"Killed?"

I don't know who broke the silence.

People were no longer in the mood to pay attention to whether they were killed or not, and now everyone's eyes were focused on Li Fan's hands.

Li Fan was holding an artifact in his hand that they didn't recognize, and the aura of the immortal path could be faintly seen.

Li Fan looked at the Thunderbolt Gray Knife Ruthless Shovel in his hand, and there was some joy in his eyes.

At that juncture just now, the big lion dissipated, turning into a streamer and melting into this artifact, making the aura of this artifact even more extraordinary.

"Lingbao!" someone spoke heavily.

Li Fan looked at a group of people and found that their eyes were different.

For example, the generation of sacrificial spirits of the four clans of wind, rain, thunder and lightning only disappeared after a trace of surprise, and it was too bland.

For example, the ancestor of the Immortal Pavilion, the woman who was so beautiful that she was called the first beauty a thousand years ago, had a little ripple on the face of the allure that never aged.

For example, the one-armed sect master of the Nine Void Sect couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes at all, and their ancestor, who was that petite little girl, also looked at Li Fan with a pair of deep pupils.

There is also the old man of the royal family, this god forbidden powerhouse who is about to sink most of his body into the ground, and the killing intent in his eyes is not concealed at all.

A group of people hula surrounded them, not close, but vaguely blocked all Li Fan's retreats.

This is a spiritual treasure, almost everyone thinks that this thing has killed the terrifying big lion, but they don't believe that Li Fan can destroy it, and they don't want to find a reason for the big lion to disappear.

"The contemporary priest of Rain Village?" the Grand Prince asked.

The Human Emperor Sutra relied on the dragon qi of Dachuan to practice, so that the great prince looked quite supreme, and he had a great majesty at a young age.

The key is to look at the younger generation, the eldest prince is quite invincible, and there are few rivals.

Now he is less than a hundred steps away from Li Fan, which is a distance that can launch a lore in an instant, and his eyes always fall on Li Fan's hands.

"Exactly!" Li Fan also generously admitted, and he was already secretly vigilant in his heart, and the fool could see that something was going to happen.

"A thousand years ago, my royal family once exiled the Rain Clan, and suppressed the cultivation path of the descendants of this clan, a while ago I traveled to the Sin Domain, and I heard that the Rain Village was liberated by you?"

The eldest prince opened his mouth lightly, quite a bit of the taste of the teacher asking for guilt.

But people didn't say anything, and now they saw a spiritual treasure in Li Fan's hands, and they wanted to snatch the master's fame.

There are also people who set their eyes on the four tribes in the distance, and there is no action or expression.

The eyes of those four people were so pure that there was not a trace of impurity.

This put many people at ease.

"Yes, I'm the contemporary priest spirit of Yucun, are you teaching me to do things?" Li Fan said lightly.

"But ask me the royal family, privately untie the suppression of the rain clan, and continue their broken path, your sin is unforgivable, I will deprive you of everything now!"

After the eldest prince finished speaking, there was a scorching heat in his eyes, and the cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Realm also broke out in an instant.

"Child, do it boldly, in this great wilderness, I don't need to be restrained by the royal family's actions!"

The old man emperor gave the eldest prince a reassuring pill, and at the same time, a cyan petal appeared in his hand, and his eyes glanced at the direction where the four clan sacrifice spirits were located.

He compromised with the Four Sacrifice Spirits before, because it was not yet the time to fight hard, and at that time, several sects were on opposite sides, and now everyone is in the same line, and the purpose is all Lingbao, and he is really not very empty of the Four Sacrifice Spirits.

"Twelve-Rank Qinglian!" The contemporary sect master of Tianqi Mountain exclaimed, and at the same time, the old man emperor was secretly kept.

He didn't think that this old guy had brought all the mutilated spiritual treasures.

The only known spiritual treasure in the Great Wilderness, above all magic weapons, originally had twelve leaves, but now there is only one leaf left, but even if it is one leaf, it is not an immortal means invincible.

"Hehe, it's really magnificent, bring this crippled spirit treasure used to suppress a country's luck here, Brother Ren is really generous......"

The old Taoist priest of Tianqi Mountain said in a shadowy manner.

If there is any big force in the Great Wilderness that is most unhappy with the royal family, it must be Tianqi Mountain.

