The bone-chilling snow water touching his face, coupled with the pain of the wound, made Mr. Ling grin.

He lost the battle.

Not only did he lose a mess, but he was also trampled under his feet and lost face.

And Lin Fan's palm was raised, looking at the posture, he was ready to use his palm edge to live and die.

This fell in Mr. Ling's eyes, and Mr. Ling panicked.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, Fog Hidden Island won't let you go!"

The man at his feet pleaded, but he didn't care about face.

The leader of the Demon Sect kills people like hemp, and he is bold, even if he reports his origins, no matter how big the backer is, the other party will not be merciful when he moves.

Say. ”

Lin Fan squinted his eyes, his face was cold, his palm stopped in mid-air, and he did not withdraw his palm.

Mr. Ling looked at Lin Fan's action of raising his palm, and said with palpitations: "I can't hide it, I don't have a way to lift the curse seal. ”

"If you want to break the spell, you must go to the Fog Hidden Island. ”

"I am very dissatisfied with your answer. ”

Lin Fan pressed down with his palm.

"Don't, don't!"

Mr. Ling's eyes were anxious: "What I said is true, the Bitter Silence Heart Sword is a spell mark that only exists on the Fog Hidden Island, and it can be solved by ordinary methods." When I set foot on the continent this time, I didn't expect to use the Sword of Bitter Silence on such a large scale. ”

"My life now is only in your thoughts, and I dare not lie. I really didn't carry the spell solution, I didn't lie to you. ”

"What's your name, who is it from Fog Hidden Island?"

Lin Fan's face sank, looking at the other party's reaction, it seemed that he really didn't carry the method of solving the curse.

Mr. Ling said: "Ling Seqing, I am one of the three first seats of Fog Hidden Island. If you want to save your subordinates, you can't kill me for the time being, and I can take you to the Endless Strait to the Fog Hidden Island. As long as you reach the Fog Hidden Island, the curse mark can naturally be solved, which is also the only way to remove the curse mark. ”

When Lin Fan heard this, his face was dark.

He has been the leader of the Demon Sect for many years, and he knows the power structure of the mainland well.

But when you look at the Endless Strait, you don't know much about it.

The so-called foggy heavy building outside the mountain has never been heard of before.

I didn't know that there were still sect forces in the Endless Strait.

With such an experience, if you want to enter the Endless Strait to find the Fog Hidden Island, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Fog Hidden Island doesn't want to be an enemy of your sect, I'm doing this because I'm confused for a while, it's my personal ......"

Ling Seqing stared at Lin Fan tightly, and a low voice came out of his mouth.

Lin Fan was thinking in his heart, and suddenly felt a cold light rise under his feet.

A sharp sword condensed from snow water rose from the side of Ling Seqing's head, aiming directly at Lin Fan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

At such a short distance, an ordinary Tongtian Realm powerhouse had no possibility of dodging at all if he was not paying attention.

The sharp sword light rushed towards his face, causing Lin Fan to feel a tingling pain in his face.

One can imagine what will happen to you when you really come into contact with the sword.

The other party's sneak attack, which is poised to launch, has long been brewed.

There is no compromise at all.

Seen so much.

I really haven't seen it in vain...... Lin Fan said secretly in his heart.

He slapped his palm mercilessly, heading towards the incoming sword.

The sharp sword was smashed by the palm shadow and scattered into ice slag.

The palm shadow continued to print, and a palm slapped on his chest in Ling Seqing's exclamation.

"Why!"

The other party let out a scream.

There was disbelief in the voice.

At such a short distance, his sudden attack can be easily cracked by the other party.

The sharp pain soon caused Ling Seqing's eyes to flutter, and her teeth chattered.

Lin Fan smashed the sword with this palm, and the remaining strength slapped on Ling Seqing's chest, but did not take the other party's life.

But the other party's injuries are on top of injuries, and it is already the end of the crossbow.

"This seat gives you a chance to confess, but you don't know how to cherish it, it's sad. ”

Lin Fan sighed slightly, and stood with his two fingers.

There was a silver glow on the fingertips.

It is a unique finger unique to the High Priest of the Demon Cult.

Since the last time he copied Li Cangyue's shocking finger, it was not difficult for Lin Fan to perform it again.

It's just that the power is definitely not as good as the genuine shock.

But it was enough to deal with the defenseless Ling Seqing.

A finger pointed towards the position of Ling Seqing's dantian, and the silver glow broke into the snow like a wisp of flame, penetrating Ling Seqing's dantian.

Ling Seqing's eyes widened, and an extremely terrifying expression appeared on his face.

was abolished dantian, and his cultivation was scattered, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"No, you can't do that, you ......"

Ling Seqing roared loudly, hoarse.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Fan stepped on his face again, suppressing the words in his mouth.

At this time, above the dragon chariot, the eagle leaped up in the air and landed on Lin Fan's side.

"Sect Master, this person can be handed over to his subordinates to deal with. ”

Ying Bokong said, looking at Ling Seqing, who was trampled on by Lin Fan.

"Take it back and interrogate it properly. ”

Lin Fan commanded at the eagle, turned around and returned to the dragon chariot.

"Yes. ”

The eagle responded in the air, and carried Ling Seqing on the dragon chariot.

Take a break.

Lin Fan tried twice to dissolve the curse mark for Taiyue, but to no avail.

Long Yuan had to turn around and fly towards the main altar of the Demon Sect, and then find another way after returning to the sect.

As time slowly passed, the dragon chariot leaped over Tianze and slowly stopped.

Ying Bokong came to Lin Fan and reported: "Sect Master, there is a situation ahead. ”

Lin Fan hummed and motioned for the eagle to report in the air.

Yingbo said: "There is a mountain in front of you, and there is a temple on the mountain. ”

When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately raised his eyelids.

He didn't know why Long Yuan stopped.

But there is a mountain in front of you, and there is a temple on the mountain.

Is there still an old monk in the temple?

"What's wrong. ”

Sect Master Lin asked casually.

Ying Bokong said: "There is an old monk in the temple who claims to ask to see the sect leader. ”

Lin Fan was speechless for a while.

I'm just thinking about it.

There is really an old monk in the temple.

"What is the matter of asking to see this seat?"

Lin Fan groaned.

Ying Bokong shook his head: "I don't know, but this person's subordinates look familiar, as if they are the bitter Zen master of Qinglian Temple." ”

Kuzen Master ......

Lin Fan quickly searched for his memory.

Qinglian Temple is a line of Buddhism, and its overall strength is not inferior to any of the three holy places, and even surpasses it, which is unfathomable.

It's just that Qinglian Temple has always had no quarrel with the world, regardless of the rivers and lakes.

The group of monks in the temple have no desires and no desires, neither want to do earth-shattering things, nor cause trouble, and want to dominate the rivers and lakes.

Every day, I only eat fasting and chant Buddha in the temple, pursue the true meaning of Buddhism, and say a word of Amitabha.

Qinglian Temple has a harmonious relationship with various sects.

The Demon Cult has always observed, observed, observed, and observed.

Anyway, the other party will not take the initiative to cause trouble.

Nor will they invade the Demon Cult on a large scale under the slogan of doing the right thing for heaven.

To put it bluntly, Qinglian Temple is very salty.

As an older generation of monks in Qinglian Temple, Master Kuzen was quiet and inactive, and should have stayed in the temple to practice Buddhism, regardless of the grievances of the rivers and lakes.

Now that I have come to see myself, the leader of the Demon Sect, what do I want?

Lin Fan pondered in his heart.

Could it be that Qinglian Temple has also joined the army of crusading against the Demon Sect?

If this is the case, the Demon Cult will have one more formidable opponent.