Under the Great Array of the Sea of Clouds, any formation can become a killing array.

Ordinary Transformation Realm Grandmaster, once he enters this formation, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

With Lin Fan's order, the clouds and tides in the entire sea of clouds surged, and the mist that covered the sky and the sun was like a waterfall falling from the sky.

Long Aotian looked at the sudden change in the wind and clouds in the array, and there was only a look of horror in his eyes.

At this moment, he understood the horror of Master Lin's name.

This is not only a master, it is simply comparable to a god-like existence.

He finally understood where the ominous premonition in his heart came from when he entered here.

"As far as I'm concerned, you're just an ant, and it's useless to kill you and use my Cloud Sea Great Array."

"But it's a pity that if you are a member of the Baji Sect or a lackey of the Lin family, I won't let you leave here alive."

Rumble!

A thunderbolt exploded in the air, and a golden light swept through the sky, churning and rushing in the sea of clouds, and it was amber.

Long Aotian's heart sank, his scalp was about to explode, trapped in this sea of clouds array, this kind of spiritual consumption was huge, even if he was a grandmaster, he couldn't withstand the oppression of this formation.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Fan deadly, "Boy, don't be too crazy, I admit that the old man walked into your formation today, but don't underestimate the Baji Gate, let alone the Lin family, as long as there is Luo Wuji's name there, he is the only scorching sun in this Jiangdong!" ”

Lin Fan sneered and said, "Luo Wuji, is he very strong?" ”

Long Aotian's body became heavier and heavier, he obviously felt that this big array was devouring his martial cultivation, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "You know Ye Yuntian, he was born in Jiangcheng twenty years ago, and swept all the way to all martial arts powerhouses, the only time he drew was a battle with Luo Wuji, and that was twenty years ago, and now Luo Wuji is far beyond what you can imagine, he is the closest person in the world to spy on the martial arts god realm, do you say such a person is strong?" ”

"As long as you let me go today and belong to the Baji Gate, I can protect you from death in front of the Lin family, and the road of life and death is in front of you, how do you choose?"

Long Aotian stared at Lin Fan's eyes tightly, and there was a bit of threat in his tone.

In the three provinces of Jiangdong, no one has ever dared to be disrespectful to Luo Wuji.

"What kind of thing is Luo Wuji, dare me to be classified into the Eight Poles Gate, he is also worthy?"

Lin Fan smiled coldly, with a mockery in his eyes.

"How many people from the Baji Gate come, how many I will kill! Before he finds me, I'm going to write gifts for him. ”

The killing intent in Lin Fan's eyes became more and more intense, and he pressed away step by step.

Long Aotian's eyes no longer had the same composure as before, and they were filled with horror in an instant.

"You...... You can't kill me, you'll regret it! ”

Lin Fan sneered, "Really? ”

Long Aotian's face changed suddenly, the grandmaster had no courage, and he instantly begged, "Master Lin, as long as you don't kill me, I can do anything for you, I know you have a holiday with the Lin family, as long as you promise not to kill me, I am willing to work for you and stay by Lin Qilin's side to be your eyeliner." ”

"After today, I will surrender to you!"

Lin Fan looked at Long Aotian's frightened look coldly, and a sneer crossed his heart, the dignified grandmaster would also be frightened in the face of life and death.

It's a pity that the strong don't need others to negotiate any conditions with them.

It doesn't matter if it's a stone or a mountain in front of you.

Crush it!

He would never let go of a person who threatened his daughter's safety and walked out of this Junban mountain alive.

Lin Fan's eyes sank, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Open your eyes and take a good look at why the world worships me as God!"

As the words fell, there was a loud bang in the sky.

Thundered!

Thunder roared, as if the heavenly tribulation fell in the sky.

In the midst of the thunder, a golden light swooped down from the sky.

With a burst of shouts in Lin Fan's mouth, a golden dragon seemed to fall from the sky, and in Long Aotian's frightened gaze, it penetrated from the center of his eyebrows, and his whole person didn't even let out a scream, and suddenly together with a martial arts cultivator, it turned into the spiritual rhyme in the sea of clouds, and was gradually absorbed by this golden dragon.

After absorbing Long Aotian's cultivation, the golden dragon's body obviously became a little longer, and he obediently crawled a few times at Lin Fan's feet, as if he was coquettish, and then turned his head and rushed into the sea of clouds.

Lin Fan's eyes froze, the power of the Cloud Sea Great Array was as good as he imagined, even a Grandmaster of Long Aotian's level could easily bombard it, with this set of Great Array running through this place, few people in the world dared to break into it.

