"Hahaha..."


    Yang Yuanzi smiled ferociously. Since his sun soul became famous, I don''t know how many Tianjiao didn''t believe in evil and used his soul to provoke the majesty of his soul.


    But in the end, it was burned into nothingness and became a waste that could not be cultivated.


    This Lin Fan also wants to challenge his invincible sun with his despicable martial spirit.


    Look for a dead end.


    act recklessly and blindly!


    "There is a fool who believes too much in the uniqueness of his martial spirit!"


    "Hehe, I thought it would take a long time for him to separate life and death, but I didn''t expect that Lin Fan was so stupid that he wanted to challenge the invincible sun with his martial spirit."


    "Hehe, the outcome is clear. Lin fan is really strong, but only limited to his combat power, the martial spirit is much worse than Yang Yuanzi''s."


    Yang Yuanzi listened to the comments all over the mountains and fields, and his eyes showed satisfaction. He was free to look at the God Jun dragon colliding with his martial spirit and sneered.


    "Lin fan, are you free to die fast enough?" he mocked.


    The Dragon swam for nine days, like a living creature. Facing the hot sun, the dragon eye showed its intention of war and rushed towards the hot sun.


    The onlookers laughed, as if they saw moths flying into the fire. They were ready. When the dragon was burned into nothingness by the hot sun, they would make a mockery of the abandoned Lin Fan and might spit on his face.


    "Bang!"


    The dragon is powerful, and the dragon tail swings like a blue whip, bringing up gusts of fishy wind and residual shadows towards the hanging sun.


    "Ha ha..."


    Yang Yuanzi was laughing, as if he had seen the cruel scene of the dragon''s soul burning from the tail of the dragon.


    The Dragon waved its tail, and the blue sky seemed to be torn apart, which surprised everyone. They were stunned. Before the ironic words were spoken, the open laughing lips were still closed, and they saw a scene that shocked them.


    "Bang!"


    The blazing sun did not fly for a long time, and there were many black cracks on the red sun, which looked very conspicuous.


    "Poop..."


    The Wu soul was damaged. Yang Yuanzi vomited out against the blood, and his eyes were full of self-confidence.


    "How possible!"


    He roared at Lin fan, but what greeted him was Lin Fan''s plain eyes, as if he had known the result since he urged the dragon spirit.


    The people all over the mountains were shocked and refused to believe it. The fierce sun and martial spirit that was so powerful in the inner door that everyone was afraid of would be damaged by a blow.


    Lin fan, with his hands on his back, watched the Dragon Spirit roaring towards the scorching sun.


    The Dragon claws stretched out, as if to grasp the hot sun in his hand.


    Yang Yuanzi looked at the dragon claw made up of the dragon scale, and the color of fear flowed in his eyes. He already knew that the dragon spirit could not be measured by common sense. The spirit issued instructions to recall the exposed soul.


    But it was too late. The dragon''s claws came out, like shrouding a world. At least ten feet of the hot sun was pinched in the dragon''s claws.


    "No!"


    "Please, let me go once."


    Yang Yuanzi showed an expression of horror. He felt his martial spirit trembling and struggling. He felt the tearing pain in the spirit. Let him know that maybe his martial spirit will be crushed and exploded in the next second.


    Lin Fan glanced at him. His eyes were calm. Gu Jing had no waves. He set foot on the path of cultivator. Where did he get mercy and compassion?


    "Bang!"


    The scorching sun is broken and red fragments are splashing everywhere. It''s the spirit of Wu soul.


    Like a red meteor shower, clusters of fiery red spirits scattered, the color gradually faded, and then disappeared into the void.


    Yangyuanzi suddenly seemed to be drained of his essence, and the whole person was depressed. At this moment, he seemed to be dozens of years old, with dense wrinkles on his face and white black hair.


    The Dragon Wu soul roared up to the sky again, then turned down and turned into a little dragon. It circled around Lin fan, like showing off and flirting. Finally, it was included in Lin Fan''s spirit.


    Lin Fan didn''t kill Yang Yuanzi. Because he lost his martial spirit, he was not worried. All his life, he could only be trampled on by others.


    Footsteps sounded, Lin Fan continued to step up, and the top of the Qingyun ladder was in the distance.


    "Kill me!"


    The fierce cry came out of Yang Yuanzi''s mouth, and his eyes were vicious and ferocious.


    Lin Fan kept on walking.


    "I killed you!"


    Yang Yuanzi roared. A short blade of no more than three inches appeared in his hand and staggered to Lin fan. He tried his best to stab the short blade into Lin Fan''s back heart.


    He is a proud man to be looked up to, but now he is like an old man in the world. His body is weak, as if he can''t even hold the short blade in his hand.


    "Buzz!"


    The void trembled, and Lin Fan''s steps were still moving forward, but a golden halberd pierced Yang Yuanzi''s chest, took him up and inserted him into the rocks in the distance.


    Everyone''s heart trembled. From now on, I''m afraid no one will dare to fight with Lin Fan with their own martial spirit.


    Otherwise, there is definitely death and no life. They asked themselves that their martial soul is still far from the dead Yang Yuanzi, so there is a greater gap with Lin fan.


    At this time, they suddenly remembered that Lin Fan was the demon of Shuangsheng Wu soul!


    Since the accompanying dragon spirits are so powerful, will another soul be weak?


    The fighting continued. Lin Fan cut off his opponents. The once famous Tianjiao became the bones under his feet and paved his invincible road.


    Qingyun ladder has become a bone burial ground for many Tianjiao.


    First peak.


    "What was the reason for the riot on that day? Why did I suddenly react when I sat in the holy thing that hasn''t moved for a hundred years?"


    The headmaster is frowning and contemplating. The holy thing has too much to do in front of him. It is said that the person who gets the holy thing can be invincible in the world, but whatever he does, the holy thing still looks like a dead thing and has no movement.


    "Headmaster, Lin Fan on the Qingyun ladder killed 29 Tianjiao, including Yang Yuanzi."


    An elder respectfully reported to the leader behind closed doors.


    "Oh? Even Yang Yuanzi lost?" the leader''s surprised voice came from the closed door.


    "More than that, Tianjiao, whose strength can be ranked in the top ten, has cut three people in total."


    The headmaster was slightly silent and then asked, "how many meters is it from the top?"


    The elder replied, "it''s less than fifty."


    "I see." the headmaster doesn''t seem to care.


    The elder pondered for a moment and said tentatively, "this son has great talent and is also the demon of twin martial spirits. Do you want to keep him?"


    "No, the strong survive. This is the rule I set. How can I make an exception?"


    "I only need the strong."


    The leader said, and then the closed place fell into silence again.


    A moment later, the elder went to the closed door again: "leader, Lin fan has killed 100 meters, and the end of the green cloud is in the distance."


    "He''s a pretty good boy, but he deserves to die here. He can''t defeat the boy of Dugu family after all."


    The headmaster smiled: "you don''t have to come and tell me. It''s just a dying man."