"The sword in my hand should protect the one I hope for!" Yuan Fan whispered to himself, the dantian recovered, and the endless divine power churned in the Dead Sea at the entrance, walking through the sea, his mind moved slightly, as long as the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land a hundred meters away made a move, he would sacrifice the Extreme Broken Sword and fight against it.

A hundred meters away, it was terrifyingly quiet, and even the ancient trees in this area no longer made a sound, the leaves did not dare to fall, the flowers and plants did not dare to sway, and a vast terrifying force in the field was fluctuating.

Dozens of golden-armored holy soldiers were ready to go, and they were training and fighting outside all the year round, and all ten of them felt that Lin Guangtou and the three of them had a big killing weapon on their bodies, and they were afraid that they would have something bad for the Holy Son, and they wanted to kill him immediately.

"Stand down for me, didn't you hear that it was the three of them who fought with this Holy Son, you guys like this, how do outsiders think of my Immortal Holy Land, do you really want people to gossip and bully more!" The Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land let out a loud shout and waved his hand to the dozens of Golden Armor Holy Soldiers.

"Holy Son! Not to be taken lightly! The golden-armored holy soldier who took the lead knelt down on one knee, bowed his head, and arched his hand.

"Do you need you to teach this Holy Son to do things, get out of the way for me, don't stop me from killing!" The Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land scolded coldly, his eyebrows were gloomy, and his eyes like an abyss flashed with cold light, and there was no trace of temperature in his eyes.

Dozens of people heard this, wearing golden armor and bowing their heads, they could only retreat to the side, but the aura around them did not decrease, and the aura of blood killing was constantly churning.

What happened here had already spread in the dark, and the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land, the strongest holy land in the Eastern Wilderness Mortal Domain, had come out of the customs, attracting many young monks.

At this moment, there are more and more people around, and on the ancient trees a hundred meters away, there are people who stop and watch. From time to time, some people whispered, even though they knew that they would offend this arrogant and domineering son, they also rushed here to witness a big event that shook the younger generation.

Yuan Fan didn't pay attention to the people around him, staring at the young man intently, his blood was boiling, and two traces of black gold sword qi were flashing in the depths of his eyes. He already had a premonition that there would be a big battle, and he had to use his sword to defeat the young man.

As for killing the other party, he was not sure, nor did he have the heart to kill a Great Dao body that had no entanglement with him, and if he provoked a behemoth holy land because of this, it would be worth the loss.

"Brother, let's go on our way!"

Suddenly, the short silence in the forest was broken, and Lin Guang's head shattered his shirt, revealing his white muscles like jade, his eyes glowed, and his whole body was clear, covering his whole body, like a fairy gate god descending into the world.

In his hand, there was no divine weapon, but on his shoulder, and at some point, a cannonball barrel that emitted wanton spiritual power appeared, and with a bang, a white glow was shot, and the terrifying energy was like a laser, like a meteor crossing the sky, extremely bright.

There is no doubt that this is the kind of thermal weapon that the three brothers mentioned to Yuan Fan in Qianji City, which really made them cast, and the special material of the cannonball in it, and the runes containing ten thousand bursting attributes, although they are not psychic, but they have great lethality.

The Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the nearby Baixia cannonballs, and took a step forward.

This step out is a little stroke, in front of him in the void, like rippling water, by a drop of black ink dotted open, the magic is rampant, head-on, in an instant the cannonball bombarded into it.

"It's ...... Stroke world! Someone recognized the spell and exclaimed.

This kind of magic is extremely against the sky, on par with the legendary immortal arts, the ink unfolds, and it transforms into a piece of heaven and earth, even if you are extraordinary against the sky, invincible at the same level, can you shake a piece of heaven and earth.

"This is a spell?! How do you feel the same as a vision! ”

Everyone gasped when they saw the power of this spell, and they all guessed that this spell was an immortal scripture method obtained by the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land when he was five years old.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

Seeing this, Lin Guangtou was also shocked, but he was not afraid, the brilliance of his palm flashed, and a spatial ring was thrown into the cannonball barrel, followed by Baixia cannonballs shot out one after another.

"Boss, boom him, what kind of strokes do you paint the world, Lao Tzu doesn't have anything, it's just a lot of shells!" Han Laosi didn't stop moving, and the cannonball barrel on his shoulder was even wider, with a caliber of half a zhang, which was very amazing.

"Boom, boom."

There was a roar in the field, which at first collapsed like a mountain cliff, and then shook the earth, almost like a tsunami, rumbling. The Baixia cannonballs emitted from the cannonball barrels were even more continuous, dazzling to the extreme, like fireworks bombarding the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land.

This made all the monks watching the battle stunned, stunned in place, and dumbfounded.

What kind of divine weapon is this, I have never heard of it, I have seen it, but it emits such power, I am afraid that any monk in the Inner Dan Realm will not be able to resist it, and it is an exaggeration to say that even the old demon of the Yuanying Realm will be blasted into pulp.

"This.... It doesn't seem that I need my little sword cultivator to help! Yuan Fan stood quietly on the ancient tree, and when he saw this scene, his mouth opened wide, like a colorful wooden chicken.

However, he didn't take it lightly, staring at the direction of the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land, he felt that the young man had not shown a trace of divine power so far, that is to say, this kind of magic was not consumed by the young man.

