Because Lin Xiafan told him that he would secretly support him during this period of time, and after he ruled the fairy world, he would be named the great history of the frontier. 2. Therefore, this fellow Taoist secretly supports Lin Xiafan, and there is no loss in supporting him.

Isn't it just a few magic weapons, he can refine them at will, if Lin Xiafan really rules the fairy world, then he is the great history of Kaifeng, if he can't rule, he won't lose anything. Moreover, Lin Xiafan also told him that as long as he supplied himself with 30,000 medium-grade immortal weapons, Lin Xiafan would pass on a set of Emperor-level martial arts, and this business was not done by idiots.

After he heard about the Heavenly Emperor-level martial arts, he began to work overtime to refine them, just like those disciples under the Seven Peaks Sect, and also found many fellow Daoists to cooperate and ask them to support him.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm willing to be your woman, be your Taoist companion, no, be your slave!" Some of the female disciples of the Wanyan Sect, in order to survive, began to beg these disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect who killed people without blinking.

"Let me die!" The other party did not let her go because she was beautiful or begged for mercy, but instead slashed at her with a heavy sword in his hand.

"Slow!" the voice of Lin Xiafan roared in their ears.

"Boss, didn't you say that both men and women should be killed?" they asked, thinking of what Lin Xiafan had just said.

"I've changed my attention now, catch the woman and send it to me, the man, kill them all!" Lin Xiafan thought of these beauties, if they were killed like this, it would be a pity, if they didn't eat themselves, they could be sent to the old cousins in Linjia Village as wives.

"Well, this time, you're lucky, you died in my hands just now, and there are more than a dozen beautiful women. This disciple of the Seven Peaks Sect took back the heavy sword in his hand and snorted coldly at this beauty.

"......" This woman was scared for a while, if it weren't for Lin Xiafan's voice, her fate would be the same as those of the same sect, she was killed by these ruthless Seven Peaks Sect disciples, and she didn't even let go of the Yuan Shen.

"All of you beauties surrender, otherwise, if I catch up, don't blame me for being polite and kill you all!" The disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect who were chasing behind, heard their boss say that he would not kill women, but he would catch them and send them to him

Under this roar, it really had an effect, and the female brother of Wan Yanzong, who ran for an unknown number of miles, stopped with both feet, because they knew. If you continue to flee like this, if you are caught up by them, you will really be killed, and if you surrender, you will at most be caught, locked up, and reduced to a female slave, as if you were beheaded.

"That's right, come with me, go back with me, maybe, my boss is in a good mood and will accept you as a harem. "They thought of their own boss, snatched their suzerain's palace and turned it into their own harem.

"......" The female brother of Wan Yanzong who was fleeing was speechless for a while.

"Don't look at me like this, the woman who can be my boss is a blessing that you have cultivated in a few lifetimes, thinking of my boss's woman, queue up tens of thousands of miles away. You know, my boss said that if you destroy your sect, you will be destroyed, how about it, it's amazing, I said the same thing!" This disciple of the Seven Peaks Sect looked at her with an angry look and said.

When the other party heard this, his heart was a little balanced, if he was really so powerful, he could be his harem, it would definitely be much stronger than practicing in Wanyan Sect, and it would be better if he got a point.

At this time, Lin Xiafan didn't care how many women they had caught for him, he only knew that he personally led more than a hundred senior brothers and sisters to the depths of the Wanyan Sect, to their sect master, the place of the elders.

The younger brothers in the back, according to Lin Xiafan's request, began to clean up Wan Yanzong, took the corpses that were killed, and took the space ring from their hands. And the same is true of the corpses below that were burned into charcoals, put away all the magic weapons and space rings on their bodies, whether they are low-grade or high-grade spiritual weapons, they can all be taken away, and those that they don't need can be sent back to the earth to be sold as rags for money.

"You, you are so poisonous, you are so ruthless......" The seriously injured and dying Sect Master Wan Yan, when he saw Lin Xiafan and his party appearing on this mountain, he vomited blood and scolded while pointing at Lin Xiafan.

"I'm so poisonous, I'm so ruthless? You're joking with me, hehe, compared to you, I'm still tender, originally, we have no grievances, you let the three old immortals, go and sneak attack me, a handsome guy who is so handsome that all men in the world are jealous of the little peasant, you say, I won't destroy your sect, how can I be worthy of my identity as a small peasant. Lin Xiafan looked at him coldly and said.

"......" stood behind Lin Xiafan, senior sister, senior brothers, when he heard Lin Xiafan's words, he was speechless, and nodded again, indicating that he was not only handsome, but also powerful, and awesome.

"Surround them, none of them can be let go!" Lin Xiafan finished speaking, waving to the younger brothers behind him.

"Yes!"

Even if they don't need Lin Xiafan to say it, they will surround these old ghosts who are not dead, holding the Xuanming Immortal Sword, as long as Lin Xiafan gives his orders, they will definitely kill these old ghosts of the Wanyan Sect here.

"We are all like this, do we still want to kill them all?" said to this group of young people with a discouraged look on his face.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what that treasure was, so powerful that the sect that had been inherited for tens of thousands of years was destroyed by that silver magic weapon all of a sudden.

There is only one thing, he can be sure, the Taishan Sect may have been destroyed by it in this way, and what is even more terrifying, this magic weapon comes from the hands of the young man in front of him.

He regretted it, he regretted it in his heart, if he didn't send someone to attack this young sect master of the Seven Peaks Sect, maybe his sect would not be destroyed.

"There is a saying in my hometown, weeding must be rooted, otherwise, the spring breeze blows and grows, if you have any wishes, what last words, just say it, I can give you a happy one!" Lin Xiafan said to these old ghosts who wanted to drink their own blood.

"......" They heard Lin Xiafan's words and knew that Lin Xiafan would not let them go.

They are cultivators, they have practiced for thousands of years, and they have finally cultivated to today's level, how can they be willing to tie their hands and catch it, fight it, if they fight, maybe there is still a trace of vitality, if they don't fight, there is only a dead end!

"Kill!" Sect Master Wan Yan sacrificed a golden ancient long sword, used the last trace of true yuan in his body to kill and said, "You go, escape, he will avenge me again in the future!"

"Sect Master!" These elders, seeing that their sect master was burning their own primordial gods, turned into powerful immortal power, and worked hard with Lin Xiafan to fight to the death.

"Let's go!" Wan Yanzong sprayed a mouthful of blood on his weapon, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Lin Xiafan and the others, and muttered in his mouth:

"Heavenly Flame Burning Dao!"

Tianyan Burning Dao is a peerless martial art of the Wanyan Sect, I don't know how many years it has been inherited, and I don't know how many cultivators dream of martial arts. Terrible, not this martial arts, but the suzerain of this sect, from generation to generation, has inherited a heavenly flame, a terrible flame, a fire flame from the beginning of heaven and earth, a fire flame that is more terrible than the true fire of Samadhi.

"Cloth Sword Formation, none of them can be let go, this old ghost, leave it to me!" Lin Xiafan saw that Wan Yanzong was helping these seriously injured old ghosts break through.

"Okay, boss, be careful, I heard that the Heavenly Flame Burning Dao of Wanyan Sect is very powerful!"