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Half a month later, after hundreds of bloody battles, Lin Qingfan stabbed to death a Zerg powerhouse with one shot, and then entered a valley.

The birdsong in the valley is crisp and beautiful, the vegetation is abundant, the giant trees are towering, and there are several clear springs, which is very pleasant.

This battle can be described as a battle that fell apart, and even Lin Qingfan was not lightly injured, so he entered the valley to cultivate!

"You're okay, you've shed a lot of blood!" As soon as she entered the valley, Lan Youyue finally couldn't help but care.

At this moment, most of Lin Qingfan's body was injured, and blood flowed, staining his clothes, which was shocking!

"I can't die, don't worry!" Lin Qingfan raised his hand and rubbed Lan Youyue's little head, and looked at her with a smile: "I'm about to cry like a little flower cat, and it won't be beautiful if I cry again!"

After trying her best to fight so much, Lan Youyue saw Lin Qingfan injured for the first time, and moreover, he had shed so much blood.

"I'm not crying, you heal quickly!" Lan Youyue raised her little hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and said in a low voice.

Lin Qingfan nodded, didn't say more, when he sat down cross-legged, he began to heal!

After a few hours, the injured body was intact again, Lin Qingfan resolutely stood up, looked up at the sky, and his eyes once again glowed with a monstrous battle intent!

"Let's go, my battle is not over!"

This ancient land is incomparably vast, divided into ten major regions, and Lin Qingfan has been fighting in the central region for a few days.

In order to fight for the source of the Dao, a terrifying battle was triggered, and similarly, the news of the source of the Dao came from the western region, the southern region, the northern region, etc., and he didn't have time to rush there yet.

Since stabbing that Zerg powerhouse to death with one shot, Lin Qingfan has become the master of this area, and the remaining trialists are all intimidated by his terrifying strength and dare not compete with him.

Since then, the name of the Killing God has spread in the central region, so much so that some other regions have also heard of Lin Qingfan's name!

"Hmph, I'm going to meet that kid soon, this time, I will definitely kill him!" the second prince of the Yu clan looked at the central area with gloomy eyes, and said.

"He won't live for a few days!" The eldest prince **** wore his upper body, and his bronzed skin flashed with strange runes, like a secret treasure, flowing with the luster of metal!

All forces, gathered in the central part, this will be a gathering of the strong!

It seemed that he also felt the opportunity of the coming war, Lin Qingfan searched in the central area, did not stop, he set out on the road again, crossed one barren mountain ridge after another, and came to another vibrant ancient land.

It's a pity that the princes of the Yu clan have already left and left this area, but Lin Qingfan and the other person looked at each other across a mountain range for a moment.

This person is Motian, he is very powerful, and the name of Motian has also spread throughout the battlefield, he swept through the western region, and slashed three dragon stage powerhouses with a black gold demon halberd, shaking Xiye, and his prestige is not weaker than Lin Qingfan!

Demon Tian looked at him from a distance of dozens of miles, and finally lifted the black gold magic halberd and disappeared on the horizon.

"What a terrifying aura, can you win a big battle?" As Motian left, the oppressive aura slowly disappeared, and Lan Youyue broke out in a cold sweat, and her little face turned pale with fright.

"He's very strong......" Lin Qingfan looked at the back of Motian leaving, and said lightly.

"Well, then who are you all powerful?" Lan Youyue was very innocent, with beautiful big eyes, and her blue eyes were flashing.

However, Lin Qingfan did not return and turned to leave.

Then, Lin Qingfan entered the battlefield in the southern region, where there were big battles and small battles, and there were wars everywhere, and all kinds of monks were fighting frantically, just to get the source of the Dao.

Lin Qingfan's arrival caused a riot, he swept through the central region, and now he came across the region, making many strong people nervous.

"You are Lin Qingfan, known as the God of Killing?" A cold voice came, and a terrifying aura descended from the sky like a tide, this was a young man sitting on a golden warhorse.

The man was dressed in golden armor, gorgeous and handsome, like a son of heaven, overlooking Lin Qingfan.

Faced with the man's questioning, Lin Qingfan was noncommittal, but ignored it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying attack came, this man made a difficulty, raised his hand, and a huge golden net, dazzling, covered the sky, wanting to capture Lin Qingfan.

This is a fairy armor, flowing with a terrifying aura, as if woven from a galaxy, each silk thread is terrifying, and the starlight is surging, like a sea of stars vibrating.

"Be careful, this is the prince of the Bright Clan, who has entered the dragon transformation stage, and his strength is extremely terrifying. Mo Ling'er, who had not been seen for many days, was secretly transmitting, sweet as the sound of heaven, and vaguely saw a graceful figure flashing in the mountains.

Lin Qingfan snorted coldly, stepped on his legs, and his body leaped up from the little beast, facing the falling golden net, he didn't dodge, let the big net fall, and then tore his hands violently, and the universe shook.

The silk thread of this immortal artifact was like a galaxy weaving, which was naturally terrifying, but it was torn apart by Lin Qingfan and turned into a golden rain of light scattered down.

"Boom, boom!"

Wherever the light and rain passed, the peaks were destroyed, and the earth cracked, leaving a nearby area near annihilation, sweeping away many mountains.

"Kill him!"

