Dozens of breaths later, the sound of clothes breaking through the wind sounded, and dozens of Jindan monks flocked to it.

They smiled on their cheeks one by one, with a spring breeze on their faces, and came not far from Lin Fan.

These monks, both men and women, looked at Lin Fan one by one, and after a long time, one of the Jindan monks wearing a golden purple robe lined up and walked out.

His face was majestic, his cheeks chuckled, and he said: "I said a long time ago, the Flying Immortal Sword Sect has a deep heritage, you just don't believe it, now the Flying Immortal Sword Sect and Wolong Mountain are not only allies but also in-laws, I Thundering Mountain should have something to congratulate!"

He proudly stretched out his hands, looked at Lin Fan with an indifferent face, and said indifferently: "On my fingers, there are ten storage rings, you can choose any three, a little expression of my Thundering Mountain's intentions, what you can get depends on your luck, but I can guarantee that the items in each storage ring are worth no less than one million spirit stones."

After speaking, he raised his arrogant head and looked at the Jindan monks around, as if to say, this is the confidence of my Thundering Mountain to climb Wolong Mountain.

Ten storage rings encrusted with huge gems gleamed in the sunlight, causing the onlookers to swallow their saliva.

Lin Fan's eyelids were lightly raised, he snorted lightly, looked at a few Thundering Mountain Foundation Building Monks and said, "I don't dare to get this generous gift, but I just heard that several people from Thundering Mountain are still talking about how your sect wants to occupy the foundation of my Flying Immortal Sword Sect Immortal Immortal Mountain!"

The black iron head beside Lin Fan, a silver knife on the tip of his fingers turned lightly, and a pair of triangular eyes were fierce.

He said to himself: "Brother-in-law, Thundering Mountain is a big faction, it is said that there are two ancestors in the Void Breaking Realm, and there are as many as eight Yuan Infants, it is not impossible for them to really want to annex the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, or I will send a message to my father and let my Black Python clan destroy it, you must know that my Black Python clan has three ancestors at the peak of Void Breaking, as long as you nod your head brother-in-law, Thundering Mountain can be destroyed before sunset!"

The Jindan monk of Thundering Mountain, who was still very proud just now, turned pale at this time, but immediately turned into iron blue.

A finger-thick flash of lightning flashed in his hand, and several terrible howls rang out.

After a scorched stench, there were several more charred corpses among the Tsukiji monks.

The purple-robed monk had an angry face, and said decisively: "I never thought that there would be such a madman in my Thundering Mountain, who dared to slander my own sect, it was really a crime that deserved death!"

Holding back the muscles on his cheeks, he took down the five rings on his fingers with a distressed face, handed them to the black iron head and said: "Little brother, don't be bewitched, I, Lei Ming Mountain, want to form an alliance with the Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and when Lin Fan gets married in the future, I Lei Ming Mountain will give me more heavy gifts."

The five flashing rings weighed up and down in the black iron head's hand, his pair of triangular eyes narrowed into a straight line, and he said politely: "Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, fortunately, my brother-in-law is wise and has not been blinded, I think Thundering Mountain is the best ally of the Flying Immortal Sword Sect!"

When the purple-clothed monk heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly handed one of his tokens to the black iron head, and said politely: "It's still the young patriarch who is reasonable, and I will have a report in the future in Thundering Mountain!"

After all, the black iron head is the son of a family, he raised his eyes and looked at the Jindan monk around and said with a smile: "You wait for the thoughts, I know everything, you must know that my brother-in-law will be the master of Wolong Mountain in the future, and if you have a good relationship now, you will have some care in the future, right?" But if you want to form an alliance, before taking out the token of this sect, you should think about it, my brother-in-law doesn't see everything in his eyes, don't treat this place as a place to collect rags!".

The words of the black iron head in front were very tactful, but in the back, it was like a poisonous snake showing its fangs.

Originally, these Jindan monks still wanted to control the Flying Immortal Sword Sect in the matter of forming an alliance, but the situation changed abruptly, and now the situation not only asks for each other, but also gives a lot of gifts, which makes the monks a little embarrassed.

There is no way, who made Wolong Mountain too powerful in the Sunset Continent, don't look at it as a demon clan, but there is really no sect that dares to twist its tiger whiskers.

