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A furious mountain and river collapse!

The mountains and ravines were swept by the overflowing energy, turned into dust in the world, and destroyed like paper paste, how can this be fought?

Lin Qingfan's long hair was scattered, like a wisp of black waterfall, he was holding a spear, blood was slicing through the tip of the spear, exuding an extremely terrifying aura, he was like a messenger from hell, everywhere he passed, blood was drenched, and corpses were everywhere!

"Demon God, he's a Demon God!" Someone was frightened and began to talk nonsense, completely losing his fighting spirit!

Hearing this, one by one, their faces were snow-white, and they felt a sense of powerlessness, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, and they had never been so frightened as they were now.

"Poof!"

Blood splashed up, and the bones sticking to the bloodshot flew out, Lin Qingfan stabbed out with one shot, and another person turned into a blood dance and died!

His power was terrifying, and a single shot was enough to tear a monk into pieces.

The killing continued, Lin Qingfan broke into the wolves like a humanoid dragon, and someone would be killed when he raised his hands and feet, blood rain sprinkled, broken bones flew out, as if the door of hell was opened, and the terrifying breath of death shrouded everyone's hearts.

"Ah......h

These people trembled with fright, screamed in terror, gave up resistance completely, and began to flee in defeat, and now everyone can see that this is a god of killing, and there is only one way to die if he is an enemy.

"Where to go!" Lin Qingfan said lightly, since he chose to do it, then he would kill him simply, he would not have any woman's kindness, this is the cruel law after entering the trial ground.

"Spare my life, I know that I am wrong, I shouldn't encircle and suppress Brother Dao, I am willing to pay the price and spare my life to Brother Dao!" A scribe was caught up and knew that he had no way to escape, so he had to kneel and beg for mercy.

From the moment he made a move, he should have expected the outcome of this moment, Lin Qingfan was indifferent and ruthless, slowly raised his palm, and a hazy aura swept towards the scribe.

"Boom!"

The scribe's head was pinched and exploded, and a brilliant flower of blood bloomed, and the headless corpse fell straight in a pool of blood, calm.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura struck, and a hundred-zhang-sized black skull fell from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and the demonic aura was monstrous, falling with wisps of divine power, suppressing Lin Qingfan.

This skull is not a simple immortal weapon, it is actually a secret treasure, and it is sealed with a spiritual imprint of the ancestors of the Ghost King Sect inside, and at this moment, the imprint is revived, and the power is multiplied, turning into a black aura that surrounds Lin Qingfan.

"He's been suppressed, kill him quickly!" Han Tianshu turned pale and shouted in a mournful voice. Obviously, in order to revive the mark in the skull, he also paid a heavy price, and his breath became much weaker in an instant, and even a few more strands of gray hair were added between the black hair.

In the sky, the hundred-foot-sized skeleton phantom was as black as ink, emitting wisps of black gas like hair, penetrating the void and appearing directly at Lin Qingfan's feet, imprisoning him on the spot.

Hearing Han Tianshu's voice, many people's expressions changed, they stopped fleeing, and they all urged all kinds of magic weapons to slash forward, because they knew that it was impossible to be good, and even if they begged for mercy, they would be killed.

"Don't keep it, do your best to kill him!" Han Tianshu said in a fierce voice, like a powerful ghost.

"Everyone, we have no way out, we can only slaughter him, otherwise we will all die!" The other person stopped, saw Lin Qingfan imprisoned, his expression was hideous, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood-red bell, spewed out a few mouthfuls of essence blood on it, and sacrificed it.

"Dang!"

The death knell shocked the world, and the sound waves spread out like a tide, and the surrounding peaks were shattered by the bell.

The blood-red bell is rapidly enlarged, and the blood-colored bell body makes everything gray, which is a veritable death bell.

It fell towards the imprisoned Lin Qingfan, trapping him in it, wanting to refine him into a puddle of pus and blood, and he would never be able to live beyond his life!

This is a murder weapon, and it is also the killer weapon of this person, if it were not for such a critical moment, he would not have taken it out, once this murder weapon is known, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future.

But now, he has no choice, trouble is compared to life, he still chooses the latter!

"It's really effective, kill him, everyone must not retreat, gather everyone's strength, and kill this fang!" Seeing this, some other people shouted cruelly one by one, and their morale was greatly boosted.

Lin Qingfan frowned, he was entangled by this inexplicable black qi, so that he couldn't move, it seemed that these black qi were still devouring his mana, and now the situation was very critical, calling for Candle Lao in his heart, but he didn't get a response, it seemed that everything was sealed!

What exactly is this thing?

Lin Qingfan was in a critical situation, the mana in his body could not be urged, the power of divine consciousness could not be transmitted, his body could not move, and the mana in his body was constantly being devoured.

"What should I do?"

In the sky, it was a huge black skull, and Lin Qingfan knew that it was this thing that threatened him and imprisoned himself.

"Kill, kill him!"

The magic weapons were dazzling, the bright light illuminated the earth, and the terrifying magic weapons shuttled between the heavens and the earth, and the rui qi was misty, carrying the supreme killing intent, attacking Lin Qingfan.

