Many big things in the seventh world are extremely embarrassed.


    They are almost a demon.


    The result was that the demons they selected were dim in front of the man, and Lien Chan''s heart and intention could not rise.


    What a disappointment.


    However, this also made dehuang and others more determined to kill Lin fan.


    Otherwise, after Lin Fan really becomes a great saint, he can absolutely take charge of himself and kill many saints. If the great saint becomes the emperor and is called the emperor of heaven, what else can they do?


    "Boring." Lin Fan whispered.


    At this time, he was not showing off, but really felt very lonely.


    On this day, Lin long was the only person in the human world like him, and the rest could not be compared at all.


    But Lin long was one with him.


    He understood the truth that it was too cold to stand high.


    High, on behalf of, is indeed lonely.


    When I stepped down from the challenge arena, I still stepped on the top of everyone''s head, but who dares to say more?


    "The master is mighty."


    Xiao Wu bowed.


    Lin Fan looked at him: "I hope you take this road too. It''s a different scenery."


    Xiaowu bowed again: "I will not let the master down."


    Lin Fan nodded and then looked at Tongtian: "the battle of the holy way is won. Continue the king''s war."


    Won.


    This should have been a good thing.


    But brother Tongtian can''t be happy.


    But after all, their status does not allow them to fool around. They need to maintain some appearances.


    Take a deep breath, walk out of the sky, look at the drought, and say, "emperor war, you win, Jihad, we win, it''s a draw."


    The Dryad nodded, "that''s true."


    Tongtian said: "then next, the outcome will be determined. After the king''s war, if our world wins, I hope you will keep your promise, otherwise you will bear the consequences."


    He smiled and was noncommittal.


    Tongtian eyebrows slightly tight; Then SHU Kai said, "King war, who will come first?"


    "Me."


    Xiao Wu and Xiao Nuo both took a step at the same time and wanted to be the first to join the war.


    There is joy in the eyes of the whole sky.


    So positive?


    Can''t wait to die?


    Voice: "the emperor of dryland, how about making a deal?"


    The color of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he also said, "do you want heaven and man to lose?"


    Tongtian Leng hummed: "a victory or defeat has nothing to do with elegance. If you can eradicate the great enemy in your heart, everything is worth it."


    Dryland smiled: "deal, different from you, I hope my world can win."


    Then he looked at the holy camp.


    Just because he felt a lot of surging war.


    It was a disciple brought by many saints in the saint camp.


    "Which one of you will come first?" asked dryland with a smile.


    "Me."


    Can''t wait, can''t wait, can''t wait.


    The Dryad frowned.


    After a moment, we know why these kings can''t wait.


    It must be that their master was humiliated at Lin Fan''s place, so they are going to fight against Lin Fan''s disciples on behalf of the master.


    This is the battle of orthodoxy?


    "Please give me a chance to bring back the head of Lin fan."


    A very young King opened his mouth. There was a yellow single horn between his eyebrows.


    Other kings also opened their mouths to compete for this opportunity.


    This made Xiao Wu''s eyes cold.


    Can''t wait so long for fear that he will be killed in the first war, so that they can''t prove themselves?


    "Don''t argue. I''ll kill all of you today."


    Xiao Wu is very cold.


    "Brother Wu, it''s up to me to carry out the unification war of Taoism." Xiao Nuo said.


    "Wrong, they are looking for me, the disciple of Shizun." Xiaowu said.


    "Xiao Nuo, let your brother Xiaowu fight. Five years later, it''s time for you to make a great power." Lin Fan said.


    Xiao Nuo was stunned, but he respectfully said yes.


    Xiao Wu went to the challenge arena, his eyes were cold and fierce, and the rotten war halberd in his hand was murderous. He pointed to the kings of the seventh world and shouted, "who will die!"


    "Arrogance!"


    A king finally won the first place. He was overjoyed and flew directly into the sky.


    "What''s your name?" the king was very proud and looked sideways at Xiao Wu.


    Xiao Wu said, "is the name important?"


    The king sneered and said, "remember, the one who killed you - Fangsheng!"


    "Idiot." Xiaowu despised.


    "Whew!"


    Frame Sheng is not particular about it. He doesn''t have any omen. He kills Xiao Wu directly. The Yellow single horn between his eyebrows releases a light as thick as a bucket.


    This is disgusting.


    However, people were also amazed at his killing moves.


    Just a king who can release such racial talents is very good and can be proud.


    "A pearl of rice."


    Xiao Wu laughed. He didn''t move, but stabbed him forward with a halberd in his right hand. The thick lightning of his water companion was immediately crushed.


    "Playing with thunder in front of me?" Xiao Wu laughed.


    He saw his fingers pointing to the sky, rumbling, lead clouds gathering, in which thunder snakes were dancing wildly.


    "Ray!"


    Xiao Wu roared and roared!


    Suddenly, endless thunder fell.


    Just like the natural disaster in this life, all eyes are thunder snakes.


    "He is also good at the way of thunder?"


    People exclaimed.


    Only Lin Fan smiled without saying anything.


    Xiaowu''s martial spirit itself is thunder. With his guidance from time to time, coupled with the boy''s own understanding and the feeling of thunder, he should be the king.


    This frame Sheng wants to show off the way of thunder in front of Xiao Wu. It''s really a joke.


    Live cleavage.


    This is no joke at all.


    After Xiaowu summoned the thunder snake all over the sky, he had retreated to the edge of the challenge arena, held his hands and looked at the miserable fight of Fangsheng among the thunder snakes.


    "Box Sheng."


    A holy land figure suddenly roared. He flew up and was ready to step directly into the challenge arena to save his beloved.


    "When this seat does not exist?"


    Lin Fan roared. He got up and stepped down on the saint who flew up.


    A huge sole suddenly appeared in the sky. The flying saint was installed on the soles of his feet. With a thud, he was directly stepped into the mud layer. I don''t know how deep it is. Only the smell of holy blood is pungent.


    Lin fan is murderous.


    He shouted, "when you are in the challenge arena, life and death are in peace. If you can kill your disciple, I won''t intervene. But if a saint dares to ignore the rules, I will kill him with a sword!"


    This sentence, coupled with the death of a saint with one foot, is a great threat.


    "Next."


    At this time, Xiao Wu drank coldly.


    Fangsheng is dead.


    He himself is a family of thunder cloud refined gold beasts.


    As a result, he died under the thunder.


    Full of irony.


    "I''ll kill you!"


    Another king killed the challenge arena.


    Xiao Wu frowned, "you can''t."


    "Really? I don''t know until I fight."


    The king sneered.


    Another war will begin.


    "Come on." Xiao Wu was fearless and smiled.


    The king said, "I want to see if your ability is as powerful as your mouth."