Countless stumps and severed arms were snatched up by the swarming demon beasts, and the breath on the demon beasts became even more powerful in the sound of grinding teeth from chewing bones.

The distant sword cultivator Zhong Ji Wuwu's voice shouted anxiously: "Lin Fan, don't leave until now!"

A whistling mountain wind blew on the top of the collapsed Sword Peak, and under the bone-covered Sword Peak, countless remnant swords let out a whimpering scream.

Lin Fan was just about to take a step to a halt, and there seemed to be a scene in front of him where countless sword cultivators used their lives to snipe at the dozens of Shura clans.

He was a little confused.

Why did no one retreat in that tragic battle, even in the face of an irresistible opponent.

For eternal life, for the unyielding swordsman, or for the inheritance of the spark?

Lin Fan was confused, and his somewhat confused eyes looked at the countless broken swords that had been stuck diagonally on the ground and had stood for thousands of years.

Li Canghai's resolute face appeared in his mind.

"The demon who seals the heavens and the earth, paves the way forward for future generations!".

Lin Fan's confused eyes looked at the demon beasts that were still frantically devouring the remnants of the sword cultivator's body, and kept whispering in his mouth: "The demon of sealing heaven and earth, paving the way forward for future generations! Back then, the predecessors of the Zhutian Sword Sect were willing to sacrifice their lives and forget their lives to seal the demons for my descendants, why can't I, Lin Fan, give up my own safety to get rid of these mutated demon beasts? These demon beasts are so familiar with the breath of these demon beasts, just like the drop of golden blood that I blew down in the long river of time, I actually planted this cause and effect, I should give up my life to understand, otherwise I will have demonic thoughts in my heart in the future to break the path of the Great Road!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood moonlight in Lin Fan's divine consciousness space was blooming, and countless tender green grasses broke through the sand in the desolate sea of sand, and in an instant, the land in Lin Fan's divine consciousness space was full of green.

In the blood moon hanging high, a mysterious mantra appeared in Lin Fan's heart along with the scarlet moonlight.

A voice that dominated the world sounded in Lin Fan's sea of knowledge, "Seal the heavens, the combination of the Xinghuo Finger and the Sealing Demon Recipe can seal the world's ten thousand demons, and refine the Ten Thousand Demon Qi and Blood Pill, the younger generations must remember that it is easy to fly immortals, it is difficult to reach the sky, and the Xinghuo inheritance human race will not be destroyed!"

Lin Fan's scarlet blood chains shot out in the blood moon one after another, imprinting countless traces of the Great Dao in the sea of consciousness like red iron and flesh.

Lin Fan's headache was like a knife, a blood-colored crescent moon appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and his handsome cheeks were distorted, roaring to the sky.

The whistling sound is like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon, the wind blows fiercely on the flat ground, and the clouds roll in the air.

An endless stream of bloodthirsty brutality erupted through his body.

"Chatter"

In a strange laugh, hundreds of demon beasts suddenly raised their heads that were still gnawing at the remnants, and a pair of green eyes flashed hideously.

The humanoid cheeks showed bloodthirsty greed, as if Lin Fan not far away was an excellent delicacy.

At this time, dozens of sword cultivators below the foundation of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect rushed to the periphery of the Sword Ruins.

Wu Qianshu was mixed in with the crowd.

He looked at the demon beasts that were gradually surrounding Lin Fan, and said in a low voice: "When the demon beast makes a move against Lin Fan, I will just take the opportunity to rush to the Sword Peak, and we will definitely succeed at one time."

His words caused everyone to nod their heads in agreement.

The demon beast that was slowly approaching Lin Fan began to accelerate, and hundreds of high-speed swarming bodies left countless afterimages in the air.

One by one, the claws desperately grabbed Lin Fan's body, as if they were afraid of being preempted by other demon beasts.

Wu Qianshu's face was ecstatic, and everyone rushed towards Sword Peak at a location far away from Lin Fan.

