"Hey..."
The emperor sighed. Lin Fan felt free to punch at this time. His fist was like a trapped dragon flying into the sky from which shoal. Each blow could paralyze and pain him.
This is still the result of Lin Fan''s holding hands. Otherwise, he feels that he will be blasted to slag in three or five fists.
Of course, he thought highly of himself. In fact, if Lin Fan did his best at this time, he would blow it into powder in three fists.
"Almost."
Lin Fan whispered.
He was already familiar with the surge of physical strength, fully adapted to it, and was mellow and free to swing.
With one blow, the two emperors met each other. The two emperors hummed and fell back ten steps. Lin Fan was as motionless as a mountain.
"It''s time to try him. Does it brighten my eyes or disappoint me?"
Lin Fan whispered and waved. The shroud appeared in his hand. At this time, it looked that the shroud was very broken, the edges and corners were incomplete, and there were many big holes. It seemed that it would break easily.
"Lin fan, why so humiliate the emperor!"
An emperor wants to split his eyes!
He knew that Lin Fan''s soldiers were fierce halberds and thought they could die in the world.
But in the end, Lin Fan took out such rags. What an insult and underestimate?
Those who think they are great are not qualified to die under their own soldiers and iron fists?
Take them on the road with this rag!
"Ah... Fight with you!"
Another emperor also roared and was so angry that his seven orifices spewed white smoke!
He is emperor.
Can die with vigour.
But such a humiliating and tragic death must not be allowed.
"A rag..."
Another emperor also roared grimly. He rushed and killed: "you will pay for your underestimate."
"Boom!"
The shroud was so powerful that it killed itself to meet the two emperors.
Lin fan can feel anger from it.
Lin Fan lost his smile.
This is the God''s shroud, infected with God''s blood.
Channeling from an ordinary shroud.
But it was extraordinary. After all, the body he wrapped was the existence of a great God like Thor who needed to hold the coffin. At this time, he was ridiculed by the two emperors and called it with rags. How could he not be angry?
It was like a magic carpet flying, only ten feet, but the whole dark tomb was red, and every inch of the corner was like being infected by blood.
"Ah... What the hell is this?"
"God, what do I see? Is that a demon?"
The two emperors'' voices are terrified and shrill.
They saw some pictures in the shroud.
"Poof poof."
Just these two soft sounds, the two emperors turned into blood bubbles and disappeared like this.
When the shroud flew back, it shook like a human, shaking all the imperial blood on it.
Obviously, he was disgusted and thought that emperor''s blood was just unworthy of him.
Lin fan is happy, ecstatic!
These are the two emperors, but the shroud is too cruel to deal with. There is no means at all. Just push it horizontally, and the two emperors will die miserably.
Well, he''s so happy. This kind of big killer is needed at this moment.
He was eager to see an emperor at this time. He went to try where the limit of the shroud was and whether he could kill the emperor.
"Very good baby. Maybe you got the biggest treasure in the wasteland grave."
Just then, the annoying arrogant voice rose again.
"Fengdu."
Lin Fan''s eyes were cold.
The virtual shadow of Fengdu reappeared, with a greedy face, staring at the shroud held by Lin Fan in his hand: "very good, very strong, keep it well for me, and I''ll take it."
"Come and try. Do you really think you are invincible?" Lin fan has a great desire to kill. He wants to go to the seventh floor and have a decisive battle with Fengdu.
"Hehe, at least in front of you, I dare to be invincible. Even if you hold this strange magic weapon, I am not afraid. I have my own means to fight it." Feng Du chuckled.
Lin Fan looked dignified in an instant.
This Feng is lying in this desolate man''s grave all day. It''s hard to guarantee that he doesn''t get any big killing weapon.
After all, this world opportunity is not unique and exclusive to Lin Fan alone.
Fengdu''s words reminded him not to underestimate this person.
"Come on, I''ll wait for you on the seventh floor. The saber is trembling. He can''t wait to drink all your blood essence." Fengdu spoke darkly. His virtual shadow drifted away with his words, and only the sound echoed in the empty tomb.
"Wait, I''ll come."
Lin Fan looks at the lunar calendar.
This is more than one invitation to fight, point to kill him.
He can''t stand it.
Of course, he is not in a hurry.
At this time, he will slowly explore the second floor, and there is still some gap between him and Fengdu. It takes time to make up, catch up and overtake.
The three saints, who were in the corner at this time, were trembling and waiting for their fate and Lin Fan''s ruling in fear.
Lin Fan''s ruling was also very simple. A fire in his eyes burned the three saints into nothingness.
He has no soft heart.
On the third floor, this is a floating Tu tower.
There are nine floors in total. In each floor, there are bright sky lights. The lights are orange, which looks very strange in the dark night.
Lin fan enters it.
The first floor of the floating Tu tower is thousands of feet wide and empty. There is nothing else except the long light in the center with Emperor''s blood as oil.
The sound of footsteps was really penetrating. Except for his own footsteps, everything was silent.
The second step was right in front of him. Lin Fan stepped on it step by step, and his steps suddenly froze.
He frowned and felt a trace of abnormality. He took back his steps on the bronze stone steps and retreated to the Changming lamp. The light was orange and beating. The runes in Lin Fan''s eyes were bright.
On the lampshade, there are very small veins, which seem to describe a map and explain the wonderful function of the futu tower.
"I see."
Lin Fan frowns.
This futu tower is a place where the barbarians hone their offspring. Each floor corresponds to a different realm.
From quenching to God.
Moreover, no matter what level you are in at this time, there will be strange rules to limit your cultivation to the honing level of that level.
For example, Lin fan is on the first floor - quenching body territory. As long as he starts the futu tower, the divine shadow of quenching body territory will naturally appear to fight him.
"I almost missed the treasure land."
Lin Fan whispered. He started the futu tower. Suddenly, the first floor was as bright as day. He saw nicks everywhere on the wall!
Described a variety of, but also saw the words of this era.
Obviously, this big fan is not the first one he found. Someone has long sharpened himself by this.
"Be careful later. We are not barren people. If we die in them, it is a real death."
This is a warning, engraved in blood by a figure who is at least an emperor.