Half a month later, after hundreds of bloody battles, Lin Qingfan stabbed a strong Zerg man to death with one shot and entered a valley.
The birds singing in the valley are crisp and beautiful, the vegetation is lush, the huge trees are towering, and there are several clear springs, which are very pleasant.
This battle was a shattering battle. Even Lin Qingfan was seriously injured, so he entered the valley to cultivate!
"Are you okay? You've shed a lot of blood!" As soon as you entered the valley, Lan Youyue finally couldn't help but care.
At this moment, most of Lin Qingfan's body was injured, and blood was flowing, wetting his clothes, which was shocking!
"I can't die, don't worry!" Lin Qingfan raised his hand and rubbed Lan Youyue's little head, and looked at her with a smile: "I'm almost crying like a little cat, and I won't be beautiful if I cry!"
After trying so many battles, Lan Youyue saw Lin Qingfan injured for the first time, and shed so much blood.
"I won't cry anymore, you should heal your wounds!" Lan Youyue raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered.
Lin Qingfan nodded, said nothing more, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to heal his injuries![
After several hours, the injured body was intact again. Lin Qingfan stood up resolutely, looked up at the sky, and his eyes were once again filled with a huge sense of fighting spirit!
"Start, my battle has not ended yet!"
This ancient land is vast and divided into ten regions. Lin Qingfan has been fighting in the central region for several days.
In order to compete for the source of Tao, he triggered terrifying battles. Similarly, news about the source of Tao came from the western region, the southern region, the northern region, etc., and he had not had time to rush there.
Since stabbing the strong Zerg man to death, Lin Qingfan has become the master of this area. The remaining trialists were intimidated by his terrifying strength and did not dare to compete with him.
From then on, the name of the God of Killing spread in the central area, so that some other areas also heard about Lin Qingfan’s name!
"Hmph, I'll meet that kid soon. This time, I will definitely kill him!" The second prince of the feather clan looked at the central area with a gloomy look.
"He can't live for a few days!" The eldest prince was wearing his upper body, and strange runes flashed on his bronze skin, like a secret treasure, flowing with a metallic luster!
All forces gather in the middle, and this will be a gathering of strong people!
It seemed that he also felt the opportunity of the war. After searching in the central area, Lin Qingfan did not stop. He set off again, crossed one wild ridge after another, and came to another vibrant ancient land.
Unfortunately, the princes of the feather clan had already left. After leaving this area, Lin Qingfan looked at the other person through a mountain range for a moment.
This person is Mo Tian. He is very powerful. The name of Mo Tian has also spread throughout the battlefield. He swept across the western region and slashed three powerful men in the Dragon Transformation Stage with a black gold demon halberd, which shocked Xiye. His reputation was no less than Lin Qingfan!
Mo Tian looked at him dozens of miles away, and finally lifted the black gold demon halberd and disappeared on the horizon.
"What a terrifying aura. Can you win the battle?" As Mo Tian left, the depressing aura slowly disappeared. Lan Youyue was sweating all over, and her little face turned pale even more scared.
"He is very strong..." Lin Qingfan looked at Mo Tian's departure back and said lightly.[
"Well, then who is the most powerful of you?" Lan Youyue was very innocent, with her beautiful big eyes open, and her blue eyes were flashing.
However, Lin Qingfan did not return and turned around and left.
Then, Lin Qingfan entered the battlefield in the southern region, with great battles and small battles constantly, and wars were everywhere, and all kinds of monks were fighting wildly just to get the source of Tao.
Lin Qingfan's arrival triggered a riot. He swept across the central region and now he has arrived across regions, making many strong men nervous.
"You are Lin Qingfan, known as the God of Killing?" A cold voice came, and a terrifying aura fell from the sky like a tide. This was a young man riding a golden war horse.
The man was wearing golden armor, gorgeous and handsome, like a son of heaven, and was looking down at Lin Qingfan.
Faced with the man's question, Lin Qingfan ignored it, but ignored it.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a terrifying attack came. The man attacked and raised his hand. A huge golden net was dazzling and covered the sky, trying to capture and kill Lin Qingfan.
This is a fairy armor, with a terrifying aura, as if it was woven from a galaxy. Every thread is terrifying, with stars surging, like a sea of stars shaking.
"Be careful, this is the prince of the Light Clan. He has entered the Dragon Transformation Period and his strength is extremely terrifying." Mo Ling'er, who has not seen many days, was secretly transmitted, and was as sweet as the sound of nature. He vaguely saw a graceful figure flashing in the mountains.
Lin Qingfan snorted coldly, stepped on his legs, and his body jumped up from the little beast. Facing the falling golden net, he did not hide, letting the net fall, and then he teared his hands hard, and the universe started to shake.
The silk thread of this immortal artifact is like a tile woven by a galaxy, which is naturally terrifying, but it was torn apart by Lin Qingfan and turned into a golden rain of light and scattered down.
"Boom boom boom!"
Wherever the light rain passed, the mountains were destroyed and the earth was broken, making the nearby area almost annihilated and sweeping away many mountains.
