But when everyone present heard this voice, their hearts trembled, and they quickly restrained all their momentum and stood up straight.
As silent as a cicada.
I dare not let out my breath.
Even Jun Wufeng, Tianlan, Wenren Chaojue and Chen Zhan all changed their expressions in an instant. They all put away their weapons, clasped their fists and bowed, with extremely respectful attitudes.
After a moment, two figures slowly descended from the sky.
It was Lin Fan and Ling Xuefei.
Lin Fan looked around and said calmly: "Internal strife started so soon?"
Jun Wufeng and others' hearts suddenly shrank.
Although Lin Fan's tone was very calm, everyone was so nervous that they didn't dare to speak out.
The pressure brought by Lin Fan was really too strong.
It was so strong that it even made it extremely difficult for them to breathe.
Lin Fan glanced at his feet.
Three god-level spiritual veins overlap each other and have been dug out. There is a rich spiritual energy above them.
The richness of spiritual energy here has far exceeded that of the eighth floor of the spiritual pagoda!
After all, they are three god-level spiritual veins, and there are many heaven-level spiritual veins around them.
This temple is indeed rich and powerful.
Lin Fan immediately understood the reason for these people's quarrel, and his face suddenly darkened, and he said: "So it's because of these god-level spiritual veins, huh, as soon as the temple fell, you all jumped out one by one to divide the spoils?
It’s not your turn to decide who owns these spiritual veins!”
Tianlan and others became even more nervous.
"Haha, little friend Lin Fan, please don't get angry, the people below are ignorant." At this time, Master Zixuan appeared on the field, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and said with a smile.
After he appeared, Jun Guangming, Tian Yishen and Wenren Zizai also arrived one after another.
The four ancestors faced Lin Fan at this moment, and they all adjusted their positions in time, each with a very low posture.
After all, Lin Fan is not only powerful, but also holds the key to their sainthood. Not only can he not be offended, but he must also be surrounded.
Lin Fan glanced at the four people and said calmly: "I will take one of the three god-level spiritual veins myself. Do you agree?"
"no problem."
"The temple was conquered by little friend Lin Fan. Don't mention one thing. Even if you take away all three, we have no objection."
"Little friend Lin Fan, please help yourself."
The four ancestors all had bright smiles on their faces and did not show any displeasure.
In fact, as they said, it was only thanks to Lin Fan that the temple could be completely destroyed. If Lin Fan had not come to the rescue at the critical moment, let alone destroying the temple and dividing the spiritual veins, all four of them would have perished.
With Lin Fan's strength and achievements, not to mention one god-level spiritual vein, even if he takes away all three, what can others say?
Lin Fan smiled slightly and raised his hand to touch it.
A vague energy fluctuation came out, and in the next moment, only two of the three god-level spiritual veins were left.
Lin Fan said: "The remaining two god-level spiritual veins will be enjoyed by your four families in turn, with a cycle of one hundred years. You can decide the specific rotation rules yourself. In short, I don't want to see a big mess, do you understand?"
"clear."
Jun Guangming and the others all bowed their heads.
They didn't have any objections to Lin Fan's handling of the situation, and they didn't dare to have any objections.
Lin Fan nodded slowly, and then said in a deep voice: "Although the temple was destroyed, the main hall master, Emperor Yuntian, is missing. Maybe the next time he appears will be when he breaks through the saints. We must find him before then! Otherwise, he will be found."
Everything in front of us may disappear at any time!"
"Understood, we will do our best to search for Di Yuntian." Jun Guangming said.
Tian Yi Shen, Wen Ren Zi Zai and Zixuan Zhenren also looked solemn and nodded one after another.
After the destruction of the temple, they were indeed a little drifting, but Lin Fan woke them up with one word.
Di Yuntian is still alive, and so is the Holy Lord.
The threat still exists and there is no room for relaxation.
Afterwards, the four of them said goodbye and left, searching for Di Yuntian with all their strength.
Ling Xuefei looked at Lin Fan with a worried look on her face. Just as she was about to say something, Lin Fan held her hand and the two of them disappeared instantly.
