There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

"It's over, it's over, I can guarantee that this kid will definitely be dead this time!"

The onlookers on the side regretted again and again.

In front of such a powerful Holy Land Quasi-Sage Son, let alone a Lin Nan who didn't seem to have any strong aura, even if he was replaced by a Dao Sovereign in the Mahayana period, he would definitely not be able to bear the anger of Quasi-Sage Son.

"Yeah, the quasi-saint son of the Hunyuan Holy Land is so powerful that I did not expect it to be desperate!"

The rest of the onlookers nodded again and again.

This quasi-saint son is so powerful that it is difficult for them to stand by.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the quasi-shengzi Dao Wugui of Hunyuan Holy Land finally made a move. As soon as he raised his hand, a cold light shot out from his hand.

In the blink of an eye, he zoomed in mid-air and turned into a huge palm phantom, directly enshrouding Lin Nan.

boom!

The virtual shadow of the palm suddenly squeezed, and Lin Nan was directly pinched to death.

But when the phantom was still three feet away from Lin Nan, it suddenly got stuck, as if it had hit an invisible wall of air, and couldn't make any progress.

Not only that, but there was a loud noise, and the huge shadow of the palm suddenly turned into a bubble and disappeared.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Nan still looked calm and calm, and he didn't put the knife in front of him at all in his eyes.

"What! How is this possible!"

At this moment, Dao Wugui frowned, he didn't expect his attack to return without success.

Although he had only used half of his strength just now, even if the opponent was a Daojun of the Mahayana period, it would be difficult for him to survive his attack.

But Lin Nan did it.

"It seems I underestimated you!"

Dao Wuqi snorted coldly, looking badly.

And this scene, in the eyes of the onlookers, is another expression.

"I...I'm not mistaken! The quasi-sage son of the Hunyuan Holy Land just now has nothing to do with this man?"

A monk in the Mahayana period was puzzled.

"Impossible, it must be that the quasi-sage child did not make a full shot, otherwise, even the Daoist of the Mahayana period will be killed on the spot!"

There are also some monks who are still full of worship towards the Son.

In their eyes, Dao Wuyu just now was just a momentary support.

Hum!

Dao Wuqi no longer kept his hand this time, and ten percent of his strength was gathered in his hand. Suddenly, a football-sized flame group emerged out of thin air.

As soon as the flame group appeared, the temperature in the entire field rose by more than ten degrees.

hiss!

"This is Xuan Ming's true fire!"

The sharp-eyed monk immediately recognized it, this was Xuanming True Fire, one of the ten true fires.

Xuanming True Fire claims to burn everything without burning, and it is extremely yin.

And the temperature of this flame is not where it is strong, but it is already staggering.

"What, Xuan Ming is really hot!"

Hearing that monk's words, the other immortal cultivators went back hundreds of meters in fright, for fear that they might be contaminated, and they would turn to ashes.

However, their eyes were fixed on Lin Nan's family in Changzhong.

Whoosh!

The flame condensing was completed, and it was just a blink of an eye, and then with a wave of Dao Wuyu, the flame group flew towards Lin Nan with endless heat.

Lin Nan looked at Dao Wugui with cold eyes, until the Xuanming real fire arrived, he slowly raised a finger and moved forward.

Boo!

Then, in the eyes of everyone, an incredible scene appeared.

I saw Lin Nan point a finger on the Xuanming True Fire. Not only did the Xuanming True Fire not burn Lin Nan to ashes, it flew towards Dao Wugui at a faster speed.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Dao Wugui's face was a little shocked.

The man in front of him was far better than himself in controlling the flame with that hand just now.

You know, this is the true fire of his life that he spent three hundred years of refining, but now, not only has he lost contact with the true fire of Xuan Ming, but the true fire of Xuan Ming is controlled by the man in front of him.

"not good!"

Dao Wuqi yelled.

Now Xuanming True Fire is not under his control. If he is hit by Xuanming True Fire, even if he has reached the stage of harmony, he will be seriously injured.

However, the speed of the Xuanming True Fire's counterattack was too fast, and Dao Wuyu had no time to evade, so he could only roll on the spot, but was immediately plopped by the edge of the Xuanming True Fire, fell to the ground, and fell a dog to eat shit. .

"I... I'll go!"

"The quasi-sage son of Hunyuan Holy Land was defeated? He was actually defeated!"

Everyone can't believe it.

That is the quasi-saint son, the supreme powerhouse in the Hedao period.

But now, in front of this inconspicuous man, there was not the slightest power to counterattack, and even the real fire from his own attack became the opponent's weapon.

This is too hard to imagine, how powerful this man is!

"He, is it possible that he is the mysterious person who moved the Xu Family's secret realm to the ground before!"

At this moment, some people remembered that not long ago, they heard that a mysterious strong man instantly moved the Xu family secret realm to the ground.

This is a thorough method. You know, even the Mahayana sage, wanting to destroy a corner of the secret realm, it is impossible to do it, let alone move to the ground.

This news has been circulating in Pengcheng before, but no one has seen the mysterious person, so it will be ignored.

But now, under the reminder of that person, finally some powerful monks also frowned, with deep fear in their eyes.

If this person is the mysterious big figure of Leveling the Secret Realm, it would be easy to explain with such strength.

"Little thief, dare to deceive my holy land disciple!"

When everyone was immersed in the shock, a roar suddenly came.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, an old man turned into a rainbow light, and he had come to Lin Nan in the blink of an eye.

"Wow!"

Seeing the old man's arrival, the puppy in Linger's hand suddenly called out.

This old man is no one else, but Wu Wentian, the nineteenth elder of the Great Wasteland.

At this time, everyone from the three major families in Pengcheng also came.

"My lord, you should confess your mistake to the elders of the Holy Land and the Prospective Son, maybe they will spare you!"

The Patriarch of the Zhao family looked at Lin Nan, and then moved his eyes to the puppy in the hands of Lin Momo and Linger, with a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, your sir, although you are powerful, but now it is the two holy places represented by Elder Wu and Shengzi Dao. As the saying goes, a deadly camel is bigger than a horse. You can't squeeze your thighs, so you should quickly admit your mistakes!" Patriarch of the Xu family also said repeatedly.

Even the head of the Han family, looking at Lin Nan at this time, is no longer as respectful as before, but with a hint of compassion.

Obviously, now the three of them have chosen the two holy places.

"Hmph, now even if you kneel down to admit your mistakes, it's over, but if you can kneel down to admit your mistakes and self-defeating, the old man can give you a corpse!"

The Nineteen Elders of the Great Wilderness Sacred Land heard the three Patriarchs of Pengcheng plead with Lin Nan, still with a lofty expression.