Under Zhao Qianjun's horrified gaze, Lin Fan raised his right hand lightly, and put his index and middle fingers together. The fingers were shrouded in a golden light, making it difficult for people to see his fingers clearly.
Lin Fan pointed at the top of his head.
A small golden sword suddenly shot out.
As fast as lightning, as fast as a thundering giant.
It shot into the air instantly.
At the same time, there seemed to be a soft "pop" sound.
Zhao Qianjun's body trembled as if he was struck by lightning. He took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his face quickly became as pale as paper, and his breath became disordered.
"You, you, how is that possible!"
Zhao Qianjun held the hilt of the heavy sword with his right hand, knelt on one knee, and stared at Lin Fan, his eyes full of horror, fear, and disbelief.
The domain was broken, and Zhao Qianjun suffered a huge backlash.
"How could you possibly break my realm!!!"
Zhao Qianjun had a ferocious expression and roared crazily.
Lin Fan stopped his hand, looked at Zhao Qianjun, and smiled slightly, "Your so-called field is just rubbish in my opinion."
Not to mention Zhao Qianjun's defective "field", even if it was the field of a real powerful person who transformed into a god, Lin Fan would not look down upon it.
The strength of those who are also strong in transforming gods also has high and low levels, and an important indicator for judging the strength level of strong transforming gods is the field.
The battle between the powerful gods is more about the collision of domains. Whoever's domain is stronger can overwhelm the opponent's domain and gain an advantage.
A truly powerful domain can easily cover thousands of miles in radius. A single thought can easily control the life and death of all living beings in the domain. In one's own domain, one is a god, a true god.
Only such a field can make Lin Fan pay attention to it. If it is compared to Transformers, the field that Zhao Qianjun condenses is nothing more than a Transformers model less than 20 centimeters high.
Not worth mentioning at all.
"This is impossible!!!"
Zhao Qianjun roared crazily and at the same time glanced twice in the direction of Qianjun's camp.
How could his little moves be hidden from Lin Fan.
Lin Fan said: "Don't expect anyone to come from the camp to rescue you. No matter how big a movement happens here, no one will notice it."
Zhao Qianjun's expression changed drastically, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"I said, dead people don't need to know too much."
After saying that, Lin Fan swayed and appeared in front of Zhao Qianjun in an instant, pointing the two fingers of his right hand at the center of Zhao Qianjun's eyebrows.
"Buzz!"
A circle of golden ripples spread out.
The violent energy rushed into Zhao Qianjun's body, wreaking havoc.
Zhao Qianjun's body trembled, and the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared.
Zhao Qianjun, the powerful half-step god of Yuanmen, died!
Originally, a strong half-step god should not be so weak. Even Lin Fan had to use some trump cards to kill him, and it was difficult not to alarm others. However, Zhao Qianjun took the lead in using the domain, and was also beaten by Lin Fan.
Fan destroyed his domain and suffered a huge backlash, which allowed Lin Fan to easily kill him.
After killing Zhao Qianjun, Lin Fan repeated his old trick, destroying his body and destroying all traces of his body, while he transformed into Zhao Qianjun and returned to the camp.
"Junior Brother Luo, Junior Brother Ma, you two immediately gather your disciples and follow me to a place!"
After Lin Fan returned to the camp, he called Luo Tong and Ma Anyi from Yuanmen and issued the order.
The two of them left without doubting his presence.
The other strong men in the sect were a little confused and didn't know what "Zhao Qianjun" meant by this move.
"Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"
Ren Tianxing asked.
Lin Fan said calmly: "Sorry, it is a secret of ours and cannot be revealed. Brother Ren, Miss Li, please look after the camp."
Ren Tianxing and Li Xiangxiang nodded.
The others didn't ask any more questions. They all thought that Sun Xiaowu had discovered some kind of treasure and came back to report it. Zhao Qianjun then led his people to get the treasure.
Many people were interested.
However, considering the strength of the Yuanmen team, they had to give up this idea.
Soon, Luo Tong and Ma Anyi gathered all the Yuanmen disciples, a total of more than 130 people, and followed Lin Fan out of the camp.
"It seems that Yuanmen has discovered a treasure."
Ren Tianxing stood on the outskirts of the camp, watching everyone from Yuanmen leaving, and murmured.
Li Xiangxiang stood next to Ren Tianxing, smiled and said: "So what if we know? Can we still snatch the treasure from Yuanmen?"
Hearing this, Ren Tianxing showed a bit of unwillingness on his face, and finally sighed and said: "You are right, even if there is a treasure, it is not within our reach."
After saying that, Ren Tianxing turned around and walked into the camp.
the other side.
Lin Fan was in front, leading more than a hundred disciples from the sect, heading east for more than 10,000 meters, and came to a canyon.
Lin Fan stopped.
"Senior Brother Zhao, have you arrived?"
"Senior Brother Zhao, is there any treasure here?"
Luo Tong and Ma Anyi asked.
Lin Fan turned around and looked at everyone in the Yuan Clan, smiled, and said, "I have a gift for you."
"Gift?"
Everyone in Yuanmen was stunned.
Lin Fan flashed and appeared in the air. With a move of his hands, he saw more than twenty ethereal machine cannons rising from the high ground on both sides of the canyon!
The dark cannon barrel was pointed at the people in the canyon, giving them a great sense of oppression.
"What...what is this?"
"Senior Brother Zhao, what do you mean?"
Everyone was panicking, looking up at Lin Fan in the sky and shouting.
"It's nothing, I just want you to stay here forever."
Lin Fan put his hands on his back, his body as straight as a gun, and slowly shook his head. Then with a thought in his mind, under the control of his spiritual consciousness, more than twenty ethereal cannons roared at the same time.
The fiery snake vomits.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."
The sound boomed in the canyon.
Countless ethereal shock bombs poured towards everyone in Yuanmen.
The expressions of the powerful men of the Yuan Sect suddenly changed, and they quickly defended themselves, their roars shaking the world.
Someone rushed out to kill, but was blocked by the formation arranged by Lin Fan in advance.
Someone attacked Lin Fan, but unfortunately it would only make him die faster.
If it were just an ethereal machine cannon, the Yuanmen strongmen could barely cope with it, but when Lin Fan took out the ethereal rocket launcher, the Yuanmen strongmen's defense instantly collapsed.
Ten minutes later, everyone in Yuanmen was dead and injured. The corpses were piled up in random directions, and many of them were even mutilated.
Rivers of blood flowed, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Only the two stronger ones, Luo Tong and Ma Anyi, were still breathing heavily and looking at Lin Fan with burning eyes.
"Zhao Qianjun! Why!!!"
"Why are you doing this!!!"
The two roared angrily.
Lin Fan looked down calmly, and as he mobilized his true energy, his figure and face immediately changed, returning to his original appearance in the blink of an eye.
"Lin Fan! You are Lin Fan!!!"
Luo Tong recognized Lin Fan, his eyes instantly opened like bells, and his tone was full of horror, "How is that possible! You are just an ant from the lower world, how could you appear here! How could you be so strong!!!"
Ma Anyi's face was also full of disbelief.
Lin Fan smiled calmly, "Nothing is impossible. I will destroy Yuanmen and Emperor Pavilion sooner or later. You just take the first step."
"Hmph, you are so brazen. You, an ant from the lower world, have no idea what a real strong person is. Don't think..."
Before Luo Tonghua could finish speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.
A bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows, and his body fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Ma Anyi also fell.
At this point, more than a hundred people from the Yuan Sect who entered the Guixu Realm have all died, and no one has been spared!