"If you don't bring it, how can you stop some supper. The old man emperor also squinted his eyes and replied coldly.

Li Fan looked at everyone, and it was almost certain that as long as there was an opportunity, there was a chance that these people would rush up and snatch it directly.

No one is moving now, on the one hand, it is to take care of the four clans of sacrifice spirits, and on the other hand, it is indeed a bit of a burden to attack a sacrifice spirit.

Li Fan couldn't sit still, he glanced at the first generation of sacrifice spirits in Rain Village again, and after getting an affirmative nod, he said strongly:

"If you want the spiritual treasure in my hand, I'll give you a chance to defeat me in the same realm! If you use the great realm to suppress me, don't blame me for not giving you face!"

"Heh, such a big breath, I'll meet you!"

Unexpectedly, the eldest prince didn't move, but it was Qin Bingyao, the senior sister of the Immortal Pavilion who was as cold as ice, moved, and the temperature around her dropped rapidly, and the snowflakes fell.

The Immortal Pavilion only accepts female disciples, because their inheritance techniques are only suitable for female disciples to cultivate.

Mending the Heavens, only a few old antiques know the origin of this remnant art, which was realized by the sage Nuwa when she mended the sky.

A thousand years ago, it was brought by a few people who claimed to be from heaven.

Those people said that they came to the Great Wilderness to look for something, but they were killed by the four clans of wind, rain, thunder and lightning at that time, and they explored this residual art and gave them the first beauty of the Great Wilderness that they loved.

That is, the ancestor of the current Immortal Pavilion, and there is also this sect that can already resist the royal family after only a thousand years of inheritance.

The art of mending the heavens can infinitely stimulate people's potential, cultivate to the fullest, and carry the vision with you, it is a technique that can make people immortal from people, and eternal youth is its basic embodiment.

However, there are very few people who can cultivate to perfection in the past thousand years, and Qin Bingyao of this generation is one of them.

Li Fan saw that the first person to act was this iceberg beauty who was looked at by him, and he was careless when he looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

These snowflakes fell, making him feel that his actions had been affected to a certain extent, and the operation of his divine power was also half a beat slower.

At that moment, the transformation fire exploded, so that the snow could not get three feet close, and in Qin Bingyao's cold eyes, Li Fan did not feel her desire for that spiritual treasure, but a killing intent and a trace of hesitation.

At that moment, Li Fan had to make a big move.

"Sister, it's too much for you to do this, besides, I didn't see some places clearly at the beginning, and I was blocked by something black, so I don't need to commit such a big killing intent, right?"

The lethality of this move was extremely terrifying, and I saw that the aura on Qin Bingyao's body was obviously stagnant, and there was a bit of disorder, and then a mouthful of blood spit out violently, and his face turned a little pale.

When people saw that Li Fan hadn't done anything, Qin Bingyao spat blood first, and several young people's faces became solemn.

How can it be said that Qin Bingyao is also an existence at the same level or even stronger than them, and now he looks injured before he fights.

Several ancestors looked even more weird, obviously Li Fan's transmission of their level was caught, and a person who was old and refined guessed the plot of seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

Li Fan then made a big move: "Besides, let's see if I won't get pregnant, to be honest, it's me who suffers, I have a nosebleed all over the place, and it took several days to make up for my body to recover, and now I still have a nosebleed in my dreams, and my dreams are full of white and big ......."

"That's enough, I'll kill you!" Qin Bingyao shouted, completely cutting off the last trace of the burden of the other party's identity as a sacrificial spirit, and the powerful divine sense overbearingly dispersed Li Fan's peerless killing move.

If you let this disciple continue to speak, the devil knows what to say.

She really regretted that she didn't have a firm pursuit to cut down the roots.

It took a few days for this disciple to recover, and this happened a day ago.

The Ancestor of the Immortal Pavilion frowned even more, and looked Qin Bingyao up and down with his eyes.

Boom!

The cold light is cold, and the frost is ten miles away.

The wind and snow are howling, and suddenly people feel that they have come to the world of ice and snow, and there is only wind and snow in their eyes.

The next moment, countless ice swords formed in the sky and blasted towards Li Fan.

When did Qin Bingyao ever be so angry, she directly turned into a great magician, controlled the ice and snow in the sky, and vowed to bombard Li Fan to death.