The Baixia cannonballs roared continuously, and the monks with low cultivation had already withdrawn from the kilometer, only the monks in the late stage of the Inner Dan Realm were still watching the battle, exuding their divine power to protect their bodies.

"Broken!"

At this moment, those energy fluctuations that did not dissipate, in the dazzling brilliance, suddenly a black beam of light appeared, which was very eye-catching.

It's so eye-catching, like a huge black beast flying out of the calm white lake!

Many people saw it clearly, trembling for a while, and quickly retreated with Shenhong.

Yuan Fan pinched the sword finger in his right hand, swirled with divine power, and sacrificed the embroidered golden sword to shock the sword qi in front of him, blocking the aftermath of the energy that erupted outward.

And in the direction of the black beam, there were faintly dozens of golden armors emitting golden light, and the face of the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land was not wavering, and he walked out slowly.

"With such a broken weapon, I don't know what qualifications I have to fight with this Holy Son!" His words were cold, as if he was angered by Lin Guangtou and Han Laosi's actions, and a wisp of energy with terrifying fluctuations overflowed from his forehead.

"Really!" As soon as his words fell, Han Laosan's voice sounded, panting and laughing wildly, and said, "Then let you try the taste of Lao Tzu's cannon." ”

Yuan Fan looked at it when he heard the voice, this time, his expression was completely frozen, more solemn, and he felt a trace of danger from the "cannon" behind Han Laosan.

It was a huge golden cannon, the muzzle of the cannon was one foot wide, and the whole body was engraved with runes, and even within it, he felt a trace of "Dao pattern" aura, like a huge three-legged golden toad lying there.

The golden glow blooms, the whole body is endowed with luster and texture, and wisps of golden energy, like lightning, are intertwined and shine out. Seeing this scene, everyone showed extremely solemn expressions, and they all felt the danger, and they continued to scan with powerful divine senses.

"Hey, this thing has some meaning, if this king gets it, find some rare treasures to transform it, maybe it can blast through an ancient holy place!"

A thousand meters away, the big yellow dog was lying on a boulder, looking over there. It is very doggy, and has long since retreated here, knowing full well that it has not yet recovered, and cannot provoke right and wrong.

"Hehe, it's really a good thing, those three people are really rare talents, they have found another strange path on the road of cultivation, if they don't fall today, they will definitely be blockbusters in the future, and I don't know if I have the opportunity to make friends with such a genius." The voice of the drunkard fat Taoist priest sounded on the side, the big wine jug in his hand kept shaking, and when he heard the sound of wine, he smirked again.

"You dead fat, you just drink to death!" The big yellow dog bared his teeth, disgusted to hear the fat man's voice, and cursed.

"Don't worry, if you want to die, you will die first. As the saying goes, the dead road dog does not die and the poor road is also! The fat Taoist priest retorted.

"Damn, dead fat man, you followed this king first, and then you sneaked attack, and wanted to kill me with others to drink soup, this is the matter, I haven't troubled you yet, do you want to fight again!" The big yellow dog got up angrily, his big paws scratched the boulder and made a screeching sound, and on his big black and white face, two fangs were like steel knives, spitting saliva.

"Damn, who is afraid of you, if it spreads and says that Poor Dao doesn't dare to fight with a soil dog, won't he be laughed off!"

Not to be outdone, the drunkard fat Taoist priest looked confused, staggered and got up suddenly, sacrificed the soft sword, and was about to fight with the big yellow dog.

"Boom!"

It's just that just before a man and a dog fought together, the sound of a big explosion came from a thousand kilometers away, and then the endless divine light broke through the sky, the clouds were scattered, and the aura was agitated, and from there it swept in all directions, and the terrifying power fluctuated unpredictably, shaking everyone who was watching the battle back, and dimming the brilliance of their entire body of divine power.

"Look for death!"

The Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land roared, and from that side came, a brilliant divine light pierced the sky. Within a kilometer, the ancient trees were shattered one after another, and the boulders in the forest were instantly shaken into powder, creating even more terrifying fluctuations in power, causing the retreated monks to fall from the sky, coughing up blood in their mouths, like the sun erupting, and nothing could stop them.

The three Lin Guangtou brothers were also among them, and their bodies were shocked into the sky. They all fell into a coma, their lives and deaths were unknown, the suits they were wearing were tattered, and their bodies were covered with dense small scars, as if they were about to be torn, which was extremely terrifying.

"This is the most humiliating time since the Holy Son came out, I want to slap the bodies of the three of you into flesh, and imprison your souls at the bottom of the Falling Immortal Cliff!"

The voice of the Holy Son of the Immortal Holy Land was cold, and the evil aura in his eyes was turbulent, spreading throughout this area. He stepped on the Divine Rainbow and rushed into the air, waving his big hand, he was about to kill and imprison the souls of Lin Guangtou and the three people.

"The Great Dao Body is so powerful?!" Many people stood a kilometer away, stunned.

"When he was five years old, he fell into the fairy cliff alone. Now that ten years have passed from retreat, looking at the younger generation, who else can compete with him and fight with him! "People have to be shocked, it's a real pride.

"Whew!"

However, something happened that no one expected.

I saw that in the far sky, a broken sword swirled around the sword qi, a sword sound shook the world, and a tiny figure radiated a divine light all over the body, brilliant, turning into a sword light and breaking through the sky.