Soon after, Xia Shentong also returned, and they sent the unconscious monk Huineng back to the inn where Wuliang Mountain was located.

"I'm really sorry! This incident is all because of me, and it has affected Huineng. Lin Fan looked at the monk Huineng who was still lying on the couch and said, "The Dharma Body of the King of Immovable Ming is not something that can be summoned by ordinary formations, Huineng this kid only did it after consuming a Buddha relic, it seems that you are indeed his most important friend." An old monk said to Lin Fan.

"Buddha relics, what is that?" Xia Shentong asked, although he had a father in the realm of a real person, he had never consulted about anything in cultivation.

"Buddha cultivators are different from immortal cultivators, we don't have a primordial god, only a relic, and the relic is equivalent to a primordial god. Huineng produced seven relics, and just consumed one, which is equivalent to the damage of the Yuan Shen. The old monk sighed and said.

The Iron Pot Dao and Lin Fan were silent, they didn't expect Hui Neng to pay such a big price, it was difficult to recover from the damage to the Yuan Shen, and it might even threaten life.

Lin Fan nodded, I can't live up to the expectations of these friends who can stick a knife in his ribs, he feels that his responsibility is heavier, but his confidence is stronger!

"Hurry up! Huineng, I knew that I would use that thing. Lin Fan said, he thought that this was just an ordinary formation, and even the Iron Pot Dao people only knew the name of the Dao, but he didn't expect to pay such a big price.

The night passed, and Huineng's condition improved, and he was able to open his eyes, but he couldn't say much.

"Lin Fan's time is almost up, you go to the Wutong Shenmu first, I will stay here today to take care of Huineng, Xia Shen will go to the Yanyu Building to investigate the origin of those people after a while. The Iron Pot Daoist said to Lin Fan, the immortal cultivators outside had already gone to the Wutong Divine Tree one after another.

"Lin Fan, go ahead...... Don't worry about me...... I'll be able to recover after a while!" said Monk Huineng, his voice was very weak and his complexion was very bad.

"Yesterday's battle really feasted my eyes on the head of the Wang family! All of you who came to compete today are all winners, and they are all well-deserved young heroes. The competition will continue, I hope you can stop at the point in the competition, and don't hurt the harmony. The head of the Wang family spoke, and glanced at Lin Fan as he spoke.

Lin Fan frowned, he suspected that it might be the people of the Wang family who did it to them yesterday, Xia Shentong didn't know if Lu Dao could find out some clues.

At this time, Wang Yan'er, who was behind the head of the Wang family, waved towards Lin Fan, looking very happy, and the immortal cultivators watching on the Wutong Divine Tree were dazed, and some fanatical and arrogant blades even thought that Wang Yan'er was waving at them, and began to shout one by one. An invincible posture in the world.

"The first game!Yongzhou Lin Fan vs. Jingzhou Ma Yi!" The middle-aged man of the Wang family in the ring shouted, Lin Fan flew to the stage, and the eyes of the entire people watching the battle on the Wutong Divine Tree were focused on him.

"He's Lin Fan! I didn't come yesterday, but I heard that he defeated the second son of the Hong family, and he is a dark horse, and his strength is probably on par with those Xianmen heirs!"

"Yesterday's battle was wonderful! The second son of the Hong family even released the evil demon sealed by the Hong family, but he was still defeated!"

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The immortal cultivators outside the ring were talking, the name Lin Fan may not be known yet, but this battle of the Wang family will inevitably become famous all over the world!

"I've heard of Lin Fan's brother Tai's name as early as Jingzhou! It's really an honor to be able to fight today!" said the strong-looking immortal cultivator opposite Lin Fan with a copper hammer said with a smile. It's like a big bear standing up.

"Please!" Lin Fan stretched out his hand and said, then took out the big iron axe.

"Okay, then I'll do my best!" The sturdy immortal cultivator swung the copper hammer and puffed up a whirlwind and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's Xuanhuang aura was burning, and he was dressed in a layer of Xuanhuang battle clothes, and Lin Fan held a big iron axe to shake it down. The big iron axe collided with the brass hammer, and there was an earth-shattering roar.

Lin Fan and that person each took a step back, the other party's strength was very strong, not much worse than Lin Fan, but Lin Fan didn't do his best just now. If he tried his best, he would still be able to shake the other party farther.

"Good axe!" the sturdy immortal cultivator shouted as he glanced at the copper hammer that had been cut into a deep dent by the big iron axe, and then rushed up again.

"Don't think I'll only use brute force!" the stout immortal cultivator suddenly roared, his steps forming a wonderful rhythm. Like a war drum beating before the Great War, a huge bronze hammer natal god statue suddenly appeared above Lin Fan's head, and then smashed down towards Lin Fan.

"Shock!" Lin Fan shouted and took a step forward, this step concealed the essence of the nine steps of Zhantian, with that invincible spirit, he seemed to turn into a peerless god of war in an instant, fighting for nine heavens and hitting nine shadows!

Lin Fan held the bronze hammer god statue high with one hand, and the sturdy immortal cultivator had already been shocked by Lin Fan's step and vomited blood and retreated.

"It's so strong, but I won't admit defeat easily!" said the sturdy immortal cultivator, his gaze as firm as a rock!

"Then let you see my true strength!" Lin Fan said, a huge voice of a fire phoenix appeared behind him, the phoenix roared, flapping its wings and setting off an overwhelming divine fire!

Shenhuo's strong immortal cultivator surrounded him, but he didn't hurt him, Lin Fan had no grievances with this person, and he didn't need to make more enemies with this enemy.

