21 Elders of the Demon Sect

Lin Fan was silent and said no more, but after Yan Ming finished this sentence, there was no sound, as if he had disappeared.

Sitting cross-legged, Lin Fan took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and slowly felt Lei Ze around his body.

Lei and Ze each have two extremes. Although Lei can instantly turn people or things into dust, but on the other hand, it contains vitality in the dead silence. Similarly, Ze can make people fall into a place without life, but it also contains an inexplicable opportunity to heal wounds.

The White Tiger War will act in accordance with its principles, combine the two powerful mysteries of Lei and Ze, and evolve into a trape array that is only used for people but has no ability to hurt others. During this period, the vitality flows and becomes Lin Fan's best healing tonic at this time.

Lin Fan had been facing the enemy before, and his internal injury was already very serious. His internal organs were on the verge of decay, and his body almost collapsed. If it hadn't been for the quenching of Jinyuan, his vitality and mysterious spirit had reached an amazing purity, so that he could run independently and condense his body. At this time, he was afraid he would have been exhausted.

Carefully guides the vitality of Lei Ze in the array, and then slowly integrates the pores of the whole body into the body, following the meridians and blood vessels around the body, carefully washing the rot in the body and repairing the damaged body. At the same time, the pure vitality in the body slowly flows, slowly merges with the vitality poured into the body and disperses into the whole body. The body, which has almost fallen silent, begins to recover slowly.

Xuanshui Shidan beats, and waves of Xuanshui's air scattered outside the body in the form of ripples, making Lin Fan's whole body dark, flowing lights like small blue lights, shuttled through Lin Fan's body surface, repairing Lin Fan's damaged body.

Water, the source of all things, is good for all things. Lin Fan's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye under the pure Xuanshui. Gradually, the originally dull body surface began to emit bronze treasures again.

What's more strange is that in addition to the vitality, there is another substance in Lei Ze. This substance, which is invisible andzhi, seems to be an ethereal place to glow and periodically. Every time it appears, Lin Fan's divine consciousness will sting, such as being adjusted and grinding, while the divine consciousness is weakened, but It is also becoming more and more tough. At the same time, the consciousness of the air mass slowly condenses, and the surface slowly becomes smooth and round.

I don't know how long it took, Lin Fan, whose breathing had long been cut off and his vitality was restrained, suddenly opened his eyes. Two ice-blue cold light, like a substantial sword, shot three feet outside the body. At the same time, a surging vitality radiated from the body. The plasma boiled, and the blood gas penetrated directly outside the body and filled the surface of the body.

Lin Fan stood up, still on his immature face, showing decisiveness and determination that were not commensurate with his age, and a little murderous spirit was hidden in it.

Real warriors, mature in war, real monks, live forever in the slaughter! After a series of wars, Lin Fan was already a real monk at this time!

Lin Fan's mind moved, and the tiger's body trembled. Unexpectedly, he did not turn around and still stood in the valley. A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. He raised his hand and waved to the tiger roar. After a tremor, the tiger roar finally flew up, and then quickly shrunk to a normal size and fell into Lin Fan's hand.

As soon as he got it, Lin Fan frowned and roared in his hand, but he did not have the deep feeling of blood connection as before.

"The war will revive the remnant soul of the white tiger. After that, I'm afraid that he will only protect me from death, and he can't easily hurt the enemy with it." Lin Fan pondered slightly and had guessed the key. "I'm afraid it's also for this reason that Yan Ming once said that I was not allowed to leave here until my body completely recovered."

Since he thought about the joints, Lin Fan raised his hand and put the tiger roar in front of him, stroked the desolate sword handle and blade of the tiger roar with one hand. A trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, as if talking to himself and whisper to the tiger roar: "White Tiger General, I know your intention. Thank you for your blessing before. I, Lin Fan, will hit the sky with my own hands! Born as a man, I don't want to be invincible, but I want to move forward!"

The tiger roared as if he understood Lin Fan's words, roared softly, turned into a black light, and disappeared into Lin Fan's eyebrows.

Lin Fan was silent for a moment and looked up to the sky. Since the tiger roar was pulled out of the valley, Lei Ze's trap has been lifted, and the sky and the earth have returned to Qingming.

Looking at the boundless sky, Lin Fan's heroic spirit contains a little sadness and loneliness.

Before that, Yanming pointed to himself at all times, and there was a tiger roaring to protect the Lord at any time. Even he faintly felt that his mysterious master, Aokizi, had been paying attention to him. However, at this time, Yanming closed down and the tiger roared back, and the eyes and thoughts lingering on his body became lighter. Suddenly, there is only one left between heaven and earth. If you are in a trance, you will go back to the scene when you were still living alone on the street more than ten years ago.

