The space of the two realms, next to the space passage to the Shenzhou Continent.

At this time, this place is extremely lively, maybe since the discovery of the space of the two realms to the present, I am afraid it has never been so lively.

Six or seven hundred people gathered here in a tense manner, and they were just surrounding the two of them!

"Ling Fan, I advise you to kill that witch clan first, and then abolish your cultivation, maybe we can still save your life!"

From time to time, there was a shout from among the hundreds of monks.

And after hearing this, Ling Fan just responded with a cold snort every time.

There was no answer, because he knew that even if he did, the result would be the same.

World War I, let's talk about it inevitably!

This battle was clearly provoked by someone, and its purpose was obvious, just to use the pretext of killing the Wu Clan to eradicate Ling Fan, so that the Nine Dragons Lock Vein would disappear again, so that the second ancient moon would not appear on the continent again.

At the beginning, Gu Yue challenged all the sects and factions, but he did not taste a single defeat, which made the various sects and factions lose face, and they didn't want to encounter such a thing again no matter what.

"If you want to fight, you can fight, rub anything!"

Listening to the mocking words coming from hundreds of monks from time to time, Ling Fan finally couldn't help but speak.

As he spoke, a majestic aura poured out from his upright body, and there was no fear on his face.

"Arrogant, there are so many of us, you still dare to fail in a fight, and you don't take us people seriously, can the Nine Dragons lock vein be so arrogant?"

The monk who said that Ling Fan was a traitor just now spoke again, and this time his words were also provoking the relationship between the monk and Ling Fan.

Ling Fan had already disdained to answer this person's words, and instead glanced at the others present, and after a moment, spoke again.

"I, Ling Fan, have not betrayed the Shenzhou Continent, let alone a traitor, if you have to say so, I have nothing to say. ”

"It's just that before the first battle, I want to tell you that as long as I don't die this time, I will definitely visit you in the future, of course, I don't want to be your enemy, the Taoist friends present, if you think that I Ling Fan is not a traitor, please leave first, otherwise the fight will start for a while, so as not to hurt you by mistake!"

After saying this, as if to prove that he had the ability to hurt everyone, a dragon's breath suddenly appeared from his body, and a string of tricks were played, and after an instant, four golden rays of light rushed out from above his head.

The four pillars of light rushed into the sky, suddenly swelling and wriggling, and in the blink of an eye, they had already turned into four golden dragons!

"Nine Dragons!"

A sharp-eyed person recognized Ling Fan's Dao technique at a glance.

And feeling the majestic aura on these four dragons, many monks here hesitated.

Everyone can see that although these hundreds of people will definitely win against Ling Fan, this victory will not be very easy.

In this battle, if you want to kill Ling Fan, you will inevitably pay a lot of price, and this price must be someone to bury Ling Fan.

The only uncertain factor is just how many people will accompany the burial.

There were no stupid monks among the monks, and after a short hesitation, although there were no monks present, no one attacked Ling Fan.

For a moment, there was a strange silence in the entire space, as if everyone was weighing whether it was more advantageous to kill Ling Fan or leave at this moment.

Of course, before weighing it, everyone will consider one question, that is, after this time, will Ling Fan still be alive?

Although looking at the situation in front of him, Ling Fan was sure to die, but the situation of certain death was staged every day in the Shenzhou Continent, but not every time the person who died in such a situation would die.

Miracles always happen, but will there be miracles today?

About this, no one knows.

In this way, when everyone was hesitating, someone finally made a decision.

"Ling Fan protects the Wu Clan today, although we Baibaoxing do not agree, but we still recognize Ling Fan as our deacon, so we Baibaoxing will not participate in this battle. ”

Ling Fan didn't expect that at such a moment, Du Yuesheng was the first to export, although it was said that the two did not help each other, but at this time, he recognized Ling Fan's identity in the name of Baibaoxing, but he was also helping him in disguise.

He didn't continue to say more, just nodded to Du Yuesheng, but Du Yuesheng didn't seem to see it, and after he finished speaking, he turned around directly and walked towards the passage of the Shenzhou Continent.

Anything, I'm afraid to have a beginning.

As Du Yuesheng opened the precedent of leaving, a second person soon appeared.

"Although Ling Fan is wrong to save the Wu Clan, he has saved me before, I can't be ungrateful, and I won't participate in the future battles. ”

Zhuge Yi didn't have the previous joke at this time, as if he had suddenly matured, and after he finished solemnly, he left behind Du Yuesheng.

The two left, and these two were disciples from the big family and the Great Gate Sect, which immediately caused many people to respond.

For a while, dozens of monks actually walked out of the crowd, thinking about the direction of the spatial passage.

Seeing that people kept leaving, and watching the remaining people continue to decrease, the person who said that Ling Fan was a traitor before suddenly became ugly.

Although Ling Fan's cultivation was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, everyone knew that the early stage of the Yuan Infant in the Nine Dragons Lock Vein was definitely not comparable to those with the same cultivation.

This battle must have been very difficult, and if their numbers were small, maybe Ling Fan would really survive.

Seeing this, the man immediately spoke, trying to stop the monk from leaving.

"Are you afraid of Ling Fan's revenge for this traitor? he has no life to live after today, what are you afraid of?"

This person shouted loudly, and seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, he immediately continued: "In the Lower Youyun Sect Du He, as long as the people who stay behind to accompany the next to kill Ling Fan together, they will all win the friendship between the Youyun Sect and the Xia!"