"I'm defeated!" the sturdy immortal cultivator said frankly, Lin Fan also put away the Divine Phoenix Fire, after all, ordinary Immortal Cultivators could hardly even withstand the high temperature of the Divine Phoenix Fire.

Lin Fan pulled the man up and walked out of the ring, the battle with ordinary immortal cultivators Lin Fan didn't need to use the power of heaven and earth in his body at all, but this was a kind of respect, and the other party had no complaints even if he lost after seeing such a powerful force.

Then the battle of the disciples of the immortal sect or the family that the Wang family is optimistic about is still as boring as yesterday, and they are still arranged to fight with those weaker immortal cultivators, and the Wang family needs to ensure that the one who becomes the son-in-law of the Wang family is one of the people they fancy, as for who it is, it depends on the strength of those people.

"The Wang family doesn't know what Lu Dao is up to, do they have the confidence to be sure that other people can defeat me?" Lin Fan said to himself, the first battle of the day was also seen, and the Wang family's arrangement didn't seem to take Lin Fan to heart.

Lin Fan still has two battles today, after all, there are fewer and fewer people who have been eliminated to compete, and tomorrow is almost the time to decide who can hold the beauty.

Half a day has passed, this competition is over, and the next round is the third round of battle. Now those who remain are masters, and the further you go, the more difficult it will be.

"The third round! The first game! Cangming Mountain, Li Mingyang, Qingzhou Sun Fang!"

Li Mingyang of Cangming Mountain came on the field, and he was fighting against a very famous young man in Qingzhou, but that person was really not Li Mingyang's opponent, Li Mingyang slapped that person out of the ring with a big Cangming palm.

"Li Mingyang's strength has improved again......" Lin Fan said to himself, when he first met Li Mingyang, his strength was about the same as that of the Iron Pot Dao people, and now he should be one point stronger than the Iron Pot Dao people.

"Next!Yangzhou Eight Immortals Painting Immortal Battle Yongzhou Lin Fan!" the middle-aged man in the ring announced.

"Painting immortals, I heard that he is a genius! The eight immortals of Yangzhou are all strange people!"

"I heard that the painting fairy uses pen and ink as a sword, and there will be a wonderful painting after a battle!"

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Lin Fan stepped into the ring, and the painting fairy also came on the stage with pen and ink and a picture scroll, and his white-clothed body naturally exuded the breath of ink. It is as if he is a figure who has stepped out of a landscape painting.

"Heaven and earth are paintings, Tao is ink, and slanting is all beings!" said the painting fairy, and the scene in the ring suddenly changed, as if falling into an ink painting.

"Painting immortals, I'll see if you deserve the name of this 'immortal'!" Lin Fan said, since the other party was not polite as soon as he came on the field, then he also wanted to let the other party see what it meant to be invincible!

"This is in my picture scroll!, how can you be the one in the painting who can beat me?" the painting fairy whispered, and Lin Fan found that his figure had been painted by the painting fairy in the picture scroll in his hand.

At this time, the painting fairy waved, and he drew a giant dragon in the scroll, and the ink-like ring suddenly surged, and an ink-colored dragon coiled down on the sky.

The dragon roared, spitting out wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Lin Fan stretched out a runic barrier to block the dragon's attack, and then rushed towards the painting immortal himself, Lin Fan thought that as long as he attacked the person who painted it, everything would be broken!

Lin Fan slashed towards the painting immortal with an axe, just when he thought he had slashed the painting immortal. The painting fairy suddenly disappeared and appeared in the distance under a willow tree he had painted.

"This is the world of painting, every grass, tree, mountain and water are painted for me, and I am the god who created this world!" said the painting fairy, and he waved again. Countless demons and strange beasts were drawn, and Lin Fan was instantly besieged.

"Is it the law of space? There is a trace, but he shouldn't have stepped into the Liuhe Transformation Realm!" Lin Fan muttered to himself. It's easy to deal with these painted things, but Lin Fan will be exhausted sooner or later if the other party keeps drawing like this.

"Force me to be rude!" Lin Fan shouted, a raging fire ignited around him, and he was about to forcibly burn this so-called "Painting World Realm".

"Extinguish!" "Extinguish!" the painting fairy drew a torrential rain in the picture scroll, wanting to extinguish the Divine Phoenix Fire, but this time he miscalculated, the Divine Phoenix Fire is the Divine Fire in the world, how can it be so easy to be extinguished.

"Burn it! burn this heaven and earth!" Lin Fan shouted, and the fire of the Divine Phoenix Fire became even more intense, burning everything around him completely.

"What a good painting, but unfortunately only the fire remains, since the painting has been abolished, then the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!" said the painting fairy, and then he waved again, painting a scene of the destruction of the world in the scroll.

The heavens are falling, the earth is sinking, and the ocean has long since dried up! The painting immortal had obviously heard of the scene of the ancient catastrophe, and this time he painted it in the picture scroll.

"But I advise you not to paint any more, or you will die a terrible death." Lin Fan started a talisman barrier to protect himself, but he didn't do anything to the painting immortal, in Lin Fan's opinion, painting the immortal was self-defeating.

The painting fairy's face changed, obviously realizing something, but it was too late.

A heavenly thunder fell from the sky for no reason, and the heavenly thunder smashed the magic circle on the ring and slashed on the painting immortal's body, and the painting immortal vomited blood and fell to the ground, and the white clothes on his body were also stained with vermilion blood.

"You're too strong! I'm so eager to win that I forgot that I broke the taboo......" The painting fairy laughed miserably, and then he lost his breath, and the scroll in his hand turned into shredded paper and scattered in the wind. (To be continued......)