Finally, someone could not bear the pressure, knelt directly on the ground, touched his head to the ground and worshipped sincerely.


    More and more people kneel down. Their knees don''t listen to their orders. The spirit can''t help it. It''s like meeting the spirit.


    "Roar!"


    Suddenly there was a roar. The ancient crocodiles were resisting and would not allow themselves to bend their knees in front of the enemy who had suppressed their own group for hundreds of millions of years.


    All the ancient crocodiles blushed, their lower limbs trembled, their spine was slightly bent, and their knees were folded into 60 degrees. They were going to kneel on the ground.


    "Ah..." the soul refining strongman of the ancient crocodile family roared, the magic sound pierced his ears, and the sound waves rolled.


    "Bang!"


    With a dull sound, one of the ancient crocodiles was directly crushed and knelt on the ground. His face was red and his eyes were fierce. Did he still kneel?


    Yao chuchen and others are laughing. In front of such figures, do you still want to maintain the so-called backbone and integrity?


    Are you kidding?


    "You want me to kneel? Impossible!"


    The soul refining strongman of the ancient crocodile family roared. Two blood colored lights in the blood colored pupil looked like the blade. When they hit each other in the void, there was a flash of fire.


    "Bang!"


    "Bang!"


    "Bang!"


    More and more ancient crocodiles have been crushed knees, or broken leg bones, knelt down, and their blood dyed the jade steps red.


    "Ah...!" the strong soul refining man was ferocious and resisting. He felt that there were unknown golden light spots shining in his blood and suppressing his spirit.


    "Can''t you kneel?" Yao chuchen knelt on the ground and looked at the position of the ancient crocodile family, his eyes full of ridicule.


    Finally, after the strong soul refining man roared, he was suppressed to kneel on the ground, and he really threw himself to the ground, perfectly chimed with the jade steps without a gap.


    All the practitioners who have been bullied by the ancient crocodiles hold back their laughter. They are arrogant and tough. They just showed that they would rather die than surrender one by one. What''s the result?


    Now they are all kneeling on the ground like dead dogs. Is this the top? Is it like a coffin that can suppress eternity?


    All the ancient crocodiles kept the most humiliating posture and knelt on the ground as if they could never get up again.


    "Invincible elder, please make atonement." Meier opened his mouth, all the charm disappeared, and his face was serious and pious.


    She didn''t resist the pressure. She was the first to kneel on the ground and plead now.


    "Clang."


    The coffin trembled slightly, and the power of heaven on everyone of the ancient crocodile family disappeared.


    Until this pressure disappears, everyone can get up, look at each other and be shocked!


    Can this coffin understand the prayer?


    It seems that there is still Reiki. Are the buried people still with a wisp of consciousness?


    Of course, it''s just speculation. No one can be sure what''s going on. Moreover, although the Qi mechanism that makes people surrender and kneel has disappeared, there is still a kind of awe and pressure that makes people worship. When haotang goes down, everyone can''t move forward.


    It seems that as long as you take one more step forward, you will suffer the destruction of form and spirit.


    Lin Fan frowned in the dark. He also felt that if he wanted to move forward, he needed to work hard. At this step, he did not intend to continue to hide his body. The golden telescreen shrouded in him disappeared. He stepped out of the dark and appeared in front of everyone.


    "Lin fan." Yao chuanchen smiled brightly, showing her joy: "I knew you would kill back."


    Lin Fan was a little unwilling to touch her eyes, just smiled.


    Everyone was surprised. Lin Fan came all the way, but everyone didn''t find it. If he suddenly killed everyone, how many people could escape?


    But then, some people sneered and ridiculed. This is not the place where he can be presumptuous.


    There are many people who can suppress him.


    "Yo, a little miscellaneous fish even hid in the dark and followed me here. Do you want to die?" Hanshan said coldly, with an undisguised intention to kill in his eyes.


    Lin Fan''s face also suddenly sank and said, "who does the miscellaneous fish say?"


    "Lin fan, don''t be impulsive. The cold mountain''s flesh is really terrible. He killed ten people on this jade step, and the lowest cultivation is Ning yuan Qizhong, but he can''t carry his fist." Yao liaochen said anxiously.


    Even if she had full confidence in Lin fan, along the way, Hanshan''s bloody means and strong flesh body put too much pressure on her. You know, even the soul refining strongman in her holy land was almost hurt in the hands of Hanshan.


    Hanshan turned his back and walked down from the jade steps above, glanced at Lin Fan below with contempt, and said again: "miscellaneous fish."


    His posture was contemptuous and his tone was sarcastic, but with a force of coercion, some people quickly retreated and dared not stand in front of him. They couldn''t stand the pressure.


    Lin Fan sneers. He strides forward and has come here. He doesn''t mind killing.


    "Oh? Come to me, clench your fists and hold back your killing skills. Are you going to kill me here?" Hanshan said softly and opened his mouth with ridicule. He continued to walk down.


    Finally, he stopped at the two steps above Lin fan, stretched out his hand and slightly bent his fingers to Lin Fan: "come on, little miscellaneous fish, hurry up, I''ll slap you to death."


    A group of people change color. They are too overbearing and despise Lin fan. They don''t pay attention to him at all. It''s completely like treating a younger generation, not the top strong among their peers.


    "You really want to die." Lin Fan walked forward. As he walked, the space behind him seemed to be roasted by fire, with a sense of distortion.


    "Elder brother, please keep your hand and let me kill him." a famine disciple jumped down from a high place and stood on the side of Hanshan. He asked Hanshan to keep his hand. He wanted to kill Lin Fan himself.


    "You want to kill him too?" Hanshan frowned.


    The young man said, "don''t worry, big brother. I have the same method as you. Even if I''m not much worse than you, I won''t have any accidents if I kill him like killing chickens and dogs."


    The pupils of Yao chuchen and others suddenly shrunk. It turned out that more than one person actually set foot on the legendary road in the wasteland holy land, and there was another.


    No wonder Han Shan once said that he was just a pioneer, and there were many behind him.


    "Well... Well, you go. Don''t blow his flesh away. Stay and take it back to the Holy Land in exchange for the richest reward." Hanshan nodded, obviously admitting that the young man is not much weaker than him.


    "Hey, don''t worry, big brother. I''ll only blow through his chest and won''t destroy too much." the boy smiled grimly.


    "No! Lin fan, this man''s name is Han Yu. He is very strong. He once swept the three regions with his flesh in a selection!" Yao chuchen suddenly opened his mouth and remembered his youth identity.


    "What? Is it him?"


    "My God, he has dominated with the flesh since a few years ago. Now he has set foot on the road of the holy land. How strong is his flesh now? I can''t imagine!"


    "Lin fan, don''t fight with him. Quit now and fight with him at the foot of the jade stage. He won''t be your opponent at that time." Li Qingxuan also opened his mouth, with anxiety in his beautiful eyes.


    "Escape?" Han Yu laughed, "as long as you run away like a dead dog now, I won''t chase you."


    Lin Fan gave him a cold look: "are you ready to die?"