Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

The eighth day of June!

Northern Territory Sword Sacred Land!

3000 years ago, the holy land of swords was attacked by heavenly demons, and the current master of the sword gods slaughtered all demons by virtue of his supreme power.But afterward, the three thousand powerhouses in the Sword Sacred Land became demons and disappeared from other lands.

After this battle, the Holy Land has not recruited disciples for a long time.

But today, the Holy Land of Swords has opened its gates to recruit mainland disciples.

As long as there is Tianjiao, who has crossed the Hundred Thousand Mountains and came beyond the Sword Mountain, he is eligible to enter it.

Beyond the sword mountain, figures walked out of the mountain.

Lin Fan was also among them. He walked out of the mountain and looked in the direction of Jianshan.

Clothes are ragged, and the body is covered with animal skins.

The memory of that battle made Lin Fan completely hidden.

Being a human being in two lifetimes, Lin Fan really never thought that it would become like this.

After leaving the village, Lin Fan thought about Liu Lao Liu and Dahan Village day and night.

Lin Fan clenched his fists tightly, and his gloomy expression made Lin Fan extremely pale.

"I must kill God and complete the first task."

"I still have a chance!"

This opportunity, Lin Fan came up with after this period of training.

"Holy place?"

"I want to practice!"

Along the way, Lin Fangou survived.

"How far is it from Dahan Village here?"

"Sixth Master, you can say that the territory of the Han Dynasty is far away, guarding the human race."

"But here, there is Tianyuan Shenchao? No one knows the big man."

Just when Lin Fan was wondering, a phoenix cry came from above the void.

"Is that Emperor Qingluan?"

"My God, the ancient emperor was born? Came to the Holy Sword Land?"

Someone looked up at Qingluan, and Lin Fan also looked up.

"Too flamboyant, isn't it?"

Among the Qingluan beasts, there is a handsome young man, like a banished fairy, hunting in white clothes.

"Emperor? Still in ancient times?"

Lin Fan muttered, he has Qingluan, so he can only rely on his legs.

Not only the emperor's son, but Lin Fan also saw figures coming out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and then a peerless aura radiated into the heaven and earth.

These people are all proud of the heavens, and each of them possesses the spirit palace realm.

In the mainland of China, practice immortal martial arts.

The Realm of Immortal Martial Arts: "Spirit Sea, Spirit Palace, Sitong, Spirit Body, Dao Slash, etc."

Above the immortal martial arts, there are even legendary immortals.

The blessings of the gods descended, allowing all races to have the inheritance of immortal martial arts.

"god?"

Lin Fan despises the raised corners of his mouth, no matter what, he has a system in his body.It was heard in the Dahan Village that those high gods were also slaughtered by the people of the Dahan.

"The village chief and others must be fine, I will definitely kill the gods and go back to find you!"

"I just don't know what it will be like to recruit disciples this time?"

"I'm a vulgar person now, so I'm in trouble."

Just when Lin Fan thought of this, a lotus platform appeared above the void.

"Is that so?"

"Elder of the Holy Land?"

"Saints?"

"Goodbye, Sage!"

Many disciples knelt down, and the holy land sent sages.This is the first time in 3000 years that a mountain has been opened to accept disciples.

The presence of the sages shows that the Sword God attaches great importance to the acceptance of apprentices, and they must perform well. What if they are accepted by the sages?
A strong man came from the depths of the Holy Land, his soul was condensed, and he looked down.

The sage elder appeared, quite simply.

"This is the guide, all the arrogances, it is very good to be able to cross the [-] mountains!"

"However, there is still one level to pass!"

The elder stretched out his fingers and shook them lightly.

With this grip, I saw a roar coming from the depths of the Holy Land, and then a huge mountain came through the air.

"Sword Mountain? Holy Land Sword Mountain?"

"Thinking too much, this is the projection of Jianshan!"

"boom!"

The sword mountain fell and turned into a sword altar.

Inside the sword altar, Xuanshui turned into a goldfish and soared up.

"Dragon Gate!"

Lin Fan also saw that in the water, there was a golden light shining on the Dragon Gate.

"This is the Holy Land, ten thousand years ago, get the Dragon Gate!"

"As long as you step out of the Dragon Gate, you will be able to raise one level of realm!"

"Fish jumping over the dragon's gate, the great divine power of the Holy Land!"

Before everyone finished speaking, the elder pressed hard again.The sword altar fell completely, and the water splashed everywhere, and then everyone saw the sword altar with swords stuck in it.

"So many? Are they all spirit swords?"

"I feel, my precious soldiers..."

As soon as a Tianjiao finished speaking, an autumn leaf sword in his hand fell towards the ground with a mournful cry.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Ordinary swords, even treasures from other domains, are stuck in the soil outside the sword altar.

"Worship of Wan Jian!"

Lin Fan took a step back. Compared with these arrogances, he is mediocre.Lin Fan was very careful. If it was a duel, Lin Fan turned around and left, thinking of other ways to join the sect.

On the sword altar, Xuanhuang Qi once again descended.

This air current ignites the world.

The prestige of the Holy Land really shocked the world.

"If you want to enter the Holy Land Gate, worship the Sword Altar!"

"Obtain a sword qi, you can enter the Holy Land and become a disciple of the handyman!"

"Obtain the three sword qi, you can enter the Holy Land and become an outer disciple!"

"Obtain ten sword qi, you can enter the Holy Land and become an inner disciple!"

"Obtain the projection of the spirit sword, you can enter the Holy Land and become a true disciple!"

"Obtain the spirit sword, you can enter the Holy Land and become a direct disciple!"

"Get the sound of the sword altar, and be a holy son!"

Lin Fan's pupils shrank. Fortunately, it's not a fight!