How can Lizhu get the ultimate weapon?


    That''s the war soldier of Thor. Lin Fan doubted more than once that he came to this world because of the pen of Thor thousands of years ago.


    Even, many times, when the lightning soul is powerful, he will have some illusions. He seems to be a Thor himself, but he has lost all the memories of his previous life and the powers that Thor should have.


    Therefore, Lin Fan almost paranoid that the Thor whip should have been his own.


    In addition, Lizhu is a big enemy. How can Lizhu get Thor''s whip?


    It would be a disaster if the holy leaving candle held the Thor whip.


    "Just wait here." Lin Fan opened his mouth, looked at the people and said, "I believe the news of leaving the candle to become holy will spread all over the divine tomb in a short time."


    Lu Ming and others looked at Lin fan. Is it so absolute?


    Why does Lin Fan believe that leaving the candle will become holy?


    Sneered: "with the personality of leaving the candle, after becoming a saint, he must be unscrupulous. He will collect all four keys at the first time and find the ultimate tool. We just need to pay attention."


    Lin Fan and others waited here quietly, and the chaotic war continued where they had just left.


    Only in a short time, at least dozens of practitioners died here and were buried in order to snatch the two silver keys that originally belonged to Lin fan.


    The strong man who took the key from Lin Fan was really extraordinary. He killed more than ten people in the strong town, which made everyone afraid of him. At this time, he stood on a huge stone with a gloomy face, looked coldly at the people around him, and shouted coldly: "who dares to take another step forward today, die!"


    "Really? What if I come forward? Do I have to die?"


    The indifferent voice sounded from the sky and left the candle. He hovered in front of the strong, looked at the strong, and said, "Zhang Ping, who gave you the courage to be so presumptuous?"


    "Leave the candle!"


    "Li candle appears again?"


    All the people were shocked when they saw Li candle. Only because he had disappeared for many days, they thought he was hurt or died directly. They didn''t expect to be born again at this time.


    The strong man of sanxiu who took the key from Lin Fan called Zhang Ping, and his face changed when he heard the speech.


    Li Zhu is just a rising star for him, but he is really arrogant. His combat power is not weak compared with him.


    If at ordinary times, he would certainly tolerate and retreat, but at this time, with the key to the ultimate instrument in hand, how could he retreat even half a step?


    Coldly looking at Lizhu, he scolded angrily: "Lizhu, do you also want to come and rob the key in my hand?"


    Li Zhu frowned slightly and said, "the key is in your hand?"


    Zhang Ping roared ferociously and said, "what garlic is loaded? You don''t know the key is in my hand. Why did you come here?"


    Li Zhu frowned more tightly, and his eyes glittered fiercely. He said, "where''s Ling fan?"


    "The waste was blown away by my fist, and the key was taken from him." Zhang Ping laughed and roared, "don''t pretend to be garlic when leaving the candle. If you want to take away the silver key, you should also see if the sword in your hand is sharp!"


    A flash from the candle''s eye!


    Zhang Ping, a waste, really think he is so strong?


    Even he has to admit that Lin fan is strong. What kind of ants like Zhang Ping are qualified to defeat Lin Fan with one punch?


    No more ten Zhang Ping.


    The reason why Lin Fan retreated and left the key must be that he knew the news of his sanctification, so he threw the pot to Zhang Ping and left the key in order to make him unhappy from the candle and chase him.


    It must be so. Otherwise, how could Lin Fan abandon such natural things?


    "What a sharp sense of spirit." the killing in Li Zhu''s eyes became more and more intense. At this time, all practitioners here had the illusion of being pointed at the spirit with a sharp blade, and a message that made them tremble directly appeared in their hearts.


    Fortunately, this feeling comes and goes quickly, as if it had never happened.


    Li Zhu sneered. Since Lin Fan broke his tail to survive and abandoned his car to protect the marshal, let him live a little longer.


    After all, Lin fan can kill at any time, and there is only one chance to get the ultimate weapon. Moreover, the channel will be opened soon, and there can be no delay at all.


    His eyes looked at Zhang Ping calmly and said faintly, "bring me the key."


    Zhang Ping''s face changed and screamed, "you don''t deserve it."


    "Ha ha." Li Zhu smiled contemptuously, stretched out his palm and patted Zhang Ping without any smoke and anger.


    But it was this palm without any smoke and anger that made the wind and cloud pale, like the God of heaven angry. Zhang Ping''s face suddenly turned pale. In the pupil, there was a strong color of fear, and he roared sadly: "holy!! are you holy?"


    Gao Sen''s deep smile hung from the corner of the candle''s mouth. The palm stopped less than half an inch away from Zhang Ping, but the cold palm wind and some terrorist rules have swept half of Zhang Ping''s body into nothingness.


    Zhang Ping screamed bitterly, not like a human howl.


    Other practitioners are shivering.


    Holy.


    What a dazzling word.


    But in front of them, a cultivator less than 80 has reached the peak pursued by many strong people in his life.


    Li candle should be the youngest saint in ancient times.


    "See the Holy One."


    "See the Holy One."


    People worship in awe from the bottom of their hearts, just because at this time, the holy power of terror emanates from Lizhu''s body, suppresses the four directions, and the light of the avenue falls from the sky and links on Lizhu''s body, making him look as gorgeous as the sun and people dare not look directly at him.


    This is the prestige brought by strength. Some of the people who worshipped him were friends with his peers not long ago, and some were his predecessors. They were once the goal he respected and the direction he pursued.


    But at this time, it''s better to be in awe in front of him.


    Pretending to be bland, he nodded and asked everyone to get up, looked at Zhang Ping, smiled and said, "can I hand over the key now?"


    Zhang Ping trembled with fear, showing a trace of bitterness in his eyes.


    Unexpectedly, the fate obtained from Lin Fan was taken away by others in a twinkling of an eye. Is this a step between heaven and hell?


    But what dare he say?


    With trembling hands, he presented the key, left the candle, took the key in his hand, looked around and said plainly, "you send a message to Ben Sheng, and Ben Sheng will sit here and wait for other people who have the key. Only three hours will be given. Those who fail to arrive within the time limit will die."


    At this time, he is the king of the divine tomb, and can formulate his own order and rules.


    At the same time, they left the candle and became holy, and the news that they asked the rest who had the key to arrive in front of him within three hours spread all over the holy tomb.


    When King Tianpeng, who asked for the news, told Lin Fan and others about the news, Lin Fan didn''t respond, which was expected, but Luming and others were surprised and shocked by Lin Fan''s sense of spirit.