Everyone was shocked, especially those from the Saint Celestial Sect.
Their old ancestor was suppressed and they were in despair.
Lin Fan walked up and grabbed the old ancestor. He looked at the stunned Sect Leader and said casually, "Your old ancestor isn't that strong. He's really weak and has no ambition."
Pu!
The Sect Leader's heart shook and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He was on the verge of collapsing. If not for his strength supporting him, he would have fainted on the ground.
"Senior Brother, you are so amazing." Wang Fu walked over and said in admiration.
"Junior Brother, this is normal. Cultivate well and you will be able to do it in the future." He was never stingy with his words of praise towards his junior brother.
"Yes, Senior Brother, I will definitely work hard."
Wang Fu was really confident. Flames of excitement burned in his eyes. He believed that he would definitely be able to become the pride of his senior brother.
Just at that moment, Lin Fan grabbed the old ancestor and headed towards the building in the distance.
The Saint Celestial Sect Leader was terrified and didn't know what he was going to do. But suddenly, the ground shook and the building shook. Lin Fan grabbed and lifted the building into the air.
That was where the Saint Celestial Sect stored their treasures.
"No …"
The Sect Leader was shocked and his heart was filled with fear. If it was taken away, the Saint Celestial Sect's status would plummet.
But what was the use of saying no? He could only watch as the treasury was uprooted and not even a speck was left. It was extremely cruel.
"What a terrifying enemy. Not only do you want to destroy my body, but you also want to destroy my soul and my substance. I've learned it.
"The Saint Celestial Sect is doomed. I thought that with the old ancestor's appearance, even if he couldn't suppress them, they would at least settle things peacefully. Luckily, we are just here to attend the banquet and have nothing to do with the Saint Celestial Sect. Otherwise, we would all be implicated."
The holy sons and holy daughters discussed among themselves. Their knowledge and experience weren't shallow. They all came from great powers, so they had seen many inconceivable scenes.
As for the saint who was killed, they mourned for him. He was just a spoiled saint.
Their comments were logical. They weren't shocked by what happened to the Saint Celestial Sect. They were just curious.
"Saints, saintesses, you have to help me." The Sect Leader's heart ached and he cried, wanting to ask for help.
Only, the geniuses were a bit embarrassed. Some of them turned their heads, not willing to be the one to stand out, while others remained silent, pretending not to see anything.
"Sect Master, I'm proficient in the art of divination. I can calculate the past 100 years. Just now, I calculated with my fingers that your sect will face this calamity," said a young Saint dressed in an Eight Trigrams robe.
This saint had an ordinary appearance. He had a braid, and his eyes were very small. When he squinted, his eyes disappeared.
At this moment, there was an ancient turtle shell of unknown origin in his palm. Obviously, he had already divined it.
"Holy Son, do you have a way to resolve this?" The Sect Master had no one else to look for, so he could only look for the so-called God of the Outer Realm to resolve this matter.
The Saint Son raised his hand and wanted to stroke his beard, but his chin was hairless. "There is no other way. This calamity cannot be avoided. But after this incident, the Holy Immortal Sect will rise to new heights. We just have to wait, there is no need to rush."
When the Sect Leader heard this, his face turned sluggish. Three hundred years?
He couldn't even hold on for three months, and he actually said three hundred years? Why didn't he just die?
"Saint Immortal Cult, you bullied this Peak Lord's Junior Brother, and the compensation is not low. However, this Peak Lord is not a heartless person. Naturally, I will leave some for you. However, I never thought that your Patriarch would come out of seclusion and attack me without a word.
"This matter has also implicated me, the Peak Lord. Therefore, the compensation is extremely great. Originally, I wanted to uproot your Holy Immortal Cult, but the heavens have the virtue of cherishing life. Today, I can't start a massacre, so I'll leave you alive.
Lin Fan said calmly. There was nothing wrong with what he said, and it was natural.
When he heard the first half, the Sect Leader's dead heart was revived. But when he heard the second half, his heart turned cold.
"Eh? Is there a problem with your Holy Immortal Sect? " Lin Fan glanced at him, "If there is, then say it. I am not afraid of you, I am just afraid that you will keep it in your hearts and get sick."
Pu!
The Sect Leader spat out blood, and his face was as white as paper. His eyes were spitting fire. If not for the fact that he couldn't beat him, he would have fought him to the death.
"Oi, what are you all doing?"
Lin Fan was chatting with the Holy Immortal Sect when he realized that the saints were showing signs of leaving. He immediately shouted. Dozens of geniuses left just like that. Did they even respect him?
"Peak Leader Lin, we don't have much to do with the Holy Immortal Sect, so we will take our leave." The saint said, but he had a bad feeling that something was going to happen.
There were dozens of them here, so did the other party want to wipe them all out?
His head was still wrapped in a white cloth.
"Do you think it's okay just because you say it's okay? Don't move. " Lin Fan tossed the old ancestor to his junior brother and told him to look after him and not lose him. Such strength was useful, and it was necessary for the sect to recruit talents.
