Fantasy: The Ancestor Raised His Coffin And Rose Up!

The girl behind her looked at the big sister who suddenly appeared in panic, and was stunned.

Who is this big sister!

Why did they carry their four imperial soldiers from the Immortal Gate!

She is so awesome!

Lin Yiran turned his head slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "Is everything okay?"

The girl nodded blankly.

The next moment, under everyone's gaze, Lin Yiran drew out her sword and rushed into the battle group. One after another, the sand soldiers turned into pieces under her blade.

In just a moment, she killed hundreds of the sand soldiers who had been crushing them just now.

The four Immortal Gate disciples looked at the young girl who had entered the group of sand soldiers in horror and shock. Their peerless grace was shocking to them.

"Who is that girl!"

"Have you seen it? What is suspended above her is our Emperor Weapon Azure Lotus, and the Heavenly Demon Bowl of the Wuji Demon Sect! There is also the whisk behind her and the mirror at her waist! The heavens are here superior!"

"Why are all the Emperor Weapons of our four Immortal Gates on her body?"

"And! Emperor Weapon is protecting her!"

They were shocked to see that the girl who had entered the battle group showed a flaw. When she was caught by the sand soldiers, the world-destroying Azure Lotus above her head instantly erupted with divine light, directly crushing the sand soldiers into powder.

In just ten minutes, thousands of soldiers were eliminated by her alone.

On the battlefield, Lin Yiran panted slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said excitedly:

"It's so cool!"

All the Immortal Gate disciples were stunned when they looked at the fragments of sand soldiers on the ground.

This young lady is so amazing!

One person killed so many!

Who is she!

Why are the four Great Emperor soldiers on her body?

But the next moment, the surrounding sand and rocks rumbled and trembled again, and the expressions of the Immortal Gate disciples changed drastically, and they said eagerly:

"Girl, be careful! Those sand soldiers cannot be killed!"

In just a few seconds, all the sand soldiers who had been beaten to pieces by Lin Yiran were all revived, and their number was greater than before. Lin Yiran immediately fell into a heavy siege.

All Immortal Gate disciples were frightened.

But the next moment, they saw Lin Yiran smiled slightly, drew his sword again, and said:

"Just right! I haven't killed enough yet!"

As a result, all the Immortal Gate disciples stood there blankly, watching that slim figure killing among countless sand soldiers. Almost all the sand soldiers were attracted by her hatred. Occasionally, they could still Hearing the excited whisper from the girl.

"Where does this girl come from? Where does she come from?"

“She’s so awesome!

"How can one person kill so many!"

Many female disciples all looked at Lin Yiran with joy, and gradually began to admire Lin Yiran.

In the sedan chair, Su Bai looked at Lin Yiran's figure crossing the battlefield in the distance, and shook his head with a smile.

System prompts kept coming to his ears.

[Ding! Your apprentice Lin Yiran's understanding of "Jade Girl Sword Technique" has improved, and you have gained 1 point! ]

[Ding! Your apprentice Lin Yiran's understanding of "Jade Girl Sword Technique" has improved, and you have gained 1 point! ]

[Ding! Your apprentice Lin Yiran's understanding of "Jade Girl Sword Technique" has improved, and you have gained 1 point! ]

Although the number is relatively small, the victory lies in the high frequency, and his points are steadily increasing.

Sure enough, it was a very correct decision to let the apprentice experience.

Soon, Lin Yiran killed all the soldiers again. She was dripping with sweat and gasped:

"A little tired, too much."

But the next moment, the surrounding sand soldiers trembled again, and Lin Yiran suddenly turned pale and said:

"Again?!"

A few seconds later, Lin was still surrounded by tens of thousands of sand soldiers, and the number of sand soldiers was increasing.

Lin Yiran was struggling to fight, dripping with sweat, and could no longer hold the sword steadily.

The surrounding Immortal Gate disciples were anxious.

They wanted to go up and help, but there were too many soldiers and they couldn't reach Lin Yiran's position.

"Girl, hold on!"

However, they still worked hard to fight against those sand soldiers, hoping to help Lin Yiran relieve the pressure. At this time, they unanimously spoke to the outside world, because one less combat force meant that the danger increased for them.

But soon, they could no longer see Lin Yiran among the soldiers.

They looked pale and said, "Is that girl dead?!"

But the next moment.

Surrounded by countless sand soldiers, Lin Yiran's panicked voice came out.

"Master, help me! My disciple has no strength! There are too many sand soldiers, and my disciple will be buried alive!"

Master? !

That girl’s master!

where? where?

They looked around, and the next moment, they heard a long sigh coming from the air.

"I rushed so deep without understanding the characteristics of the enemy. I lack combat experience!"

That voice came rolling in.

Everyone was shocked, feeling an indescribable Dao Rhyme enveloped everyone present.

The next moment, they raised their heads with shocked expressions.

Above the sky, eight terrifying figures of the Holy Lord level were slowly coming through the void, carrying a large sedan chair.

At that moment, the sky seemed to be filled with light spots, and the surrounding ground was filled with lotus blossoms.

All the monks were stunned.

"The Eight Saints carry the sedan chair, and the lotus blossoms every step of the way!"

"Who is that? Is he an immortal?"