Mortal blood!

The old man's eyes flickered when he heard that.

But soon, he smiled and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Lin said so, how could I refuse? After things here are over, I will invite you."

"Okay!"

Lin Fan agreed and said no more.

He didn't expect that someone would dare to take advantage of him at a treasure appraisal conference.

But Lin Fan didn't care.

After all, the old man and he were both middle-stage Mahayana masters.

If it was a one-on-one situation, Lin Fan would have no problem protecting himself.

"If I don't show some skills, these old guys really think I'm a soft persimmon. I'm afraid there will be more and more such things in the future."

"Since this old guy is taking advantage of me, I don't mind using him as a stepping stone."

Lin Fan sneered secretly and continued to attend the treasure appraisal conference as if nothing had happened.

However, the next treasure appraisal conference surprised Lin Fan.

An old man in the early stage of Mahayana actually took out a scroll of secret techniques for cultivating fairy insects.

Without hesitation, Lin Fan exchanged it with a bottle of Ganquan Xianlu.

Even the last part of the Mahayana cultivators exchanging their experiences made Lin Fan feel that the trip was worthwhile.

The realms of these old guys may not all be higher than Lin Fangu.

But they have been immersed in the Mahayana for many years, and they have their own unique experience in cultivation and knowledge.

The exchange of ideas also benefited Lin Fan a lot.

Even Lin Fan felt that his state of mind was much more stable than before because of this exchange.

"It seems that I only need to work hard to cultivate next, and it will be a matter of course for my realm to be raised to the late Mahayana stage."

Lin Fan was secretly happy.

It was not until a month later, when the treasure appraisal conference was completely over, that everyone left.

But Lin Fan deliberately fell behind.

The old man who had his eyes on Lin Fan was the same.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, shall we find a place to talk in detail?"

The old man looked at Lin Fan with a smile, and his expression was very kind.

If Lin Fan hadn't seen through the other party's thoughts long ago, he would have thought that the other party was just a kind and amiable person.

"Haha, I promised to trade with you, so I won't go back on my word. In this case, let's find a place to have a good chat."

Lin Fan smiled faintly, his expression normal.

But deep in his heart, he was more alert.

The area of ​​Jiaolong Island is not large. The two set up the escape light and quickly left Jiaolong Island. Arrived at a deserted island millions of miles away.

Lin Fan's mind quickly scattered.

Seeing that the spiritual energy on this deserted island was very thin.

There were no immortal cultivators passing by, so he stopped immediately.

"Fellow Daoist, let's stay here. The spiritual energy on this deserted island is a little thin. But it's not bad to use it as a burial place!"

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared from the depths of his eyes.

But at this time, the old man was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at the lawmaker confidently and sneered: "Fellow Daoist Lin, it seems that you have also seen my thoughts. However, I have something to tell you clearly. I really like the things you traded with Xijiao Longsheng. You just need to give me some, and I will let you go. How about it?"

"Fellow Daoist, let alone whether I still have Ganquan Xianlu in my hand, even if I do, why should I give it to you?"

Lin Fan sneered again and again.

He didn't give the old man any face at all.

This made the old man's expression become more and more ugly.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, don't refuse to drink a toast. I, Hong Xiaochuan, am not an ordinary person in the Mahayana period on Kaiyuan Continent."

"Fellow Daoist, you don't give me face. Are you really looking for death?"

Hong Xiaochuan sneered again and again.

But at this time, Lin Fan's eyes suddenly looked into the distance.

I saw that two Mahayana cultivators were flying towards the deserted island hundreds of thousands of miles away.

From the looks of it, they should be Hong Xiaochuan's helpers.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Hong is really brave. He dared to take action near the Jiaolong Island of Xijiao Longsheng."

"If fellow Daoist really wants to kill me, it will be difficult for fellow Daoist to explain to Xijiao Longsheng, right?"

Lin Fan said this, but his vigilance was raised to the extreme.

With a thought, the Thunder Dragon Whip was secretly activated.

At the same time, the Demon Slayer Sword, the Soul-Falling Sand, Xiao Jin, and Xiao Huo were also ready to take action at any time.

At this moment, Lin Fan was really firing at full power.

After a while, two Mahayana early stage cultivators appeared quickly above the deserted island.

After confirming that it was Hong Xiaochuan and Lin Fan below, he quickly landed without saying a word and stood behind Hong Xiaochuan.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you have to think it through. I am not the only one who wants the sweet spring dew. There are also these two fellow Daoists."

"Fellow Daoist is young and has successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Mahayana. If he dies here, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"Spending money to avoid disasters can be said to kill two birds with one stone, and everyone is happy."

Hong Xiaochuan's loud voice sounded.

It seems that some kind of charm technique is secretly activated.

The moment it reached Lin Fan's ears, Lin Fan couldn't help but take out the sweet spring dew.

"Charm technique? This old guy Hong Xiaochuan is really capable."

Lin Fan sneered secretly.

The clear and bright spiritual eyes were secretly activated, and the influence of Hong Xiaochuan's charm technique on Lin Fan disappeared instantly.

But Lin Fan seemed extremely cautious at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to say all this nonsense? Don't you just want the sweet spring dew in my hand? In this case, come and get it with your ability!"

Lin Fan smiled coldly, and his Qingming Spiritual Eyes instantly activated to the extreme.

The spiritual eye illusion was performed on the spot.

Buzz!

The three of them, Hong Xiaochuan, are Mahayana cultivators.

But Lin Fan's spiritual eye illusion technique is extraordinary.

Even for them, it is difficult to wake up from the illusion in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, I was immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate myself.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Fan made a thought in his mind and activated the sky-slaying mad killing formation crazily.

In the blink of an eye, the entire desert island was shrouded in a ghostly sky full of wild sand.

The weird power that permeated the surroundings, specifically attacking the soul of the immortal cultivator, completely exploded at this moment.

The three people trapped in it, Hong Xiaochuan, secretly complained incessantly.

However, Lin Fan's attack did not stop there.

"Go and entangle the two early-stage Mahayana cultivators for me. Don't confront them head-on. Just delay for me."

Lin Fan ordered Xiao Huo and Xiao Jin.

The two people turned into afterimages and quickly disappeared into the wild sand.

Although, the young man and Xiao Jin have not yet broken through to the Mahayana stage.

But after these years, Lin Fan continued to feed him all kinds of natural materials and treasures.

The realms of Xiao Huo and Xiao Jin have reached the Dzogchen realm in the later stage of integration.

It is only half a step away from the early stage of Mahayana.

There is no problem in using the power of the Sky-killing Crazy Sand Formation to delay the two early Mahayana cultivators for a period of time.

As for Lin Fan, his eyes were micron.

His cold gaze fell directly on Hong Xiaochuan.

"Fellow Taoist, this place is very suitable for you. Why not, let this be your burial place."

As Lin Fan spoke, he waved his palm quickly.

The Thunder Dragon Divine Whip has been activated by him.

Boom!

As a harsh thunder sounded, the Thunder Dragon Divine Whip came out of his hand, transformed into a golden thunder and lightning dragon nearly a hundred feet in size, and rushed towards Hong Xiaochuan.

Seeing this, Hong Xiaochuan, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana, was frightened to death.

"Is this... the power of thunder? Fellow Daoist Lin, please stop, this is all a misunderstanding."