Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

Half a month later, on the mountain behind the Potian Temple, the waterfall was cut off again, this time it was cut off, and it paused in the air for three breaths.

Under the cold pool, Lin Fan closed his eyes.

The Tai'a sword is in his hand, the Qiuye sword is on his waist, and Chixiao is inserted obliquely on the nearby rock wall.

There was also an Evil Spirit Sword thrown in the distance, the grade of the Evil Spirit Sword was too low to be with the three swords at all.

Wisps of sword energy converged, and the sword intent gradually merged on Lin Fan's body.

These days, Lin Fan can't go out, he can only practice sword here.

"Lin Fan, it's time for you to pay the rations."

"Cough cough!"

Just as Lin Fan was about to draw his sword, he was awakened by the sound.

Inside the thatched hut, Lu Wushuang, who was using Lin Fan's Spirit Gathering Formation to cultivate, asked doubtfully.

"Xiao Ling, what kind of public food?"

Dongfang Ling quickly bowed her head, this was a secret between her and Lin Fan.

It was supposed to be a day for Lin Fan's blood, but Lin Fan, in order to tease Dongfang Ling, insisted on making up a secret signal, and the result was to pay the public rations.

"Senior sister, don't ask."

"come here quickly."

Dongfang Ling is now familiar with Lin Fan. After merging sweat and blood, the cold Dongfang Ling gradually disappeared, as if she was hiding in the dark and practicing.

The delicate Dongfang Ling waved at Lin Fan.

"Be quiet."

Lin Fan looked at his senior sister in embarrassment, who knows if there is a code word for paying public rations in this world.

"Please, pay the public rations." Dongfang Ling lowered her voice and said again.

Lin Fan looked at Dongfang Ling amusedly, and Dongfang Ling's skin became more red and tender.After a certain period of Han blood, the nine yin qi in Dongfang Ling's body is slowly decaying.

According to Dongfang Zixiao's judgment, Dongfang Ling may be able to survive the age of 18.

"Lin Fan, why don't you go out?"

"It's very lively outside."

"Emperor Qin Jianchen has left the secret place, stepped into the Sitong Realm, and his cultivation is as high as the sky."

"Emperor?"

Lin Fan thought that when he first entered the mountain gate, the emperor came to the holy land and became the emperor of the holy land directly.

"Emperor, are they all from ten thousand years ago? The former emperor, do you really dare to accept the Holy Land?"

"The emperor's son was sealed in the source ice and was born in another generation. This is the successor left by each dynasty."

"You think, don't we go to court?"

Lu Wushuang also came over, the Spirit Gathering Formation had no spirit energy.

"What does it have to do with me if he comes out?"

"Emperor, choose the Dragon Palace."

"what?"

Lu Wushuang's face changed, the emperor was taught by the ancestor, but now he chooses the Dragon Palace, the ancestor is with the suzerain?
Lin Fan also looked at Dongfang Ling. Dongfang Ling was too innocent to know what it meant.

"What the hell happened?"

"Is it really as chaotic as Master said?"

Just after Lin Fan finished speaking, Xiao Bai rushed in, biting a sword book, where the mountain gate was.

Big Yellow lazily came from the other side, squinting at Xiao Bai, even if Xiao Bai took its job, it didn't mind.

"Again?"

"This time, whose is it?"

Just a few days ago, among the sects, some Tianjiao climbed to the Potian Temple and sent the sword book to the holy son Lin Xuan.These people are all disciples of aristocratic families in the Holy Land.

What palace family, Baili family.These aristocratic aristocrats, for some reason, all want to challenge the Holy Son.

As a result, Lin Fan, the holy son, was imprisoned in the back mountain by Ji Qizun and refused to accept the challenge at all.

"The Baili family, the Baili Juechen, the peak of the Linggong realm."

"This is the sixth letter."