Seeing this, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Han Tianshu's mouth, and he united several people, silently sacrificed the magic weapon, and quickly hit the center of the field.

"Boom!"

This is a killing and robbery, all kinds of lights cover the sun, all rush up, leaving this place full of holes and dilapidated.

He ...... Is it dead?" said one in a trembling voice.

"Do you only have these means?" As soon as the words fell, a light laugh was heard, and it was from the ruined place in the center, after the many strange lights dissipated, a figure stood proudly, holding a spear, black hair like a waterfall, like a killing god, and the magic power was monstrous.

"How is it possible, he is not dead?" Seeing that Lin Qingfan was still alive and had a strong breath, everyone trembled, and their scalps were numb with horror.

Now that the battle is down, no matter how difficult it is to have any suspense, Han Tianshu felt powerless for the first time, and while Lin Qingfan broke the seal, he was also injured again, and his breath fell to the lowest point.

Now that he was seriously wounded, he had no strength to fight, so he had to flee.

"Fellow Daoist, I can sit down and talk about it, and stop it for the time being. Some people pleaded, scaring the souls of the dead, because they found that Lin Qingfan's speed was too fast, cutting off their way forward.

"What kind of talk?" Lin Qingfan's feet flashed with rainbow light, and his figure appeared in front of a fleeing monk, and the spear stabbed out decisively, ending this person's life!

Seeing this, Han Tianshu couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again, gritted his teeth and said, "Escape separately!"

Lin Qingfan smiled, his figure flashed again, and he stabbed out with a shot!

"Ahh

In the terrible screams, blood splattered, and a person who had just left the team was directly beaten into blood and died on the spot.

"Only by putting them together can he be a little jealous, and we can't separate and exit this proving ground together. In this battle, they completely lost their self-confidence in their hearts, and they didn't dare to think about anything more in their minds, as long as they could survive, it was better than anything else.

Lin Qingfan slowed down, unhurried, and killed one by one in the latter round, and now there are less than five or six people alive.

There are twenty-eight strong people, united, what a powerful force this is, even if the dragon stage monks see it, they have to retreat, but now, they were killed by Lin Qingfan alone to such a miserable situation.

"Poof!"

Between the runs, Han Tianshu's heart was cold, and when he saw that the Daoists behind him were killed one by one, his eyes suddenly became ruthless, and he took out a half-foot-long puppet villain, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of essence blood, and sprinkled it all on the puppet, which looked extremely demonic.

In an instant, his breath became even weaker, as if he was going to die in the next second, he became extremely weak, obviously paying a painful price, he dipped in blood and wrote the three words Lin Qingfan on the puppet's eyebrows, and then picked up a small golden sword one inch long and stabbed it into the puppet's forehead.

"Puppet Stand-in!"

This is a secret technique handed down from ancient times in the Ghost King Gate, killing people and being invisible, however, the cost of this technique is also very great, and it needs to consume the caster's hundred-year lifespan and reduce a large realm.

With the piercing of the golden sword, Lin Qingfan's cold hair stood on end, and his forehead bone ached, as if a peerless murder weapon would pierce into his skull, close at hand.

It was so sudden!

Lin Qingfan's heart shook, his forehead was about to burst, and the pain was unbearable, and at this moment, the mysterious divine platform in the dantian shook again, and from the faint golden flame, a divine glow emanated.

Shenhui turned into a rainbow ray, rushing straight to the sea of knowledge, at this moment, Lin Qingfan's forehead bone was glowing, accompanied by a kind of singing, in an instant, it was an inexplicable crisis that was wiped out.

"Poof!"

Han Tianshu spurted blood in his mouth, the puppet in his hand disappeared, and the palm-long sword was even broken, his vitality was greatly damaged, and his figure fell from the sky!

I always thought that the Shentai was useless, but unexpectedly, this Shentai had such a miraculous effect, not only could it break the seal, but also resist the attack of the secret arts! The crisis was lifted, Lin Qingfan's expression became more indifferent, the killing intent in his heart was even stronger, and the combat power was instantly increased to the extreme again, and with a palm cut out, the gray aura came out, turning into a yin and yang dragon, and swept towards the falling body.

"Bang!"

Blood dances and bones fly!

The chief disciple of the Ghost King Sect, a generation of Jie Han Tianshu died!

The remaining four people were all scared, they had never been so desperate as they are today, in the past, none of them was a masterpiece, a genius-like task, but now they are being chased and killed like dogs.

Lin Qingfan's figure flickered, and in a few breaths, the four of them were solved, and the world quieted down by the way, and the little beast in the distance also flew back at this moment, majestic, and it also completed the task of chasing and killing the mount!

"Master!" At the moment when the little beast flew back, the beast's eyes flashed with strange lights, and it looked at a mountain peak in the distance!

Lin Qingfan nodded, the rainbow flashed under his feet, and his figure was heavy, leaving a series of phantoms, and the next moment, he came to the front of the mountain peak, holding a spear, black hair like a waterfall, and the robe on his body was even more hunting, like a demon god descending to earth, incomparably powerful!

"Come out!" Lin Qingfan stood in mid-air, staring at the misty mountain peaks in front of him, and let out a loud shout!