Inadvertently Invincible

Quiet!

The disciples downstairs were foolish.

The disciple who was screaming 'Morehouse Bullshit’ suddenly shut up.

They didn't expect this to happen.

Electric flame room.

What the fuck?

When a sword just swung, it wasn't very hegemonic. The odds were right in front of us. How did it happen in the blink of an eye?

Want the disciples of Taiwu Immortal Gate to see how powerful the ancient Immortal Sanctuary is.

But now the situation.

Something's wrong.

Miyagi felt nothing unexpected about the result, but what he didn't expect was that the loss was too fast.

At this moment.

Lin Fan saw this Taoist friend in a stupidity, as if he had been hit by a major blow, but he also couldn't help but say: “My dear Taoist friend, your swordsmanship is superb and life is rare at first sight. ”

He hopes to comfort each other so that they do not sink in grief.

“What you're saying is, life is rare at first sight, it's gone at first sight?” It is difficult for Mohaw to accept such a result, losing is not terrible, and what is terrible is that there is no room for resistance.

And so many disciples watched.

Face is gone.

Awkward!

Lin Fan was helpless and said there was nothing wrong with him. He didn't know how to continue comforting him.

“Elder Palace, let's end this trial. The disciples of Ancient Immortal Sanctuary are very powerful. I have taught them already, so there is no need to try again.” Lin Fan wants to retreat, you said this can't kill each other. What's the point of the comparison? Is it not good to watch others under the stage?

When it's funny, it's fun, it's good.

You have to come to the stage as an outsider to compete with others.

It's not good to lose.

Winning makes the disciples of Ancient Immortal Sanctuary disgraceful, how troublesome you say this is, why bother?

If Lin Fan doesn't say what he just said, he can say it.

But things can't be solved so easily now.

Everyone felt that there was something wrong with Lin Fan's words.

Taught.

Extremely powerful.

The point is, we fucking lost. Is that comfort or is it beating us in the face?

Don't want to try that's impossible.

The face you lost, you have to get it back.

"" Don't be modest, "said Miyamo." The disciples of the Holy Land should know that there are people outside, and there are days outside. Now the opportunity is rare, ask Lin Daoyou to point more to the disciples of the Holy Land. ”

Lin Fan sighed helplessly.

This is clearly about getting the Holy Land disciples beaten up.

What the hell do you think?

The disciples under the stage held a breath in their hearts.

“Let me ask you something.” Suddenly, a figure came from a distance, very fast, pulling out a long shadow.

At first glance, you know it's not the average person.

“Brother Kim did it. ”

“It seems that this battle can be divided into victories and losses. Brother Jin's cultivation has reached the realm of Jindan, but it is also three colors of Jindan, powerful, and the opportunity to swallow the hereditary fruits by chance, is invincible in the same realm. ”

“Hoo-hoo! Brother Kim is going to take back a game for our holy place. ”

“Yes, this is a sanctuary. It would be embarrassing to be hit by other doorman disciples. ”

This man, who now appears, has some place in the Ancient Immortal Holy Land, belongs to the Son of the Latter-day Son, and becomes a Son by stepping into the Yuan Baby Land.

Though he is now only in the kingdom of Kindan.

But the power is strong, and even when you meet a son, you have room to go around.

“Daoyou Lin, after the Holy Land of the Lower Ancient Immortals, to make up for the Golden Miao of the Son, came to ask for instruction.” The golden seedlings are handsome and extraordinary in appearance, and can be seen from the slightly bulging robes, they are very powerful at the method.

Lin Fan said: "Don't break your temper when the point is over. ”

The Golden Miao people knew that the other party was not weak, that they were strong and did not underestimate each other.

Now he is not fighting for himself, he is fighting for the Holy Land.

If you lose.

Face can't hang.

“Brother Kim, come on. ”

“Brother Kim, the face of the Holy Land depends on you. ”

The disciples shouted.

After the Battle of Mohaw, they had seen that ordinary disciples were not opponents at all.

Feel the high voices of your fellow teachers.

The golden seedlings felt the strength to hold themselves, and the power could no longer conceal the eruption.

Pause.

Seeing the Golden Miao man claw, he grabbed it towards Lin Fan, and the thick force shook the space. A phantom phoenix descended from the sky. The flaming claw was to scratch the target.

“Phoenix, this fairy magic is very good.” Lin Fan smiled.

In that instant, Jiulong roared out, wrapped around his body, Kowloon's undefeated Imperial Fist once launched, the power was extraordinary, and he also cultivated to the highest realm, let alone underestimated.

“Boy, this Kowloon is unbeatable. Looks like the one who passed it on.” Ou was invincible, watching the battle below and talking to himself.

Phoenix came out.

Kowloon wrapped around the bombardment.

Boom!

Amazing roaring sounds all over the world.

“How? ”

The Golden Miao people felt the forces of terror penetrate, their feet constantly retreating, each foot down the force was extremely horrific, until they retreated to the edge of the ring to stabilize.

A win or a loss.

Win or lose is already known.

“Jin Daoyou, the point is over, the victory and defeat are clear.” Lin Fan hugged his fist and said that he didn't use much magic, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, but he had to pour out blood and throw up.

