In the step of the immortal ladder, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes, and the green tendons of his palm holding the hilt of the sword appeared, and time seemed to have only passed for a moment in the present.

The last trace of greenness in his eyes, which had never known fear, disappeared, and there were a few more wisps of endless sorrow in the depths of his eyes.

The moment he disappeared from the scabbard world, he saw his red-haired father and the sword aura that was like an annihilation.

The miserable howl of those ancestors under the sword qi washing made his heart like a knife.

How unfair the world is, why do we have to bear such cause and effect in the Lin clan.

In order not to let future generations go to the front, Lin Luochen chose to practice abuse for his ancestors in that lonely world.

Such a father, even if he never gave Lin Fan too much fatherly love, at this time, in Lin Fan's heart, he was full of respect for him.

The big day is empty, and there are countless crises waiting for Lin Fan.

Whether it was the advent of the Extraterrestrial Meteor or the threat of the Void Breaking Monk of Wolong Mountain, his own cultivation could not protect himself in such a right and wrong.

It seems that now, all rights and wrongs are not as important as self-cultivation, otherwise you will face a situation where your soul is scattered.

Only by constantly improving my cultivation can I take away that trace of vitality in the crisis, and only in this way can I reach the top step by step, and my road will go further.

Looking at the top of the Immortal Mountain calmly, Lin Fan cut off the ups and downs in his heart, and stretched out his white palm into his arms.

Three cyan top-grade spirit stones appeared in his hand, feeling the endless aura contained in the spirit stones, he strode forward, and his cultivation gushed out like a sea tide.

In this case, why swallow all the aura in the immortal ladder, only in this way can you have more confidence in facing the crisis.

At this time, the aura in the immortal ladder is compelling, and it seems to condense all the essence of the Immortal Mountain, I didn't want to do this, but the current crisis can't be overcome, and I will have no future.

His body was like lightning, and he rushed to the top of the stone steps at the peak of the foundation in just a few breaths, and one step forward was the Jindan stone steps.

Looking up, a young man was standing tall and looking at Lin Fan with a mocking gaze.

Wu Qianshu!

Separated by a thousand zhang of space, two sword-like gazes met in the air.

Wu Qianshu's beautiful cheeks chuckled, he raised his white fingers to make a severing motion between his neck, raised his footsteps, and suddenly stepped towards the Yuanying stone steps.

"Boom" rose to the sky pillar, and the aura in the entire immortal ladder was boiling.

Wu Qianshu's slender body actually flickered, and his aura rushed to the peak, as if in the next moment, he would be able to break through to the Yuanying realm.

At the peak of the Yuanying stone steps, the sword spirit that turned into Lin Fan's appearance suddenly shouted a good word.

The monks all looked at Wu Qianshu, who had one foot on the stone steps of Yuanying.

One after another, divine consciousness swarmed out and swept over Wu Qianshu's body.

The eyes of the Yuanying Monks were full of disbelief at this time.

This son is only twenty years old, and his cultivation can actually impact the Yuan Baby, looking at the aura above his head like wolf smoke rising, I am afraid that there is really a possibility of stepping into the Yuan Baby.

When did such a decaying Flying Immortal Sword Sect have such a talented teenager, could it be that it was an elite that it had secretly cultivated?

Feng Wuxian was stunned for a moment, but his cheeks immediately became ecstatic, now that the Flying Immortal Sword Sect is in turmoil, if there is one more Yuanying Cultivator, he can be more sure in such a crisis.

At least this son can take on the heavy responsibility of reorganizing the sword faction, and this son must be preserved at all costs.

At this time, the sword spirit looked at the green-shirted monk on the side and said: "Since your demon clan broke the covenant by itself, I hope there will be no regrets, and my human race will remember this love in Wolong Mountain."

The green-shirted monk ignored the sword spirit's ridicule, but looked at Lin Fan on the stone steps at the pinnacle of foundation building, and said with a smile in his mouth: "If your Flying Immortal Sword Sect can give this son to me, out of this situation, when the demon clan comes, I can guarantee that your Sword Sect will be worry-free, I don't know if you can agree?"

"The advent of the demon clan must also be for the ancient demons under your immortal mountain, if you agree to hand over this son to my Wolong Mountain, my demon clan will guarantee that the demon clan can withdraw from Sirius after taking back the ancient demons, after all, this sunset continent is now the territory of my demon clan!"

"In my opinion, in the entire Sunset Continent, only your Flying Immortal Sword Sect still has the only ancient demon, so you want all the Terrans to be buried for you, and you are saying that only one person can be exchanged for the safety of all the Terrans, where can such a good thing be obtained!"

The words of the green-shirted monk made many Terran Yuanying monks nod their heads.

"The demon clan has always been cruel, and there are no chickens and dogs left where they pass, for the sake of the human race in the world, I think it is better to hand over this person to Wolong Mountain, which can be regarded as sacrificing the small self to protect the big self!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"I think this method works!"

The monks, who had just been resentful of the same enemy, began to echo the words of the green-shirted monk.

Feng Wuxian was very moved, but he didn't say anything, just looked at the sword spirit on the side.

The sword spirit's face turned pale, and he said: "This son is the demon cave guard that my sword sect has inherited for generations, and their clan has sacrificed a lot for the prosperity of my sword sect, do you want my sword sect to be that unkind and unrighteous person?"

Feng Wuxian stood up at this time and said: "The demon clan is coming, the ancient demons are bound to be unable to preserve, since from now on in the demonless cave, what is the use of the guards, if you can avoid the misery of our human race, but it is also worth it, you see ......."

The sword spirit's face changed constantly, and it took a long time before he said: "Although you are the master of Wolong Mountain, why do you want me to let the demon clan not offend my human race?"

The green-shirted monk had a happy look on his face, and carefully pulled out a pitch-black token in his arms.

The token is not gold or wood, and a golden eye is carved on it.

"My immortal ancestor passed down the oracle, called the demon clan to cooperate with the demon clan to pick up the ancient demons, after success, the demon clan can promise my demon clan a condition, this token is the token of the demon clan, as long as your sword faction hands over the ancient demons, I can only make the decision to let the demon withdraw from Sirius and never commit it, after all, my demon clan does not want the demon clan to reappear on this continent!"

After a long time, the sword spirit sighed and said, "Do you dare to make a demon blood oath to ensure that the demon race will not offend my human race?"

The green-shirted monk was also resolute, stretched out his hand to force out a drop of essence blood, and said in his mouth: "I, the lord of Wolong Mountain, Dragon Batian swears by the heart demon, only the Flying Immortal Sword Sect hands over his disciple Lin Fan to me, I will let the demon clan take back the ancient demon, withdraw from Sirius, and never come to commit, if you violate this oath, beware of the demon and die under the thunder."

As soon as his words fell, the essence blood on his fingertips was entwined with a trace of black qi, and the blood flashed, not entering the center of his eyebrows, and a pitch-black rune appeared on his forehead like a grimace.

When many Terran monks saw that the Dragon Overlord Heavenly Heart Demon had fulfilled his oath, their faces were relieved and they showed bright smiles.

Exchanging a small disciple for the safety of the entire human race is really a worthwhile deal.

The sword spirit looked at Lin Fan in the Stepping Immortal Ladder with a complicated gaze, and said in an unquestionable tone: "How to say that Lin Fan is also the most outstanding disciple of my Sword Sect, before the Stepping Immortal Ladder is closed, no one can touch him in the slightest, otherwise he will be my enemy, I will cut him under the sword, and I will give him the last protection of the Sword Sect!"

After speaking, the sword spirit's figure was blurred and disappeared from everyone's eyes.