The mountains and valleys were all affected by the overflowing energy, and turned into dust in the world, destroyed like paper. How can I fight?
Lin Qingfan's long hair was dispersed like a black waterfall. He held a spear in his hand, and blood was passing by the tip of the spear, emitting an extremely terrifying aura. He was like a messenger from hell. Wherever he passed, there was blood and corpses everywhere!
"Demon God, he is a demon god!" Someone was scared and began to talk nonsense, completely losing his fighting spirit!
Hearing this, he fought one by one with two legs, his face was pale, and he felt a sense of strength. His body couldn't help but tremble, and he had never been as scared as he is now.
"puff!"
Blood splashed, and bones stuck to blood were shot out. Lin Qingfan shot out with a shot, and another man turned into Xuewu and died in a bad life!
His power was shocking, and it only took one shot to break a monk who stepped into the trial field, destroying both body and spirit.
The killing continued, Lin Qingfan broke into the wolf pack like a human-shaped barbarian dragon. He raised his hands and feet and someone would be destroyed. Blood rain fell and bones were broken, like opening the door to hell. The terrifying aura of death enveloped everyone's hearts.
"ah……"
These people were frightened and screamed in horror. They gave up resistance in full and began to flee. Now everyone can see that this is a god of killing, and there is only one way to die for him as an enemy.
"Where can you go!" Lin Qingfan scolded lightly. Since he chose to take action, he would just kill him. He would not have any kindness as a woman. This is the cruel law after entering the trial field.
"Give me your life, I know that I am wrong. I shouldn't have surrounded and suppressed Brother Dao. I am willing to pay the price to spare my life!" A scholar was caught up and knew that he could escape, so he had to kneel down and beg for mercy.
From the moment of taking action, we should have expected the ending at this moment. Lin Qingfan was indifferent and slowly raised his palm, and a hazy breath swept towards the scholar.
"burst!"
The scribe's head was pinched and a gorgeous blood flower bloomed. The corpse of the head fell straight into a pool of blood and returned to peace.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a terrifying aura attacked, and a black skull that was hundreds of feet large fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The demonic energy fell down with a wisp of divine power to suppress Lin Qingfan.
This skull is not a simple immortal weapon, but is actually a secret treasure. It sealed a spiritual mark of the ancestors of the Ghost King Sect. At this moment, the mark revived, and its power increased exponentially, turning into a black aura to surround Lin Qingfan.
"He is suppressed, everyone, kill him!" Han Tianshu's face turned pale and shouted with a shrill voice. Obviously, in order to revive the marks in the skull, he also paid a heavy price, and his breath became much weaker in an instant, and even a few strands of white hair were added between his black hair.
In the sky, the phantom of the skeleton was as dark as ink, emitting strands of black air like hair, penetrated the void and appeared directly under Lin Qingfan's feet, imprisoning him on the spot.
Hearing Han Tianshu's voice, many people looked strange and stopped fleeing. They activated various magic weapons to slash forward, because they knew that it was impossible to be good, and even if they beg for mercy, they would be killed.
"Don't keep it, try your best to kill him!" Han Tianshu said with a stern voice, like a fierce ghost.
"Everyone, we have no way out. We can only slaughter him, otherwise we will all die!" The other person stopped and saw Lin Qingfan being imprisoned, with a ferocious expression. He opened his mouth and spit out a small blood-red bell, spit out a few mouthfuls of essence and blood, and sacrificed it out.[
"when!"
The death knell was shocking, and the sound waves spread out like a tide, and the surrounding mountains were shattered by the bells.
The blood-red clock is rapidly enlarging, and the blood-colored clock body turns everything into ashes, which is a veritable clock of death.
It fell to the imprisoned Lin Qingfan, trapping him in it, and trying to refine him into a pool of pus and blood, and never be reborn!
This is a murder weapon and this person's trump card. If it weren't for such a critical moment, he wouldn't have taken it out. Once this murder weapon is known, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future.
But now, he has no choice. Compared with life, he still chooses the latter!
"It's really effective. If you kill him, you must not retreat. Gather the power of everyone to kill this beast!" Seeing this, some other people shouted cruelly, and their morale was greatly boosted.
Lin Qingfan frowned, and was entangled by this inexplicable black aura, which made him unable to move. It seemed that the black aura was still devouring his magic power. The situation was very critical now. He called Mr. Zhu in his heart, but he could not get a response. It seemed that everything was sealed!
What exactly is this?
Lin Qingfan was in danger. The magic power in his body was activated, and the magic power in his mind spread. The magic power in his body was constantly being swallowed up.
"what to do?"
In the sky, there was a huge black skull. Lin Qingfan knew that it was this thing that threatened him and imprisoned him.
"Kill, you must kill him!"
The magic weapon was dazzling, and the dazzling light illuminated the earth. One by one, the terrifying magic weapon was traveling between the world, with auspicious auras and carrying the murderous intent on his way to Lin Qingfan.