He didn't need any compensation, so where could he find one?
The geniuses exchanged glances with one another and felt that something was wrong. Something big was going to happen.
"Everyone, be careful. This person isn't easy to deal with. If you can't control it, then do it. If you attack, we will collect your corpse." A saint said.
When the crowd heard this, they cursed. What did he mean?
But they understood that if they couldn't control it, their lives would be in danger.
He came to the front of a saint. This saint was wearing beast skin and was wild. He looked a little dumb, like a greenhorn.
"Do you want to live or die?" Lin Fan asked.
The wild saint stared with his eyes wide open. He was a little confused, but he said without hesitation, "Isn't that obvious? Of course I want to live. Who wants to die?"
"What does Peak Leader Lin mean?"
"I don't know. Do you want to live or die? That's a little shocking. Don't tell me he really wants to start a massacre? "
"That's impossible. If he really wanted to start a massacre, he wouldn't say so much. But everyone, be careful and don't be careless. Where there's life, there's hope. It's more important to stay alive."
Lin Fan was satisfied. As long as one had a brain, their desire to live wouldn't be low. He then stretched out his hand, "Your ring is not bad."
The beast skin saint nodded. He didn't understand. He looked at the injured storage ring and nodded his head in satisfaction, "It is. I specially picked it. Be it the design or the material, they are all top notch. You have good taste."
"You don't understand?" Lin Fan squinted his eyes and was a little unhappy. What was wrong with people these days? Did they not understand or were they just acting like they didn't?
"Understand what?" The beast skin saint asked in a daze.
Peng!
At that moment, Lin Fan punched. The beast skin saint's eyes popped out and he nearly fainted.
"Do you understand?" Lin Fan asked once more. If he didn't understand, then he couldn't be blamed. Acting like a fool wouldn't end well.
As for the powers behind them, that had nothing to do with him. If they had the balls, then come and fight. He had nothing to fear.
The beast skin saint's face turned red. That punch made his stomach churn. It was unbearable.
"What do you understand? Can't you just say it? I was hit by something when I was young and my brain can't process it. Don't talk in riddles with me. I really don't understand. "
He hollered in rage. What he hated the most was people talking in riddles with him. If you have something to say, then say it. If you can't, then fight. If you can, then make a deal.
"Saint Qiu Hu, Peak Leader Lin wants you to pass the storage ring to him." A saint reminded.
This fellow wanted their storage rings. Some people knew that it was impossible to escape and wanted to secretly hide the valuable things in the storage rings. However, they discovered that this fellow had locked onto them. If they had any small movements, he would be able to see them clearly. Their hearts were filled with fear.
"You should have said so earlier. Didn't you just want the storage ring? I will give it to you. Why did you hit me? Are you so unfriendly?" Qiu Hu took off the storage ring and said in a wronged manner.
Lin Fan sighed and patted his shoulder. "Forget it, you can keep it. Although I am overbearing, I have my principles. I am sorry to make you feel wronged."
After saying that, he walked past and didn't say anything more. It was already tragic that he had a problem with his brain. If he took his storage ring, that would be too much.
His bottom line was the most important.
"You …" Qiu Hu was unhappy. One moment he wanted it, the next moment he didn't want it. When he didn't understand it, he beat him up. Now that he understood it, he didn't want it. This person had a problem with his brain.
He looked down at the storage ring and anxiously put it back on his finger.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up. Those who can leave alive after meeting me are either weaklings or tycoons. "
Lin Fan took all the storage rings of the religious sons and daughters.
This trip had not been a loss, and he had gained quite a lot.
"My Ice and Fire Crystals are still inside."
Some of the religious sons felt their hearts go cold.
Some of the religious sons were in despair. They even wanted to die. Where did this person come from? He's too ruthless.
It's fine that he emptied other people's treasure vaults, but he didn't even let them off. They might be religious sons of large forces, but they weren't so rich that they could be robbed so easily.
Lin Fan counted. Twenty-eight storage rings. It was a bountiful harvest. There were a few religious sons with powerful auras. Their noble auras made others feel ashamed.
No matter how calm they were, they had to hand over their items when they met Lin Fan.
You think you can't hand them over just because you are handsome?
"Thank you for your cooperation. I am the Magnificent Flame Sect's Lin Fan. If you are unhappy, you can look for me. But the next time we meet, it won't be so simple. You will be killed by me."
"Don't think that I'm overbearing. I've always been this overbearing."
After saying this, he grabbed the patriarch from his junior brother and stepped into the air. "Junior brother, let's go. Let's go."
"Wait, put our patriarch down!" The Patriarch shouted.
"No, your patriarch has committed a great crime. He needs to be reformed in our sect for a few decades."
His figure disappeared, and only his voice could be heard.
Wang Fu snorted and followed behind. His senior brother's overbearing attitude was deeply rooted in his heart. He swore that he would become someone like his senior brother in the future.
As for the old man who was locked up with him, he hesitated for a while before following.
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