After the blood marks appeared in the sky, all the sects were preparing for the catastrophe that would soon arrive, and if they leaned on a big tree to enjoy the shade, maybe the sect would be able to escape the crisis of annihilation.

The situation was like this, and they had no choice but to pinch their noses one by one, and hand the storage rings to the black iron head with a smile on their faces.

Hei Tietou smiled, at this time, he was like Lin Fan's faithful butler, in the flattering words of a group of Jindan monks, you came and went, pushing back and forth.

Lin Fan's cold and serious expression slowly collapsed, and the storage rings were all taken away by the black iron head, and he got a hand of various tokens.

When the sun goes down, the crowd disperses,

The black iron head looked proud, looked at Lin Fan who had receded the dragon scales and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, it's easy to kill, but it's difficult to plot with the tiger, if you want to enter Wolong Mountain in the future, how long will it take!"

Looking at the black iron head with a serious face, Lin Fan scolded helplessly in his heart: "What kind of thing is this TMD, there is an extra brother-in-law out of thin air!"

The crowd dispersed, the bonfire was extinguished, and only a group of Flying Immortal Sword Sect disciples who were still groaning on the ground looked at Lin Fan with angry eyes.

The elder brother who once admired and was proud of him was strange in their eyes.

Lin Fan, who had shouted the sword in my hand in front of hundreds of thousands of disciples and flew into the clouds, watched them fall to the ground with serious injuries, and he didn't even ask, even the least help didn't help at all.

A silent gaze swept coldly across Lin Fan's cheeks, as if Lin Fan was even more hateful than the monk who injured them.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, looking at the indifferent and speechless crowd, he said to the black iron head, "Do you have a mirror?

The black iron head looked at Lin Fan suspiciously, and after a while, he took out a mirror polished with crystal from the storage ring he had just received.

This mirror is a few feet wide, exquisite and clear, and it is the favorite of female nuns at a glance.

I think it was a gift from a Jindan nun.

Standing the silver mirror in front of everyone, Lin Fan sat in front of him.

Looking at the faces with various expressions in the mirror, Lin Fan asked softly, "What do you see in this mirror?"

All the monks looked at Lin Fan's figure clearly visible in the mirror, and they were silent one by one, and only after a long time did they say in unison: "It's you, senior brother!"

Lin Fan chuckled at the corner of his mouth, pointed to himself in the mirror and said, "No, you are wrong, what is reflected in the mirror is not me Lin Fan, but the immortal mountain that has not fallen for thousands of years, and the Flying Immortal Sword Sect that has been inherited to this day!"

The monks looked at each other, not understanding what Lin Fan meant.

On the sidelines, watching the lively black iron head have some understanding.

Lin Fan got up and punched the crystal mirror into countless pieces, looked at the afterglow in the sunset and said: "You can wait for this fragment to be in your hands, take it from time to time, and understand your heart."

Lin Fan was a little gloomy at this time, his face was a little gloomy, and when the last trace of the afterglow of the sunset disappeared, he said: "Immortal Mountain, Flying Immortal Sword Sect, inherited for ten thousand years, not one person and one thing can support it, I can fight fiercely in the cheers of you and others, but one day, a strong enemy will come to the door, and you will still see in the cheers that I can't fight alone?" The hardships of the avenue are like walking alone, my Flying Immortal Sword Sect has been passed down to this day, relying on the efforts of generations of sword cultivation, today I can help you and others, in the future, when you are fighting with life and death, can you also wait for me, the senior brother, to save each other?

Lin Fan's voice was not high, but it was very tragic, and a word of disappointment and indignation made the monks who fell to the ground blush.

The bones exploded, and the monks who fell to the ground one by one struggled desperately to get up, bright red blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

With respectful faces, they picked up a piece of broken lens, dragged their badly wounded bodies, and tried to straighten their waists.

One by one, their eyes were full of anger, and they said in unison: "Thank you for the teachings of Senior Brother, we will practice hard, and there is really a great enemy when the mountain is ......."

"Zheng"

A long sword flickered with cold light out of its sheath.

"Use this sword to fight with Senior Brother!"

Returning to his own valley, the black iron head behind Lin Fan flashed his eyes, and said to Lin Fan: "Brother-in-law, your heart is like the sea, your ambition is like a mountain, and my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless!"

Lin Fan's face stiffened and scolded: "Get out! My real purpose is to tell you that not only can you act, but I am also a master of acting!"