Seeing this, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Han Tianshu's mouth. He joined hands with several people to use magic weapons and quickly hit the center of the field.
"boom!"
This is a killing disaster, and all kinds of lights cover the sun, rushing up, making the place full of holes and ruins.
"Is he... dead?" a man said in a trembling voice.
"Do you have only these methods?" As soon as the words fell, a chuckle came, which came from the dilapidated land in the center. After the many strange lights dissipated, a figure stood proudly, holding a spear, black hair was like a waterfall, like a god of killing, with its power overwhelming.
"How is it possible that he is not dead?" Seeing that Lin Qingfan was still alive and his aura was strong, everyone trembled all over, and their scalp was so terrified that they were numb.
Now that the battle is over, there is no doubt that there is any suspense. Han Tianshu felt that he was unable to do it for the first time. While Lin Qingfan broke the seal, he was injured again, and his breath fell to the lowest point.
Now he is seriously injured and has no power to fight, so he has to choose to escape.
"Fellow Taoist, I can sit down and talk, let's stop for now." Someone begged, scaring the dead, because they found that Lin Qingfan was too fast and cut off their way forward.
"How to talk about it?" A rainbow light flashed under Lin Qingfan's feet, and his figure appeared in front of a fleeing monk. He stabbed out a spear decisively, ending the person's life!
Seeing this, Han Tianshu couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again, gritted his teeth and said, "Escape apart!"
Lin Qingfan smiled, his figure flashed again, and he stabbed him with a shot!
"ah!"
Amid the shrill screams, blood splattered everywhere, and a man who had just left the team was beaten into blood mud and died on the spot.
"Only by putting together can he be a little afraid. We cannot separate and exit this trial field together." In this battle, they completely lost confidence in their hearts and did not dare to think about anything in their minds. As long as they could survive, it was better than anything else.
Lin Qingfan slowed down, and he killed one by one, but now there are less than five or six people alive.
The twenty-eight strong men united together. What a powerful force, even if the dragon-transforming cultivator had to retreat, he had to retreat, but now he was killed by Lin Qingfan and his wife to such a miserable situation.
"puff!"
While running away, Han Tianshu felt a chill in his heart. Seeing the fellow Taoists behind him being killed one by one, his eyes suddenly turned out to take out a puppet villain half a foot long, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of essence and blood, and all sprinkled on the puppet, which seemed more weird.
In an instant, his breath became even weaker, as if he was about to die in the next second, becoming extremely weak, obviously paying a heavy price. He dipped his blood and wrote the words Lin Qingfan between the puppet's eyebrows, and then picked up a golden sword that was one inch long and stabbed into the puppet's forehead.
"Puppet stand-in technique!"
This is a secret technique passed down from ancient times, killing people and form. However, the cost of this technique is also extremely high, and it requires the caster's life spell for a hundred years and a large realm to reduce.
With the piercing of the golden sword, Lin Qingfan's hair stood up all over his body, and his forehead felt ache, as if a peerless weapon was about to pierce into his skull, so close to him.
This is too sudden!
Lin Qingfan's mind was shaking, his forehead was about to burst, and the severe pain was unbearable. At this moment, the mysterious divine platform in the dantian shook again, and a divine light emanated from the faint golden flame.
The divine light turned into a rainbow light and rushed straight into the sea of consciousness. At this moment, Lin Qingfan's forehead was glowing, accompanied by a sing of Taoism, and instantly, it wiped out an inexplicable crisis.
"puff!"
Han Tianshu blew blood, the puppet in his hand was wiped out, and the small sword long in his palm was even broken. His vitality was severely damaged, and his figure fell from high altitude!
I always thought that the magic platform was used, but unexpectedly, the magic platform had such a miraculous effect. It not only could break the seal, but also resist the attack of secret techniques! The crisis was relieved, Lin Qingfan's expression became even more indifferent, his murderous intent became stronger, and his combat power was instantly increased to the extreme again. He cut out with one palm, and a gray aura came out, turning into a yin and yang dragon, rushing towards the falling body.
"Bang!"
Blood dances and rises, and bones fly everywhere!
The chief disciple of the Ghost King Sect, Han Tianshu, a hero of the generation, died and died!
The remaining four people were all scared and scared. They had never been as desperate as they are today. In the past, none of them were a talented person or a genius, but now they were chased by people like dogs and entered the gate of the road to heaven.
Lin Qingfan's figure flew around, and in a few breaths, he solved the four people, and the world calmed down. The little beast in the distance flew back at this moment, majestic, and it also completed the task of chasing the mount!
"Master!" Just as the little beast flew back, strange lights flashed in its eyes, looking at a mountain in the distance!
Lin Qingfan nodded, and a rainbow light flashed under his feet, with heavy figures leaving behind a series of phantoms. The next moment, he arrived at the mountain, holding a spear, black hair like a waterfall, and his robe was even more roaring, just like a demon god descending to earth, comparable to the magical martial arts!
"Come out!" Lin Qingfan stood in the air, staring at the misty mountain peak in front of him, and shouted loudly!