Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　Lin Fan put Xiangling in his hand and gently stroked the silky soft fur.

　　Xiang Ling raised her fleshy little paw, and a clear voice came out, "Master, I'm from Zirong Forest. I originally came out to find my parents, but I met that big bear, thanks to my master and the boy with a ruler on his back. Woolen cloth."

　　"I have been practicing before, and only now have I refined the throat bone and can communicate with the master."

　　Xiang Ling said a lot, but it was the first time he spoke, and he was a little inarticulate, so he talked a lot.

　　Lin Fan didn't speak, just listened quietly. When he heard Xiangling calling Xiao Han the son of a ruler, he secretly laughed in his heart. If Xiao Han heard this, he would have a black line on his face.

　　Hearing Xiang Ling talking about his life experience, Lin Fan knew in his heart that, just like Gu Jian Qi Tan, this little fox's true identity was the daughter of the current patriarch of Qingqiu Mountain.

　　However, it was revealed from a young age and was adopted by the fox clan in the Zirong Forest. Until a few days ago, when Xiangling succeeded in her practice, she ran out.

　　Not wanting to meet the black bear monster, he hunted all the way, and was finally rescued by Lin Fan and Xiao Han.

　　"830 Your strength is still too weak, and you will succeed in your practice in the future. How about I take you to find your parents?"

　　According to what Xiang Ling said, Qingqiu Mountain should be in a hidden space world, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

　　Such a place, unless the strength is strong enough to search the sky and the earth, can get in. At present, it is obviously difficult to reach the sky.

　　"Well, Xiangling understands."

　　Xiangling has just completed his practice, and he has not even cultivated a human form. Any monster or Taoist priest can accept him.

　　After that, Lin Fan sat cross-legged on the wooden couch and entered into meditation. In the divine court, the small silver lake was sparkling, bigger than before.

　　Above the lake, Taixuan gold sunglasses shed a little light, covering the entire small lake.

　　All around, the nine immortal characters carved by Liu Xian meander like dragons, ups and downs, and an unknown mighty force descends, splendidly, and always blends with the small silver lake.

　　"I didn't expect that the nine immortal texts engraved by Liu Xian have such effects. It is worthy of being the immortal king level of the past, and it has great power in the world."

　　Lin Fan sighed quite a bit. With this blessing, he felt that the power of divine consciousness had risen, and he could already leave the body and transform into a form to perform killing techniques! .

Chapter 74 Immortal Dao is ruthless! (1/5)

　　In a unique mansion, small bridges and flowing water, rockeries are interdependent, and all kinds of exotic flowers are embellished, prosperous and prosperous.

　　Inside the main hall.

　　The sandalwood incense bursts and the mist curls up, setting off the place like a god.

　　In the center, a young man sits cross-legged, his eyes are closed, the blue air between his brows is swirling, and it is getting stronger and stronger, and the sea of ​​consciousness bursts with boundless light. Fluttering, graceful.

　　Next to this young man, there was a Taoist priest, who was quite happy to see this scene.

　　These two are the previous Chen Yan and his Taoist master.

　　Buzz!

　　As soon as the divine soul came out, it naturally turned into divine sense, and with a flicker, it jumped out of Chen Yan's eyebrows, initially three inches, but soon grew up, just like his real body.

　　"Master, I succeeded!"

　　Chen Yan's face was excited, as if he had awakened himself. Between heaven and earth, everyone can roam, and all living beings are at his feet!

　　"Yes, the Yin God is beginning to form."

　　The Taoist nodded with satisfaction, Chen Yan's aptitude was better than his, and it was only a matter of time before he surpassed him.

　　Chen Yan felt that his thoughts were unrestrained, and there was a feeling that the world was in control. He immediately thought of the things that Lin Fan ignored during the day, and his heart was cold.

　　"Master, I'm going out."

　　As soon as the words fell, Chen Yan jumped lightly, and there was a ladder under his feet.

　　During the day, he had already inquired.

　　The Taoist did not stop him. In his eyes, Lin Fan was just a common man, an ant, and if he killed him, he would kill him.

　　"A mere mortal, it is also your honor to be able to use your death to make me understand my thoughts."

　　The ruthless voice came out, making people shudder.

　　Immortal Dao is ruthless, some cultivators even kill their relatives in order to cut off their obsessions, not to mention that they are just an irrelevant human being, an oyster.

　　...

　　In the inner hall, Lin Fan is cultivating the power of the soul, constantly contemplating the nine immortal inscriptions carved by Liu Xian, and attracting the power in the dark to strengthen the soul.

　　Ok?

　　Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked out of the house.

　　At this moment, the gloomy wind is rolling, and there is a chilling feeling that strikes, and the ice is bone-chilling.

　　"Boom...～‖."

