Twin martial arts

"It's the patriarch of the Celestial Clan."

Xiao Nuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he said guiltily, "Father, it's useless to be a child."

Lin Fan glanced at him and shook his head: "Go and invite your sister."

Inside Jiayuguan.

Wuji's wound has been cleaned and he is lying on the bed, but he is still too hideous, most of his head is missing.

Both Lin Fan and Xiaoxi were looking at Wuji.

The two father and daughter were discussing and thinking about how to cure Wuji.

But in the end, no matter whether it was Lin Fan or Xiao Xi, despair appeared in their eyes.

Apart from the god-level Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and the presence of the gods, there is no other way.

at a later date.

Li Guang and others all came, and they all crowded outside the door.

When they saw Lin Fan's blood-red eyes and slightly swollen eyes, everyone's heart sank.

"What the hell did I do!"

Li Guang roared and pulled out his sword: "I'm dead, I have to kill all the Celestial Clan today!"

"Wait." Chen Xuandong scolded: "Wuji is still lying on the bed, are you going to mess around? Are you going to avenge him, or are you going to die?"

"Brother Lin, is there really no other way?" Wu Jian looked at Lin Fan, he had tried his best to suppress his sadness and pain; but his shoulders were still trembling slightly, and there were tears in those eyes.

Lin Fan was silent: "I can keep him alive, but I can't do it for the time being if I want him to live again."

"What do you mean?" Chen Xuandong looked at Lin Fan.

"I can make alchemy, take the purest vitality in this world and hang him for life, but reuniting his soul and so on, I can't do it now." Lin Fan squatted on the ground, covering his face with his hands .

"Then what state must be reached before Wuji can reappear?" Li Guang asked.

"God." Lin Fan smiled bitterly: "Only in the realm of gods can he shape his soul.

Several people staggered.

Although they have said more than once, the gods are just a mountain they must conquer.

There are more than one false arguments that the so-called gods are just a process rather than an end.

But everyone knows.

Wanting to become a god is almost a dream.

From ancient times to the present, how many people can become gods?

It is equivalent to, Lin Fan's words indirectly sentenced Wuji to death.

Just lying on the bed like this, lifeless, unable to feel everything around, is no different from death.

Even, Li Guang and the others were thinking.

If Wuji had a little bit of perception at this time, he, who has been proud all his life, would rather choose to die a heroic death than live like this.

"Father, there may be another way." Xiaoxi came, with a pale face: "Referring to Senior Hua, maybe you can reverse the past, what happened to her, maybe it can bring Uncle Wuji back to life, but"

Lin Fan was slightly silent.

in the room.

Everyone was there, and Hua Mengxue sat cross-legged in the middle.

This is a strange formation, to reveal all of Hua Mengxue's experiences.

After half an hour.

"Soul Steady Grass, Soul Shaping Root"

Lin Fan smiled bitterly: "These things have disappeared before the epoch, where can we find them?"

"If the old man provides this stabilizing grass, can it bring a little life for our Celestial Clan?"

Tianhun came, just a phantom.

"What do you think?" Lin Fan asked quietly without any emotion.

Tianhun was silent: "Can you leave three or five bloodlines of the Celestial Clan?"

Lin Fan smiled bitterly: "You take out both the Steady Soul Grass and the Soul-Sculpting Root, I promise, if my Shenting wins this battle, you can choose more than a hundred people to take away and live away from this star field. "

Tianhun nodded: "I will do my best."

Tianhun walked out.

But my heart was as cold as ice.

He couldn't control the direction of things.

Most importantly, the patriarch of the Celestial Clan has escaped his control.

Repeated orders and repeated instructions, not to hurt Lin Fan's closest relatives and friends in the slightest, but it is obvious that the patriarch of the Celestial Clan does not listen.

Carved in the void with one hand, and after a while, the patriarch of the Tianzu received a message from Tianhun.

"Damn!"

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan crushed the summons, and said with a grin: "You actually asked me not to hurt Lin Fan's relatives again? Is this possible? Old man, this is a world war, how can we keep it? Fate? Fate of shit , Where did fate come from? I can assure you that Wuji is the first, but definitely not the last."

The Shenting army seemed to be crazy.

Attacking the forces of the Celestial Clan every day and night.

Whether it is a heavy city, a town or a pass.

Everything that belongs to the Celestial Clan has been attacked and killed by Shenting endlessly within three days.

It was also in just three days that the casualties of the Celestial Clan surpassed the previous total.

Jiayuguan.

"Let the protoss close the net." Chen Xuandong said grimly, with cold eyes, "I don't care if the others die, but the patriarch of the Celestial Clan who dares to hurt my brother must be smashed into pieces."

"Deliberately leave a way out for the patriarch of the Celestial Clan so that he can return to the Celestial Clan." Lin Fansen sneered, "He went straight to the gate of the Celestial Clan's mansion, and then the whole army dispatched to make dumplings for the Celestial Clan."

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan was so embarrassed that he couldn't get any worse.

He didn't have half the demeanor of being in charge of the world. As a cultivator, or a cultivator of the seventh realm, he should be dust-free, but at this time, he was unkempt.

In just three days, he has been hunted down hundreds of times.

Feeling that there are fewer and fewer soldiers and generals around him, it is inevitable that there will be a trace of sadness in my heart.

The most important thing is that on the hunting side, for some reason, after he kept calling for help, they still didn't send troops to help him.

"Master, the slave has found a path, which may allow the master to return to the clan."

King Lu looked tired.

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan looked at him and said grimly: "As long as the deity can return to the clan, he will naturally be able to make a comeback, and it is impossible to appear in such a state of despair again."

King Lu nodded: "That small road is difficult and dangerous, and it is not suitable for a large army to travel, so I suggest that the master leave alone, and the slave leads the army here, and still pretends that the master is still there, restraining Lin Fan and others. .”

The patriarch of the Celestial Clan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was really moved by King Lu, and said emotionally: "Don't worry, whenever the deity returns to the clan, he will come to rescue you as soon as possible."

King Lu said: "As long as the master can return to the clan, the slave will feel worthwhile even if he dies."

the trail.

Of course it's not easy to go.

It was originally a loophole deliberately left by Chen Xuandong.

When the patriarch of the Tian clan returned to the clan, he lost most of his life.

In fact, if Chen Xuandong hadn't strictly ordered Xiao Nuo and others not to kill the patriarch of the Celestial Clan.

If he can't return to the Celestial Clan, he will be killed on this path.

This is a bloody arm, brought by Xiaotian.

"Uncle, today my eldest brother and I have asked for some interest. Just wait. In half a month at most, my nephew will bring the head of the Celestial Clan's patriarch to my uncle."

Xiaotian's eyes were gloomy.

This arm, of course, belonged to the patriarch of the Celestial Clan.

It was cut off by Xiao Nuo with a halberd, and then snatched directly by Xiao Tian.

Lin Fan was still walking alone on that small road at this time.

He trusted his intuition that there was a big secret in this trail, which was very important.