He seemed to see Lin Fan's torn body in the next moment, and a sly smile appeared on his cheeks.

On the top of the sword peak, Ji Wuwu's long sword came out of the sheath and pointed at Wang Dong's throat and said coldly: "Get out of the way, otherwise you will die!"

Wang Dongqiang endured the trembling in his heart, and struggled and said: "Senior sister, that is, when you enter the sword ruins, you should forget about life and death, how can Lin Fan be in danger if you have the sword order of the ancestor, and if you make a move, you will distract Lin Fan, won't you fall into danger for Lin Fan?"

Looking at Wang Dong, who was pale and drenched in cold sweat, Ji Wuwu withdrew his long sword and said coldly: "Next time you dare to stop me, I will kill you under the sword."

Under the sword peak, Lin Fan's eyes were cold and ruthless, and the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking the Sky" sword in his hand was raised high.

At the moment when hundreds of demon beasts submerged him, the raised big sword stabbed fiercely under his feet.

"Yuan magnetic gravity is ten times on!".

"Boom"

The big sword slammed into the ground, and a cloud of smoke and dust as high as dozens of zhang rose, and a dark aura spread like ripples on the sword body of the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking Heaven".

Within a radius of 100 zhang, the earth roared and suddenly sank half a foot.

Now Lin Fan's physical strength is as high as 10,000 catties, and under the gravity of the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking the Sky" sword, a hundred zhang square circle is shrouded by 100,000 catties of gravity.

The demon beast in the vicinity had a frightened face, and its body fell to the ground like a noodle.

Under the weight of the rage, hundreds of demon beast eyeballs burst out, their bones shattered like powder, and mouthfuls of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths.

A terrible howl came out of the demon beast's mouth.

With a sword, Lin Fan finally showed his hideous fangs.

Wushan Shu, who had just passed by the demon beast, slipped under his feet and fell to the ground fiercely.

His eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and he lay on the ground with his hands desperately rubbing his eyes, and it was a long time before he closed his mouth that almost dropped his jaw in shock.

Even if he uses the magic skill of the foundation building realm to "forget his feelings", I am afraid that he is not the enemy of Lin Fan's sword.

The hundreds of foundation building cultivators on Sword Peak also looked horrified, no one would have thought that Lin Fan would be so domineering.

Feng Chuyun turned around a few times and scolded: "Lin Luochen is really not a thing, he bullied us back then, and his descendants are so fierce today, how can I feel embarrassed."

Hua Ruyan smiled, looked at Lin Fan, who was standing with a sword, full of appreciation, and said softly: "It is worthy of being the descendant of me who values men, although you have fallen, you can rest assured."

Ji Wuwu looked at Lin Fan and said in his heart: "Since Senior Brother has the determination to go to the top of the Mountain of Immorality, Senior Sister, I will never fall behind you."

After a few breaths, the figure on the sword peak flickered, heading towards the deeper sword ruins, and even Wu Qianshu and the others disappeared.

Lin Fan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, if he wasn't the owner of the "Yuan Magnetic Breaking Heaven" sword, he would never be able to be intact under ten times the weight.

There was no one around, only hundreds of dying demon beasts struggling on the ground.

Lin Fan moved his body that was almost crushed, and the "Fengtian Ding" on his earlobe turned into dozens of zhang tall, and suddenly sucked the demon beast on the ground into the ding.

Ding Ling "Doudou" said happily: "Master, so many demon beasts can refine a few taels of qi and blood."

When Lin Fan heard this, he asked suspiciously, "Isn't it possible to refine the Ten Thousand Demon Qi and Blood Pill?

"Doudou" hung his body on Lin Fan's earlobe again, and said angrily: "The Ten Thousand Demon Qi and Blood Pill can only be refined by a demon beast of the Jindan realm at the very least, how can you just build a foundation demon beast to refine, even a few taels of qi and blood are scattered."

