Fang Lin's grim gaze swept over the other sect disciples under the Battle Arena, like a king inspecting his own territory, and no one dared to look at him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The terrible palm has left a deep impression in everyone's hearts, and the strength of killing Yin Tianhao has made everyone list him as one of the characters who cannot be offended.

Just ascending to the Eight Heavens, he dared to make all the Nine Heavens peers dare not look at him directly, and Fang Lin's back instantly became taller.

"Fang Lin, wait!" Xiao Zhengqing saw that Fang Lin was about to leave the fighting platform, and hurriedly stopped him.

Fang Lin turned around, pointed to Yin Tianhao's corpse and asked, "I don't know what else is going on with Xiao Zhenren?"

Xiao Zhengqing also saw that Fang Lin was cultivating just now, and he didn't know the significance of the establishment of this fighting platform, so he explained the whole thing in detail.

"I see, I see. Fang Lin nodded, and then asked loudly, "Can someone come to the stage to fight me?"

Everyone was speechless for a moment, everyone saw Fang Lin's strength in killing Yin Tianhao just now, and no one dared to go up and fight him.

Maybe Fang Lin's way of killing Yin Tianhao was too simple and rude, but everyone had only one feeling about this approach, and that was cool!

As peers, who can challenge the children of the inheritance family beyond the ranks? Who can continuously slap these arrogant children of the family?

Although Fang Lin's performance was a little cruel, it was very happy, and naturally no one dared to come on stage to fight him.

"Xiao Zhenren, no one came up to the stage to challenge me, so will the Canghai Sword Technique and the Canghai Sword belong to me?" Fang Lin asked.

Xiao Zhengqing was still smiling, he didn't care about Yin Tianhao's death, in his opinion, he was just an ordinary low-level cultivator.

"Fang Lin, remember that using the Canghai Sword to cultivate the Canghai Sword Technique can get twice the result with half the effort!" Xiao Zhengqing reminded kindly.

Fang Lin stretched out his hand to take the Canghai Sword Technique and Canghai Sword made from the sheepskin roll, and after thanking Xiao Zhengqing, he jumped off the fighting platform and walked towards Murong Zhen.

The people below quickly made way for a passage and led directly to Murong Zhen's East Gate to Break the Sky, allowing Fang Lin to pass through quickly.

"Senior sister, you blocked a sword for me, and I will thank you for this Canghai Sword Technique and Canghai Sword. ”

Fang Lin came straight to Murong Zhen and directly handed her the sword technique and spiritual weapon that Xiao Zhengqing had just given him.

Murong Zhen was slightly stunned and refused, she hoped that Fang Lin could improve his strength as soon as possible, after all, he had just killed a child of the inheritance family.

She herself is a member of the Donghuang inheritance family, so she naturally knows that those inheritance families protect the clansmen, and they will inevitably send people to hunt him down.

"Fang Lin, you better keep it for yourself, keep this Canghai Sword for self-defense, and you can use it when you are promoted to the Yuan Shen Realm." Murong Zhen said indifferently, her desire for spiritual weapons was not great.

"If you don't want it, then I'll give it back to Xiao Zhenren. Fang Lin also replied very strongly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and in the end, Murong Zhen still accepted Fang Lin's gift, she could see the firmness in Fang Lin's heart, which was the perseverance that every strong person must have.

Dongmen Duantian always looked at Fang Lin with a smile on his face, he seemed to feel that Fang Lin had the temperament of a young sect master, decisive in killing, quick in mind and knowing how to care for his own people.

The wind was loud, the light was shining on the world, and two young figures appeared on the fighting platform again.

"It's him!" muttered Dongmen Dutian.

Fang Lin glanced at it and found that he didn't know any of the two new people on stage, so he asked, "Do you know those two?"

Dongmen Duantian pointed to the young man in a blue-gray robe and said, "This person is Wu Xinghe of Bingning Island! ”

This person's long hair is like ink, there is a pair of Danfeng eyes lying under the slender eyebrows, a turquoise ribbon around his waist, and two wind eagles embroidered on the cuffs.

"This Wu Xinghe's temperament is very similar to Senior Brother He, and there is a feeling of not being stained with dust. Murong Zhen commented objectively.

Fang Lin put his hands in front of his chest, and naturally relaxed, and he also became interested in the two Nine Heavens teenagers who were newly fighting on the Douzhan Stage.

Wu Xinghe has a handsome face, and from the outside, he is kind and kind, but when he moves, he hides the murderous intention, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Not only him, but even his opponent made a fatal move, volleying a leg in the air, slashing at Wu Xinghe's head with a whistling sound, as if he wanted to kick Wu Xinghe's head, the action was full of a savage violent aesthetics!

"It's too ruthless!"

Fang Lin frowned, he didn't want to see these Nine Heavens people killing each other, after all, he still had to break the seal of the Netherworld Island.

Dongmen Xuantian laughed and said, "Apart from the three of us, who else knows that the real purpose of the Spirit Porridge Banquet is to break the seal?"

"What if they knew again that if they failed to break the seal, the Netherworld would disappear forever?"

Murong Zhen blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I guess they will definitely be angry, but in the end, there is no way to accept the arrangement of fate." ”

"Not only do they have to accept the arrangement of the Netherworld, but even we have to be forced to accept it, so the three of us will try not to separate for a while in the future. ”

Fang Lin had been thinking about it in his heart for a long time, but he had never been able to get useful information, and he couldn't determine what kind of power the Netherworld Island was.

The battle between the two on the fighting platform was equally exciting, and the dangers were endless, which couldn't help but make those people of the Seven Heavens envious.

The sharp attack seemed to be able to shatter the void, the sound of sonic booms came and went, and the wind and clouds changed, and I don't know how many rounds the two had fought each other.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in Fang Lin's sea of consciousness, and the Heaven Interception Sutra, which had not changed for a long time, actually shook again.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, the sun and the moon are shining, the cold comes and goes, the autumn harvest and the winter are hidden. A faint divine thought suddenly spread in Fang Lin Zhihai.

Fang Lin's face changed slightly, and then returned to normal, he didn't want Dongmen Xuantian and Murong Zhen to find out about him, so he calmed down and carefully experienced the changes in the sea.

A coercion from the invisible enveloped the soul, as if the ghost of thousands of years was wailing, like the ancient desolate demon beast roaring, the sound was mighty, violent and tragic.

It didn't seem to come from the Heavenly Interception Sutra and the Divine Atlas, Fang Lin gradually felt the meaning of this divine thought, but he endured the endless torment of his soul.

This divine thought seems to come from the eighteen layers of hell, and has been suppressed for thousands of years with endless grievances, as if narrating one tragic plot after another.

This divine thought did not appear for long, and soon disappeared, and the Heavenly Interception Sutra returned to a state of dead silence again.

Fang Lin silently watched the battle on the fighting platform, but countless questions were added to his heart.

First of all, it can be affirmed that the divine thought was definitely not born by his own knowledge of the sea, otherwise the Heavenly Interception Sutra would have changed long ago.

If I am not mistaken, this Netherworld Island contains a Supreme Dao Sutra, and maybe this divine thought comes from the Netherworld!

Thinking of this, Fang Lin's curiosity overpowered his fear, the Dao Sutra that could be comparable to the Interception of Heaven Sutra was definitely a rare scripture in the world.