Lin Fan came with qingluan. He first saluted yiyuanzi, and then went to snow beauty.


    Qingluan looked at Dugu nihuang with a cold face: "miss Dugu, I want to ask, what qualification and identity do you have to talk to my master? I also want to say, go and ask your Dugu family''s ancestor if he has the courage to cut off my master''s words."


    Dugu nihuang''s gorgeous face suddenly became cold: "are you qingluan?"


    "That''s the saint." qingluan stared at Dugu nihuang.


    Lin Fan blinked and didn''t really see that qingluan was also a violent temper. Is that right?


    "What qualifications do you have to talk to me?" Dugu Ni Huang Feng''s eyes narrowed slightly.


    Qingluan sneered: "joke, your Dugu family is just a one yuan subsidiary. I''m a one yuan saint. Don''t say it''s you. Even if I meet your ancestor, I point to him and ask him. He also needs respect and reply. What qualifications do you say I have?"


    Everyone''s face changed slightly!


    The Dugu family is indeed a one yuan affiliated family, which is really good, but over the years, with the growing cultivation of Dugu Aotian, the elder ancestor of the Dugu family, the expansion of the Dugu family''s power and the marriage with Qinglin, who dares to speak like this in the whole world?


    Now, this qingluan just talks like this. The grudge between Lin Fan and Dugu family has become so clear?


    Dugu nihuang''s face looked ugly. How could she answer qingluan?


    Qinglin pinched Dugu Ni Huang''s jade hand, looked at qingluan and said, "Ni Huang is a Taoist companion of the sword. What''s wrong with talking to you like this?"


    "Sword son?" Lin Fan''s tone is strange: "you self styled?"


    Qinglin''s eyes were cold: "do you want to die?"


    "You don''t think I''ll die in a day or two. As a result, I''m still alive." Lin fan turns his eyes and then looks at qingluan: "why do you talk so much? A bug doesn''t feel lost?"


    "Lin fan, are you insulting me?" Dugu nihuang''s face suddenly froze.


    Lin Fan looked at Dugu nihuang wantonly, and then said with a strange smile: "people say that your chest is big and brainless. Now it seems exaggerated. I think your chest is not big, so why are you still brainless?"


    "Lin fan!"


    Qinglin screamed, and the killing broke out suddenly. His eyes were as dark as an abyss.


    Dugu nihuang was even more angry.


    "A member of an affiliated family should be in awe when he comes to the holy land of Yiyuan. Like you, what else can he do besides bring suspicion to the Dugu family? Therefore, I say you have no brain and are wrong?"


    Lin Fan sneered and looked at Qinglin: "after this, you and I will finish it again."


    Qinglin smiled grimly: "after I have practiced all my kung fu, I will cut your head and step on your body to the sword position."


    Lin Fan didn''t care: "I hope you can do it."


    "Come on, I''m not afraid of being laughed at by people competing with sects like this." Lingwen peak rounded up the scene first.


    But everyone here is sighing.


    Lin Fan''s talent is outstanding. It can be said that he has the best talent in Yiyuan holy land for hundreds of years. He is even stronger than the traitor who escaped.


    Qinglin is also the dragon among all people. If there are these two disciples in other holy places, he will talk about heaven''s luck.


    But in his one dollar


    Many people sigh.


    In fact, unconsciously, the whole holy land has formed two systems because of Qinglin and Lin fan. One is because Lin fan is closely united, and the other is united by Qinglin.


    These two systems have divided the holy land of one yuan into two parts. However, Qinglin and Lin fan are incompatible. They are sure that if this dimension is born, no one will succeed in cultivation.


    If someone successfully cultivates and waits for the holy land of one yuan, it must be a great massacre. Perhaps the holy land that has been established for thousands of years will be destroyed in this catastrophe.


    However, one yuan, who can suppress everything, has an ambiguous attitude and seems to let it go.


    "Go and prepare, sacrifice, please come out of the monument and let yuan return." yiyuanzi ordered.


    Naturally, some people build high altars, place all kinds of best offerings and light sacred incense.


    Led by yiyuanzi, everyone was kowtowing and praying for the birth of the stele deep into Jiuyou Zhongtian.


    "Boom!"


    The whole one yuan holy land is trembling, and the floating island is trembling, as if a holy object is about to be born under the ground where the one yuan holy land is located.


    The soldier soul in Lin Fan''s mind trembled slightly. At this moment, he even felt that there was a sharp killing opportunity that seemed to kill all the heavens, hidden in the first peak, but when he used the power of divine knowledge to investigate, it was a hazy light.


    "What is this? Is it a holy thing?" Lin Fan frowned.


    At this moment, he was acutely aware that yiyuanzi''s eyes were staring at him, which made him suddenly take back his divine consciousness.


    There is a hunch in my heart that the hazy light must be holy.


    But in his opinion, since this holy thing is stained with a holy word, how can it be so murderous?


    This puzzled him.


    "Calm your heart and mind. If you want to learn Tiangong, respect Tianbei first." snow beauty whispered.


    Lin Fan nodded with a serious expression.


    "Boom!"


    A huge monument broke through the earth. As soon as a head was poked out, countless cracks appeared on the ground, hundreds of feet. I don''t know how much is buried under it.


    A huge monument appeared and towered into the sky. It was yellowish brown. There were various marks on it. It seemed that it was knocked out by Da Neng. The deepest one almost cut the huge monument.


    It''s a sword scar. I don''t know how many thousands of years have passed. It still makes people feel that they are being cut by the sword gas.


    The ancient and simple monument seems to have survived from prehistoric years, and the smell of years permeates it.


    "Is this the Tianbei?"


    Qingluan''s tone was trembling.


    It''s an eye opener for everyone. There''s this thing under the ground.


    The celestial monument stands, and all the sacrifices seem to have been sucked away by unknown creatures, and all become shriveled.


    Lin Fan''s hair stands upright. Is this day''s Monument also a creature?


    Otherwise, how could the best Yuan Stone and the heart of the top monster be swallowed up?


    "Long time... Long time... No see, old man, once... Comrades in arms who fought side by side..."


    A melancholy voice sounded in Lin Fan''s mind. Wearing something didn''t make him jump up.


    That''s horrible!


    Who is this talking in his mind?


    Why is he unaware?


    Even the lightning soul didn''t notice?


    He locked everything in the spirit sea, such as the silver paper and the soldier''s soul, and got nothing. It was like the sound just now. It was his illusion.


    "Roar!"


    The yuan beast is roaring. The light beam links it with the Tianbei, like a cage or a trap. Keep the yuan beast in the light beam, so that it can only move within this range.


    The heavenly monument radiated light, which was consistent with that of the yuan beast. The yuan beast roared and ran from the sky. Finally, it directly crashed into the heavenly monument.


    At the moment when the yuan beast threw himself into the Tianbei, the Tianbei changed greatly, all the scratches on the tablet disappeared, and a totem appeared. The appearance of this totem was the yuan beast.