The clear sky suddenly rumbled, and then the pouring rain poured down like the Milky Way, and the wind roared, as if sighing the vicissitudes of life.

Lin Fan still looked up at the sky, wearing a blue shirt and black hair. He hunted in the heavy rain and danced with the wind. Lin Fan suddenly roared, and the roar rolled like thunder, rolling down for nine days, as if it was going to be shorter than the thunder. The blood sobbed like feeling something, and flew out and fell into Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Fan held a sword in his right hand, and the roar was even worse. Blood sobbed and emitted a dazzling blood light, pointing diagonally to the sky. Lin Fan couldn't help climbing in his chest, and a momentum of heaven and earth was bulging, forcing him to be three feet away from the rain.

The wind and clouds change, and the thunder move the sky. I am proud to stand in the universe, and my sword points to the sky!

Ten thousand years of hardships, hundreds of years of hardships and dangers, I will not die, across the Yellow Spring!

I don't know how long it took, the rain gradually weakened, and the pressure emitted by Lin Fan gradually converated.

He put away his blood and sobbed. Lin Fan flew to the sky, identified the direction, and still went northwest.

The world is vast and alone. Lin Fan walks at will, and his heart is calm, like a walker who enters the world. He walks through the world, but does not cause any dust, does not cover a trace of dirt, and free and comes out of the dust.

Suddenly, the sunny sky just after the rain surged out of thin air, and then the whole world quickly darkened, as if there were unrivaled demons coming.

Lin Fan stood in a fixed shape and looked up at a large dark cloud surging from the sky in the distance, with a flat face.

The dark clouds are as dark as ink, emitting a faint dark gold, which looks a little strange. As they approach, everything is getting heavier and heavier. At the same time, an old man in an ink robe fused with black clouds gradually shows his true face.

Lin Fan looked at the old man in ink robe approaching him with calm eyes.

"Did you kill the three Han Yi?" The old man in the ink robe's face was withered without any living expression.

"Yes." Lin Fan is simple and direct.

"Do you know who they are?" The old man stared at Lin Fan and said indifferently.

"I don't know."

"Why did you kill them?"

"I'm happy."

The old man in the ink robe suddenly shot two light in his eyes, looked at Lin Fan, and then suddenly laughed wildly and said, "Okay! OK! OK! I'm so happy! Xiao Jue, the dean of the Demon Sect, has been living for decades, and it is the first time that he has met such an arrogant junior!" Then his eyes were cold and his tone turned cold, "You destroyed my furnace tripod and cut off the opportunity to continue my longevity. If I don't kill you, this hatred is hard to disappear!"

"If you want to fight, then fight. Why say so much nonsense?" Lin Fan looked at Xiao Jue and responded indifferently. His mind moved, and his blood sobbed in his hand and trembled gently. At the same time, Lin Fan's fighting spirit soared silently, and even opened a gap in the dark clouds all over the sky.

Xiao Jue was stunned when he heard Lin Fan's words, and then he was furious. He has been in power for a long time. Now he is interrupted by a monk in front of him who only has only the early stage of Yijin. How can he stand it? With a shout of "vertical rudeness", a fingerprint of dozens of feet in size came to Lin Fan like a big seal.

Lin Fan looked at the huge fingerprints that pressed quickly, the corners of his mouth were slightly slanted, showing a mocking smile, and his lips opened slightly: "It's cracked!"

Susp, Lin Fan's figure was dodged at the moment when the fingerprints appeared.

"Cleft? Are you Lin Fan, the disciple of Shuiyun Sect who has been besieged by dozens of monks recently? There was a trace of surprise in Xiao Jue's voice.

"What?" Lin Fan responded indifferently as he walked through the air.

"Haha, that's wonderful! Wonderful!" Xiao Jue's ecstatic voice sounded, "Mysterious ancient secrets! If I get..." Xiao Jue didn't go on, but the attack was more fierce. In the dazzling eyes, the fingerprints actually turned into dozens of big fingerprints, general size, generally fierce, overwhelming, pressing towards Lin Fan together, filling the whole void!

Lin Fan's cracking of the air is becoming more and more difficult, and there are fingerprints everywhere. Every time he cracks, he needs to consume more and more vitality. In the end, Lin Fan was forced out by the ubiquitous fingerprints!