Lu Wushuang also sneered, it was too bullying.These nobles of aristocratic families were born in the Holy Land and have practiced swordsmanship for many years, making them superb.Although he did not enter the Five Great Halls, he has certain strength.

They did not dare to challenge the Tianjiao of the Five Great Halls, but instead challenged the Potian Temple.

Lin Fan looked at the sword book seriously, and then hooked his finger at Xiao Bai.Xiaobai understood very well, turned around towards the gate of Potian Palace, and pissed in front of the Baili family's envoy.

"Holy Son, are you a shrinking turtle?" The members of Baili's family shouted angrily.

"boom!"

Above the void, Wushuang sword energy fell directly.

This person flew out on the spot.

"If you have the ability, challenge me."

Lu Wushuang's coquettish reprimand made everyone retreat angrily.

A few handsome men in the distance looked towards Potian Temple and shook their heads.

"Lin Fan, it's impossible to come out, he's really a coward." Baili Juechen said softly.

A blue-haired boy, between his fingers, a delicate sword pill is hovering around his fingertips.

Gong Yuecheng also nodded and said: "It seems that we can't compete with Lin Fan."

"Since that's the case, we choose Youlong Palace?"

The four aristocrats looked at each other again and laughed loudly.

"Of course it's the Dragon Palace. Losing the outer gate and the inner gate, the suzerain couldn't think of it. We disciples from the family, let's enter the Dragon Palace."

"If we do this, what will happen to the suzerain?"

Most of the families are neutral. After all, the establishment of the family is attached to the Holy Land.In the past, the ancestors of the aristocratic family all injured and retreated from the holy land.

"Take care of that!"

"Let's go!"

"The holy son will not come out, Lu Wushuang will protect him."

"The majestic son is not even as good as us. What qualifications do you have to be such a holy son?"

Baili Juechen shouted again, and many people under Potian Temple shook their heads again.

In the Holy Land, many people are discussing.These days, the Holy Son is hiding in the Potian Palace, making everyone despise him.In particular, some things were provoked by the Holy Son with the Holy Son's Order and the Suzerain's Order.

The gossip was all about Lin Fan.

Even in the outer sect, some people began to speak ill of Lin Fan.

"Junior Brother, can you bear it?" Lu Wushuang looked at Lin Fan worriedly.

Lin Fan just finished paying the "public rations", and said lightly: "Master told me to keep a low profile, it's good to keep a low profile."

"Besides, I really don't care."

"But I care!"

Lu Wushuang looked deeply at Lin Fan, and then smiled.

"Originally, when Potian Temple had me, I didn't care about anything but Master."

"Now, with you."

"You are the holy son, my junior brother, and the future of Potian Temple."

"Master told you to keep a low profile, not me."

"I want these people to see the true strength of our Potian Temple."

"Senior sister, what are you going to do?"

Lin Fan also looked at Lu Wushuang amusedly, and Lu Wushuang slowly turned around, looking in the direction of the Demon Slaying Palace.

"I want to kill demons!"

"Slay the devil?"

Lin Fan had wanted to slay the demon for a long time, and when he heard that Lu Wushuang wanted to slay the demon, he immediately became excited.

"The number one demon!"

"That's a celestial demon, only Dao Slashing Realm?"

"Whoever said that one must cut the Dao realm, the spirit body realm is the same."

Lu Wushuang is extremely confident. She has stepped into the spirit body state, and her Taoist scriptures have become more exquisite.Especially Lu Wushuang's swordsmanship, which is possessed by Wushuangjian itself.

Lu Wushuang can also leapfrog the battle.

"We won the first big demon, let me see, who dares to say that we can't do it in the Demon Slaying Palace."

"In the future, the younger brother will also be able to slash!"

"Of course I can. I have even killed the Primordial Demon."

"boast!"

Dongfang Ling came out of the thatched hut, her pretty face was flushed, her skin after paying the public rations was indeed juicy.

"Who is bragging?"