08 san mo yan ming

Lin Fan flew away quickly while forcing himself to calm down. At the same time, don't forget to look around your surroundings and hope to find something that you can win.

"Hey, I said, you can't run away."

Suddenly, a gloomy and joke sounded in my ear. The feeling was close to me, and even my cheeks seemed to feel the chill.

"Daw! What the hell is this?" Lin Fan's face was as gloomy as water, his scalp was numb, and he cursed secretly and accelerated to escape, but the gloomy laughter always sounded in his ears from time to time, like a cat and mouse, following Lin Fan slowly.

"This is by no means a monk! I know how to crack through the sky. Obviously, it is only the early stage of tendons, but the pressure is very scary. The speed of speech is strange, with a little ancient tone, and the face is pale without the sun. Moreover, this jia obviously doesn't recognize me! This is by no means a normal monk! At least, it's not a monk of my time!"

Lin Fan thought while escaping. Although he couldn't help feeling futile, he tried his best to escape. There is still a glimmer of life. If he stops, I'm afraid there is only one way to die.

"Hey, you can't escape! I said, you can't escape!" After disappearing for a long time, the sound sounded again when Lin Fan thought he had got rid of it.

Lin Fan's face was pale and he knew that he couldn't escape. Suddenly, he stood still and had a cold ice on his face. He suddenly turned around and stared coldly in one direction and said, "Who are you?"

"Hey, won't you escape? Let me see how much you can do!" With the voice, the thin-lipped man just appeared and stood lightly in the air.

"Who are you?" Lin Fan asked again, and at the same time, he had held the tiger roar in his hand.

"Hey, is that a tiger whistle? Has the white tiger die? The weapons have fallen into your hands." The thin-lipped man took a look at the tiger roar in Lin Fan's hand and said carelessly.

"Do you know this sword? Do you know the white tiger? Lin Fan was shocked. If the person in front of him knew the white tiger and knew the tiger roar, wouldn't he be at least from that era ten thousand years ago? One more step deeper, is this fantasy world not a fantasy but a real world? Qingxuan and others have said that death in this world is not really dead, so this fantasy world is obviously not real, at least different from the world they live in. What is this place?

The more Lin Fan thought about it, the more confused he felt. He had no clue at all. He stared blankly at the thin-lipped man and asked.

But he heard the man smile and said, "White tiger? Naturally, I know the four generals under the Heavenly Emperor, the green dragon and white tiger rosefinch Xuanwu, the green dragon is the strongest, the white tiger is the most fierce, the rosefinch is the most violent, and Xuanwu is the most important. How can I not know it?

"Do you know the Emperor of Heaven?" Although Lin Fan had thought of it, he couldn't help asking when he heard the thin-lipped man say it himself.

"Nonsense! Xuangu four gods, the emperor of heaven and earth respect the Taoist saint, who doesn't know who knows? Yan Ming rolled his eyes and said slowly. However, Lin Fan keenly felt a little fluctuation from it, and there was some vague respect in the fluctuation.

"Then who are you?" Lin Fan pondered for a moment and asked carefully again.

"Me? I am the Xuangu Sanmo Yanming, who is hard to destroy, hard to bury, hard to bury, hard to harvest, and hard to surrender!" Yanming's momentum suddenly changed, with his hands upside down, tilting to the sky, hunting and dancing in his clothes. The unparalleled magic power swept the scene in an instant, and a whirlwind rose out of thin air. Even the phantom world, like the eternal gloomy sky, was forced to open a gap by Yan Ming's momentum, revealing a few skylight.

Lin Fan looked at the smoke standing in the air like a demon god, and was shocked and speechless. At this time, he had believed in Yan Ming's words, because the monks in the early stage of Yijin, no matter how horrible they were, would never have this kind of pressure! This momentum is an aura that can condense by itself after staying in the top for a long time!

Looking at Lin Fan's shocked expression, Yan Ming seemed to be extremely satisfied. With a momentum, he smiled evilly and said, "Little guy, aren't you going to run away? Aren't you afraid?"

"I can't run, and I can't win, and it's easy to kill me like this, but I haven't done anything. I must have something to ask." At this time, Lin Fan had calmed down and looked at the smoke and underworld calmly.

"Hey, the little guy is good. At first, I really wanted to tease you and kill you, but later I actually smelled the smell of the old man of the Emperor of Heaven. Say it yourself."

Lin Fan was stunned and didn't expect it to be for this reason. He pondered, put his hand into his arms and took out the seal of the Emperor of Heaven.

As soon as Yan Mingfu saw the seal of the Emperor of Heaven, his face suddenly changed and he lost his voice and shouted, "The seal of Emperor of Heaven? Why is this seal in your hand? Lin Fan opened his mouth to say something, but waved his hand casually and said, "Forget it, I don't care about the old guy's things." Suddenly, the topic changed: "Where is this?"

"Isn't it an illusory world? Don't you know?" Lin Fan was stunned and asked strangely.

"Illusional world? You are a big-headed ghost! This is a real world! I woke up thousands of years ago and found that I was trapped here and couldn't get out! The fucking old man was plotted! Trapped in such a place where only birds poop! It's fucking cruel!" As soon as Yan Ming heard Lin Fan's words, he immediately crossed his waist and cursed. With the scolding, the whole fantasy world suddenly changed dramatically. In a trance, the thunder rumbled, the lightning shone in the sky, and even felt that the clouds were getting thicker and thicker. At the same time, substantial space cracks suddenly appeared, cutting the whole sky into pieces.

Lin Fan looked at Yanming, who was scolding in front of him, and was stunned. He really couldn't connect him with the scattered demon he said that could sit on an equal footing with the Xuangu Heavenly Emperor.

Yanming scolded for a while, but also felt bored, and scolded hatefully. He looked back at Lin Fan: "Kid, the emperor of Heaven is also a world of its own. I hide in it. Looking at you like this, you will definitely be able to go out. Take me out by the way, and there will be your benefits in the future. Damn, in this smoky and miasma place, Lao Tang Xuangu Sanmo was actually suppressed in the early stage of Yijin, ah!" With that, he couldn't help saying that his figure flashed and escape into the seal of the Emperor of Heaven floating in the air.

But immediately the scolding sounded in Lin Fan's sea of knowledge: "You emperor of heaven, you fairy board! Emperor of Heaven, why are you an old man in there? Damn, just sleep and play with me so that I can't get in and out! Damn it! Why did the ancient devil just leave the grave and enter the coffin!"

Lin Fan was churning in the sea of knowledge, and was shaken by the angry scolding of Yanming like a sea of anger. He knew that he was harmless, but he only smiled bitterly, but he was also relieved. Otherwise, he had to really take this Yanming out and make trouble.

I thought about what Yan Ming said, but the more I thought about it, the bigger my head became. I knew that I couldn't understand the so-called mysterious ancient things at all. This place was in crisis, so I took my mind, chose the direction and moved forward carefully.