Twin martial arts

Ling Tian, ​​alchemy skills are against the sky, many elders of Medicine God Valley are no longer his opponents, and even many elders from outside sects come to him to ask him about alchemy skills, but it can be said that he is a master of alchemy. Art against the sky.

Not only that, but he also possesses a very powerful combat power. It is said that he once fought with Qing Lin in a forbidden area for [-] rounds without a result, and now he is also a strong man in the half-step soul refining state.

Among the holy sons and daughters of the God of Medicine Valley, he has the highest reputation, and he has the highest voice to become a Yaozi.

He didn't know how long he hadn't appeared outside, but today he walked out of the Holy Child's Courtyard, accompanied by Tong Shu and others.

After he walked out of the courtyard, he threw out a few top-grade primordial stones, and sent Tong Shu to arrange a luxurious banquet in the holy city outside, and announced that he would invite guests.

But in fact, everyone knew what the banquet was about.

Tong Shu glanced coldly at Lin Fan's residence where the door was closed, arrogant?

This time there is revenge for revenge, revenge for revenge!

in the room.

Lin Fan sat on the futon, closed his eyes, opened them after a while, and sighed: "It seems that my practice history won't play any role until the problem is solved."

He has condensed the essence across the border, but there is no soul power in his body, so the energy swallowed from the heaven and the earth cannot find a place to store it, and cultivation is useless.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, and Qingluan's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Fan stood up and opened the door, Qingluan entered, and said, "Sacred Son Lingyun has appeared."

Lin Fan's expression moved slightly, even though his news was blocked, all kinds of things about the Holy Son of Lingyun were still like thunder.

There is a proverb on the mainland that there are Qinglin in the south and Lingyun in the north. That is to say, Qinglin has the widest and most famous reputation in the southern one-yuan holy land, but in the north where the God of Medicine Valley is located, Lingyun is respected.

"He showed up, what does it matter to me?" Lin Fan glanced at Qingluan.

"What's none of your business? Don't you know what you did?" Qingluan looked at Lin Fan speechlessly.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside Lin Fan: "Is Lin Fan here?"

Lin Fan's eyes flashed, someone came to the door so soon?

Pushing open the door, a disciple stood outside the door holding an invitation: "Are you Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

The disciple glanced at Lin Fan coldly, and said, "My holy son invites you to the banquet today."

Lin Fan chuckled: "Holy Son? Ask me to come to the banquet?"

The disciple snorted coldly and said, "It's me, Holy Son Lingyun of the God of Medicine Valley. I heard that you came from a long way, and I specially set up a banquet in the holy city, and invited many monster-level figures to attend to welcome you."

The disciple sneered in his heart, it was indeed for you to welcome the wind, but he was afraid that you could not bear the "enthusiasm!"

"Not interested in."

Lin Fan blinked, invited him to a banquet?

How can there be such kindness, it's just a different kind of Hongmen banquet, and he has no interest in going to it.

The expression of the disciple holding the invitation changed, and he mocked: "You dare not go?"

Qingluan came out at this time, and said with a gentle attitude: "Brother Dao, please tell Holy Son Lingyun that Lin Fan and I have traveled across regions all the way, and we are extremely tired. Thank you for his kindness."

There was a mocking smile on the corner of the disciple's mouth.

These two people are really bullying and fearing hard people, if someone who is not as good as them comes to invite them, maybe they will go?

Now knowing that the Holy Son of Lingyun wanted to invite him, and the meaning was difficult to name, he wanted to refuse, how could it be so simple?

Shengzi Lingyun invites people, whether you want to or not, you will eventually go.

Lin Fan frowned and glanced at Qingluan, why should he be so polite and cautious?

Since the other party is not kind, why bother to flatter him?

"I'm only responsible for submitting invitations. As for whether you decide to go or not, that's your business."

The disciple sneered: "It's just that I advise you to go, because within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, no one dares to refuse the invitation of Lingyun Shengzi, otherwise the end will be very miserable."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Fan's eyes flashed coldly.

The disciple said: "Threatening you? It doesn't exist. I'm just stating a fact."

Then he changed the subject: "Of course, if you dare not go, as long as you say something, I will turn around and leave."

"You're crazy."

Lin Fan smiled: "It's just that, do you know that the person who gave you the courage to speak in front of me is not by your side. If I want to touch you now, who can keep you?"

The disciple's expression changed: "How dare you, I'm here on behalf of the Holy Son Lingyun, if you dare to touch me, you will have a deadly enmity with the Holy Son!"

"A death feud?"

Lin Fan smiled strangely, if there was no hatred, how could the Son of Lingyun come to invite him to the meeting today?

A golden light shone out from Lin Fan's chest, like a golden giant hammer, hitting the disciple's chest viciously.

Some people, since they can't hide, let's break some of their minions first.

Seeing the golden light hitting him, the disciple didn't have the slightest fear. He opened the invitation with a smirk, and with a 'bang' sound, endless spiritual power burst out from the invitation.

A figure appeared, the lower body of this figure was solid, only the upper body was still illusory, and only the shape could be vaguely seen.

"You want to do something to me? I'll see how you die!" After the figure appeared, the disciple grinned grinningly and quickly backed away.

Lin Fan's expression changed greatly!

The power of the soul is almost condensed into a solid body, how strong is this Ling Yun!

The soul condenses, projecting thousands of miles away!

This is the unique symbol of the soul-refining realm powerhouse!

This Ling Yun has probably squeezed most of his body into some realm!

The soul-body looked coldly at Lin Fan below, and scolded, "Are you doing what I want?"

"Fuck against your will? What are you?"

Lin Fan pointed to the soul body of Shengzi Lingyun.

"wanna die!"

The spirit body raised its palm and came to press down on Lin Fan from afar!

This is a pure soul attack, the most dangerous and unpredictable, many times more dangerous than a martial arts battle!

But at this moment, Lin Fan laughed suddenly: "It's just a phantom body, how dare you be arrogant in front of me!"

This is not Ling Yun's real soul body, but an external means of manifestation. When it first appeared, it did startle Lin Fan, but now that he sees it clearly, Holy Son Ling Yun is probably half a step away from stepping into it. a realm.

"Lei Yao!"

Lin Fan pointed at the sky, thunder rolled, and infinite lightning fell down!

At the same time, Lin Fan rushed towards the disciple who was holding the invitation card, twisted him up with just one move, and immediately closed the invitation card, the phantom of the soul disappeared!

"Is this the ability to be arrogant in front of me?"

Lin Fan stared at the terrified disciple: "You want to use this method to trick me?"

"So what now? Are you still relying on me?"

Lin Fan raised his hand and slapped it hard!

After the disciple was slapped three times in a row, his mouth was bloody and his teeth were spattering.

Lin Fan threw his disciple far away like he was throwing trash, took out a page, and after a golden light flashed, a ray of lightning remained on the blank paper.

"Go back and tell Ling Tian that I will go tonight, and also, bring me to him!"