　　In the courtyard, there was a sudden roar, and then, a vague appearance appeared out of thin air, as if the person in the painting had walked out, wearing a high crown, wearing a black robe, long eyebrows, sharp eyes, eyes like knives, staring condescendingly. Lin Fan was joking.

　　"Chen Yan."

　　Looking at the shadow, Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged and he spoke calmly.

　　"Lin Fan," Chen Yan looked at the indifferent Lin Fan, his eyes grim, "I am a cultivator now, I look up to the heaven and the earth, and I have long been detached. You are a mere ordinary person, and you dare to show me!"

　　As he said that, he took a step forward, spread out his five fingers, and the Taoist mana shot down, covering Lin Fan's entire body.

　　"The yin god is just born, it's really dying."

　　Lin Fan remained still, watching the mana pouring in, but raised his head slightly.

　　Clang!

　　The next moment, a silver beam shot out from Lin Fan's forehead, like a divine sword unsheathed, clanging loudly, and slashing out!

　　The next moment, a silver beam shot out from Lin Fan's forehead, like a divine sword unsheathed, clanging loudly, and slashing out!

　　puff!

　　The divine consciousness turned into a sword, which was unparalleled in strength, and instantly annihilated Chen Yan's mana.

　　"you..."

　　Chen Yan's eyes were horrified, and his previous highness was replaced by shock.

　　He never thought that Lin Fan was actually a practitioner!

　　The Sword of Divine Consciousness came straight at him, and Chen Yan Yinhun felt that his whole body was cold, and he couldn't resist at all.

　　"stop!"

　　At this time, there was a loud roar from outside, mixed with anger and anxiety.

　　puff!

　　The Sword of Divine Consciousness did not stop for a moment, and with a flash of brilliance, Chen Yan's ghost screamed, and under Lin Fan's consciousness, it completely disappeared.

　　"Damn you!"

　　A voice full of killing intent came, and then, the blue light floated, and a Taoist descended from the sky, holding a magic sword without a hilt, the slender sword was engraved with mysterious runes, and the light flickered like the sun, moon and stars.

　　Without further ado, he killed Lin Fan's consciousness with a vicious attack, obviously trying to destroy his consciousness.

　　groan!

　　The killing intent is overwhelming, pouring out like an ocean, making people feel chilled.

　　"."Zheng..."

　　Lin Fan remained motionless, his consciousness suddenly transformed into a three-inch tall silver figure, holding a spear, like a natural god of war, pressing forward forcefully.

　　With a single swing of the spear, thousands of killing intents were all annihilated, pointing directly at the yin god of the Taoist!

　　"Okay! I didn't expect that the old man would have a day when he was wrong!"

　　The yin god of the Taoist let out an angry voice, "Kill my disciple, whoever you are, bury my disciple with you!"

　　"nonsense!"

　　There was a killing sound from Lin Fan's consciousness. Since he dared to swing his sword at him, he must be prepared to pay a heavy price.

　　The villain he turned into came stepping on the void, the whole yard was shaking, the spear was swung out in his hand, and the void trembled, as if it was a spear that destroyed the world.

　　A shot is stabbed, the sun and the moon are dull!

　　The Taoist's yin expression changed, and he noticed that Lin Fan's consciousness was terrifying, which made his heart shake. It was beyond common sense to have such a powerful consciousness as a teenager.

　　Standing on the void, he did not dare to neglect, the magic sword rune in his hand circulated, murderous intent burst out, the sword light slashed out, a straight line, and collided with the spear.

　　clang!

　　As if gold and iron were fighting, a dazzling light emanated from the courtyard, sweeping away, setting off gusts of wind.

　　"Crack!"

　　The Daoist Yinshen's magic sword was broken inch by inch and fell off. His expression changed, as if he couldn't believe it would be such a result.

　　"who are you!"

　　With such strength, how could he be a worldly mortal!

　　Lin Fan was silent, he stood in the air like a god king, with silver glow all over his body, like wearing a fairy robe, the nine fairy characters behind him did not know when they appeared, ups and downs, and forced forward step by step! .

Chapter 75 Self-inflicted sin! (2/5)

　　"Create the Nine Swords of Heaven!"

　　The Taoist Yinshen cast a secret technique, but was unwilling to fail. He shouted, his whole body was full of azure light, a terrifying aura pervaded, and the magic sword in his hand condensed again.

　　In an instant, nine beams of sword light burst out, invisible and intangible, the roaring void trembled, and smoke and dust spread throughout the courtyard.

　　Murderous, soaring murderous!

　　Zheng!

　　Lin Fan held a large spear in his hand and used a strong blow. The spear edge pierced out, as if he was about to pierce the sky, and nothing could stop him.

　　"Boom!" "Boom"...