Chapter 688

Lin Tian originally wanted to politely refuse, and didn't want to trouble others, and there was no need to trouble others. However, fan Yingxiong was so enthusiastic that he said that he wanted to go to the ancient ruins to have a look. He finally had to give up and agreed to go with fan Yingxiong.

"When shall we go? I'll make preparations. "

Fan Yingxiong is a little excited.

Lin Tian looked to the far sky, pondered and said, "I want to start now."

The fragments of sword soul are too important for him. Now it is said that the young supremacy of all ethnic groups who can kill the strong has crossed over. It is impossible for him to sit here. It would be bad if something happened.

Finally, the other strong men of the barbarians also nodded, and after reporting to the old clan leader, they agreed to let fan Yingxiong go.

"Come on, brother Lin, I'm ready!"

Fan Yingxiong changed his clothes. He was dressed in black animal leather. It looked like an ancient warrior.

"Good."

Lin Tiandao.

With that, he nodded to the other strong men of the barbarian tribe and strode out immediately.

"Uncle clan, old clan leader, we'll be back soon!"

Fan Yingxiong said.

After they left the small tribe together, they rose into the air and headed for the big mountain in the north.

At this moment, the sky is not really bright, the stars are still bright.

Lin Tian and fan Yingxiong finally crossed the northern mountain and appeared on the other side of the mountain. Looking around, there is a canyon in the distance, from which wisps of gray and Black Mist float out and wind around. By this time, many monks had gathered outside the canyon, all of them had good blood.

"That's it!" Fan Yingxiong pointed to that side, but then he was a little strange and muttered, "but it's strange. I used to come here, but I never found such a canyon."

"When you used to come around here, there should be a strong prohibition near the canyon, and just as it happened, the prohibition broke up recently, so it was found by other strong people."

Lin Tian analyzed.

Fan Yingxiong thinks about it and thinks what Lin Tian said is very reasonable.

"Go in."

Lin Tiandao.

I don't know how long it took to open the ancient ruins with colorful gods. Many people went in. He didn't want to delay.

Fan Yingxiong nodded and walked along with Lin Tian.

Soon, they finally got close.

When Lin Tian came here from a short distance, he found that there were about 200 people around the place, but they all seemed angry, because there were more than ten powerful ant monks standing in front of the canyon, blocking other monks from entering the canyon.

"Xiao Wang of our family has gone inside. Don't disturb Xiao Wang of our family in his treasure hunt!"

One of the first friars of the ant tribe spoke arrogantly.

The other friars of the ant tribe sneered, and their eyes were gloomy. They looked at all the people here, and their swords were flashing.

"Whoever moves forward will be killed."

The friar road of the ant tribe.

"Yes

"Understand!"

"Understand, who dares to come up, directly cut into meat sauce to swallow."

A group of friars of ant tribe, moriran road.

Many friars gathered around this place and glared at these friars one after another, but they dared not speak. Most of them are casual practitioners, and there is no support behind them. However, those who have support behind them are just a small group, far from being able to compete with big families such as ant tribe and dare not provoke.

"I advise you to stay away and don't try to enter the ancient ruins. You are not qualified. The ruins behind you belong to Xiao Wang of our ant tribe!" The leader of the ant tribe monk looked at the place and said with a smile: "I'll give you ten breathing time. Now I'm going to leave. If you don't leave after breathing, I'll send you personally. Of course, I'll send you to hell."

A group of friars were surprised and angry. Although many of them were stronger than the friars of ant tribe here, they still did not dare to do anything because they were afraid of offending the whole ant tribe. Many shook their heads, retreated with anger, ready to leave.

"The dogs!"

Beside Lin Tian, fan Yingxiong raised his eyes directly. The barbarians and the ants have always been at odds. Before, a few people in the small tribe were almost killed by the ants. Now I see the friars of the ants, and they are so arrogant and domineering. How can fan Yingxiong bear it? He strides over and punches the friars of the ants.

"Dong!"

The whole void roared with a powerful blow.

The friar of the ant tribe, who was the leader, obviously did not expect that someone would dare to fight in this place, and his power was so terrible. He immediately backed back and yelled: "you dare to me..."

"Death

Fan Yingxiong is honest and honest, but at the moment he sees the friars of the ant tribe, but he has a murderous face and a stronger fist.

Poof, the friar of the ant tribe, who is the leader, is smashed into a blood mist by fan Yingxiong on the spot.

"This..."

Around, some monks were shocked.

"This is the barbarian?"

"What a strong body

"That punch just now... It's... It's..."

Many people were shocked.

There are many other ant friars outside the canyon. Seeing fan Yingxiong kill their leaders on the spot, all of them are discolored. It seems that they can smash everything, which makes these ant friars panic.

