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Chapter 120 Your son's head is my gift to you

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    This mountain range is called Kangyue Mountain Range.

    One end is Kangcheng, and the other end is Yuecheng.

    The Kangyue Mountains are very large. Lin Fan and Lin Fan have traveled for a long time, but they still haven't met the three suzerains and deputy suzerains of the Ninth Five Sect.

    "They walked so fast? We haven't caught up yet." Lin Fan was also a little puzzled.

    "Probably we missed it." Xue Wujiang said with a smile.

    Lin Fan felt that it was a pity, but he would not waste his time just to kill people, so he didn't look for it on purpose.

    It took them two days to move on, and finally reached the center of the mountain range.

    There is a huge lake here.

    In the lake, there is a lotus flower blooming. What is even more amazing is that there is a fruit on the lotus flower, which is blood red, giving people the feeling that it is full of the essence of life.

    "This is Zhu Lian Guo. Although it is very sacred, it requires a lot of blood to sacrifice, and it must be the blood of the human race." Lin Fan said.

    He was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that he could see this kind of thing here.

    This is a very magical fruit. Although it is watered by the blood of the human race, it has no evil nature and no evil spirit. It is a very sacred fruit.

    After eating this fruit, human monks can break through, and monster races can evolve.

    "No wonder he often goes out to eat people. It turned out to be to collect blood and water this fruit." Lin Fan was stunned.

    But immediately, he sensed something was wrong.

    "Those people said that this dragon has no wisdom and is just a beast. How could a beast raise such a flower on purpose?"

    "It seems that those people are wrong, this dragon does have a bit of wisdom!"

    Lin Fan knew that he had guessed wrong, this might not be a snake anymore, it would really become a dragon.

    "It's a bit tricky." Lin Fan said to himself.

    After all, an arrow suddenly shot from a distance.  This arrow was not an ordinary arrow, but an arrow from a magic weapon. It was so terrifying that it was going to shoot through Lin Fan's head.

    However, Lin Fan dodged cleverly.

    That arrow hit the ground, and with a bang, the ground was shattered, and a big crater about ten feet was blasted out.

    "It seems that we are not the only ones coming, but someone is also following this dragon." Xue Wujiang's expression became a little nervous.

    Sure enough, someone came out of the distant jungle and laughed.

    "Fellow Daoist, whether it's the dragon below or this miraculous fruit, they are all mine. Please leave, Fellow Daoist."

    This is a monk dressed like a savage, his strong muscles are exposed, and his cultivation base is strong. It is the fourth floor of the foundation building period.

    "That's right, fellow daoist, it's better for a young man like you not to participate in this fierce competition."

    Another person stood up. This was a refined middle-aged man who spoke very politely.

    However, his cultivation is not weak, he is a sixth-floor monk in the foundation-building period.

    "In my opinion, you are just a monk in the Qi-refinement period, plus a second-level person in the Qi-refinement period, in our eyes, it is just a joke." Another person stood up and said with a smile.

    This person looks like a treacherous person, and at first glance he is a treacherous person, and he makes people feel very uncomfortable when he smiles.

    However, this person's cultivation is not simple, he is a fifth-floor monk in the foundation period.

    Afterwards, people appeared around, and there were eight in total.

    They are all strongmen in the foundation building period!

    Seeing these people, Xue Wujiang's pupils shrank suddenly.

    His eyes were filled with fear, and he never thought that he would meet such an unlucky moment.

    It doesn't matter when you come, you have to come at this time, and you have met so many terrifying strong men.

    "Lin Sheng, what should we do? Let's avoid it first?" Xue Wujiang asked in a low voice.

    However, Lin Fan shook his head and laughed.

    "Is there only eight people? In my opinion, eight people are not enough!"

    "What did you say?"

    Everyone was furious and said: "Boy, I think you are inflated!"

    The eight of them are all monks in the mid-stage of the foundation-building period, and their cultivation bases are between the third floor of the foundation-building period and the sixth floor of the foundation-building period.

    However, a kid in the Qi refining period actually said that they were not qualified?

    Only the elegant middle-aged man said with a smile: "Don't be angry, young people nowadays are all young and vigorous, how can he?Even if we say a thousand words or say ten thousand words there, it is impossible to have any influence on us.  "

    He had a good heart, and said, "Anyway, it will be up to the eight of us to fight for it in the end."

    "The three of us have to be counted!" A sneer came from afar again.

    When everyone looked over, they saw an old man with a sword on his back, followed by two middle-aged men.

    The old man is a monk of the fourth floor of the foundation building period, and the two middle-aged men are both monks of the third floor of the foundation building period.

    No one would care if the three were separated.

    However, now that the three of them are together, everyone has to be a little bit afraid.

    "The fellow Taoists of the Nine Five Sects are here too? It seems that I have a little difficulty in getting this fruit and that dragon!"

    "Let's not talk about it, let's do it according to our ability." The old man said with a smile.

    Lin Fan looked at the elders of Jiuwuzong.

    He felt that this person should be the suzerain of the Ninth Five Sect, the father of the young suzerain.

    I was lucky, and finally met this old guy, and the coffin that I finally made was finally useful.

    However, Lin Fan was still very polite, and asked with a smile: "Dare to ask, is the senior the Ninety-Five Sect Master?"

    The old man nodded.

    "You kid, it's your blessing to see so many of our foundation-building monks. After you go back, you can brag to your friends and family." Someone said.

    "That's right, it's probably rare to see so many of us gathered together in decades." The elegant middle-aged man said with a smile.

    The old man of the Nine-Five Sect also nodded, and responded to Lin Fan by saying, "That's right, I am the suzerain of the Nine-Five Sect."

    "Now that you've seen me, why don't you get out of here quickly?"

    He spoke very bluntly, and he had an air of self-importance.

    Lin Fan said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I have no intention of leaving. What Lin likes most in life is to snatch food from tiger's mouth."

    Even if there are eleven foundation building periods here, Lin Fan doesn't plan to back down and wants to snatch those treasures.

    "Before competing for that fruit, the junior wants to say one thing to the senior."

    Lin Fanshi's attitude was very respectful.

    Then, he took out a big wooden box, walked towards the old man, and said with a smile: "The junior also brought a gift to the senior."

    The old suzerain raised his head high, his face was full of pride, and he said, "You still have a little vision, but even if you give me a gift, I won't let you stay!"

    He accepted the gift and said indifferently: "Get out!"

    Then, the box has been opened.

    What was in the box was his son's head!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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