Before Lin Fan could recover from his shock, he saw a strange smile suddenly appear on the corner of Master Qianzhi's mouth.

"Boy, don't forget, you still have me as an opponent!"

When the words fell, I saw a golden rune flying up in Master Qianzhi's hand, quickly floating in the direction of Lin Fan's body, and the movements in Master Qianzhi's hand continued, one, two, three..... In an instant, countless golden runes wrapped Lin Fan like a net.

It is also strange to say that these golden runes painted with special patterns seem to have magical power, which makes the strength of Lin Fan's body seem to be drained in an instant, looking at the golden runes that flew in, he didn't even make any reaction, just quietly looked at the golden runes and surrounded them little by little.

A golden rune and another golden rune fell together, and then another one, just like that, in front of Lin Fan's eyes, the most strange thing was that after those golden runes were connected, they actually began to rotate around Lin Fan like a spinning top, and under a series of strange changes, Lin Fan suddenly found that everything around him seemed to become very quiet, as if time had frozen.

Lin Fan realized that something was wrong, but when he wanted to break through these golden runes, his divine thoughts were like freezing, and they condensed little by little.

In his eyes, there were suddenly some strange scenes.

After Lin Fan broke free from the shackles of this spiritual power, he found himself in a ruin, surrounded by broken rubble and rubble, like an ancient battlefield, a barren place.

"Oh no, the other party is a master of spiritual power, and even the divine mind is not under me." Lin Fan finally understood.

Fang was careless for a moment, and he had already hit the opponent's spiritual formation.

Just when Lin Fan came back to his senses, the illusory and ethereal voice of Master Qianzhi suddenly came from the void.

"It seems that you have noticed that you are now in the middle of the three thousand worlds, although the old man has been mediocre in martial arts all his life, he has made great achievements in spiritual power, this is the spiritual world that I have condensed all my life, even the earth immortals will be trapped by me here, until the mental and physical strength are all exhausted, this kind of torture will be a million times the damage you caused to my apprentice, enjoy this wonderful moment!"

As the words fell, there was a burst of mocking laughter in the void, and after half a minute, the laughter dissipated little by little.

Three thousand worlds?

Lin Fan also gradually recovered from his shock at this time, although he didn't know why he suddenly appeared here, but obviously he was put together by the old man of Master Qianzhi.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a strong spiritual power cultivator on the earth, and he was distracted by that rune weapon and ignored the existence of this person, otherwise he wouldn't have been hit by this spiritual formation."

The so-called spiritual formation,It is a kind of illusion to trap people in it,In just a moment,People can go through thousands of years in the illusion,If the spirit is not strong,,Will soon be tortured to death by the illusion.。。

Sure enough, when Lin Fan was struggling with the illusion, the surrounding scenery changed again, this time it turned into a vast and boundless sea, Lin Fan originally thought that he had walked out of the ruins, but he didn't expect to become a person floating on the vast sea again.

The most cruel thing about the spiritual world is that people can't distinguish between illusion and reality, so they break down and die in despair.

And as long as he can distinguish between illusion and reality, it is also the key factor to break the shackles of the spiritual world, Lin Fan frowned, looked at the incredible scene in front of him, and sat cross-legged and fell into contemplation.

What the hell is all this going on? Is it a hallucination?

But if it's an illusion, why does everything feel so real?

Lin Fan kept reminding himself that this was just an illusion, he must still be deep in the Royal Villa No. 1 at this time, even if everything around him was so real, the desperate mood was getting heavier and heavier, but Lin Fan was still not defeated, his willpower was constantly burning in self-hypnosis.

Everything in the world is transformed by yin and yang, and there is yin and yang.

If the day is yang and the night is yin, then there must be a balance point between yin and yang, and this balance point must be the key to breaking through the illusion.

Although he had thought of this, this three thousand world was not as easy to crack as he imagined, especially the silence around him, this feeling made Lin Fan extremely uneasy, if it weren't for the strength of his own spiritual power, I am afraid that he would not be able to withstand the brilliance of this illusion on his spirit.

The boundless purgatory, the illusion that can never be escaped, the inability to distinguish between reality and falsehood, this is the terrible thing about this 3,000 world.

Finally, Lin Fan noticed that something was wrong.

There was wind fluttering around, but there was no ripple on the sea.

It's so quiet, it's so quiet.

This silence is like a dead silence, as if the whole world is in chaos, since there is wind, there should be waves, but in front of you is like the Dead Sea, there is no life.

