Lin Fan smiled strangely. If he didn't have any grudges, how would the Holy Son Lingyun come to invite him to the meeting today?

A ray of golden light shone out from Lin Fan's chest, like a giant golden hammer, viciously hitting the disciple's chest.

Since there are some people who can't escape, just interrupt a few of their minions first.

Seeing the golden light hitting him, the disciple was not afraid at all. He opened the invitation with a ferocious smile, and with a 'bang' sound, endless power of the soul burst out from the invitation.

A figure appeared. The figure's lower body was solid, but only its upper body was still illusory, and its shape could only be seen vaguely.

"You want to attack me? Let's see how you die!" After the figure appeared, the disciple quickly backed away with a grin.

Lin Fan's expression changed drastically!

The power of this soul is about to condense into a physical entity. How strong is this Ling Yun!

The soul is condensed and projected thousands of miles away!

This is the unique sign of a strong person in the Soul Refining Realm!

This Ling Yun has probably squeezed most of his body into some realm!

This soulful body looked coldly at Lin Fan below and scolded: "Are you trying to offend me?"

"Fu Niyi? Who do you think you are?"

Lin Fan pointed at the divine soul body of Holy Son Lingyun.

"Want to die!"

This soul body raised its palm and pressed down on Lin Fan from a distance!

This is a pure soul attack, the most dangerous and unpredictable, many times more dangerous than a martial arts battle!

But at this moment, Lin Fan suddenly laughed: "It's just an illusion, how dare you act arrogantly in front of me!"

This is not Ling Yun's real soul body, it is just an external manifestation method. When it first appeared, it did scare Lin Fan, but now he can see clearly that Ling Yun's Holy Son is probably still half a step away from making the leap.

A realm.

"Leiyao!"

Lin Fan pointed at the sky, thunder rolled, and endless lightning fell!

At the same time, Lin Fan rushed towards the disciple holding the invitation, twisted him up with just one move, and immediately closed the invitation, and the phantom of the soul disappeared!

"Is this what you rely on to be arrogant in front of me?"

Lin Fan stared at the frightened disciple: "You want to use this method to trick me?"

"So what now? Are you still relying on me?"

Lin Fan raised his hand and slapped it hard!

After this disciple was slapped three times in the face, his mouth was full of blood and his teeth were flying.

Lin Fan threw the disciple away as if throwing away garbage, and took out a page of paper. After a flash of golden light, a streak of lightning was left on the blank paper.
Chapter completed!