"Kill him!"
The prince of the Light Clan showed a hideous sneer, and he didn't care at all about the attack of the immortal weapon being broken.
As his words fell, three masters took action in the dark, all from the Light Clan, and each stared at a golden halo behind his head, which looked very sacred.
Everyone gasped. Who would dare to participate when they saw this scene? There were four dragon-transforming cultivators at one time. In this lineup, it seemed that they had planned to hunt this monk named Lin.
The prince of the Light Clan's eyes flashed, and a ferocious look appeared on his holy and handsome face. With a wave of his palm, the attack was already out!
Four cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Stage took action together. Such an attack could completely kill any cultivator, but it was not possible for Lin Qingfan.
The seven-star cloud step was activated, and Lin Qingfan's figure shuttled through the attack, allowing the attack to be so, but he could touch his figure.
"All the monks of the Light Clan will take action together!" The prince of the Light Clan knew that Lin Qingfan's strength was terrifying, so he did not hesitate, and immediately ordered.
This was an arduous battle. The monks of the Light Clan joined one after another, and the masters kept coming to help. Lin Qingfan shot each man and killed the sun and moonlight, and the mountains and rivers were faded.
Blood sprinkled, and the ancient land became red, with corpses and bones. Lin Qingfan started killing like a demon god. He ignored his injuries and chased the prince of the Guangming clan for 100,000 miles, and finally threw out the spear in his hand.
“Woo woo…”
The spear crossed the sky and the earth, emitting wisps of golden light, dazzling and dazzling, shattering the sky, and behind it, a chaotic energy that shook the area.
"ah……"
The prince of the Guangming clan shouted, and his heart was pierced by a cold gun, and then inserted into the head of the golden war horse sitting down.
Blood splattered, and the spear pierced through them, and took them out for several miles, hitting a mountain.
With a "boom", smoke and dust soared into the sky, the mountains collapsed, and the prince of the Light Clan and his mount were nailed to the earth, and their vitality was destroyed.
Lin Qingfan's murderous intent came out through this spear, destroying all his vitality.
Blood was gushing on the ground, and the prince of the Light Clan was nailed to death here, which was shocking and made the monks who followed him throbbed.
In this battle, the prince of the Guangming clan brought several powerful men in the Dragon Transformation Stage of the country and dispatched a large number of warriors, but could not kill Lin Qingfan, but was broken through and nailed him to death here.
The southern region caused a sensation. The Guangming clan gathered a large army, and the strong men of the entire clan began to encircle and suppress Lin Qingfan.
Lin Qingfan fought for hundreds of thousands of miles, fought for several days, and didn't know how many people he killed. He finally escaped with injuries and entered a mysterious cave!
In this battle, Lin Qingfan established a great reputation. Whether it was a new trialist or an older generation trialist who was staying here, Lin was scared.
Every time he visited an ancient land, he would cause a wave of fear. The powerful retreated. In the trialists, except for a few heroes, people would dare to fight him.
Of course, Lin Qingfan has a hard time here during this period. He was chased by more than a dozen experts in the Dragon Transformation Stage and was seriously injured and had to hide it.
This was a blood-stained time. For two whole months, Lin Qingfan killed several enemies, and he broke through the pile of dead people.
"Ahem..."
In the cave, Lin Qingfan vomited blood in his mouth, and his body was almost crippled. Blood continued to overflow from his mouth, his expression was depressed, and he looked like he was about to die.
"Wuwu... Don't die, I don't want you to die. You haven't seen me growing up yet. Don't die, wuwu..." Lan Youyue was completely scared. This time, Lin Qingfan was too serious and didn't even have the strength to speak. He leaned on the mountain rock like that.
"Don't make noise, go ahead and explore the way, be careful!" After the little beast blocked the entrance of the cave, he walked over and said in a voice.
"Will he die?" Lan Youyue asked crying.
"If you are quieter, you won't die!" The little beast gave Lan Youyue a white look and continued: "Go quickly!"
"Okay, okay, I won't speak, I won't speak anymore!" Lan Youyue quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, then got up from the ground and ran towards the depths of the cave.
Along the way, Lin Qingfan was taking care of himself. Now, Lin Qingfan has been seriously injured, and she also wants to help him!
Exploring the way was not difficult for her.
As Lan Youyue left, a light flashed, and Zhu Lao appeared. As soon as he appeared, a magical sense was poked out to investigate Lin Qingfan's injuries!
As time passed by minute by minute, Zhu Lao's brows were getting closer and closer.
"How is it!" the little beast beside him also frowned and asked.
"The injury is very serious, save his life first!" Old Zhu frowned and said nothing. He took a pill with his palm and flew out. Then, under the influence of the power of his spiritual consciousness, the pill turned into a cloud of air mist!
Lin Qingfan was already in a coma at this moment and could only send medicine through his nose. As the pill entered, Lin Qingfan's body, which was almost exhausted, began to operate again.
"I'm so hurting so much that I'll probably hurt his Daoji!" Old Zhu's face looked ugly, and he showed such a solemn look for the first time.