Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

then,

He directly attacked Mo Yuan and those guys without any courtesy.

Mo Yuan and others were furious, but there was nothing they could do, because now they not only had to deal with the terrifying murderous intentions everywhere in this space, but they also had to protect the younger members of the clan, and they were unable to be distracted.

In the end, they could only be beaten passively and yelled at at the same time.

But the more this happened, the more energetic Lin Fan became.

Although he couldn't kill these guys at the moment, being able to crush them still made him feel great.

And this is a typical example of little harm and extremely insulting.

But as time passed, Lin Fan's expression slowly changed from playful to serious.

Because he found that as time went by, more and more creatures were pulled into the rock wall space.

Perhaps more and more monks are sharing that terrible murderous intention,

The terrible power of destruction is weakening.

So much so that the strong men in Mo Yuan who were dealt with by him could only be beaten passively from the beginning, but now they have enough energy to use magic weapons to resist.

Mo Yuan and the others over there were obviously aware of this change.

The anger on his face turned into a grin...

"Boy, just wait for me. We will cut you into pieces later."

"No, breaking his body into thousands of pieces is an advantage for him. I want him to live without dying."

"..."

Lin Fan's lips twitched slightly at the threats from these guys, wondering if he should run away.

But now in the world of rock art, where is the exit?

No matter, this space is so big, and so many practitioners have been dragged into it. As long as you keep a low profile, they will definitely be looking for a needle in a haystack if they want to find you.

Of course... we couldn't afford to be so cheap with these guys before we escaped.

With this in mind, Lin Fan maliciously set his sights on the various magic weapons that Mo Yuan and the others offered.

After all, they are also in the realm of gods, and they are powerful elders. The magic weapons in their hands are all good things.

The worst are all at the pinnacle of mystical weapons, and there are even quite a few spiritual weapons.

These are valuable items.

Lin Fan took action, his methods became more violent, and he had to suppress the treasures.

Mo Yuan and others soon discovered Lin Fan's intention, and everyone was so angry that their eyes were splitting.

"Damn."

"This native deserves to die..."

"My magic weapon...give it back to me!"

While everyone was roaring, the magic weapon they originally used to deal with Lin Fan was suppressed by the opponent, and the spiritual consciousness they left on the magic weapon was erased.

This scene made the cultivators who were originally pulled into this space and were nervous and uneasy look at each other.

Why can't I run into Lin Fan wherever I go?

This thing is so tossing.

Let’s look at the powerful leaders of those families...

Everyone sympathized with them inexplicably.

So pitiful.

A dignified being in the realm of gods was bullied into this.

If I had known today, why would I mess with such a evil star in the first place!

At this moment, everyone listed Lin Fan as a being who could not be offended.

Lin Fan was happily harvesting the magic weapons of those guys on the field, but at a certain moment, the hairs on his back stood up sharply, and a huge crisis struck...

Lin Fan's expression changed drastically, and almost at the same time, the mysterious temple behind the palace complex floating in the sky and clouds in front of him suddenly burst into even more dazzling light, stretching tens of thousands of feet.

I just don’t know if Lin Fan has some delusion.

The light that was supposed to be holy in front of him contained a terrifying aura of death.

It even smells of corruption.

"Quickly...find a way to get out, we can't stay any longer." The jade gourd trembled, and there was a clear fluctuation of consciousness with a hint of panic.

It can make Jade Gourd panic...

Lin Fan had some skills at that time.

Of course he wanted to escape, but how could he escape from this strange world in the painting now?

At this time, an exclamation came out: "Look, what is in that light."

Lin Fan's heart instinctively tightened and he turned to look at the dazzling light.

Just one glance, and his pupils shrank deeply.

Because he saw figures appearing in the light.

The movements of those figures were stiff and evil, not like living creatures.

"It's a zombie..."

Among the cultivators who were dragged into the rock paintings, someone said in horror.

Then, countless people's scalps became numb.