The prince of the Guangming Clan showed a hideous sneer, he didn't care at all about the attack of the immortal weapon being broken.

As his words fell, there were three masters in the dark, all from the Light Clan, all staring at a golden halo at the back of their heads, looking very sacred.

Everyone gasped, who would dare to participate in this scene, as soon as they made a move, there were four dragon stage monks, such a lineup, it seemed that they had already planned to hunt down this monk surnamed Lin.

The eyes of the prince of the Guangming clan flashed, a hideous look appeared on his holy and handsome face, and with a wave of his palm, the attack was out!

The four Dragon Transformation Stage monks shot out at the same time, and such an attack could completely kill any monk, but it was not good for Lin Qingfan.

The Seven Stars Cloud Picking Step was launched, and Lin Qingfan's figure shuttled through the attack, allowing him to attack like that, but he couldn't touch his figure.

"All the Bright Clan cultivators, strike together!" The Prince of the Bright Clan knew that Lin Qingfan's strength was terrifying, so he did not hesitate, and even ordered.

This is a difficult battle, the monks of the Guangming clan have joined, the masters continue to come to help, Lin Qingfan has one person and one shot, the sun and moon of the direct killing are gone, and the mountains and rivers are discolored.

Blood was sprinkled, this ancient land became red, and there were countless corpses and bones, Lin Qingfan went on a killing spree like a demon god, regardless of the injuries on his body, pursued the prince of the Guangming clan for 100,000 miles, and finally threw the spear in his hand.

"Woo ......"

The spear slashed through the heavens and the earth, emitting wisps of golden light, brilliant and dazzling, shattering the sky, and driving out a piece of chaotic qi behind it, which shook the area.

"Ah......h

The prince of the Bright Clan screamed, terrible, and his heart was pierced by the cold spear blade, and then inserted into the head of the golden war horse that sat down.

Blood splattered, spears pierced them, flew them for miles, and struck a mountain peak.

With a "boom", the smoke and dust rushed to the sky, the mountain collapsed, and the prince of the Guangming clan and his mount were nailed to the earth, and their lives were destroyed.

Lin Qingfan's killing intent came out through this spear, destroying all his vitality.

Blood was gurgling on the ground, and the prince of the Guangming clan was nailed to death here, which shocked people's hearts and made the hearts of the monks who followed him throb.

In this battle, the prince of the Guangming clan brought several powerhouses of the Dragon Transformation Period in the country, as well as a large number of fighters, but they could not kill Lin Qingfan, but were broken through and crucified here.

There was a sensation in the southern region, the Guangming clan gathered a large army, and the strong men of the entire clan began to encircle and suppress Lin Qingfan.

Lin Qingfan fought for hundreds of thousands of miles, fought for a few days, and didn't know how many people he killed, and finally escaped with injuries and entered a mysterious cave!

In this battle, Lin Qingfan established a great reputation, whether it was a new trialist or an older generation of trialists who stayed here, not to mention Lin Color.

Every time he came to an ancient place, he would cause a wave of fear, and all the strong retreated, except for a few outstanding people among the trialists, I am afraid that no one would dare to fight with him.

Of course, Lin Qingfan was also very sad during these days, he was chased and killed by more than a dozen masters of the Dragon Transformation Period, and he was seriously injured and had to hide.

This was a bloodstained time, for two whole months, Lin Qingfan killed countless enemies, and he completely broke through the pile of dead people.

"Ahem......"

In the cave, Lin Qingfan spat blood, his body was almost disabled, blood continued to overflow from his mouth, his expression was sluggish, and he looked like he was about to die.

"Woo...... You don't want to die, I don't want you to die, you haven't seen me grow up, you don't want to die, woo woo......" Lan Youyue was completely frightened, this time, Lin Qingfan's injuries were too serious, he didn't even have the strength to speak, and the whole person leaned on the mountain rock like that.

"Don't make any noise, you go ahead and explore the way, be careful!" the little beast walked over after sealing the entrance to the cave, and said in a condensed voice.

"Will he die!" Lan Youyue asked, crying.

"If you are quiet, you won't die!" The little beast glanced at Lan Youyue and continued, "Go quickly!"

"Okay, okay, I won't speak, I won't speak!" Lan Youyue hurriedly raised her little hand to cover her mouth, and then, she got up from the ground and ran towards the depths of the cave.

Along the way, Lin Qingfan has always been taking care of herself, and now, Lin Qingfan is seriously injured, and she has to help him!

Finding the way is not a difficult task for her.

As Lan Youyue left, the light flashed, and Candle Lao appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he poked out a divine sense to investigate Lin Qingfan's injuries!

As the minutes passed, the candle elder's brows were getting closer and closer.

"How is it!" the little beast on the side also frowned and asked.

"The injury is very serious, let's save his life first!" Candle Lao frowned, didn't say much, with a little palm of his hand, a pill flew out, and then under the power of divine sense, the pill turned into a cloud of mist!

Lin Qingfan had fallen into a coma at the moment, and could only send the medicine through his nose, and with the entry of the elixir, the internal organs in Lin Qingfan's body, which were close to exhaustion, also began to operate again.

"It's too badly injured, it's estimated that it will hurt his Daoji!" Candle Lao's face was ugly, and he showed such a solemn look for the first time.