The golden thunder that enveloped the whole uncle''s residence did not decrease, and still split and kill like a mountain.


    This made my uncle roar.


    Why?


    He just wanted to explore the secret of a younger boy. How could such a terrible disaster happen?


    Had it not been for him, if he had been an ordinary emperor, he would have died and could not have been alive.


    "Lin fan!"


    He roared. In the misty space where Lin Fan was located, the thunder suddenly blew directly, shaking the void, and a huge face appeared.


    Lin Fan slightly raised her eyebrows.


    The face was so big that it occupied all the sky he could see.


    "Uncle Guo, you''re all right."


    Lin Fan smiled and completely ignored the ugly expression of the huge face as gloomy as dripping water.


    "Lin fan! Today will make your life worse than death."


    Uncle Li Xiao.


    Lin Fan said with a smile, "if you still want to use those non-standard ways, I advise you to save it."


    "Not into the stream? You''ll soon know whether it''s into the stream or not."


    Uncle Guo''s huge face dispersed.


    The uncle''s house was devastated, and the golden thunder retreated, but it seemed that the uncle''s house had been trampled by thousands of troops. I don''t know how many houses collapsed or how many casualties.


    But Uncle Guo ignored it. He recited the mantra again to find out the source of Lin Fan''s blood and control the password of Lin Fan''s blood, so as to control Lin Fan''s whole person.


    Fierce.


    Lin Fan suddenly felt that his whole body was hot and dry, like every cell was burning, and every inch of his body was boiling. The blood flowing in every corner of his body was as hot as magma. His whole body was red and his hair was scorched.


    Ah


    Lin Fan screamed.


    The devil, who has always been inseparable, frowned slightly.


    The palm of his hand pressed down and covered Lin Fan''s eyebrows. A cool feeling slowly invaded Lin Fan''s whole body from Lin Fan''s soul sea. It was very comfortable and made Lin Fan moan.


    Uncle Guo was roaring at this time. The grass man in front of him was roaring. Those scarlet blood splashed on the grass man flew out one mysterious Rune after another.


    "Lin, have you ever been a God?"


    Uncle Guo was surprised, because he saw an unusual trace in these mysterious runes. It seemed that Lin Fan''s blood had a big foot, and there was a trace of divine light everywhere.


    "Lin fan, do you know your final end today?"


    Uncle Guo reappears in the foggy space.


    Lin Fan scoffed, "it''s only one death."


    "Death?" the national uncle smiled grimly: "where is it so simple? Puppet, spirit puppet, do you know?"


    Lin Fan''s pupil shrinks.


    How could he not know that he had even accepted it himself.


    "Jie Jie." my uncle smiled strangely, with jealousy, hatred and murder in his eyes.


    He witnessed all kinds of Lin Fan on the huangquan Road, and he really didn''t regret his death.


    I didn''t kill anyone wrong.


    How strong this heart is.


    Such people are really invincible.


    So he was jealous.


    "Wait, I''ll find out the source of your blood. Then your life and death will be in my mind, and you will help me succeed." Uncle Guo smiled grimly.


    "Are you exploring the source of his blood?"


    Just then, a cold sound sounded.


    "Father."


    Lin Fan suddenly exclaimed.


    He saw his long lost father and appeared in front of him like this.


    Still as tall as he remembered when he was a child, as tall as a mountain, he just walked step by step, such a random action, and even let the darkness of the foggy space retreat step by step, like reopening the world.


    "Son, long time no see."


    Lin Zhen smiled.


    Yes, he is Lin Zhen, not the devil of Megatron.


    "Father, are you still alive?" Lin Fan said.


    He always believed that his father was still alive and must be somewhere in the world.


    But I''ve been looking for it.


    Even if he came to the seventh world, he still didn''t give up looking for it. He once asked Xuyang and Princess Jue. Unfortunately, every time he worked in vain.


    Unexpectedly, his father appeared when he was in danger.


    "I''m fine," Lin Zhen answered, and looked at his uncle, "do you want to turn my son into a puppet?"


    "Are you Lin Fan''s father?" my uncle''s pupils tightened.


    You know, this is a false small world built by him. In theory, even the emperor figures at his same level can''t get in so easily.


    But Lin Fan''s father went in quietly, which made him creepy.


    Is this an overhauler at a higher level than him?


    Is it a god like the devil and heaven and man?


    But how is this possible?


    Looking around the two circles, there are only two such figures.


    "Are you deaf?" Lin Zhen glanced at his uncle, looked back at Lin Fan and said with a smile, "son, how are you going to get this old thing?"


    "Beat him into a pig''s head." Lin Fan smiled and was very happy. It was enough to know that his father was really not dead.


    Lin Zhen frowned: "why, don''t you want to kill him for your father?"


    Lin Fan''s eyes were slightly cold: "revenge needs to be reported by hand."


    "OK, then I''ll leave him to you." Lin Zhen smiled and was relieved.


    "Roar..."


    My uncle roared.


    Who is he?


    The two circles are famous and have shocked the world for thousands of years.


    It''s the hero who competes with that man for the world.


    But at this time, the father and son talked so casually.


    Treat him as a residue and an ant, and you can handle him at will.


    "What''s the ghost howling?" Lin Zhen''s eyes were suddenly cold. He snorted coldly and said, "is this just your spirit? If it''s not fun, the body will roll in to me."


    Lin Zhen stretched out his hand and probed into the void as if he had caught something. In the incredible roar of Uncle Guo, his real body was really pulled into this space.


    "Get in."


    Lin Zhen yelled again and closed his hands. In the scream of his uncle, his spirit and noumenon were forced to be integrated.


    "Son, look at your father. How can I vent my anger on you?"


    Lin Zhen spoke.


    After that, he didn''t look like an overhaul man who could crush the uncle. Instead, he looked like a father who sincerely took out his anger only for his son. He twisted the uncle''s neck and beat his old fist on the uncle''s face.


    Soon, my uncle''s face was full of blood and tears.


    It''s too humiliating.


    "Impossible! At this time, how can there be people like you!"


    Guoshu LiXiao: "you must be pro God, but since you are a pro God strong person, how can you be silent and nameless? If you are a pro God strong person, how can he Lin fan still fall into this world."


    "Bang!"


    Lin Zhen''s straight fist knocked uncle Guo''s body back, raised his right leg high, pulled down a whip leg, and smashed uncle Guo''s ribs. He sneered: "how big the world is. There are too many serious and impossible things for you."


    This is a blood abuse.


    There''s no fancy at all, fist to meat.


    Of course, Lin Zhen didn''t move his usage and skills, otherwise the uncle would be killed into meat patties.