When Lin Fan heard this, Jun's face was slightly red, after all, he had only refined a small beauty pill.

Pretending to cough to avoid embarrassment, Lin Fan pulled out his big sword and walked towards the sword peak.

The sword peak, which once hung like a sharp sword, broke into several pieces and fell to the earth.

The broken mountains are still erected like mountain peaks.

Lin Fan climbed the cliff, found a flat place, and looked towards the center of the Sword Ruins.

The center of the sword ruins is lifeless, and with the naked eye, it can only see through dozens of miles.

The earth is as dead as ashes, pitch black as ink, and there is no vegetation to live on it.

The mountains that collapsed around were like a strong man who had been stripped of his muscles and bones and collapsed to the ground.

There were no broken spatial cracks in the sky, but nothing in the sky.

Millions of white bones covered the entire vast earth, and several white bones hundreds of feet high leaned together.

In the middle of Mori Bai's skull was a sword hole the size of a bowl.

Back then, the Zhutian Sword Sect was the most powerful sect on the Sunset Continent, and it died overnight, leaving behind thousands of miles of ruins, among which there were countless treasures, and there was even a inheritance of the Zhutian Sword Sect.

After Lin Fan looked at it for a long time, he asked himself in his heart, I, Lin Fan, already have enough, and I will be jealous of heaven if I am greedy, and I will be a sword to kill the demon beast when I come to this sword ruin, so that future generations will have less crisis, and I Lin Fan will pave the way forward for cultivation."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Lin Fan breathed, after all, he was somewhat injured just now, and the breath in his body was a little chaotic.

An hour later, Lin Fan was full of blood and blood, and his eyes flashed.

Looking at the broken sword ruins, he said softly: "Starting from the eighty collapsed sword peaks, I will clear them one by one, and I think it will be completed in the next few months."

The big sword was slightly raised, Lin Fan jumped off the sword peak, and his figure shot away.

For several days, Lin Fan fought hard under the siege of countless demon beasts, and was seriously injured several times before he could clean up the demon beasts around the three sword peaks.

His snow-white sword robe had already been shattered, and Lin Fan, who was wearing his upper body, was covered with scars.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on a sword peak, and a black tripod several feet tall stood in front of him.

Two fire dragons were entrenched at their waists, and clusters of scorching flames gushed out from the dragon's mouth beneath the black ding.

Dingzhong screamed endlessly, and the smoke was full of smoke on the Dingkou.

Lin Fan's eyes were closed, his fingers flew, and one after another mysterious magic seals hit Dingzhong.

The "Doudou" that appeared on the wall kept cheering Lin Fan, and shouted with a small mouth: "Lin Fan, you only need to hit five hundred fingers to refine seven taels of qi and blood, and you must drink it in one breath, otherwise you will fail."

Lin Fan's brows furrowed, and his fingers flew like phantoms.

In the middle of the three breaths, a finger composed of five hundred phantoms lightly tapped on the body.

The two fiery dragons let out a dragon groan, and the raging flames suddenly retracted.

There were countless explosions in the black ding, and a strong aroma erupted in the sky.

At this time, Lin Fan's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at the disdainful "Doudou" and asked in surprise: "Qi and blood are scattered, but it is refined?"

"Doudou" said disdainfully: "Your technique is really clumsy, a good seven taels of qi and blood are scattered, and you have refined three taels and seven coins, you are really a bit of a waste!"

Lin Fan didn't care about it, and said with a long laugh: "The first time I refined Qi and Blood Dispersion, I had such an achievement, which was expected, but is it really as amazing as you said?"

"Doudou" said with a smug face: "Of course, your physical body has only entered the foundation, and taking this powder can impact the middle stage of foundation building."

Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction, and turned the fire dragon on his waist into runes and landed on his arms.

With one move, the black ding turned into a palm-sized and fell into his hand.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and poured the qi and blood in the ding into his mouth.