"Barbarians?! The young supremacy of our family is in the valley. How dare you break in here? You are looking for death

There was a fierce roar from the friars of the ant tribe, but they were retreating. They were no longer arrogant and arrogant. They were all shocked by fan Yingxiong's fist just now.

Fan Yingxiong stood with his eyes and forced the ant monks.

"Hurry up, don't waste time with them."

Lin Tian stepped forward and said calmly.

Words fall, he appeared in the hands of a sword, with a Yang, Leiyan sword rush through the sky.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The blood splashed away. In front of the canyon, all the friars of the ant tribe died. They didn't even scream.

"Go."

He told fan Yingxiong that he put away his sword and stepped into the valley.

Fan Yingxiong nods, spits at the bloody corpse of the ant monk, and strides to the valley.

"This..."

"The burly young man is a strong man of the barbarians. He is not friendly with the ant tribe. But, what about the pretty boy? How dare you do this to the ant tribe? Are you not afraid of their revenge? "

"That sword was terrible!"

"Kill all of them with one sword. These ants are all monks of Yukong realm!"

"Isn't he a strong inheritor of a big family?"

Many people are frightened.

However, soon, the startled color on these faces disappeared, and all became pleasantly surprised. Because at this time, all the ant friars who were guarding outside the canyon and didn't let them move forward were killed. They could rush into the canyon and enter the ancient ruins that were found. Enter that among them, say not to be able to get an adverse chance.

"Go

There is humanity. After a while, the crowd rushes into the canyon and rushes to the ancient relics.

……

When Lin Tian stepped into the gorge, he could see some simple vegetation at first, but gradually, as he and fan Yingxiong went to the depth, there were no more green plants or even dead trees on the ground. The land became a little red, the air became more gray and black mist, and the air became a little cold.

Lin Tian gradually frowned, this place, some unknown.

"Be careful."

He told fan Yingxiong.

"It's OK, God will kill God, and devil will kill devil!"

Fan Yingxiong is very heroic.

Lin Tian smiles, but he doesn't say anything. He continues to walk forward.

By this time, they had really entered the so-called ancient ruins, and the surrounding land became more red. After about a quarter of an hour, they saw large stones with a height of about Zhang, all over them, like a stone forest.

Soon after stepping into the stone forest, the bodies of many monks appeared on the ground, and next to them were the bodies of several other humanoid creatures, with tusks in their mouths, green scales on their bodies, and a strong evil spirit interwoven, all of which were penetrated by the eyebrows.

"Yecha."

A wisp of fine awn flashed in Lin Tian's eyes.

Yecha and other demons are the weakest ones who can kill the powerful friars who can pass through the four immortals. At the beginning, he met several of them in the burial mountain of the third heaven. At that time, they didn't know how many friars who can pass through the six immortals. Later, they were surrounded and killed by a group of strong men. But now, there are several corpses of these demons lying quietly in this place, And they all had a blood hole in the middle of their eyebrows. The bodies were undamaged, and they were obviously killed by a blow.

In this way, the man who started it was a little terrible.

"The special Demon power of the ant tribe exists near the eyebrows of these nocturnal forks. It should be the young and supreme hand of this vein." Fan Yingxiong tugged his fist.

Lin Tian naturally found this, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

"Come on, keep going."

He said.

He did not hesitate, and fan Yingxiong together, once again toward the depths of ancient ruins.

After that, I don't know how long I've been walking. There's an amazing fight in front of me.

Lin Tian and fan Yingxiong approach and look up. There are many monks in front of them. Four of them are fighting for a piece of precious jade.

"Baoyu belongs to me!"

A young man in black armour was surrounded by black demon light with cold eyes.

"Hum!"

A young man with red hair hummed coldly, raised his big hand and showed his blood.

"Who is the strongest, who does Baoyu belong to?"

A young man with green hair smiles, which makes people look cold.

At the same time, a young man in a black shirt was also fighting for the treasure.

All of these four men have terrible fighting power, which frightens some other monks who come here. Many of them are retreating for fear that they will be involved in the struggle of these four strong men.

Lin Tian came here and learned the identities of the four from the comments of some friars. The black beetle youth is the young supreme of the ant tribe, the red haired youth is the young supreme of the blood wolf tribe, the green haired youth is the young supreme of the Zerg tribe, and the black shirt youth is the young supreme of the shadow tribe.

The precious jade that the four men are fighting for is the divine material that has been channeled and is used to refine the magic weapon, and its value is immeasurable.

Staring at these four people, Lin Tian saw a wisp of fine awn in his eyes. These four people are really strong. The worst is that they are in the seventh heaven of Tongxian, which makes him feel the pressure now.

"Well?" Suddenly, the young supreme of the ant tribe looks this way, and Sen Leng's eyes fall straight on Lin Tian and fan Yingxiong: "you have the smell of our people's blood!"