Now that Jing Fan has spoken, others naturally have few objections, after all, many people here respect Lu Zhan, but they also know that the person who Lu Zhan admires the most is Jing Fan. [Ran^Text^Library] [].d.m

"How do we act?" Lu Zhan also nodded slightly, expressing agreement.

Jing Fan didn't speak, turned around and looked outside, now for so long, they have always been in a passive position, and now finally sometimes, they can take the initiative.

One night half a month later, in a small hotel in the Xiling Holy Land, more than a dozen black-clothed people gathered in front of a table of eight immortals with serious faces.

"According to the intelligence, we have now found out clearly, among the original strongholds of the Xiling Holy Land in Jing, there is a group of Heaven Protector forces remaining, usually they have always been like rats celebrating the festival, and they don't dare to come out at all, this time, we will take the initiative and take them to the pot!"

Ga Ga, who was standing beside Jing Fan, was also gearing up, his face was full of excitement, now, his strength has also succeeded in reaching the Seven Star Sect, but he has never fully exerted himself, and now he has such an opportunity, how can he let it go?

Jing Fan groaned slightly, and only said after a while: "The current West Spirit Holy Land is no longer the original West Spirit Holy Land, the Holy Mother of West Spirit has left, according to the results of the investigation, there is only one strong man of the Eight Desolations in it, and there are seven other strong people of the Seven Star Sect, these are the key points of our consideration, as for the other little minions, it doesn't matter!"

Speaking of this, Jing Fan also turned his head to look at an old man in sackcloth beside him, arched his hand slightly, and said, "Elder Guzhu, as for that strong man of the Eight Desolations, you will have to make a move in a while!"

This Gu Zhu Elder is an elder of the famous generation of the Gu family, he has been in retreat before, and he has not come out until recently, and his strength has already entered the Eight Desolations, and now he is a powerhouse of the Eight Desolations Dual Heaven Realm.

Elder Guzhu opened his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at Jing Fan, nodded slightly, sighed in his mouth, and said: "Old man should do his best, how many people have been ruined and killed by this protector of the sky, the way of heaven is not benevolent to all things as dogs, we should fight against it!"

Several other people also nodded one after another, these people were all good hands brought out by Jing Fan from the Heavenly Sword Sect, there were a total of twelve people, and the lowest strength was also the powerhouse of the Six Dao Monarchs.

"That's good, let's set off, fight quickly, and if we encounter a resisting protector of the sky, we will all be killed!"

Jing Fan's eyes flashed with a cold color, and his voice said coldly.

Soon, more than a dozen figures rushed out quickly, so fast, moving quickly through the space, without the slightest energy fluctuation.

The twelve people quickly sneaked into the courtyard of the Xiling Holy Land, and quickly separated from each other, Jing Fan was still with Gaga, looking at the cunning essence flashing in Gaga's eyes, his heart instantly understood.

"Let's go!"

Jing Fan smiled faintly, and even though he moved forward quickly, the surging energy quickly impacted, and his body appeared a few feet away in the blink of an eye.

"Boy, be careful, there's a lot of cats in here!" Ga Ga rushed over in another direction while transmitting the sound to Jing Fan, you know, his purpose is the treasure house.

Jing Fan nodded slightly, and used his soul power to investigate carefully.

"Who's who?

Suddenly, just as Jing Fan was about to walk forward, a figure suddenly shouted.

Jing Fan was stunned, he obviously didn't exude the slightest breath, how did the other party find out?

However, just as he was thinking like this, not far in front of him, a black shadow quickly rushed out, his hand raised and fell, and the silver light swept by, and the figure in front of him was quickly solved in an instant.

This time, Jing Fan saw clearly that it was none other than Bao Meng who had just made a move.

He also saw Jing Fan, nodded slightly at the latter, and quickly touched forward.

Jing Fan didn't think much about it, he quickly followed, I don't know why, since he stepped here, he had an extremely strange feeling in his heart, as if everything here seemed extremely wrong.

Soon, the twelve people who were separated by Jing Fan had already arrived in the interior of the Xiling Holy Land, but there were only a few unknown minions encountered along the way, and the so-called powerhouses of the Eight Desolations and the seven powerhouses of the Seven Star Sect had not seen them at all.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Jing Fan's brows furrowed tightly, and the eyes of the Gu Zhu Elder on the side were also looking around, but unfortunately he didn't find the slightest thing at all.

Gaga's brows were also furrowed, he was born with a sense of treasures, here, he could feel a lot of treasures, but he couldn't find them after looking for a long time.

After a while, almost everyone's eyes were focused on Jing Fan's body at once, and their eyes were full of inquiry.

Jing Fan was silent for a while, and then said: "I think, we have entered a formation from the beginning, and everything here is more like a conspiracy of that group of sky protectors!"

As soon as his words fell, a wild laugh rang out quickly in this space.

"Haha, it's really worthy of Jing Fan, the most outstanding genius of the Chen family back then, and he was discovered by you!"

A sneer full of sarcasm came, and several people were stunned for a moment, and quickly looked up, and in the space in front of them, an illusory figure also slowly appeared.

Jing Fan knew that this was not a real person, but a phantom projected by using the formation.

"You're the Lingkong Zi, the only powerhouse of the Eight Desolations who guards the stronghold of this Western Spirit Holy Land, right?"

Jing Fan looked at the projected phantom and said slowly.

The old man was obviously stunned by Jing Fan's words, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a strange color appeared in them, and then he also smiled faintly, and opened his mouth and said: "Boy, I didn't expect you to inquire so clearly, it seems that you have done a lot of work for this!"

As he spoke, the projection of the old man's own body began to slowly become illusory, and an old laughing voice also sounded in this space.

"But, boy, I'm telling you, it's all useless, even if you know this, it won't help, because all of you here will die soon, and you will be able to come here in this life to end, and fight against the Heavenly Dao, this is the most stupid behavior in your life......"

A huge sound came, and the space began to slowly transform, and the original phantom disappeared completely at this moment, and the surrounding space also changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, there was a lot of blood all around, and it was as strange as Shura's hell.