Lin Xiaotian's eyes narrowed instantly.

To be honest, he didn't know what they meant, was the thing he gave them fake?

But he didn't change it secretly, this is what he brought out of the second world.

"No, no."

However, before Zhang Fan could finish his speech, the old man's gloomy voice rang again.

"What the hell is going to do with the master?"

Zhang Gan was a little confused, walked over, took a rough look, and then asked curiously.

"There is not the immortal source in the box."

The old man murmured.

At the same time, a blue rune flew out of the box, but it just flew out for a moment, and in an instant the blue halo returned to the box again.

Then click and the box will automatically close.

"It's not the immortal source, this is another thing in the second world. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Taoist priest of that immortal?"

"Daotong? What master did you call me?"

"Yes, it should be!"

The old man nodded faintly, his spiritual sense continued to wander on the box, and finally he became more sure of his thoughts. He glanced at Zhang Fan and continued, "It's true that it's Taoism, it's me that I'm too anxious."

After saying that, he raised his head, his eyes fell on Lin Xiaotian, and said trunkly: "This kid doesn't even know what realm he has in the future, so how could he know the source of immortality?

How could he know to enter the second world and find the so-called immortal source?"

"And, if I guess correctly, even this Taoist sect should have been given to Lin Xiaotian by the remaining thoughts of the immortal."

"Is this how?" Zhang Fan was a little surprised.

"Yes!" the old man nodded faintly and continued to explain: "No matter whether it is the Taoist or the immortal source, it is impossible for this child to be easily found in one week.

But he found it in such a short time. It can only be said that the immortal deliberately gave it to Lin Xiaotian, but he did not give it to this immortal source, but gave it to him Taoist throne.

Maybe I feel that he has no fate with the immortal source."

"Are we in vain?"

A hint of annoyance appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

“Not.”

The old man shook his head calmly, then smiled and said, "Either the Taoist or the immortal source are all good things. This Taoist is also of great use to you,

Even now, it is more useful than the immortal source. If it has not reached the peak of the saint, even if it has an immortal source, it cannot be used.

Instead of getting the immortal source now and holding a treasure, it is better to keep the immortal source in the second world first, and then go to the magic medicine valley to get the confidence in the future."

Lin Xiaotian heard ambiguousness on the side. Lin Xiaotian didn't know whether it was the Xianyuan before or the Taoist sect they mentioned now, and had never heard of it.

However, this Taoist sect should have been left to Su Yanchen by Mu Chen.

"Okay, this Taoist sect is a waste of time. Let's end here."

The old man put away the box and didn't want to waste time here anymore, so his eyes fell on Lin Xiaotian.

A touch of playful expression suddenly surged in the old eyes, "Boy, you are very trustworthy. You really sent this thing here. It's reasonable and I seem to have enough reason to let you go.

But you had hurt my favorite disciple before. Let's calculate this account."

"How to calculate?"

"How to calculate it? Of course, you stay here, and stay here means death." The old man sneered.

"Tsk tsk!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan also had a grim smile on his face, staring at Lin Xiaotian, and sneered: "The next one is my home court."

"Clash." The old man glanced at his disciple and nodded.

"Don't worry, Master."

Zhang Fan grinned and walked forward, looking at Lin Xiaotian, a cold light burst out from his eyes.

"Boy, when I was in Tongzhou, I suffered a loss in your hands, but today, this is my home court, so let's calculate our accounts here."

Buzz!

A trace of white spiritual energy burst out from Zhang Fan's body and wandered on his body, like lightning bolts, crackling loudly.

Give people a suffocating feeling.

As he spoke, Zhang Fan slowly stretched out his palm, and the white spiritual energy suddenly turned into a tiny electric current, beating in his palm.

"Saint?"

Looking at Zhang Fan in front of him, Lin Xiaotian's eyes narrowed instantly.

This guy's aura seems to have reached the realm of a saint.

I remember that when he was in Tongzhou before, the reason why he became king was entirely because of his tycoon in the underworld.

And he is just a divine realm that has just entered the third level of heaven.

It was only two months younger, and he had actually entered the divine realm. This only shows that he was also a chosen person and had the blood of a saint in his body.

I directly crossed the process of transformation and naturally entered the realm of a saint. However, although it may be a saint who relied on the blood of a saint, I could cross that big hurdle in just two months.

It's enough to show that this guy has a very extraordinary talent.

"hehe."

Seeing Lin Xiaotian's surprised expression, Zhang Fan seemed very proud and couldn't help but laugh: "This world belongs to a genius, not just you. Two months ago, I could have broken through the saint, but I was compressing my own strength.

Just stimulate myself with greater potential. Boy, although I have just broken through to the saint, I am too much stronger than the so-called unidirectional saint."

When he said this, the more proud the expression on Zhang Fan's face became.

Lin Xiaotian's face calmed down at this moment. He didn't agree with what Zhang Fan said. He was probably the kind of genius of six and seven. The first three qi pools were probably filled up long ago and he was qualified to touch the saint.

But because the air pool behind is not filled, I am waiting.

but,

It doesn't matter.

He smiled and said, "Is that true?"

There is pride in my eyes.

In Zhang Fan's opinion, this was an endless insult to him. His face darkened, and he immediately snorted: "Boy, today I will let you know what real despair is.

Let you see the true strength of my young master!”

call!

As he spoke, a black aura spread out in his body, and in an instant he was shrouded in the black aura.

Then as he breathed, the black breath that surged around him poured into his chest.

In a vague way, a demon appeared on his chest, appearing faintly.

Wow!

He suddenly raised his arms, and a black mark suddenly appeared, very domineering.

At this moment, his aura seemed to be a little stronger than before.

"Tsk."

Seeing this, Lin Xiaotian smiled.

"Your saint bloodline should come from a certain ancestor in the underworld."

It's really funny. After all, he is a great disciple of a famous and authentic sect like Yuanzong, but he is a descendant of some of the strong men in the underworld, which is a bit ridiculous.

"Ha, I don't know until the end of death."
Chapter completed!