Lin Fan held Samadhi True Fire with his right hand, looked at Taixu Dragon Lord with expressionless face, and said lightly: "Taixu Dragon Lord, I think that your cultivation is not easy, and I can give you a chance. If you are willing to make a martial arts oath and submit to me, I can spare your life. How about it?"

"Hmph!" Taixu Dragon Lord snorted coldly, his head turned to the other side, and said coldly: "I stand tall and do not condescend to you, don't even think about it!"

He looked righteous.

"Okay." Lin Fan didn't force it and shrugged.

He just asked casually, since the Taixu Dragon Lord was unwilling, Lin Fan would not force it. After all, this guy was once the number one in ancient times, with a arrogant heart, and from the previous fight, it can be seen that he was not an open-minded person. I am afraid that even if he made a martial arts oath, it would be difficult to guarantee that he would not do any small moves. He simply killed all the people, so he would save him from having too many dreams.

The Taixu Dragon Lord lay on the ground panting, his chest fluttering violently. Looking at the dark clouds rolling and the stars and moonless night sky, he was filled with emotion for a moment and his thoughts flew.

He still remembers the running in the sunset thousands of years ago, which was his passing glory...

Could it be that this generation of powerful men fell here in such humiliation? No! A man can bend and stretched, and the slut of the Purple Star Emperor knows that temporary tolerance is temporary in order to turn around in the future. What is worse than him? If it really doesn't work, why not make a martial arts oath? Stay with the green mountains and don't be afraid of burning firewood. As long as you don't die today, you will have the chance to avenge this great revenge in the future.

Thinking of this, Taixu Dragon Lord suddenly widened his eyes, turned his head to look at Lin Fan, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Your Excellency, I want to..."

"boom!"

As soon as Taixu Longzun spoke, he saw a golden flame magnifying rapidly in his eyes.

What comes with it is the feeling of rapid trembling inside, which is the instinctive reaction in the face of death.

"No--"

Taixu Dragon Lord screamed in horror.

Now he regrets it, why didn’t he agree just now? Why did he pretend to be 13? Now it’s better, it’s a dead ball.

The sound came to an abrupt end.

Under the burning of the Samadhi True Fire, the Taixu Dragon Lord did not even survive for a breath and was directly burned into nothingness.

The breeze blows and dissipates invisible.

The body died and the Tao disappeared, the soul was gone, and the soul was completely destroyed.

Moreover, his Nascent Soul was also refined into the essence of Nascent Soul by Lin Fan and suspended in the air.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand and put the essence of the Nascent Soul into the storage ring. He frowned and murmured: "What did he say before he died just now... Alas, forget it and don't care."

Lin Fan shook his head and grabbed the void in the distance. The two golden maces dropped by Taixu Dragon Lord flew over and fell into Lin Fan's hand.

With the golden mace in his hand, Lin Fan looked at it carefully, and a hint of joy appeared in the corner of his eyes after a moment.

This pair of golden maces is actually medium-grade spiritual weapons. No wonder, after all, they are weapons of Taixu Dragon Lord, so there is no difference.

However, Lin Fan looked down on it and turned around to refine it and absorb the evil power of the demon. It should also increase the evil power of the demon to the level of a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

By the way, this Taixu Dragon Lord is quite stingy. Apart from contributing one Nascent Soul and two medium-grade spiritual weapons, there is nothing else.

Lin Fan curled his lips, turned around and left here.

In the battle just now, Lin Fan and Taixu Dragon Lord had been away from the Nine Nether Top for dozens of miles. After killing Taixu Dragon Lord, Lin Fan transformed into a stream of light and quickly rushed to the Nine Nether Top.

At this time, the top of the Nine Netherworld was still in ruins. Yan Yu was sitting cross-legged in the ruins, and luckily healed his wounds.

"Swish!"

Lin Fan's figure suddenly appeared.

"Young Master!"

Yan Yu opened his eyes, clasped his fists with both hands, and was about to stand up.

Lin Fan waved his hand and signaled him not to move, and then threw him a healing pill.

Yan Yu did not doubt that he was there, but he swallowed the pill directly and his complexion began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Yan Yu's heart was still extremely uneasy. In his eyes, Taixu Dragon Lord, who had always been invincible, could not get any benefits from Lin Fan's hands. The two fought back and forth, and even the battle was a few thousand meters away, it was still frightening. At this time, Lin Fan came back safely. Except for a wound on his shoulder, there was nothing wrong with it. There was only one possibility, that is, Taixu Dragon Lord was defeated and had even been killed by Lin Fan!

As soon as this thought came to life, Yan Yu was shocked and sweated.

Just now, he was seriously injured without even walking through a single move under Taixu Dragon Lord, but Taixu Dragon Lord was inferior to Lin Fan...

It seems that Lin Fan still held back that day, otherwise he would have no room for a fight back.

This son's future is limitless, and he may surpass the peak period of Taixu Dragon Lord!

Thinking of this, Yan Yu felt a little surrender in his heart, which was willing to surrender, not forced by a martial arts oath.

At this time, Lin Fan glanced at him, glanced at Yan Yu lightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Yan Yu swallowed with difficulty, feeling that his inner thoughts seemed to be completely exposed to Lin Fan's eyes.

What a terrible person!

Another quarter of an hour passed, a figure came from afar.

It's Lin Xuan.

At this time, Yan Yu's injuries were cured, so he stood up and went up to meet him.

Yan Yu looked depressed and shook his hand and said, "That old boy, Di Shitian, was cunning like a loach, let him run away. But he was not feeling well. I used the White Tiger Xuan Array to be in the middle of the back of the back. Even if I don't die, I will definitely lose my skin and will not be able to jump around in a short period of time."

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded and said, "If you run away, run away. As long as he dares to show up again, it will not be too late to take his life."

Lin Xuan seemed to be a little resentful of his mistakes, clenched his fists and said, "Hmph! I will never miss it again, absolutely!"

"Okay, you have a chance in the future." Lin Fan patted Lin Xuan's shoulder, then looked at Yan Yu, and said, "Is this where the Purgatory Demon Lord is?"

"Yes." Yan Yu respected Lin Fan's posture a lot, and clasped his fists and said, "The Purgatory Demon Respect Tower is in the center of the Nine Nethers."

"take me."

"yes!"

Then, Yan Yu led the way, Lin Fan and Lin Xuan followed behind and headed towards the sleeping place of the Purgatory Demon Lord.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

A wolf came out to find food, and its green eyes were particularly vague in the dark jungle. Soon, it discovered that the target was a wild boar that had just died, and its body had not yet cooled down.

If it were normal for a single wolf, it would not dare to provoke the wild boar at all, but the wild boar was dead at this time, and the wolf had no worries anymore. He ran over, opened his mouth wide, and bit the boar's neck.

Just as the wolf's mouth was about to bite the boar's neck.

"Swish!"

A cold light flashed by.

The wolf's head flew up directly and then fell heavily to the ground. The wolf's body fell weakly, and blood squirted wildly.

The next moment, the belly of the wild boar's corpse moved, and a sharp short knife stabbed out from the inside and out. Then, with a stroke, the whole belly was cut open, and a bloody figure crawled out of the wild boar's belly, gasping for breath, and his face was full of fear.

It's Indra!
Chapter completed!