Qinglin was in a miserable state, with his tall nose bridge collapsed, his head deflated as if it had been pinched by a door, and broken bones could be seen especially on his chest.

But Lin Fan was very dissatisfied with this result. In the deep pit, he had not thought of killing Qinglin, but Qinglin's method was so weird that he could transform into a demonic mist at the moment of death.

This demonic mist seemed invisible and qualityless, and many of his methods to attack the great arts were completely useless, which made him frown.

And when the magic mist appeared, he could keenly sense that the lightning martial spirit in the soul, the silver-white paper, and the living creatures were all trembling violently, with murderous intent gnawing at them.

"Could it be..." Lin Fan's eyes flashed, and then his rune eyes looked at Qinglin, feeling that there seemed to be a demonic mist entrenched in his soul!

"really!"

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he roared: "Kill!"

He took the initiative, and since he was destined to be an enemy, it was of course better to kill him sooner rather than later.

Qinglin's eyes were cold and he waved his hands, like a general ordering his soldiers to charge and kill, but he really forgot how miserable he was just a second ago.

Three thousand strong men, at least two thousand three, all sighed. They did not want to fight or be Lin Fan's enemy. They had justice and loyalty in their hearts.

They naturally knew what kind of person Lin Fan was, and how wonderful it was during the time when Lin Fan was in charge of the Holy Land. It was the first time they had felt warmth and equality since they had been in the Holy Land for so long.

During that period, no force in the world dared to look down upon him. Why?

Just because they have an invincible sword that can suppress all monsters.

How could such a character be a traitor?

How is it possible to identify a holy place?

But what can be done?

From the moment they stepped into the Holy Land, they were branded as the One Yuan Holy Land. They did not have Lin Fan's courage; they did not dare to disobey.

Therefore, when Qinglin gave the order, they could only rush and kill.

Lin Fan looked at so many people with no murderous intent in their eyes, and there was warmth in his eyes. After all, the dream of his childhood, the place where he had stayed for so many years, was not without a trace of human touch. There were still so many people who remembered him.

If Lin Fan is good, then that's enough.

But when he looked at the more than a thousand strong men who were attacking like fierce tigers, his eyes suddenly turned cold and he roared: "One Yuan Heavenly Power!"

The long river of time appeared, flowing from an unknown place and heading towards an unknown place in the future. Three Tao bodies appeared, all of them were the same as him, but their breaths were different, and they all had heavy halberds in their hands.

"Hidden kill!"

Lin Fan roared again, and Lin Long took one step forward, transformed into a divine dragon, and went out with the four great bodies.

Lin Fan took action, and Yao Chuchen and others certainly would not sit idly by and charge forward to kill him as well.

However, there is no comparison between the two sides admitting defeat. The total number of strong men brought by Li Qingxuan and Yao Chuchen was less than a hundred, but these few people bravely crashed into a crowd of three thousand.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, heads rolled off and blood splattered!

Lin Fan's four-level body is like a god of death. When the heavy halberd sweeps across, heads roll down. Except for the strong ancestors, no one is his general, and they can easily sweep away a whole area.

Of course, his four great bodies are not only focused on killing. For example, his future body and Lin Long are only aimed at those who are unwilling to fight with Lin Fan. After knocking them unconscious, they use the power of lightning to

Carry these people down into the sky.

Countless people below are looking up at the sky. To ordinary people, this is really a battle between gods. Blood is raining from the sky, heads are flying, and broken limbs are flying all over the sky.

"kill!"

The ancestor-level strongman also took action!

Yao Chuchen and the ancestor-level experts brought by Li Qingxuan rushed away, but the number of people was too different.

Each of them brought four ancestor-level experts, but Qinglin led ten ancestor-level experts this time. In a one-on-one situation, there were still two ancestor-level experts who could deal with the rest.

The cultivators caused horrific lethality.

"The Ageless One!"

Lin Fan's eyes were about to burst as he watched helplessly as the ancestral-level warriors from Qinglin's side slaughtered all the reinforcements brought by Li Qingxuan and Yao Chuchen except those from the ancestral-level territory.

How terrifying is it for an ancestor-level strongman to take action?

As long as you are attacked by their attack and killing power, you will not be able to kill your body, but will directly become powder or fly ash.

Moreover, the ultimate goal of these two ancestor-level experts was not the reinforcements, but him. In just an instant, they killed more than ten people and plowed a bloody path, only ten meters away from him.

When Lin Fan shouted the word "immortal", a hint of ridicule flashed vaguely in the eyes of these two ancestor-level experts. Sure enough, there were still experts looking around. Fortunately, they also hid their cultivation.

"Whoa!"

The blood-dropping halberd suddenly shot out of the void. The ancestor-level strongman who was the first to kill Lin Fan screamed strangely, and with a bang, a ghost-headed sword appeared in his hand and blocked the sword.

, but the ancestor-level expert who was a step behind him seized this opportunity and blasted out three invincible fist seals in succession.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, and the long sword dripping with blood seemed to have never appeared before and just disappeared.

"Hey, Lin Fan, do you think you are the only one who is prepared? Ever since Qing Zhuzi died, I have known that you have four ancestor-level experts. Call them all now and send you on your way together!" Qinglin was laughing.

Lin Fan scolded: "Trash, do you have the qualifications to talk to me? You want to kill me."

Qinglin's face suddenly darkened: "If you are arrogant, you will die today."

"You bitch who got pinched on the forehead, your grandpa Li Guang is here!" Li Guang's voice sounded, and he came too. He quickly joined the battlefield and killed three powerful Yuan Ning Yuan masters with just one sword strike.

"call out!"

The fighting swords roared, the spirit of the holy sword rose into the sky, and the sword energy was shattered into pieces by billions of rays. Wu Jian also came.

Lin Fan scolded: "What are you doing here? Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Wu Jian curled his lips: "I have sent a message to arrange everything. How can I be left out in such a big battle?"

Li Guang also said with disdain: "Such a bloody killing field is most suitable for the invincible me."

Lin Fan opened his mouth. He wanted to say, do you know, once you come, you may not be able to leave, but in the end, after seeing the sharp eyes of Wu Jian and Li Guang, he smiled, without saying a word, and roared: "Then

My three brothers will kill each other right here!"

Li Guang chuckled: "It's a pity that boy Chen Xuandong is not here, he will definitely regret it."

Wu Jian smiled: "There must be one left so that he can come and avenge us in the future."

Lin Fan smiled. It turned out that they also knew that they would die if they came.

Qinglin laughed loudly: "Well done! We're all here except Chen Xuandong, that loser. I'll send you all on your way today!"

What responded to him was a sword without a sword in the air. The sword's light was like a dragon, crossing the entire battlefield and killing Qinglin like this.

"Bang!"

Qinglin made a fist seal, exploded the sword light, and said with a ferocious smile: "You want to die that much?"
Chapter completed!