Landing a Fantasy Game in the World of Mythology

　　The faint voice came out, like the words of a Buddha, but also like a magic murmur.

　　Lanruo Temple is thousands of miles away.

　　Yao Ji stands on the top of the cloud, and the fairy rhythm flows. She stands there, but she can't be noticed at all.

　　"Lin Fan, you have such a background..."

　　A wisp of fairy sound floated out, Yun Yi was there, and the person had long since disappeared.

　　...

　　on the top of the mountain.

　　Lin Fan sat here quietly, drawing the power of the stars from Zhou Tian into his body. From a distance, it seemed as if a vortex was formed above his head.

　　Quenching its body, refining its spirit, it is natural, no distinction between you and me.

　　"I finally know why Brother Lin's body and divine power are so perverted..."

　　It was the first time Yang Jian saw Lin Fan practicing, and he was speechless when he saw the power of the stars falling like a waterfall.

　　Yan Chixia's eyes are straight, aren't the monks in the Wuji Star Palace only able to communicate with one star and absorb the power of the star!

　　Why does it seem like hundreds of millions of stars can communicate with Lin Fan when he arrives here? ? .

Chapter 115 Let's go! (2/5)

　　The battle with the old tree spirit made Lin Fan feel full and full, and his combat power was boiling. Compared with the battle of the Lanjiang gods, it was even worse.

　　At this moment, in the starry sky, he is like a sponge, the pores of the whole body are dilated, and the star power is absorbed by himself.

　　What he cultivates is the Tao of the fantasy game world, not the Tao of this world, so he cannot integrate into this world.

　　That is to say, he can't comprehend or borrow the power of Heaven and Earth-Dao like the local monks here.

　　However, Lin Fan felt that it didn't matter, his body was strong enough, he had to surrender to all Dao, he was Dao, Dao was himself, why should he borrow it!

　　Of course, this road is not so easy to walk, it must be full of thorns and hardships, and it may not even fall.

　　But Lin Fan was not afraid. Chao Wen Dao Xi could die, not to mention that he had already died once, and he didn't care about the second time.

　　"The enemy's means are too simple, and the speed is not enough..."

　　After practicing, Lin Fan summed up his experience against the enemy and found his own shortcomings.

　　When encountering ordinary existences, you may not see anything, but if there is a real strong enemy confrontation, such as the Lanjiang gods and old tree spirits, in the fierce battle with them, the drawbacks will be revealed.

　　Once more than a hundred rounds, Lin Fan's means will become single, even if it is a superb skill, it will always be seen as a flaw, so he can target it.

　　Therefore, in the two wars, Lin Fan finally adopted the strategy of retreating, showing his weakness to others, and when they relaxed, he would strike a thunderous blow.

　　But this method can not always be used, after all, you have to improve yourself.

　　"Fighting Words..."

　　There is a desire in his eyes, and if he gets this method, his problem will be solved.

　　Dou Zi Jue, the holy method of attacking among the nine jue, first obtains one, and then transforms into tens of thousands, and at the end of complexity, returns to one again.

　　That is to say, as long as the user can comprehend it, all kinds of wonderful methods can be evolved.

　　In addition, the line of words must also be obtained, and cannot be let go.

　　In the end, the stars in the sky returned to the sky, the starlight dissipated, and Lin Fan stood up.

　　Yang Jian and the others greeted them and thanked them for saving their lives.

　　If it wasn't for Lin Fan and that one to take action this time, they would definitely die.

　　Lin Fan looked at Yang Jian and muttered in his heart, others may die, but this guy definitely won't die.

　　Not to mention the one in his family, it is his master Yu Ding Zhenren, I am afraid he will not let him die.

　　"Brother Lin, is there something on my face?" Yang Jian wondered when he saw Lin Fan staring at him.

　　"Maybe you're too ugly."

　　Xiao Han joked next to him, causing Yang Jian to roll his eyes.

　　Yan Chixia was very solemn and could not repay the kindness of saving her life, saying that if she had any orders in the future, she could pass the book to him from Feijian.

　　"The Daoist is polite."

　　Lin Fan took the golden sword in his hand, quite curious, and asked about the cultivation world by the way.

　　"The so-called cultivation world is actually a collective term, covering the four major ministries and states, as well as overseas islands. The same is true for the ten gates of immortality. They are spread all over the place and only see each other once in a hundred years."

　　"In addition to my Shushan Mountain, Dongsheng Shenzhou also has Qingyunzong, my Shushan's Suppressing Demon Sword, and Qingyunzong's Immortal Execution Sword, which are supreme artifacts..."

　　Yan Chixia slowly turned into a chatterbox, and began to ramble from all over the world. She even shook her heroic deeds when she first entered Shushan when she punched [-] miscellaneous disciples and kicked [-] outside disciples. come out.

