They are angry!
Everyone was furious and wanted to go up and tear Lin Fan into pieces!
"There is a magic circle here that I can use at any time. Are you going to give it to me or not?" Lin Fan's eyes were sharp.
In fact, there is naturally no magic circle here.
However, no one dares to take risks. If there really is a magic circle, and Lin Fan is so weird that he can control the magic circle here, they will all die here.
"We don't want to fight! Lin Fan, don't really think that you are the most powerful monk in the world!" someone said angrily.
However, their leader finally nodded, took out a talisman and placed it in Lin Fan's hand.
"Brother, how can you give it to him!" Everyone was furious!
The senior brother gritted his teeth.
"Don't forget the tragic situation of Yunlong Paradise!"
Everyone remembered the tragic situation in Yunlong Blessed Land before.
Everyone died, all the talismans were broken, and nothing was left. Only one person escaped and told them about the incident.
Even if they were unwilling to do so, they still felt a little timid at this time.
I can only hand over my talismans one by one.
When leaving, the leader brother turned around and asked, "Lin Fan, is there anything you want us to bring to Mr. Ning?"
Lin Fan nodded and smiled.
"When I get back, I will tell you, Mr. Ning, to keep him away from the people of my Qinglan Sect."
There was a crazy light surging in his eyes.
"I don't care who he is, even if I, the King of Heaven, come and dare to touch someone from my Qinglan Sect, I will take a bite out of his body!"
At this time, Lin Fan looked like a wolf.
It’s scary and makes people feel cold!
They all fell silent and left quietly.
Lin Fan was the only one heading to the pagoda.
There are three stone tablets in front of the pagoda, which are the core of the magic circle.
"This is the dragon pattern array." Lin Fan said to himself.
The Dragon Pattern Array is said to be able to activate the powerful power of the real dragon and suppress evil spirits.
In other words, this tower is not a magic weapon at all, but something that cooperates with the dragon pattern array to suppress evil spirits.
"No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it cannot exist for 900,000 years. The evil spirit inside should be dead."
Lin Fan said to himself, not afraid of what was inside, and started to crack the magic circle.
This is a magic circle arranged by Empress Feiyang herself, and it is very difficult to break.
Even Lin Fan took a day and a half to break through.
He took a long breath and felt a little relaxed.
"It's time to go in and take a look."
He just wanted to step into the tower.
At that time, a pool of blood suddenly flew towards Lin Fan's body.
Lin Fan had a powerful soul and quick eyesight and quick hands. He had already taken out a magical weapon to block the pool of blood.
However, this pool of blood is very corrosive, and it has already melted the magic weapon in just a moment.
Then, the pus and blood went back and were collected into a palm-sized gourd.
The man holding the gourd looked no different from a normal person, but Lin Fan could see that there were some strange lines on his neck.
That is a magic pattern, a magic pattern that only demons can have.
This is another big devil.
"This treasure is good, how did you refine it?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
"What about this? I killed 200,000 of you to refine a ball of blood as big as a fist. It's not easy." The demon laughed.
This is a demonic soldier, with a strong evil aura that makes people feel frightened.
"I've been here for three months, and I've been waiting for someone to open this circle, but that whirlwind is useless!"
The demon laughed loudly and said, "Now I've been turned on by you, a young boy in the foundation building stage. God help me, God help me!"
If he was opened by those ten people, he might not be able to defeat him.
After all, those ten people had talismans in their hands, but he didn't.
Something like a talisman is too expensive to make!
It often takes monks in the Nascent Soul stage to lose some essence and blood, and it takes several years to make up for it.
Human monks may do this kind of thing to protect their descendants or friends.
However, the demons will not.
He doesn't have any talisman, so it's very difficult to fight ten of them one at a time!
However, Lin Fan was just a young monk at the peak of the foundation building stage.
In his eyes, this kind of little monk is like a dish, and he can kill it with just one finger!
"In this tower, a super genius from the ancient times of our demon clan is suppressed. As long as I can get the inheritance inside today, I can grow into the mainstay of the demon clan in the future!"
The demon monk laughed loudly and said, "Before that, I will send you to the west!"
After saying that, he activated his gourd, and the ball of pus and blood appeared again, trying to melt Lin Fan.
Lin Fan couldn't help but shake his head.
The demons are indeed powerful, and they have no scruples, so they can refine many powerful treasures.
However, this demon was restricted.
If this was a demon in the late Golden Core stage, he would definitely run away if he saw it.
Just like last time.
However, this demon's cultivation level has been limited to the first level of the Golden Core Stage.
For Lin Fan, the problem was not too big.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, the spiritual energy became radiant under the control of the soul.
His hands were like two knives, becoming very sharp.
"Nine forms of fighting demons! If you can withstand the first form of the demon-slaying sword, that's your merit!"
Lin Fan laughed.
The Nine Styles of Fighting Demons is the method of Empress Feiyang. Because the soul is powerful and attached to the aura, it can produce various incredible effects.
In the era where Empress Feiyang lived, the demon clan was raging and very arrogant, so Empress Feiyang devoted her life to fighting the demon clan.
The Nine Demonic Fighting Styles are techniques specially developed to fight against demons.
He cut it with two hands. The pus and blood were obviously very dangerous, but he cut it off with one knife!
Then he rushed forward, and the two big knives turned into giant blades of light that were hundreds of feet long, running along the module's body.
"Time!"
The demon's body had been torn open by him and fell into two halves, falling to the ground.
This demon's eyes are filled with incredulity.
how so?
It took him 100,000 people to create this powerful treasure.
But now it’s useless to this young man!
This boy is too powerful!
He was not dead yet. He looked at Lin Fan and spoke while coughing up blood.
"You...who are you?"
Lin Fan smiled and said: "My name is Lin Fan. Last time I killed one of your monks who claimed to be one of the top ten geniuses of the demon clan."
"What! You killed Lord Luo Shui!"
The demon's eyes widened in disbelief.
Recently, one of the top ten geniuses of their demon clan died.
Although it was only the tenth ranked genius, this incident still shocked everyone.
No one knows who killed the top ten geniuses.
"No way, no way, no way you killed him!" His eyes widened.
"Even if your methods are all-powerful, you still can't kill Lord Luo Shui!"
Lin Fan didn't answer.
Naturally, the man was not killed by himself, but by his daughter.
At that time, his cultivation level had not reached the ninth level of the foundation building stage, but Lord Luo Shui was no longer weak. His cultivation level was strong, and he also had magic weapons that could suppress him.
But so what?
Lin Fan just said that he was the one who killed him. Who can deny it?
"I was the one who killed him." Lin Fan was extremely sure.
He is so shameless!
This made the demon monk extremely regretful.
"It was really you who killed me. Even Luo Shuijun died in your hands. I am not as good as Luo Shuijun for daring to provoke you."
He kept coughing up blood and regretted it very much.