But if it's really just a pool of stagnant water, then everything around it should be fake, but why is this wind so real?

Even Lin Fan could smell the earthy scent that permeated the wind, as well as a bloody smell, all filling his nasal cavity.

In the face of absolute strength, Master Qianzhi may not be as good as Lin Fan, but he knows that Lin Fan is also a mortal, and if he is a human being, he will have weaknesses, so he united with the killer team to distract Lin Fan, and then won by surprise with his own spiritual formation.

It was precisely by virtue of this that Master Qianzhi would not be afraid of Lin Fan's strength, and he calculated that Lin Fan would be interested in that divine pattern weapon, so he took the opportunity to put Lin Fan along.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, Lin Fan sat there cross-legged and closed his eyes, and there was still a quiet area around him, but he seemed to notice a little difference, because he could clearly determine the existence of this trace of wind in this world.

Even though it was so faint, it seemed to seep through a crack.

But this feeling was very real, Lin Fan was sure that the faint wind was definitely not an illusion, and suddenly, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the surroundings had changed again.

This time, he was in the middle of a snow-capped mountain, surrounded by bone-chilling cold, white everywhere, and the sky became bright again.

This shows that Lin Fan has been in this three thousand worlds for a day and a night, but Lin Fan knows that all this is an illusion, looking at the white snow in front of him, this cold seems to pierce the bones.

Lin Fan didn't care about everything in front of him, he continued to close his eyes, feeling the changes around him, this time, it was another faint gust of wind breathing, the same as the first time, Lin Fan could already be sure that this was the real feeling.

Suddenly, Lin Fan opened his eyes again, only to see that the surrounding environment had changed again, the surrounding heat wave was rolling, Lin Fan's whole person seemed to be in an oven, and as far as the eye could see, in front of him was a volcano, and the surrounding magma could be seen everywhere, and the sky was dark again.

Lin Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, first the ruins, then the desert, then the snow-capped mountains, and now the volcanic magma, when all these scenes changed, they were accompanied by darkness and dawn, and without a single change, Lin Fan could clearly feel a trace of wind.

Lin Fan ignored the volcano erupting around him, since it was an illusion, then all this would definitely not cause substantial harm to him, even if this feeling was very real, he still maintained a firm willpower.

Lin Fan closed his eyes, because of the two days and two nights of torment, his willpower had gradually weakened, and even thought of death, countless figures were released in his mind like slides, but it was precisely because of the existence of these people that his willpower was struggling to support.

What is certain is that this Thousand Wisdom Master's spiritual formation is definitely not under Lin Fan's divine sense, this person is comparable to the realm of Earth Immortals in terms of spiritual realm.

However, this is not unusual, after all, the realm on the earth is limited because of the cultivation system, and this spiritual power itself is different from the realm of martial arts, and it is normal to not be restricted.

During this period of time, Lin Fan could be said to have felt too many harsh environments in the Three Thousand Worlds, and even each of them was enough to make people die of despair.

It's just that his willpower is definitely not human, so naturally he will not be affected by these things, even if these things can disturb the divine consciousness and mind, but the spiritual power in his heart is still indestructible.

He was patiently waiting, searching, looking for the unchanging trace of wind in the changing environment.

Finally, once again a faint clear breeze passed, compared to before, Lin Fan could feel the flow of this wind more and more, yes, it was real!

Suddenly, Lin Fan suddenly let out a loud sigh, and with the Xuantian Sword in his hand, he slashed accurately in the direction where the wind came from.

"Break it for me!"

The roar sounded, and Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a yellow-golden rune around him suddenly disperse like withered petals.

A few meters away, Master Qianzhi looked at Lin Fan who walked out of the formation, and his whole face was dead.

He ...... Broken 3000 worlds! ”

......

"Lin Jun is dying!"

On the hill thousands of meters away, the god killer looked at the two golden spears that flew out, and his eyes showed a cold blood.

In the resolute cheeks, there is a god-killing mark in the shape of an axe, which is the mark of the god of killing that only the number one killer in the world deserves.

"With a wise man as a guide, trapping him in the spiritual world, and then killing him with a powerful bombardment weapon, even if he is really an earth immortal, it is impossible to dodge this blow."

Blood surged in the god's eyes, revealing a hint of sympathy.

However, just as the corners of his mouth were pulled upward, he saw a thunderous sound floating from the void, and a cyan figure came like thunder and lightning, flying towards the direction of the two golden spears at the speed of light.

"...... that?"

The god-killing pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill instantly surged above his head.