Even Lin Fan, even though he is a cultivator and is used to seeing gods, gods and ghosts, at this moment, his whole body is covered with chills.

Because in just this moment, among the palaces in the clouds, stiff figures jumped out one after another.

All are zombies.

The air of death was entangled with the air of corruption, almost coming to his face.

What made Lin Fan's heart palpitate was that the auras displayed by these zombies were, without exception, the weakest beings at the peak of Dongxu.

The leading one was particularly powerful, making Lin Fan feel like he was facing a Taoist Master.

Lin Fan's heart went cold.

Although he can easily leapfrog and fight, he is not yet confident enough to leapfrog and fight to reach the Taoist level.

Lin Fan turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Even if I can't find a way to leave this world in the painting now, I'd better run away first.

Strange to say, this is obviously a small rock wall, and the paintings on it are also extremely crude and crude.

A few lines outline the undulating mountains and the rushing river.

And entering it, in his sight, these lines turned into real mountains and rivers.

Some mountains were as high as tens of thousands of feet, lying in front of him.

Lin Fan jumped onto a giant peak, looked back, and saw a tragic scene.

Those terrifying living corpses have already fought with those cultivators.

It can be said to be a one-sided crushing trend.

Even though both sides clearly showed the same level of aura, when these practitioners faced the zombie, every attack that landed on it was like falling on the eardrum, making a dull roar.

But there was nothing that could be done to stop it.

It couldn't even stop its offensive for the slightest bit.

The other party grabbed it with his claws and disemboweled the monk, his internal organs flowing all over the floor.

Even the soul was pulled out and stuffed directly into the mouth by the zombie.

The crunch of the bite.

Of course, the most terrifying thing is the Taoist-level zombie.

At this moment, he was fighting with Mo Yuan and other powerful men at the peak of Dongxu.

Mo Yuan and other sealers even broke the seal at that moment and restored their own fighting power.

There were more than ten transformed gods, but they were unable to withstand the attack of that zombie who had attained the Dao realm.

What's even more frightening is that in the clouds, there are more zombies rushing out of those palaces.

It seems to be endless, falling on the earth, literally all over the mountains and plains.

This made the monks below who became the people in the painting fall into despair.

Lin Fan also has one head and two big heads.

But just when he thought the outcome was destined, he suddenly felt something in his heart and fell forward with a wary expression.

I saw figures all around the battlefield leaping over the mountains from a distance.

Those figures were wearing ancient costumes, and at first glance they were not the monks who were drawn into the rock paintings.

Lin Fan's pupils shrank.

So these are the creatures in the petroglyphs?

Are they indigenous in this petroglyph space?

Lin Fan was on guard at that time and his expression was solemn.

After all, Mo Xiaoliu and Mo Tian before were dragged into the rock paintings and then roasted and skewered by these natives.

Obviously these are not good things.

However, this time when these natives appeared, they did not attack the passive cultivators on the field, but instead besieged the group of zombies.

Lin Fan looked a little confused at the time.

This is...the enemy of my enemy is my friend?

With this thought in his mind, his eyes were attracted by the fighting situation on the battlefield.

Those natives are somewhat astonishingly strong.

Even the leading man, whose clothes were obviously different from the other aboriginals, relied on the power of his body to fight the Daoist-level zombies in a blinding manner.

What shocked Lin Fan was that both sides were relying on their physical strength to fight hard.

That strong man is a body-refining monk.

This made him a little surprised.

After all, body-refining monks are rarer than giant pandas.

In the world of cultivation, few people take the path of body training.

Because body training requires several times more training resources than a practitioner who specializes in magic.

Not to mention body refining cultivators, their cultivation speed is slow.

Of course, as long as a body-refining cultivator can grow up, his combat power will be several times that of a spell cultivator of the same level.

Lin Fan himself is the best example.

Of course, he is not a pure body-refining monk, but a monk who practices both body-refining and magic.