Quiet surroundings.

The Golden Miao people looked at the faces of many of their brothers, and there was a fire in their hearts, "It's not over, I'm still on the ring, I won't let go next. ”

He can't hang on.

I thought I could cross the border, suppress each other, reclaim my face for the Holy Land, but now that this is happening, it's a huge gap from what he thought.

He is a fire spiritual root. He practises fire fairy talent.

At this time.

The golden seedlings quickly spin in the human body, and the magic pours out, pinching the fingerprints and exerting some kind of horrifying hand mark.

The surrounding temperatures heat up.

It's like being in a fireplace.

“Phoenix seal. ”

The golden seedlings roared, wrapped around the fairy rings, and then turned into a phantom phoenix towards Lin Fan, several times scarier than the previous power.

It's a magic trick.

But by the feeling, the other hand's imprint training has not yet reached the fire.

So say it.

It's really unnecessary to cultivate the Divine Spirit yourself. It takes time, but there's still some trouble.

The golden seedlings have blocked everything for themselves, and besides the fact that Pharaoh didn't use it, this has been his strongest move, containing the fruits of his centuries-old cultivation.

An understanding of the ‘Phoenix Seal’.

The disciples around them retreated far away, and they felt the temperature was too hot, too close to evaporate the whole population.

Brother Kim... Horror Russ.

Powerful and powerful.

The seat of the Son is also on the iron plate.

As for the disciple of Taiwu Xianmen, it would be better to surrender early.

“Why not? ”

Lin Fan sighed. He wanted to stay quietly in Ancient Immortal Sanctuary. Talk to the old dragon and mix up some good things. But he didn't think of Ancient Immortal Sanctuary people. He had to be given a chance to pretend.

You guys are so friendly.

I really don't want to break your hearts.

But now that this has happened, there is clearly no turning back, and I have to walk on my scalp.

Right now.

The original boiling scene, suddenly quiet.

Space, time seems to have stalled.

Don't know when.

Lin Fan appeared in front of the golden seedlings, and the flame burned on the golden seedlings spread directly towards both sides, while Lin Fan's arms were placed on each other's shoulders.

The golden seedlings stood there, their pupils magnified, maybe until now, he didn't understand exactly what was going on.

“By the end of the day, your powers are thick and your magic training is pretty good, but you're not my opponent. ”

Lin Fan crushed each other on the power.

Also, the other party's magic training is not in place, it can only be considered a small achievement.

And at most, it's just one percent more powerful.

If the other party trains this Spirit to the highest realm.

It does take a little effort.

Whoops!

The flames on the golden seedlings retract into the body.

The disciples around face to face.

Obviously a little unbelievable.

That's it?

Too soon, I guess.

The golden seedlings looked back at their fellow brothers.

There's some embarrassment standing here.

Far away.

Where the sons and daughters are.

“This disciple of Taiwu Immortal Gate is very powerful, very powerful, once Brother Jin defeats, losing is also not unjust.” A son drank tea and slowly commented.

“But after all, this is a holy place, and the other side wins several consecutive games. If no one shows up, it's a little embarrassing, and we still need to take it back ourselves. ”

“And only we, the Virgin of the Son, can be taller with him. ”

The Son looked at it thoroughly, and the head of the analysis was Dao.

“If it were up to us, there would be something wrong with the contest," said another son, "and letting each other lose here is a little too much for our ancient sacred place. ”

Immediately afterwards, a man in a black robe laughed: “Then let me go to the next scene. I have just become a son for a few years. I also need to build a prestige in front of my brothers and sisters. I wonder if my brothers will give me a chance to make a difference. ”

“Okay, let me give it to you, but don't let it hurt your life. The other party is the elder of the palace to bring back to the holy place. He is also a disciple of Taiwu Immortal Gate. He can't do it too well. Your insidious gods can still not do it without doing it.” A son warned.

"Rest assured, I have a number in my heart," said the black robe son. "The guy has a lot of power, but compared to me, there is still a gap. I am sure that I will take him down with a cup of tea and will only hurt him a little. ”

On the ring.

The golden seedlings left with their heads down.

Lin Fan comforted, your strength is good and your powers are strong. It's really amazing. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have barely reacted.

Somehow, the more the Golden Miao listens to these words of comfort, the more they suffer.

“Elder Palace, why don't you just let it go? I've tried. The disciples of the Holy Land are really amazing, admirable and admirable.” Lin Fan said with utmost humility.

It's just a feeling that someone...

Bang, bang! Pfft!

My face hurts.

Miyamo laughed: “No problem. I still know what Lin Daoyou is capable of. Let's do it again. ”

He knows Lin Fan's strength.

Let the disciples of the Holy Land compete with him.

I just want to use Lin Fan's hand to make some disciples of the Holy Land understand that there are people outside, and there is a day outside.

After all, the name of the Holy Land is too high.

A lot of disciples swell up to heaven.

As for the next war.

That's the point.

The Son fought with him, winning big time, but didn't let Lin Daoyou lose face.

After all, the Son is well placed in the Holy Land.

Losing to the Son is not embarrassing.

Lin Fan blinked.

Again...

Or forget it.

I really don't want to beat people up, my conscience can't get over it.