Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Finally, under Lin Fan's constant efforts and the siege of the ghost soldier team, the ghost-like dead soul let out a silent roar of despair, and finally exploded, turning into ghost energy filling the sky.

And the ghost energy that filled the sky was not wasted at all, and was constantly absorbed by Lin Fan's ghost and ghost soldier squads.

At this moment, Lin Fan withdrew the wisps of soul fire flames. After returning to the fire in his dantian, he clearly felt that the fire had grown stronger again.

It put him in a good mood.

Suddenly I felt that this ghost thing was quite useful.

Although it is full of dangers, and the boat may capsize in the gutter if you are not careful, the dangers and benefits coexist, and they are no worse than the benefits gained from killing those ghosts and fairies in the Peach Garden before!

With this thought in his mind, Lin Fan was about to put away the ghost energy and leave as he saw that the ghost energy was about to be absorbed.

But at this moment, the last ghostly aura in the air dissipated, and suddenly something flashed with strange brilliance and fell away.

This made Lin Fan's expression stunned, and then he waved it almost instinctively and took it into his hand.

Then Lin Fan was surprised to find that the thing was broken and had a cold metallic feel.

However, this thing is obviously incomplete and has rough edges.

Lin Fan's eyes fell on it and he couldn't move his eyes away for a while.

Because he found that the material of this thing was extraordinary.

He didn't know what material it was made of.

But just this material actually contains the power of rules.

Even though Lin Fan was used to seeing treasures from heaven and earth, he had never seen or heard of them.

In Lin Fan's inherent understanding, only powerful magic weapons, such as those at the level of Taoist weapons, contain the power of the Taoist rules.

But I have never heard that a material can contain the power of rules.

You must know that even the God-killing Thorn, which is comparable to a Taoist weapon, the material itself does not behave in such a strange way.

Could it be that the material itself has reached the level of Taoist tools?

This is impossible.

If this material has reached the level of Taoist tools, then what level will the magic weapon made from this thing be?

Lin Fan could see that the piece of metal the size of a fingernail in his hand was obviously just a small and inconspicuous corner of an object.

What level of existence is that artifact?

Is there a higher-level magic weapon above the Taoist weapon?

Lin Fan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

His intuition told him that this inconspicuous piece of metal in his hand was something extraordinary.

Lin Fan put it away without leaving a trace, and then put away the ghost.

Standing on the 'bustling' street, Lin Fan felt complicated for a moment.

What happened to this legendary place where the gods lived?

What about those gods.

Where have they all gone?

And why do these wandering souls still exist in this ancient palace city without dissipating in these endless years.

Lin Fan was curious in his heart and wanted to catch a few souls and use the spirit-asking technique.

It turned out that these soul bodies had no consciousness at all and no memories of the past.

Just a pure energy body.

It was different from the ghosts lying on his shoulders and chasing him before.

Lin Fan finally gave up asking for help and just walked on the empty street with his legs up.

At first, he was still a little uncomfortable with the "crowd of people" around him, so he consciously avoided the souls.

But slowly, he also became numb.

He just walked swaggering down the street, letting the soul pass through his body.

Anyway, these souls are not a threat, and they will not trigger the 'hatred value'...

Lin Fan walked on the street and based on his intuition, walked in the direction of the poor scholar.

As for whether the direction is right or not, we can only leave it to fate.

When it comes to identifying directions, Lin Fan has always been a road blind person.

Fortunately, he was lucky and didn't encounter anything weird in the following time.

Time is constantly passing.

In the meantime, Lin Fan glanced at his phone and saw that it was already noon the next day.

But it was still dark inside this huge palace.

Lin Fan looked up at the sky above the palace city, as if there was an opaque curtain blocking the sky above his head.

Looking away, Lin Fan began to worry about the poor scholar and the others again.

After all, I have been separated from them for most of the day, in this crisis-ridden palace city.

Putting aside the threat of the birdman, if you encounter that kind of dirty thing like yourself.

They don't have soul fire and ghosts.

The consequences will definitely be disastrous.

And while he was worried, there was the sound of fierce fighting in the darkness ahead.

This made Lin Fan stunned.

At this time, there were shouts and curses coming from the fighting sound...

"Oh, shit, kill them, damn yellow-skinned monkeys."

"Stay that bitch, I like this kind of oriental woman with yellow skin, the tightest... Hehe..."

Lin Fan frowned upon hearing this.

Western practitioners?

Needless to say, the other party is also an Eastern cultivator.

Eighty-nine out of ten are from the Chinese side.

Sure enough, as the sinister words of the Western cultivator fell, a woman's eloquent scolding voice came from the other side: "White-skinned pig, I will definitely chop you up alive later."

"Haha, let's wait until you can beat us."

The Western cultivators copied the Chinese dialect spoken by others and smiled playfully.

Then, the sound of fighting became more intense.

The scolding voice was followed by urgency and panic, obviously at a disadvantage.

Lin Fan frowned.

Although these people on the Chinese side, their voices are not from their own rescue team.

But after all, we are all Chinese.

Seeing being bullied by Western practitioners, Lin Fan naturally couldn't stand by and watch.

In China, there is a tradition in itself.

That’s just because my family is fighting like this, so that’s okay.

If you close the door and fight to the death, it won't be a problem if your head is cracked.

But it is not the turn of outsiders to bully.

If outsiders dare to bully us, we will naturally do it in unison.

Lin Fan thought this and kept walking without stopping.

Within a few breaths, people had appeared on the battlefield.

Then I saw the two sides fighting together.

The practitioners on the Chinese side were obviously at a numerical disadvantage.

There were only three men and two women.

On the other hand, there were more than a dozen people on the Western side.

One by one, muscular men surrounded several people from Hua Xia.

While striking fiercely, he did not forget to tease and tease.

The sudden appearance of Lin Fan, the uninvited guest, caused both sides of the fierce fight to freeze.

When a group of people from the West saw the face of Lin Fan, an Oriental, they didn't take it to heart at all.

After all, they are outnumbered and having one more yellow-skinned monkey from the East would be asking for death.

They didn't recognize Lin Fan at all.

After all, in the eyes of Westerners, just like Easterners look at Westerners, everyone looks similar.

When the five people on the Chinese side, who were already covered in glory, saw Lin Fan's face, their originally desperate faces suddenly burst into ecstasy of surviving a desperate situation.

Especially the girl in palace attire who was protected by several people in the middle, it was as if she was in a dream, and then she screamed in surprise: "It's the hero Lin Fanlin!"

"Dr. Lin save us."

"We are from the Beast Taming House, and my cousin is Chai Baobao..."