Chapter 239: Ying Huanhuan Escapes, an Uninvited Guest! [Please Read More]

"Xiao Senior Sister Huanhuan is right, give me a definite answer!"

As soon as Ying Huanhuan finished speaking, the crowd that was originally somewhat quiet suddenly rioted, and everyone was excited.

Ying Huanhuan raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction of Lin Fan, with a slight smile on her lips. Obviously, such a powerful voice made the girl a little proud.

Lin Fan gathered his mind and then took a step forward.

Swish!

At the moment when Lin Fan took a step forward, the desolation in his place quickly spread out.

The power of desolation shuttled from the earth and poured into Lin Fan's body.

Swish!

As the power surged, Lin Fan's figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in front of Ying Huanhuan amid the exclamations.

The finger with a strong desolate aura was as fast as lightning and pointed at Ying Huanhuan's smooth forehead.

Lin Fan's speed was amazing. With Ying Huanhuan's current strength, she couldn't react at all and could only watch the finger fall towards her.

However, Ying Huanhuan was not panicked at all, nor did she mean to ask for help. Her bright eyes stared at Lin Fan stubbornly.

Lin Fan's finger finally stopped half an inch in front of Ying Huanhuan's forehead.

Seeing this, Ying Huanhuan's eyebrows rose slightly.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand and flicked Ying Huanhuan's smooth forehead, chuckling: "Now you can feel whether it is successful or not?"

[Ding! You touched Ying Huanhuan and got 100,000 Xuanyuan Pills! ]

Suddenly, the wonderful voice of the system sounded again.

"Damn guy," Ying Huanhuan glared at Lin Fan and pouted.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "I remember someone said before that if I succeed in comprehending the Great Desolate Sutra, she would do whatever I said."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Ying Huanhuan heard Lin Fan's words, her black eyes turned, and she fled away quickly like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing this, Lin Fan couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, after the silence between heaven and earth, thunderous cheers rang out.

The faces of the disciples of the Desolate Palace were filled with excitement.

They, the Desolate Palace, have finally waited for this day!

On the distant mountain, Ying Xuanzi looked at the thunderous cheers, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on his jade-like face.

Looking through the sea of ​​people, he missed that a hundred years ago, this place was also so lively.

"Zhou Tong, there are finally juniors who have surpassed you..." Ying Xuanzi chuckled, then turned and left, with a sigh of relief spreading...

Five days have passed since the Great Desolate Monument sank into the ground again.

During these five days, the commotion in Dao Sect caused by the birth of the Great Desolate Sutra finally subsided gradually.

Lin Fan gave the twelve deduced Desolate Art to the two hall masters Chen Zhen and Wu Dao, which made them both very excited.

When Lin Fan deduced the Desolate Art, he was in the desolate world created by the Great Desolate Monument. The deduced Desolate Art was more powerful than the original Desolate Art, and after successful cultivation, it could also help to comprehend the Great Desolate Sutra.

Of course, this was when the Great Desolate Monument was not affected by the Demon King.

With the enhanced version of the Desolate Art, Lin Dong, Pang Tong and other five direct disciples were naturally the first to practice.

As for the others, they had to at least condense the Desolate Seed before they were eligible to switch to cultivation.

While Lin Dong, Pang Tong and others were practicing the enhanced version of the Wilderness Technique, Lin Fan was very relaxed.

In five days, Lin Fan successively refined five Immortal Yuan Ancient Fruits, and his physical strength was strengthened again.

Moreover, with the Spirit Seal and the Heavenly Soul Stone, Lin Fan's Yuan Power and Mental Power were also steadily increasing.

In addition to practicing on the Danhe Training Platform every day, he would stroll around the Martial Arts Hall, which was very leisurely.

Compared with Lin Fan's leisure, the atmosphere of practice in the four major halls seemed to be gradually becoming more and more tense.     Because in more than a month, the most sensational palace examination in Dao Sect will be held...

After refining the Immortal Yuan Ancient Fruit, Lin Fan was not in a hurry to refine the Shengsheng Xuanling Fruit. He planned to reach the peak of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm before refining and absorbing it.

At that time, he might be able to break through to the Shengxuan Realm directly.

So, in the following days, Lin Fan practiced step by step and occasionally relaxed.

Time continued to flow forward in Lin Fan's relaxed attitude.

Lin Fan occasionally met Ying Huanhuan in the sect. No matter where she went, she was always accompanied by men and women.

The girl's youthful vitality and sweet laughter seemed to infect the environment, making people slow down their pace.

However, every time she met Lin Fan, Ying Huanhuan would turn her cunning eyes and slip away like a rabbit.

Obviously, Ying Huanhuan remembered the bet that Lin Fan made with her, and was worried that Lin Fan would mention it again in front of everyone.

Lin Fan just smiled at this.

That day, Lin Fan was sitting cross-legged on the Danhe training platform.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of breaking wind.

A moment later, a figure landed on Lin Fan's training platform. It was Mo Ling from the Great Yan Dynasty, just like Lin Fan.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan was just practicing normally and could stop at any time, so he was not affected at all.

"Do you know what happened in the front hall?" Mo Ling was obviously relieved when he saw Lin Fan, and asked immediately.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What is it?"

In his heart, he had some guesses.

The facts were no different from his guesses.

Mo Ling said, "There is a sect called Hongyadong. They came to Daozong to pay respects while the disciples such as Xiaoxiao were in seclusion."

"Hongyadong is said to be a sect near Daozong, second only to Daozong in strength. This time, a few tough people did come."

"We have had three sparring matches just now, and our Daozong lost two. We are now sparring in the fourth match, with Junior Sister Huanhuan taking action. Judging from the situation, it can be stabilized for the time being, but... Hongyadong still has the most difficult one who has not taken action."

"Master Wudao, let me find you to calm the situation. Otherwise, if we lose to Hongyadong, it will not be a good thing for our Daozong."

"Let's go, I'll go with you to meet these guys from Hongyadong," Lin Fan stood up and said in a relaxed tone.

Mo Ling nodded, and a relaxed look appeared on his face.

With Lin Fan taking action, Hongyadong is doomed to lose!

The Dao Sect is extremely vast, and the front hall is a place dedicated to receiving visitors from various forces.

Generally speaking, Dao Sect disciples rarely come here, but whenever they meet such visitors, many people will come to watch the fun.

In the front hall, there are many huge platforms, all of which are used for exchange.

But now, on one of the platforms, it is overcrowded, a large black mass, with some noises and anger coming out.

Whoosh!

Lin Fan and the other two quickly flew from the distant sky and finally landed on this platform.

With the appearance of the two, the Dao Sect disciples on the platform immediately cast their eyes over.

Then, all the Dao Sect disciples showed a touch of joy on their faces, and then the voice that sounded like a sigh of relief quickly spread on the platform.

"Brother Lin Fan is here!"