Qinglin appeared. The time limit for being suppressed by the tomb owner had expired. He was still in the light wall, so he roared like thunder.


    Wu Qingcheng and others suddenly sank. They knew that Lin Fan''s plan had failed, and the next step was perhaps the most bloody fight.


    Sure enough, after hearing Qinglin''s roar, elder Huo''s face suddenly changed and shouted, "stop!"


    The rest of the people also spoke, and Qian Zhong was more direct. His figure was faint in place, like walking through nothingness, folding time and space, and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fan and others. His eyes were cold and cruel: "boy, stop first."


    Lin Fan''s face is flat. He just doesn''t want to cause too much blood and rob his relatives. But now that he will be seen through, he has no fear. The big deal is that the newly established Tianfu doesn''t want it and moves the Lin family and their close families into this magma sea.


    Thinking of this, he patted subconsciously and grasped his qingluan catkin, indicating that she didn''t have to worry. Then he spread his hand to Qian Zhong and said with a smile, "as you wish."


    Without fear, he took all the people back to the top of the magma sea. In his eyes, the killing machine condensed into essence. A few feet long came out of his eyes. He was staring at the light wall.


    Qinglin came with a ferocious smile and a ferocious face, but he was very miserable. All kinds of scars on his face still remained. His battle clothes were broken and his whole body was stained with blood.


    His appearance made the big things here who were still waiting for their disciples to return suddenly feel bad!


    Qinglin has come out. What about the others?


    This question appeared in their hearts at the same time, and then it seemed that their hearts suddenly missed a beat and felt painful. It was a sense of fear that made their spine cool suddenly. Was it


    "See the son of Qinglin." elder Huo and some elders and disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land saluted at the first time when they saw Qinglin. They were very respectful.


    The heavenly soul trembled his lips. The fear became stronger and stronger. The fear in his heart seemed to have come true. He trembled and said, "Qinglin, have you seen my disciples?"


    The red devil old man''s strong body like a monster also trembled slightly: "where are my disciples? Can they still be behind?"


    Their hearts are filled with an extreme fear. In the past hundred years when they have today''s cultivation and status, they really haven''t appeared again. Even, they have a trace of prayer in their eyes, as if they are longing. From Qinglin''s mouth, they say that the disciples they expect are all right and are light on the war results and fate in the rear.


    Wu Qingcheng and other people who know the inside story look serious, and they have secretly pinched the soldiers and are ready to kill.


    Qinglin hehe smiled. An abnormal red light flashed in his eyes, but no one noticed. When he looked at Lin fan, he was full of malice and pleasure. There was also a kind of... The ultimate pleasure of revenge.


    It seems that again, Lin fan, you''re at large this time. I''d like to see if anyone can protect you.


    The corners of his mouth twitched, affecting the heartstrings of many people. Then his swollen face suddenly twisted and ferocious, and the corners of his mouth were ready to speak.


    But Lin Fan interrupted with a sneer and looked down at everyone: "you don''t have to wait. Your so-called heroes and demons are dead."


    "Ho... Ho..."


    The sky soul''s Adam''s apple kept rolling, and then suddenly roared, "impossible! How powerful the people I sent are! I know, little bastard, you''re talking nonsense. I''ll light the sky lamp with your spirit and refine your flesh into a puppet!"


    The red devil old monster also killed the machine. He looked at Lin Fan and said that he didn''t want to kill him directly.


    Finally, they all looked at Qinglin.


    Qinglin almost didn''t hold his breath. This feeling was too uncomfortable. Originally, he had prepared the most vicious and bloody description to tell the fact that Lin Fan killed people. He wanted to see Lin Fan''s panic and begging eyes. Then when he explained the facts, Lin Fan''s desperate eyes must be wonderful.


    However, Lin Fan sneered and spoke with the a fearless attitude, which made him feel like punching cotton.


    He stared at Lin fan who was mocking him, took a deep breath and said, "what he said is the truth."


    The heavenly soul, the red devil old man, including the supreme elder surnamed Huo, suddenly got up from the carved wooden chair placed in the void, a killing machine that seemed to easily tear the sky, stirred up, and drank and asked, "make it clear!"


    Qinglin hehe sneered. Looking at Lin fan, his eyes lit up. He opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped. Just that feeling, he didn''t want to try for the second time.


    But he saw that Lin Fan didn''t care at all. He was comforting qingluan with a soft voice, so he smiled grimly. He really wanted to see when Lin Fan could hold on until he opened his mouth and would say


    But at this time, Lin Fan said, "except for more than ten of your disciples who were banned and killed by the cemetery because of greed, they were all killed by me. That''s the truth."


    "Roar!" Qinglin was furious. He was fooled again. He tried to hold back his feelings. He wanted to kill Lin Fan now.


    Lin Fan glanced at him, then his spine was strong and said, "I killed it. How can I do it?"


    "Seriously?" the sky soul''s eyes suddenly narrowed the danger range, and there was a cold light from the gap, cutting out a space crack several hundred feet in front of him.


    Lin Fan sneered: "it''s glorious? It''s necessary to claim credit?"


    "Credit? Ha ha... Ha ha... Ha ha..." with the cold laughter and the breath of the heavenly soul, it became more and more cold. The void around him was frozen by the cold will and directly became an ice edge reflecting the cold light: "little bastard! Die for me!"


    "Kill!"


    For a moment, there was a constant cry of killing. All kinds of soul forces, martial spirits and real-life spirits crowded the sky. It was terrible. It seemed that this place had suddenly become a god devil battlefield. Below it was a surging magma sea, but now it was broken by a powerful momentum, revealing the deepest continuous blood Crystal Palace.


    All kinds of attacks came to Lin fan, but all the big things of Jiuhuang, Lingwen and Yaoshen stopped the first wave of attack for Lin fan.


    "Do you Jiuhuang want to go to war?" the sky soul roared. His attack was blocked by the strong man of Jiuhuang and made him angry.


    "Go to war? Do you have a match?" Wu Qingcheng sneered.


    The warmth in Lin Fan''s eyes flows. Finally, he still has a few friends.


    But he didn''t need these people''s hands, which would drag them into the mire. Therefore, he stood tall and gradually raised his body until he was level with the others. Then he said, "I just ask, don''t you want to know why I would kill them?"


    "Why? It''s necessary? If our disciples are dead and you''re still alive, that''s not enough." the red devil old monster has a great killing chance. He is alone in the strong of Medicine Valley and holy land of holy stripe, but he is still fearless.


    Others are cold one by one, right, why? It doesn''t matter, but Lin fan, he will die today!