These people want to curse their mother!
With the protection of such strong people, you said earlier that this is not a sincere entrapment?
Their legs and feet were trembling. They thought of all kinds of struggles with Lin Fan and felt that they were very lucky.
No wonder he appeared alone, so he dared to protect qingluan and Wuqing City alone, and said that the dragon soul grass was taken by him, so he relied on it.
"Madder!"
Some people scolded in their hearts. Just now they thought that Qinglin was cruel. Now they think that Lin fan is simply an ancestor who cheated people. Others at least killed Qinglin openly, but Lin Fan was silent and the most deadly.
In this way, there is a reasonable explanation for why Lin fan can cross the void without dying.
Lin Fan looked at the people strangely. How can these people do this? Seems to be afraid of him.
In an instant, he thought it over and laughed in his heart. He thought it would be nice to hold this kind of thigh.
"Senior." he took qingluan''s catkin and stepped up in the air, smiling and talking.
The man in white glanced at him. Who is he?
Even if there is only a wisp of obsession, he can still easily see through everything. He looked down: "don''t panic, just a wisp of obsession."
He didn''t say it was okay. After he said it, everyone''s face became paler.
God, a wisp of obsession has such power, which makes them feel more powerful than the leader of their holy land. If they are real, what can they do?
"Don''t be afraid. I set the rules. Of course I won''t destroy them. I don''t care about the normal fighting and fighting between you." the man in White said helplessly.
If he wasn''t angry with that boy, would he come out?
Everyone trembles!
He set the rules?
This sentence
One by one, their eyes suddenly widened, and they knew the identity of the man in white!
"Who dares to do it? Come out, you come out..."
From the mountains thousands of feet away, there was a furious roar. It was the voice of Qinglin!
He finally woke up from the shock of that slap. He didn''t have any injuries. It seemed that the slap was just to hit him in the face.
But it was because of this that he couldn''t stand it any more.
Today, it''s really bad luck. He was slapped in the face by the three brothers of Li, which would have made him hold his anger. Now, he was slapped again at the wonderful moment when he felt that all his wishes in life would come true.
I can''t stand it.
His whole body''s pores are emitting red soul force, and his whole body is filled with hot breath, like a cow demon king, which is worthy of the name.
Many people are twitching at the corners of their mouths. Qinglin is really unlucky.
It''s going to suffer.
I started swearing when I didn''t understand the situation. It must be miserable now.
"Lin fan, are you your backer? Call it out and I''ll kill it together!" Qinglin roared. He was so angry that the Qianzhang mountain under his feet was smashed by his fists, and the mountain disappeared directly.
As soon as the man in white looked cold, he didn''t move, but his eyes moved slightly. From a distance, there came the scream of Qinglin, and then the rumbling sound like the rolling of old white gourd came from a distance.
All they saw was a green Lin bound by unknown order and rules, rolling in the void from the high mountain smashed by him.
It''s really vivid. It''s no different from the ball. It''s very round.
"You call the emperor out?" the man in white was also angry.
It was because Qinglin bullied qingluan and didn''t have a back mountain. He didn''t come out until he was angry. But now it seems that this boy is really good for nothing. Whether parallel or otherwise, what does he mean with defecation except his talent?
Qinglin''s head was buried under his crotch. His face was pale, emperor? That is the existence of the level of harmony. He doesn''t know, but he knows that he is finished today!
Especially the thought of his repeated abuse made him even more frightened.
"I just wanted to punish you a little, but now it seems..." the man in white has a cold look in his eyes. Everyone feels that it seems that the world is suddenly freezing down, but in a flash, there are really snowflakes falling, and everyone''s color changes. It''s just because of the change of mood, the days and days have to change. It''s terrible. Does the practitioner world really have such power?
"Please spare my life, senior. Please spare my life for the sake of my master yiyuanzi." Qinglin was in a hurry to seek medical treatment, shouting and crying.
Qingluan sneered: "didn''t you say you were going to kill all Lin Fan''s helpers and us? Why do you beg for mercy now?"
Lin Fan smiled: "Qinglin Holy Son, you can be tough to the end. Qingluan really has no backstage. You can bully."
Just now, qingluan has told Lin fan that she knows that the man in white is consistent with the appearance of the person in the painting in the hands of snow beauty, which proves some speculation in Lin Fan''s heart.
All the people below looked at Lin Fan and qingluan strangely, tough?
In this case, even God can''t be tough, can he?
"Senior, please let me go once for the sake of my teacher. I''m very grateful." Qinglin''s heart slowed down. At least, when he said his teacher yiyuanzi, the mysterious man didn''t move, which gave him hope in case.
"Yiyuanzi? If it was the first generation of yiyuanzi, I really have to give the old bastard some face, but now I don''t know what generation of yiyuanzi is. What kind of dog? It''s worth my face?"
The man in white sneered, raised his palm and slapped it hard.
This sentence is directly like a lightning bolt, hitting the spirits of all people, making everyone feel dizzy and shocked.
The man in white is the same generation as the first generation of yiyuanzi?
How old is that?
Qinglin''s pupil shrank suddenly and he didn''t dare to speak directly. He just prayed in his heart. The man in white had better not have the intention to kill, otherwise he will die today.
The man in White said, "I really can''t fight against people in several holy places, but the higher your cultivation, the greater the harm to the world. Your character doesn''t deserve your talent. You should cut some."
Talent, can you cut it?
No one believes it.
But soon, people stared.
Because the man in white pressed Qinglin''s head with one hand, and then suddenly grabbed it, as if he had caught something. Then he mentioned it severely. A unicorn that was only an inch long was really pulled out of Qinglin''s head!
"God, it''s Qinglin''s martial spirit!"
The people exclaimed, and then the scream of Qinglin sounded. It was terrible, not like a human voice.
Lin Fan''s soul suddenly tingled. He could feel this feeling most.
"No... please..." Qinglin was still spherical, but he was crying loudly.
"One day, two days, three..."
The man in white brushed his hand over the struggling and roaring unicorn''s head twice in a row, as if he had eliminated something, but when the palm was raised for the third time, he hesitated for a moment and said: "Cut the power of your rules and leave you a wisp of fantasy. If one day you have the world in mind, all your ability to understand the rules of heaven and earth that I have eliminated will return. If you have been persistent, you will be limited to soul travel all your life."
Everyone trembled.
Just two strokes cut off the ability to understand the power of heaven and earth. How terrible is this person?
But it''s a pity that Qinglin can''t hear it. In fact, when the man in white touched his palm for the first time, he has fainted. His eyes are bitter and cruel. Even the soul power in his body shows signs of blackening.
"A wisp of obsession always lingers. If you do it again after thousands of years, it will curb the growth of a younger generation. Is it right? Is it wrong? Is it God''s will?"
The man in white continued to speak, and then sighed: "wrong and right have nothing to do with me, but the opportunity in my tomb is destined to be missed with you."
The man in white turned his palm and pressed Qinglin into the endless dust, and he said, "the ancient tomb is opened, and the seal is released."