When the two men appeared again, they were already in an underground palace.
It was pitch dark inside the palace and you could hear a needle drop, which was quite strange.
Lin Fan lightly stamped his foot, and the gems on the surrounding walls suddenly lit up.
"This is?"
Ling Xuefei looked forward, her beautiful eyes twinkling.
I saw two huge humanoid statues standing on both sides of the palace, lifelike, each exuding a completely different aura.
One is as hot as fire and the other is as cold as ice.
One is like a peerless sword, sharp and sharp.
A mixture of light and darkness, strange and unpredictable.
This is the Holy Palace.
These four statues were left behind by the four saints in the temple.
It is through this statue that the Holy Lord conveys his will.
Lin Fan said: "This is the Dharmakaya statue of the Holy Lord in the temple."
"Holy Lord!" Ling Xuefei exclaimed in surprise.
Lin Fan nodded, walked forward slowly, and came to the first statue on the left.
This statue was the largest in size, and its entire body was red. It emitted an overwhelming wave of heat, and the surrounding space was continuously distorted by the searing heat.
It's like a blazing flame.
Lin Fan stood in front of the statue, raised one hand, and a huge hammer suddenly appeared in his hand.
It is Yue Qingcang's thunder hammer, a high-level holy weapon.
Lin Fan looked at the statue in front of him calmly, then his shoulders shook slightly, and the thunder hammer hit the statue hard with a whistling sound.
“Bold!!!”
At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly resounded throughout the Holy Palace.
The red statue's eyes instantly flashed with intense red light, like two scorching suns, exuding an extremely hot aura.
At the same time, an extremely powerful energy storm swept up instantly, roaring towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but without changing his movements, he still hit him with a heavy hammer.
The next moment.
"Bang!!!"
There was an explosion.
The energy storm was smashed into the air and dissipated under the thunder hammer. The hammer did not lose its force and hit the statue hard.
With a "click" sound, an obvious crack appeared on the base of the statue, and the crack was gradually expanding.
Lin Fan hit it with a hammer, but the statue was not smashed to pieces, which made Lin Fan quite surprised. It was indeed a holy dharma body, and its strength was almost equivalent to high-level or even top-level sacred objects.
Lin Fan smiled coldly, put away the thunder hammer, and clenched his fist.
His fist is far more powerful than the holy weapon.
"Bold mortals, how dare you blaspheme the Holy Lord!" A majestic, domineering, and raging voice came from the statue again.
And there was a heat wave rolling in, but it automatically dissipated a few meters away from Lin Fan.
Lin Fan raised his head and said loudly: "You must be Chi Yang, right?"
"Haha, Lin Fan, I've heard of you." The voice of Saint Chiyang sounded.
The voice was low, but it seemed to contain overwhelming anger.
Lin Fan looked calm and said: "I will destroy your Dharma Body statue today, and I will send you to reincarnation with my own hands someday!"
"Hahaha!" Saint Chiyang laughed angrily and said in a voice as loud as thunder, "If we weren't in the Holy Ruins and unable to escape, crushing you to death would be as simple as crushing an ant. An ant-like thing.
, I simply don’t know how high the sky and the earth are!”
Lin Fan did not speak, but slowly raised his middle finger towards the statue of Saint Chiyang.
Although Saint Chiyang did not know the specific meaning of this gesture, he instinctively felt that he was offended and immediately became angry. The statue's mouth suddenly opened, and a red flame spiraled out, like a fierce fire snake, attacking towards
Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's eyes narrowed and he punched out.
With a "bang" sound, the flames were dispersed by Lin Fan's punch, turning into countless sparks that exploded everywhere.
Then, Lin Fan punched again, hitting the base of the statue hard.
"Crack!"
A soft sound came out, and a crack appeared in the base of the statue. Then, the crack became bigger and bigger, and more cracks extended on both sides.
Soon, the entire statue was covered with cracks.
"you……"
As soon as Saint Chiyang said a word, his voice suddenly stopped.
The statue collapsed suddenly, turning into countless pieces and falling to the ground, causing smoke and dust to rise.