I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

The sharp weapon was raised, and the weapon shining with cold light was like the scythe of the god of death, ready to reap souls.

Seeing this, Lin Fan and the other two rushed towards those people the next moment.

"Qiang..."

A clear and long sword chant suddenly sounded, penetrating every corner of the city.

This sound was the sound of the long sword in Lin Fan's hand being unsheathed. The long sword had been quietly grasped in his palm at some point. A dazzling light flowed on the sword body, like a pouring galaxy, both mysterious and majestic.

This is the weapon that Lin Qingzhi made for Lin Fan.

As Lin Fan's wrist shook slightly, sword light burst out instantly, like a dragon soaring into the sky, or a phoenix dancing in the sky, crisscrossing and weaving a dazzling sword net.

Every ray of sword light contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind cracks visible to the naked eye, demonstrating the extraordinary nature of this long sword and the superb swordsmanship of Lin Fan.

Seven Killing Sword Techniques...

The terrifying sword technique from the martial arts manual, the Seven Killing Sword Technique, has only seven moves, and each sword has terrifying lethality. When Lin Fan was looking up those combat skills, he chose this sword technique at a glance.

As the blood-red sword energy appeared, streams of blood-red sword energy attacked the Soul-Devouring Clan on the backs of the black flame beasts.

The enemy was caught off guard by this sudden attack and retreated in panic, but the sword light followed them like a shadow, leaving them no chance to breathe.

Lin Fan's figure shuttled across the battlefield, and every swing of his sword was precise and deadly. His eyes were as cold as ice, but burning with an undying fighting spirit, as if he wanted to completely purify all darkness and evil under this dazzling sword light.

The cold sword collided with the weapons, bursting into flames.

"Dangdangdang..."

Those strange weapons were glowing with a bloody light, and that light was filled with a terrifying aura. Every time your eyes fell on that light, you would feel as if your soul was being devoured.

This is the unique ability of the Soul Devourers.

The Soul-Devouring Clan devours the souls of living things to cultivate, and they are the race that understands souls the best on the vast continent.

Therefore, the spiritual power they cultivate also has the ability to cause harm to the soul.

Every time Lin Fan's sword touched the blood-colored spiritual energy, he would feel his soul throbbing.

Fortunately, Lin Fan was wearing a jade pendant made for him by Lin Qingzhi on his chest. Whenever there was damage that eroded his soul, the jade pendant would emit a green light to block those forces out.

"Aunt Qingyue, what are the weaknesses of the Soul Devouring Clan..."

Behind Lin Fan, a brush appeared in Lin Tian's hand and he asked.

"I only know that the Soul Devouring Clan is afraid of thunder. Back then, there was a martial arts expert who attracted thunder from heaven and earth, and killed several rebellious Soul Devouring Clan members." Qingyue's beautiful eyes were staring at Lin Fan. Although she was worried about Lin Fan, she still answered Lin Tian's question.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian took a deep breath.

Then he held the brush and began to write in the air.

"Thunder roars with orders, the stars blaze with light..."

Lin Tian's low and magnetic voice echoed in the empty space, and every word was as shocking as thunder and as dazzling as stars.

As he chanted, wherever the tip of his pen passed, golden light converged like trickles into a river, and finally transformed into lines of poetry that sparkled with divine light, floating in the air and shining brightly.

Those golden words are not just the condensation of ink, but also the embodiment of the righteous energy between heaven and earth. They slowly rotate in the air, interweaving with each other, forming a series of dazzling patterns, like the tracks of stars, and like veins of thunder, full of endless mysteries and power.

Just as everyone was shocked by this bizarre sight, the golden light suddenly broke free from its restraints, transformed into thousands of streams of light, and rushed towards the sky, like a devout believer on a pilgrimage, or like a warrior going to war, vowing to break through the dull sky.

As the ten words disappeared into the sky.

The color of the sky became darker, dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder flashed, as if even the forces of nature were touched by this majestic energy, preparing to face an unprecedented change.

The sky, which was originally sunny, gradually became gloomy.

A huge dark cloud gathered over Yu County at some point.

Lightning appeared from time to time in the dark clouds, illuminating Yu County below with a white light.

"Boom..."

An even louder thunder sounded.

The next moment, a thunder dragon was seen poking its head out from the dark clouds and falling towards the Soul-Devouring Clan members.

"Thunder..."

In this world, it is impossible to summon such terrifying thunder while practicing martial arts. At most, one can guide the thunder into the body and nurture it in the body, so that the warrior's spiritual power can possess the power of thunder.

But it is very dangerous to draw lightning into your body.

Many warriors have tried, but only a handful have succeeded.

It was for this reason that, long after the warrior with the power of thunder had passed away, the Soul Devouring Clan explored the entire Xia Kingdom, and when they found that the thunder was no longer there, they dared to come out and cause trouble.

However, now they actually saw an existence that could summon thunder.

Thunder has been the authority of heaven since ancient times, and it is also a magic spell that can only be summoned by the immortal world.

How come even the cowardly human race can use it now?

Impossible, absolutely impossible...

This human race must be the descendant of the immortal race and the human race, that's why they can use the art of thunder, that's for sure.

The leader looked at the thunder falling from the sky, which directly destroyed several masters of his tribe, and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Shaking his head to dispel these thoughts, he took out his sickle-like weapon, drove the black flame beast under him, and slowly walked towards Lintian.

As he sat down, the Black Flame Beast pulsed its limbs.

Behind him, blood-colored spiritual energy surged, and a huge blood-colored flag slowly emerged.

On the blood-red flag, several black runes were slowly wriggling.

As the rune squirmed, a blood-red aura filled the entire city.

In an instant, everyone who was swept by the breath felt nauseous. At the same time, everyone felt as if their souls were being pulled out of their bodies.

The feeling of being pulled left and right made everyone dizzy and nauseous.

This flag is the image of the Soul-Devouring Clan leader, a soul-calling flag.

The Soul-Calling Flag was the most precious treasure of the Soul-Devouring Clan in ancient times. However, it was shattered into pieces in an ancient war. Now, the appearance of the Soul-Calling Flag can only be found in the texts of the Soul-Devouring Clan.

Although it was just a Dharma image condensed according to the classics, those mysterious runes still gave the leader's Dharma image the ability to summon spirits.

"what..."

A scream was heard from not far away. Lin Fan and the other two turned around and saw an old man with a pale face. An illusory figure floated out of his old body.