The blood-colored toad entrenched above Lin Fan's head swept obliquely over the frightened Wu Qianshu with its flat eyelids, its tyrannical pupils revealing a hint of disdain.

"Quack"

The blood clam screamed softly, turning its snow-white belly towards the sky again, and snoring into the clam's mouth at the back of its head.

"Boom" A white thunder broke through the sky, Lin Fan looked back, and a hundred zhang thunder appeared at the intersection of his and Wu Qianshu's eyes.

The Immortal Ladder swayed violently under the bombardment of falling thunder, as if it would break in the next moment, and countless blue sparks flew like fireworks.

Lin Fan's eyes reflected the electric light, his angry mouth slowly closed, and the pillar of qi that devoured the clouds disappeared.

The clouds of calamity in the sky disappeared like a jackal fleeing in embarrassment at the moment when the air pillar disappeared, and it disappeared quickly, how could there be a trace of the majesty of heavenly punishment, as if Lin Fan was a rude drunkard, and heavenly punishment was a woman who was stripped naked and helpless.

"You dare!".

Lin Fan straightened his chest and glared angrily at Wu Qianshu, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and roared.

His furious roar made Wu Qianshu's cheeks contort and be reprimanded like a clown, and the humiliation in his heart was like being slapped in the face.

Wu Qianshu's eyes were scarlet, and his palms were filled with a trace of red mist, and he got up and looked at Lin Fan and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Killing you is like slaughtering a chicken, why don't I dare?"

Lin Fan ignored Wu Qianshu, who had a blushing face, and instead looked up at the sky.

"I haven't cultivated to the end of the pill, you dare to disperse the clouds? Someone interfered when I crossed the tribulation, you haven't punished him yet, you dare to ignore the rules? If you act wantonly today, when I cultivate to the great end, this realm will be lawless!"

"I just want to break through the sky, don't force me to slaughter the sky, you can cut it yourself!"

"Hahaha!".

Wu Qianshu laughed wildly, even if he was a Yuanying monk, he didn't expect Lin Fan to be so rampant, how could the will of heaven and earth be violated by manpower, Lin Fan, a small monk, actually threatened the sky with wild words, in Wu Qianshu's eyes, it was not ridiculous, but absurd.

Lin Fan's words were sonorous and powerful, his face was solemn, and the Yuanying monks who were watching from afar had strange faces, looking at Lin Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.

A trace of regret appeared in Long Batian's eyes, and he turned around and glared at Feng without a trace.

"How can the will of heaven and earth be humiliated, how can your Flying Immortal Sword Sect teach such a cultivation of the wild waves that does not know life and death, today Lin Fan will die under the heavenly tribulation, even if the ancestor of the immortal realm makes a move, it will never be spared, this son is really, what a pity!"

After speaking, Long Batian stomped his feet a few times, and a look of great regret appeared on his face.

"Fortunately, he doesn't have the opportunity to become my young master of Wolong Mountain, otherwise he is so arrogant, he will cause a monstrous disaster for me in the future, that is, the ancestor of your sword faction, when he was flying immortals, he also had to worship heaven and earth before daring to cross the catastrophe, now it seems that your sword faction deserves to be defeated, and they are all fanatics who don't know the height of the sky!"

Feng Wuxian blushed with shame, his hands trembled, he looked at Lin Fan, who was proud of the world, and said to himself: "My generation of sword cultivators should have this meaning of arrogance, even if you fall under the heavenly calamity, but you Lin Fan did not insult the glory of my sword gate, even after thousands of years, my generation of sword cultivators will never dare to forget!"

His blushing cheeks gradually showed a hint of admiration, and with a flick of the windless snow-white sleeves, an ancient mirror the size of a thousand zhang appeared outside the immortal ladder.

The ancient mirror hung upside down, and Lin Fan's proud figure appeared in the mirror, and the sound of the wind without a trace and the old man tragically spread throughout the entire Immortal Mountain.

"My sword cultivator should cut all obstacles, and my disciple Lin Fan fought against the sky in the ladder of immortals, it is the supreme glory of my sword sect, even if it falls from now on, it will be like a sharp sword in the hands of my sword cultivator, and the light of a hundred generations will not be extinguished!"