He stepped forward and picked up a hall master sign that had fallen from Long Aotian's body, and a divine thought was imprinted, and the three words Master Lin appeared on the brand.

Early the next morning, Lin Fan was woken up by a phone call.

The call was from Qin Yinshuang, and she asked Lin Fan on the phone if she was at the top of Junban Mountain, saying that she had arrived at the foot of the mountain and had an urgent matter to discuss with Lin Fan.

Lin Fan immediately went out to greet her, and when she saw Qin Yinshuang, she looked flustered, and her face was not very good-looking.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan asked.

Qin Yinshuang said with a solemn face, "Last night, the disappearance of Long Aotian, the master of the Four Gates on the Eight Pole Gate, caused the Eight Pole Gate to shake, and the whole gate was extremely angry, and even caused the Martial Alliance to participate in it, does this matter have anything to do with you?" ”

Long Aotian disappeared in Jiangcheng, and it was understandable that the Qin family received the news as soon as possible.

"That's right, I killed it." Lin Fan said lightly.

Qin Yinshuang frowned slightly, with a look of worry in her eyes.

She didn't expect Lin Fan to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, and as soon as he came back, he would get into big trouble with the Baji Gate.

"Lin Fan, the people of the Eight Extremes Sect may find out about you soon, you have to be prepared."

Qin Yinshuang could think of Lin Fan for the first time, how could Luo Wuji not think of it.

Lin Fan nodded, and said with a slight smile, "It's okay, I've already ordered someone to send a big gift to the Baji Gate." ”

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Western Sichuan District, Tanggu Mountains.

As far as the eye can see, there is a blank of snow.

This cold mountain range is covered with snow all year round, and the temperature above the peaks is several kilometers above sea level, and the temperature is around minus 50 degrees.

Not to mention people, even animals have a hard time surviving in such extreme weather.

However, on the top of a certain peak in the mountain range, there was a black shadow that sat quietly on the top of the mountain as unmoved as a pine.

Thin clothes, moving with the cold wind.

After a closer look, I found that there was an old man with white hair sitting here, but the old man's face was very young, and if he only looked at his face, he might only be in his twenties.

On his body, a layer of light frost hangs, but his breathing is unusually steady, like a sculpture perched on a mountain peak, his eyes closed, and between his two fingers, an invisible thin thread is held.

The thread in the old man's hand was as if it were real, he had been sitting here for a month, and the thread had never disappeared or broken.

Condensation into filament, condensation into threads.

This is the embodiment of the martial arts, and ordinary grandmaster-level martial artists may not be able to condense into such a line in their entire lives, let alone keep it for a month.

At this moment, I saw an invisible thin thread in his hand pull violently.

At the end of the thin line, on a mountain peak a hundred meters away, a snow-white insect was suddenly pulled out of a fingertip-thick hole.

"The thousand-year-old snow silkworm, I've waited so long, and I finally got it!"

The old man showed a smile in his eyes and put the snow-white silkworm in his bag.

At this moment, a helicopter circled overhead, and soon a figure suddenly landed from the plane, like a bird falling from the sky, and a mist behind it turned into two pairs of giant wings covering the sky, and landed steadily on the top of the snowy mountain.

"Door Master!"

The man stepped forward and bowed to the bow.

The facial features are like a beautiful man on an ancient picture scroll, with lancet eyebrows, a pair of charming Danfeng eyes, and a bit of femininity in his gestures.

"Feng Qingyu, why did you come here suddenly?" The old man turned around slowly, a look of surprise in his eyes.

He was in retreat here, and he ordered no one to come and disturb him unless he had important business.

The man stepped forward and said respectfully, "Door Master, something happened to the Eight Pole Gate, and the Dragon Hall Master may have been killed." ”

Hearing this, the old man's brows furrowed instantly, and a cold light wrinkled in his eyes.

Hiss!

The eyes are like knives, and the air is grinning.

All around it, the snow that covered the mountain peaks shook faintly, as if it trembled in the midst of such a gaze.

This is the true Grandmaster's wrath, which can trigger changes in nature.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu immediately lowered his head, not daring to face the old man's angry gaze.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear that the old man would be angry.

Everything shakes, and snow-capped mountains collapse.

"Who is it?"

Feng Qingyu lowered his head and carefully handed over Long Aotian's token.

The old man's gaze swept faintly at the token, and there was a luster in his eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Master Lin?"

"Huh...... Provoking me in this way, Luo Wuji, even if I send out a duel like you, and ask, do you dare to fight? ”