　　Yang Jian and Ning Caichen were beside him with expressions of refusal, but Yan Chixia turned a blind eye, and the spittle stars flew straight.

　　Xiao Han and Lin Fan looked at each other and heard the incredible news.

　　Xiao Han and Lin Fan looked at each other and heard the incredible news.

　　"Demon Suppression Sword, Immortal Execution Sword, I... heard right?" Xiao Han hesitated.

　　"No, I heard it too. It seems that this is a complex mythical world."

　　Lin Fan nodded affirmatively, and then sighed.

　　Xiao Han's face had a ghostly expression, which was completely different from the ancient mythical world he understood!

　　Whether it was the former Xiaoleiyin Temple or the current Zhuxianjian Town Demon Sword, it gave him a strange yet familiar feeling.

　　Lin Fan didn't care, a trace of his soul fell into the small world of Qiankun, turned into a human figure, and came to a lonely cliff in the center.

　　There is a palace here, which was moved in by Lin Fan who robbed the water house of the gods of the Lanjiang River.

　　The Qiankun bag is a small world of its own, except that it has no life, it is no different from the outside world.

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　　When Lin Fan came here, he saw three graceful and graceful figures strolling among the flowers, and they seemed to be chatting happily.

　　On the top of another mountain, Fatty Duan and Tang Shan were still comprehending the method of training the soul, wandering in the sky.

　　"Looks like you guys are having a good time chatting."

　　Lin Fan walked over with a smile, Xiao Xie and Qiurong hurried forward, "Master."

　　Nie Xiaoqian called him a son.

　　"No need to be polite."

　　Lin Fan waved his hand lightly, then looked at Nie Xiaoqian, "Go out with me, the old tree spirit has been destroyed by me, take back your urn, and you can follow me."

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　　He took Nie Xiaoqian's ashes, naturally not to let her reincarnate, but to not want to be left out and be picked up and used by caring people.

　　"Thank you sir!"

　　When Nie Xiaoqian saw Lin Fan coming in, she had already guessed it in her heart, but now she has confirmed with her own ears that her heart has been replaced by surprise.

　　He has been tortured all these years and has long been miserable, but now he is finally able to keep the clouds open and see the moon, which is really a great luck.

　　Thinking of this, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but subconsciously looked at the figure in Tsing Yi in front of her. She didn't know what to think, a red glow reflected on her little face, which was extremely beautiful.

　　...

　　After that, Lin Fan asked Nie Xiaoqian to lead the way and found her urn in a cemetery.

　　at the foot of the mountain.

　　"Master Yan, don't let it go. If you have time, you can come to Jintai Mansion to find me, and I will definitely entertain you."

　　Lin Fan and the others waved at Yan Chixia, the latter clasped his fists in return, then turned around and strode away, unrestrained and unrestrained, with the style of a generation of swordsmen.

　　"Xiaodao has also bid farewell. Thank you for saving your life this time. If you are free in the future, you can come to Longhu Mountain as a guest."

　　Ning Caichen also held the ceremony and walked in the other direction, and disappeared after a while.

　　Yang Jian looked at the direction Ning Caichen was leaving, and said, "Although this person is a bit pedantic, he has a good heart and can make friends."

　　"Let's go."

　　Lin Fan greeted him and took the lead, followed by Xiao Han and the others. After three or two steps, they disappeared. .

Chapter 116 The game is updated again! (3/5)

　　In one corner, the mountains are lofty, the mountains are in the sky, majestic and magnificent, and the weather is endless.

　　The ancient trees are towering, and the old vines are covered, giving it a feeling of a virgin forest.

　　On this day, Lin Fan came to this place and came to a mountain stream.

　　"There is a village in front where the third sister is recovering from her injuries."

　　Yang Jian led the way, pointed to the village looming in the fog in the distance, and said.

　　"Well, let's go."

　　Lin Fan nodded lightly, and the group strode into the village after a few breaths.

　　This is a very ordinary village, with scattered fertile fields, cross-country traffic, and familiarity with each other. Every villager is very simple and friendly to Lin Fan and the others.

　　Lin Fan and the others smiled back and walked all the way, and soon came to the corner of "[-]" in the village.

　　A large-scale house is seated. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs and a small yard.

　　From a distance, Lin Fan saw a figure, with a valiant appearance, a serene temperament, and a white robe that beats the snow. Although she was a woman, she couldn't feel any weakness, her slender legs were close together, and her waist was straight, like a gun.

　　Without a doubt, it was Yang Chan.

　　Seemingly aware of the footsteps, Yang Chan, who was practicing, turned around abruptly, and a gleam of light flashed in her star eyes, causing the courtyard to be electrified.

　　But when she saw Lin Fan and Yang Jian, a smile appeared on her face, her big eyes curved into crescents, and they ran out quickly.