In the entire Zhongzhou, there are three major sects, Dao Xuan Sect and Sheng Dynasty Sect are two of them, and the other is Youyun Sect.

As for Du He, almost everyone in Zhongzhou knew that he was one of the best people in the younger generation of the Youyun Sect.

Therefore, if you can win the friendship of the Youyun Sect, and even make friends with Du He, it means that you can go sideways in Zhongzhou in the future.

This temptation made many monks who wanted to leave hesitate, and as a few more people spoke, there was no one who wanted to leave.

"Those who stay together to kill traitors will also win the friendship of Dao Xuanzong!"

"I, Sheng Chaozong, also agree!"

In the space of the two realms, the representatives of Dao Xuanzong and Sheng Chaozong also spoke separately, these three people represented the top forces in the Central Continent, and at this time, the other monks were already not only thinking about whether they could get the friendship of the three sects, but also thinking about whether they would offend the three sects at the same time if they chose to leave.

If these three sects are offended, I am afraid that it will be difficult to move an inch in Zhongzhou in the future!

Seeing that there were still more than 500 people left here, and no one left, Du He's face regained a smile.

He nodded at the disciples of Dao Xuanzong and Sheng Chaozong, and did not say words of thanks, because he knew that these two sects also did not want Ling Fan to live.

The survival of the inheritance of the Nine Dragons Lock Vein is itself a threat to these top sects in Zhongzhou.

"Ling Fan, one last time I ask you, do you want to fight, or do you want to abandon your cultivation and leave your life?"

Du He sneered and faced Ling Fan.

"Fight!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Fan had already shouted.

"Well, since you chose so, don't blame us for being ruthless. ”

As if he had already guessed that Ling Fan would answer like this, Du He opened his mouth without waiting after Ling Fan finished speaking, facing the surrounding monks, and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoists, for the glory of the Shenzhou Continent, please follow me and kill the traitor."

"Kill!"

As soon as the roar came out, Du He seemed to be worried that the other monks would not dare to be the first to make a move, so he actually sacrificed the magic weapon first and rushed towards Ling Fan first.

With Du He as the pioneer, the other monks were a little less worried about being used as cannon fodder, and the more than 500 people present immediately followed Du He and rushed towards Ling Fan in the center.

More than 500 people, each harnessing their own magic weapon, flocked to the center, if you look at it from the sky, it looks like a huge whirlpool.

With so many monks working together, even if most of them are only in the Jindan period, they are destined to be extraordinary together.

Such an attack was at least not something that Ling Fan in the early stage of the Yuan Infant could withstand.

So the moment he saw the battle start, Ling Fan couldn't help but directly put Meng Yun'er on his back.

"Hold me tight and let's kill it together!"

"Hmm!"

Ling Fan commanded with pride, and Meng Yun'er replied gently.

Although Meng Yun'er didn't remember the memories between Ling Fan and her, at this moment, even if she had only been with the man in front of her for less than a moment, she had already given him complete trust.

How can someone who can protect himself with his life not get all her trust?!

At this time, in Meng Yun'er's eyes, it seemed that Ling Fan was the only one left in the whole world, obediently hugging Ling Fan's neck, his legs tightened Ling Fan's waist, and the two were almost tightly together, as if they were fused into one person.

"With me, you don't have to worry, even if I die, I will die before you!"

The whispered words caused a monstrous wave in Meng Yun'er's heart, and before Meng Yun'er could calm down his mood, he had already felt Ling Fan's body suddenly tremble and disappear in place in an instant.

And at the moment when he disappeared, the place where they were just now had turned into a huge ball of light.

This ball of light was the result of countless Dao techniques colliding together.

"Now that you've made a move, I don't need to show mercy!"

"Four dragons turn into the sea, kill!"

Roar!

The shout came out of Ling Fan's mouth, and the four dragon chants immediately echoed in the sky.

Under Ling Fan's command, these four giant dragons rushed in four directions, and Ling Fan himself was even more closely behind one giant dragon.

The power of the giant dragon is much stronger than the strength of the early Yuan Infant monks, and a single dragon can almost make dozens of monks tired to deal with.

However, after all, the giant dragon was only transformed by Ling Fan's true qi, even if his strength was not weak, he could not stand the large number of opponents.

After a short cup of tea, the four dragons have all disappeared, but the dragons are not without gains, and the monks who died under the dragons at this time have exceeded 100 people!

The Nine Dragons Jue, the strength of the Nine Dragons Lock Vein Inheritance, can be seen.

Such a scene was shocking, but at the same time, many people deepened their determination to kill Ling Fan.

"The Dao technique is broken, I see if you die or not!"

At the moment when the giant dragon disappeared, a blue light suddenly appeared on Ling Fan's side.

The speed of this blue light was extremely fast, coupled with the fact that Ling Fan had just dodged an attack, the old qi disappeared, and when the new qi was not born, he couldn't completely dodge it at all.

Poof!

There was a muffled sound, and although he barely avoided the vital point, he still cut an inch-deep wound on his waist, and blood splashed and fell in the air, like a blooming blood lotus.

"Hurt?

This blue light was none other than one of Du He's short swords.

Holding the short sword that flew back, looking at Ling Fan's blood left on the short sword, looking at Ling Fan, whose face was pale and his clothes were almost covered with blood, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Today you will die!"

Bang

Du He said in a deep voice again, and was about to strike again, but before he could trigger the flying sword, a huge roar suddenly came out, constantly reverberating in the entire space of the two realms.

"What's going on?"