Hundreds of thousands of disciples in the Immortal Mountain looked up at Lin Fan's straight body in the mirror, a famous sword cultivator was silent, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and after a long time, all the sword slender swords pierced into the air, and endless frenzy erupted in their eyes, chanting in unison.

"The sword breaks through the sky, and the sky is fought against the sky!".

Although they didn't understand what it meant to fight against the sky, the unsheathed sword shimmered in the sunlight, and the deep voice gathered together to scatter the clouds in the sky.

Even if Lin Fan fell from now on, he would become a sword cultivator that the Flying Immortal Sword Sect could not surpass.

The high shouts came faintly through the Heavenly Immortal Ladder, and Feng Wuxian looked at Lin Fan, who was ignoring the sky, and said with relief: "That's all I can give you, don't blame! Don't complain! Don't forget!".

"Boom, boom!".

Under Lin Fan's gaze, the Heavenly Tribulation that was about to dissipate suddenly changed dramatically, thunder erupted in the void air, clusters of scarlet clouds appeared out of thin air, and a crushing coercion appeared in the tumbling red clouds.

This sudden appearance of the cloud was not large, only a few acres in size, but its violent coercion changed the color of the heavens and the earth.

The lightning that burst in the sky tore the void apart, and a thunderclap set off countless waves of qi, roaring into the sky, like the destruction of the world.

The earth of the Immortal Mountain trembled and rolled for thousands of miles, and the immortal ladder was like an old man in the twilight of his life.

The sky kills the machine, the stars move, the earth kills the machine, the dragon and the snake rise to the land, and the sky is angry and resentful!

Under the pressure of the fury of heaven and earth, Wu Shanshu knelt on his knees, looking at Lin Fan, who was still struggling with a body bursting with bones and bursting his body, laughed wildly: "Heaven wants to let it perish, let it go crazy first, Lin Fan's step on the immortal ladder today is your end, but it's a pity that you can't die in my hands, it's really a regret in my life!"

Wu Qianshu pounded the ground with both hands, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but the corners of his mouth showed a happy arc.

Lin Fan's purple flame, which was several zhang high outside his body, was pressed into his body at this time under the power of heaven, and the Yuan Magnetic Heaven Breaking Sword with both hands on the ground actually fell deep into the immortal ladder.

A curved arc appeared on the thick sword body of the Yuan Magnetic Heaven Breaking Sword Bowl, and under the violent pressure, Lin Fan's face turned pale, and blood from his mouth and nose kept dripping.

The bones that he had once turned into sword bones under the calcination of the purple fire were covered with dense cracks, and the flesh that broke through the peak of the golden pill seemed to become a puddle of flesh in the next moment.

A stream of Yin Hong's blood spurted out of Lin Fan's mouth, turning into countless blood mist and scattering, staining his snow-white robe red.

Stepping on the immortal ladder, outside the immortal ladder, countless monks knelt on the ground, even Long Batian was no exception, kneeling and in the void, his whole body trembled.

Only Lin Fan's unyielding body was still straight between heaven and earth.

The scarlet tumbling clouds seemed to be very satisfied with the current situation, and the acres of clouds parted to the sides, revealing a dark golden pupil.

The cold and ruthless aura emanated from this eyeball, and every monk who knelt on the ground only felt a strange cold all over his body, and his consciousness was frozen like water, and only by sticking his head to the ground could he feel that he was still alive.

The dark golden eyeballs looked at Lin Fan, who raised his head high, and it was stunned at first, but immediately became furious.

Just when his eyes fell on the blood-colored toad that was still sleeping soundly above Lin Fan's head, there was a trace of hesitation and jealousy in his cold eyes.

Ahem, Lin Fan spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and said with a long smile: "It's you, you dare to kill me as if you killed yourself, as long as I spend a catastrophe with this person, this matter will be a favor for me, if I die under the catastrophe, it has nothing to do with you, isn't this the result you want?"

Lin Fan's words were loud, but only the dark golden eyeballs could hear them, because all the rules here were under his control.

The dark golden eyeballs showed hesitation, and after a long time, a cold and ruthless voice sounded in the hearts of every cultivator.

"Heaven punishes the burning world, life and death are reversed!"

The dark golden eyeball slowly disappeared, and the moment it disappeared, an old voice appeared in the bottom of Lin Fan's heart.

"You are the only monk in this world who can owe me a favor, but one day I will come and ask for it, don't let me down then!"