The magic gas is rolling, and Lin Fan is still surprised. A fist with dark gold in the dark, containing the power that can penetrate the void barrier, has roared at himself! The power and speed make Lin Fan unable to hide at all.

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At the critical moment, Lin Fan raised blood sobs, a blood light crossed, and blood sobs greeted the fist with a strange trajectory, and touched the fist hundreds of times in the blink of an eye!

Every time Blood Cry touches the fist, it will bounce back, and then it will face the fist with greater force. In such a continuous cycle, Lin Fan's figure has been flying back, pulling a long virtual shadow in the air. The fist is getting lighter and lighter under the repeated rebound attack of blood tears, and finally turns into a demon spirit all over the sky. , melted into the dark clouds around.

"Huh? Unexpectedly, it blocked this robbery magic fist!" Xiao Jue's voice was surprised, and his thoughts moved slightly, and several magic fists took shape again and attacked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at several mountain-sized magic fists that were smashing at him, and a crazy idea surged in his heart. Suddenly, he raised his left hand and was full of bronze light, especially his left hand, which was brilliant, blooming with several feet of light, forming a hemispherical halo and running towards there. Surrounded by the magic fist, with the opportunity of resistance, the left fist quickly enlarged countless times, followed the halo, vibrated repeatedly, and brazenly faced the several magic fists that exuded supreme magic power!

Bang bang!

The collision field sounded endlessly, and the fists transformed by the magic cloud were suddenly blocked ten feet away from the body, rushing left and right on the halo, with a whining sound.

Lin Fan's mind moved slightly, and the light of his left palm was strong again, which was several times larger than the original foundation, and suddenly hit those magic fists at the same time!

Several dull collisions sounded almost at the same time, and those magic fists were retreated several feet by Lin Fan's punch! But Lin Fan was also uncomfortable. He was shocked by the anti-shock force and flew back again. He flew straight out a hundred feet before stopping. His face was pale, his qi and blood surged, and a wisp of blood sprinkled from the corners of his mouth. The halo of the left fist was even more swaying. After a short period of maintenance, it turned into a little light and shadow and dissipated.

"Jinyuan quenching body? Interesting!" Xiao Jue's voice remembered again, looking at several magic fists that were still dripping and spinning, and a playful gloomy smile flashed in his eyes. But suddenly his face changed and he shouted, "What a boldness!"

A blood-red sword suddenly pierced the void and suddenly appeared in front of him! It's blood crying!

Xiao Jue was furious. Because he had the idea of capture Lin Fan alive, he had just left his hand and did not kill him, but he didn't expect Lin Fan to be so bold that he would pierce the void with the initial strength of Yijin to attack himself!

At the moment, Xiao Jue stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood sobbingly. Before he touched it, suddenly a bronze light shone in front of him, and a bronze fist hit his door in front of him! Then, Lin Fan's figure appeared.

Xiao was caught off guard and almost let Lin Fan hit the door. Although he would not be injured by his own cultivation, he was hit by a junior in the face.

Xiao Jue was furious, and his face was cold. His eyes were full of admiration, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes. At the same time, a dark mind flew out and attacked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan missed a blow and was secretly sighing that his skills were too shallow to attack the enemy in a state of melting. In this instant, the dark mind had been practiced and penetrated into the sea of knowledge through his eyebrows.

Lin Fan was shocked. The divine attack is the most dangerous. When the body is severely damaged, as long as there is no damage to the root, as long as there are treasures of heaven and villages, it is not difficult to recover. However, if the divine consciousness is damaged, if there is no rare magic elixir or spiritual weapon, it will take a lot of time to warm up to recover, or even one is not very much. The soul will disappear, but after the shock, Lin Fan was stunned!

The wisp of mind approached his sea of knowledge. When he was about to disappear, his sea of knowledge suddenly appeared an extremely light milky white light, swinging the wisp of dark god mind to one side.

The dark god collides on the edge of the sea of knowledge, but it can't break through. Every time it approaches, it strangely slides to one side. Although it is fierce, it can't find a broken gap and can't break in!

Not only Lin Fan was stunned, but Xiao Jue was also slightly stunned: "Although the wisp of divine thoughts I released is not strong, it should be more than enough to seriously damage or even erase a monk in the early stage of Yijin. It's not a problem at all!"

Xiao Jue made up his mind in an instant: "This son has a lot of secrets, which is like a treasure!" Thinking like this, he appeared on his face and said with a ferocious smile, "It's time to end!"

As he spoke, a big hand like a fan suddenly grabbed Lin Fan. Lin Fan's face changed, and he had no time to resist in the future and had been caught by Xiao Jue.