Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

No one made a sound, and the array in the sky was shining with light. Lin Fan stood at the mountain gate, pointed at the Dragon Palace and roared again.

"Who else?"

"Have it?"

There was still blood on Lin Fan's cheeks, and there were fragments of the spirit sword under his feet. Lin Fan looked at the Dragon Palace and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

"Pooh!"

"In the future, if you say that your skills are inferior to others, try."

Lin Fan also looked at Qin Jianchen at his feet, and raised the Scarlet Firmament Sword again.

"Stop him!"

"Son!"

With a flash of sword light, the edge of the sword stopped between Qin Jianchen's eyebrows.

"At the same level, the emperor is nothing!"

"Remember, I am the Holy Son, there are only Holy Sons in the Holy Land, there are no emperor's sons."

Qin Jianchen spat out a mouthful of blood, suffering such an insult, and made Qin Jianchen unconscious immediately.

Lin Fan didn't cut it down, walked towards Yunlan, and hugged Yunlan.

"Master, save people!"

Lin Fan, who was still domineering just now, had red eyes.

"Save people, I'll save people right away."

Qiao Qianqian quickly landed, stood beside Lin Fan, and took out pills one by one.

"apprentice!"

At this time, where the outer gate is located, the sage Guo Haizhi came here.

"Wow!"

Everyone was shocked again, Yun Lan was a sage disciple.

Above the void, purple air rises, and Dongfang Zixiao also descends here.

"Old Ancestor, what do you think?"

Dongfang Zixiao stood in the purple air, looking at the depths of the Holy Land.In the deep vortex, the majestic voice of the ancestor Huang Jiulong came.

"Qin Jianchen, we lost."

"Lin Fan, not bad!"

To be honest, Huang Jiulong felt a trace of remorse in his heart. He should have let Lin Fan enter his seat in the first place.Lin Fan was so talented that he defeated Qin Jianchen.

If Lin Fan was given time to enter the Sitong Realm, how strong would Lin Fan be?

Inside the Dragon Palace, Gu Lingyun did not appear.

Youlong Palace was silent.

The disciples of Youlongdian all lowered their heads, looking at the ruins of the mountain gate.The plaque of Youlong Temple was also broken.All of this was because of Lin Fan.

"Go back." Qiao Qianqian rescued Yunlan, trying to persuade Lin Fan.

Lin Fan nodded, and was about to turn around.

"boom!"

Above the void, there was a sword cry, and the challenge flag beside Lin Fan exploded.

"Who?"

Everyone was stunned again, Jian Guang twisted around Lin Fan, but did not cut Lin Fan.

Lin Fan remained motionless, staring at the void with no expression on his face.

"Nangong Wuya?"

Only then did everyone see that above the void, there was a white-clothed hunter.Nangong Wuya exuded an astonishing ray of sword energy, and Nangong Wuya came out from the sword valley, the sword intent was even stronger.

"Lin Fan, do you think there is no one in the Dragon Palace?"

"Pooh!"

Lin Fan took a sip again, in front of everyone.

"What are you doing?" Nangong Wuya looked at Lin Fan in shock, and Lin Fan dared to pooh him.

"Bah bah bah!"

"If you have the ability, come down!" Lin Fan's face was full of contempt. If he moved just now, Nangong Wuya must be very proud.

The suzerain is at the top, the ancestors are at the front, and there are elders all around.

Nangong Wuya didn't dare to do anything at all, just now he was threatening Lin Fan, Lin Fan had already seen through it.

"Just like you, do you think I care?"

"Nangong Wuya, remember, at the same level, I am the king!"

"you!"

Nangong Wuya's eyelids were twitching, Lin Fan was too crazy.

"Same realm, am I the king?"

"What crazy words!"

Everyone looked sideways, and above the void, Nangong Wuya slowly laughed.

"Okay, then I'll wait for the Holy Land Dabi."

"During the big competition, our Tianjiao disciple from the Dragon Palace will return. At that time, can you still be so crazy?"

"Lin Fan, I also hope that you will improve quickly."

"Perhaps, I am interested and teach you."

After Nangong Wuya finished speaking, he turned into a sword light again and disappeared into the air.The majesty of the divine sword surrounds the world, where Nangong Wuya disappeared, turning into sword lotuses, blooming in the world, and lingering for a long time.

"Three flowers gather at the top!"

"Nangong Wuya, broke through again?"

"Apart from Gai Wuji, is he the only one?"

"Yulongdian, do you want to recall other disciples?"

Dongfang Zixiao also shrank his pupils, the Tianjiao disciple of Youlongdian has been practicing outside.Returning this time, because Lin Fan?is there any other reason.

Dongfang Zixiao looked at Huang Jiulong, Huang Jiulong was silent, pointed in the air, and took Qin Jianchen away.

"Dabi, Qin Jianchen will challenge the Holy Son again."

"Potian Palace, please teach the Holy Son well."

Qiao Qianqian nodded, looking at Lin Fan with excitement.

"You boy, go home!"

"Master, will you too?"

"I do not know!"

Qiao Qianqian paused, and was about to say something when Lin Fan grabbed Qiao Qianqian's hand.

"Auntie, go back to Potian Palace, Wushuang also wants to know you."

"Ming Yun, lead the way and welcome Master Aunt home!"

"Yes!"

"Goodbye, Auntie!"

Ming Yun, Ma Xiaoguang and others bowed respectfully.

Qiao Qianqian looked at these disciples, her eyes softened.There has always been a gap between her and Ji Qizun.Seeing Potian Temple like this for so many years, Qiao Qianqian also felt uncomfortable.

Since Lin Fan came, the Holy Son entered the Potian Palace, and many disciples joined the Potian Palace.

These are the seeds of Potian Temple, the hope of the future.

"Master, let's go!"

Lin Fan held Qiao Qianqian's arm and walked towards Potian Temple resolutely without looking at the others.

Lin Fan walked very slowly, and when he walked down the Dragon Palace, Lin Fan's face became paler and paler.

"You kid, can you hold on?" Qiao Qianqian finally realized that something was wrong. Lin Fan's face was so ugly that every muscle of Lin Fan was trembling.

It wasn't that Lin Fan wanted to hold Qiao Qianqian's arm. Without Qiao Qianqian, Lin Fan would have collapsed.

"can!"

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and said, Chi Xiao retaliated in the battle just now.Lin Fan also used up the last of his aura.

"you!"

Qiao Qianqian looked in the direction of Potian Palace, wanting Yukong.

"I'm going to walk back, and the others are still watching."

"Auntie, you really have to go back this time."

"Auntie, stay with you."

Qiao Qianqian's eyes turned red. With such an apprentice, there is nothing else to say.

"Brother, you bastard, why don't you show up?"

Gritting her teeth, Qiao Qianqian supported Lin Fan and walked towards Potian Temple step by step.

Finally, the gate of Potian Temple arrived.

Rhubarb rushed out and surrounded Lin Fan.

At the door, Ji Qizun stood with his back behind his back, mysterious and unpredictable.

"Lin Fan, you did a good job." Ji Qizun nodded majestically.

Just about to show her power again, Qiao Qianqian said coldly, "What are you pretending to be?"

"Lin Fan is like this!"

"Sister?"

Ji Qizun froze on the spot, unable to pretend anymore, why did the junior sister come?

"Master!"

Lin Fan fell into a coma on the spot, and Ji Qizun rushed towards Lin Fan.

"apprentice!"

Tears flowed.