This sect is going against the sky

Seeing the other party's eagerness to kill him and then hurry up, Lin Fan looked at that face in his mind for a while, but he must have no memory of it.

Yuan Kun: "..."

Thinking of the scene where he was beaten into a pig's head by a brat, his face suddenly became more gloomy.

While the two were talking, the frozen desert eagle finally recovered.

The desert eagle let out a long cry, and its bloodthirsty eagle eyes became even redder.

Flapping its wings brought a gust of wind, swooping down towards Lin Fan like lightning.

Lin Fan dodged and disappeared on the spot, and the eagle's claws like iron hooks dug out a half-meter-deep sand pit on the ground.

Just when it spread its wings and was about to fly high into the sky again, suddenly a black shadow flashed, and Lin Fan's figure suddenly appeared on his back.

With a huge force coming, the eagle uttered a loud and clear cry.

The whole body of the bird sank heavily into the sandpit, without even a trace of resistance.

And on its back, Lin Fan stood impressively on it, his figure straight, like a long spear.

"Bastard, let go of Ah Da!"

There was a sudden shout from the crowd.

Lin Fan raised his eyes and saw a girl with exquisite facial features rushing out of the crowd with a face full of anger.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he was suddenly furious, and there seemed to be two clusters of flames burning in his beautiful eyes.

He didn't care about Lin Fan's cultivation level at all, without saying a word, he drew out the maroon whip on his waist and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan had no intention of fighting with him, seeing the long whip coming, his figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the periphery of the formation.

It was also at this time that he noticed that practitioners could be seen almost on the periphery of the entire formation.

These people all come from different sects, and there are even many shadows of casual cultivators among them.

Lin Fan couldn't help raising his brows slightly, it seems that the Heavenly Emperor Sect has been completely missed by others!
On the other side, Beiming Lingyue was guarding in front of the big bird with a look of defense.

"It was your father who took the lead before, right?"

Lin Fan looked at her with a calm expression.

"So what?"

As Beiming Lingyue's eyes shifted, she could vaguely see the figures of Beimingyuan and the others not far away, shuttling back and forth in the void. , although she didn't know exactly what method Lin Fan used, but she could already see that even if she was besieged by several people, she was the one who lost in the end.

"You must be very proud now, right? Not only have you defeated Huo Misheng and Ling Meier, but even the combination of the four great nirvana realms failed to keep you."

"What do you want to say?" Lin Fan heard something in her words, and couldn't help being a little curious.

If this were the normal situation, those who know the current affairs would have already knelt down and begged for mercy, but judging by this little girl's every move, it seemed that she was deliberately delaying time.

Sure enough, as soon as such thoughts flashed through his mind, Beiming Lingyue suddenly smiled at him, and said with burning eyes: "Sect Master Lin has been here for a quarter of an hour, isn't there any discomfort?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly changed while he was holding his chest, he was a bit reluctant to stand up: "You guys..."

"It seems that the medicine has taken effect." The smile on Beiming Lingyue's face became brighter, and her eyes were full of disdain when she looked at Lin Fan.

"So it was drugged." Lin Fan suddenly realized, and regained his previous calm look like a normal person.

Everyone: "..."

"You're all right! How is that possible?"

Beiming Lingyue was taken aback by his coquettish operation, and she lost her voice when she realized it.

Lin Fan didn't answer, he yawned, turned around and continued walking towards the big formation.

"Saint, what should I do?"

Everyone in the Xuanming God Sect looked solemnly at the direction Lin Fan was leaving, a little ready to move.

Beiming Lingyue's hand holding the long whip tightened and tightened. She never expected that a good show that had been planned for so long would be defeated like a mountain.

No matter how I think about it, I feel unwilling.

"You can't let him just leave like this." She bit her lips tightly, a stern look flashed in her eyes, and she looked at everyone, "Array!"

A group of Xuanming Sect disciples quickly lined up according to a fixed position.

Beiming Lingyue's body was surrounded by golden lights formed by condensed spiritual power.

As she recited the magic formula in her mouth, a series of mysterious Taoism permeated the surrounding fields.

Under the shroud of this strange atmosphere, under the dust, countless snakes, insects, rats and ants unexpectedly drilled out of their caves and gathered in one place, as if they had been poisoned.

Upon closer inspection, it is not difficult to find that the eyes of these little things have turned bloodthirsty crimson.

Just as Lin Fan was about to step into the formation, there was a "rustling" sound in his ears.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw dense flowing shadows gathering from all directions, rushing towards him like a tidal wave.

"This is... a Gu worm?!"

"You messed with my teacher, but you still want to get out of your body, so go ahead and dream!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power in Beiming Lingyue's body suddenly became violent, and all the Gu worms immediately became restless.

Almost in the blink of an eye, before Lin Fan even had time to react, he was directly engulfed by the black shadow and disappeared without a trace.

Near the Spirit Grass Garden.

The cauldron containing the animal meat soup had already bottomed out, and at this moment, all the disciples of the Heavenly Emperor Sect around them collapsed in a mess.

Even Ye Qingxue, who had a relatively high level of cultivation and strength, was at a loss on Jumei's face at this time, with loose eyes.

"Junior Brother Wang, why do I have an extra head?"

Ye Qingxue covered her forehead, frowned tightly, blinked her eyes a few times with all her strength, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground.

Wang Hao, who was standing in front of her, was in no better condition than her, his eyelids drooped vigorously, no matter how hard he tried, his eyes blurred in the end, and he fell straight down.

As the two fell down, there were almost no other people standing on the scene. This situation lasted for a while, only to see a few figures sneaking over, groping among the crowd for a while.

"Brother, what do you think is going on outside? Why hasn't anyone notified us?"

It was a young man who was speaking, wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, and looked a little timid.

The young man who was being questioned by him was also dressed like him, and was struggling to pull Wang Hao over.

After scraping away all the things on Wang Hao, he said indifferently: "You don't care if he is flooded outside, it has nothing to do with us. Now that we have got the benefits, we can practice in the future. It’s getting twice the result with half the effort.”