"Roar!" Ling Fan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. The powerful force hidden in his blood burst out from his body like a flood that broke through the dam. The originally weak body suddenly became full of infinite power. These forces were very violent, extremely dark, and extremely crazy, like poisonous insects, and silkworms ate his brain and his body.

With a mouth opened, two slightly hideous zombie teeth seemed to break free from some kind of restraint. They were hideous. The originally dark eyes had no color anymore, and they were extremely transparent and looked extremely strange.

"Ah!" After Ling Fan's powerful force burst out, the first one was the third elder who held him hostage. The third elder did not expect that Ling Fan, who was already at the end of his strength, still had such a huge force hidden, so unexpectedly, the third elder was shocked by Ling Fan's powerful force and was directly shocked by more than ten meters, fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

"Roar???" Ling Fan's transparent eyes were extremely terrifying and staring at Qinghuang. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that Ling Fan's transparent pupils occasionally flashed with enchanting blue light, but the blue light only flashed away. Without sharp observation, it is difficult to find. Ling Fan showed his two sharp teeth and let out a low roar again, his face seemed a little distorted and ferocious.

At this time, Ling Fan's expression was not like a normal person's expression at all, because there was no word Qingming on his face, and there was only twisting, hideous, wandering, and painful. There was a layer of strange darkness around his body, which added a strange and weird color to him.

Indeed, Ling Fan was already a little confused at this time. From his current zombie form, he could see that his state was extremely unstable, and the situation was very different from the previous zombie change. At least he could still remain awake in the past.

All the guests present stared at Ling Fan who had suddenly changed in horror. They grew up with their mouths, their faces full of shock and disbelief. The expressions said that the exaggerated ones were as exaggerated as they were. The shocked mouth shape would probably be no problem to stuff a duck egg in.

Because in their dictionary and in the history they know, no monk has ever turned into a zombie. In their cognition, monks are absolutely impossible to become zombies, and zombies are absolutely impossible to be monks!

What is absolute? There is no possibility at all. This is a theorem recognized by all monks and zombies, because this is a conclusion drawn from countless years and countless examples. All pioneers and martyrs have confirmed to all monks that zombies bite monks, and monks will die, and it is absolutely impossible to become zombies!

However, Ling Fan's appearance suddenly broke this theorem and their cognition. How could they accept it for a while?

Lan Xiaofeng widened his eyes and looked at Ling Fan incredibly. He didn't expect that this young man was so special that he broke the theorems of the two realms of cultivation and zombies. The monk could even become a zombie! If this were the past, Lan Xiaofeng would never believe it, but now, the facts are in front of him, and he has to believe it!

Mengyao looked at Ling Fan who was suddenly changed and stopped crying. She looked confused, puzzled, worried and other complicated emotions, but she knew only one thing that Ling Fan became like this because of her!

The most surprising people present were Qinghuang and Qingyang.

Apart from being surprised, Qingyang was only resentful and jealous. He had always been the pride of heaven in the eyes of all monks of the Great Chu Empire. However, Ling Fan's appearance broke his myth. His pride used facts to trample him who was extremely proud of the past under his feet. Now, Ling Fan has broken the taboos for countless years. His jealousy and resentment towards Ling Fan has deeply eaten his brain and lost in the darkness.

Qinghuang was more surprised. His surprise was like most people. Ling Fan turned into a zombie and really surprised everyone. However, at the same time, Qinghuang felt a dangerous aura on Ling Fan. This discovery really made him unable to believe that it could make a spiritual emperor feel a dangerous aura unless that person could already pose a threat to the spiritual emperor.

"Did this kid have already posed a threat to me?" Qing Huang thought in disbelief that he did not want to believe that Ling Fan, an ant-like existence, could actually threaten him. He wanted to find the answer from Ling Fan's eyes, but he was disappointed. Ling Fan's transparent eyes could not see any information about the zombie level.

"Roar!" Ling Fan, who was about to lose his mind, ignored everyone's surprise. He opened his mouth again and roared like a wild beast, revealing two hideous fangs. His twisted face had an indescribable hideousness and terrifying look.

His transparent eyes stared straight at Qinghuang. He was already confused and he didn't know why he stared at the handsome middle-aged man in front of him like this. This seemed to be a kind of instinctive drive, and a voice always sounded in his heart: "Down with him, knock him down?" This voice has been wandering deep in his heart, like a ghost spell, constantly hypnotizing him???

"Roar!" Finally, with a twisted face, he suddenly roared at Qinghuang in a hideous and terrifying manner, "Down with him, knock him down?" He didn't understand why he wanted to do this, but he would do this because this was his instinct, just like the reason for his survival at this time.

His right hand was tightly pinched into a fist, and blue veins exploded one after another because of the violent force. The countless black lights wrapped around his body seemed to be called by a certain force, and they all gathered towards his fist.

At the same time, Qinghuang saw that Ling Fan seemed to be about to take action. Although he didn't want to believe that Ling Fan could threaten him, he still did not dare to neglect him. His hands flashed and his hands were pinched with seals, as if he was using some kind of Taoist technique, but he didn't see any reaction. Instead, a light fluorescent light appeared on his right hand, just like a spiritual son. He was using Taoist technique to gather his strength in his body a little!

This is also one of his skills in family planning, which compresses the strength of his whole body dozens of times, then gathers a little, and finally breaks the surface with a point to achieve great results.

"Roar!" Ling Fan let out a low roar, then raised his right fist and rushed towards Qinghuang frantically with an unparalleled violent force. The tables and chairs around him instantly turned into powder because of the violent force he leaked. Seeing that this power was so terrifying, the guests next to him dared to get in close contact. They all hid aside from a distance.

"Ah!" At this time, Qinghuang's Taoist technique was already ready. He shouted angrily, lifted his fist and rushed towards Ling Fan.

At this time, the guests around all stood aside with a tactful attitude, at least a hundred meters away from the two of them. No one dared to watch at close range. From the momentum of these two people, it can be seen that the power of destruction between the two of them will have. Unless they are impatient, they will not be stupid enough to stand in the middle of the vortex and cause disaster.

"Boom!" The two fists who rushed towards each other finally met each other, and the fists with a black ray of monsters and fists with a faint fluorescent light hit each other. At this moment, the whole world seemed to stop turning, and everyone held their breath and calmed down. The scene was surprisingly quiet. No, this could no longer be described as quiet. At this moment, even time stopped, and the picture instantly solidified.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the two people in the field. They held their breath, and their hearts seemed to have stopped beating. It seemed that everything had become no longer important. Even if the world exploded, it had nothing to do with them now. There were only two reflections of them in their pupils, which seemed so strange at this moment.

However, the next second, there was no big explosion they imagined. The two of them did not even have a ripple on their fists together. They were still so calm, so quiet, without a slight shock.

This result is obviously a bit beyond everyone's expectations. The punch that two such powerful people carefully prepared was impossible to not even have any ripples. Even the fist force generated by ordinary spirit kings against each other can affect the environment within a certain range. However, the two powerful characters not only did not even have ripples against the fist, but also had a little ripples. Could it be that the thunder sounds loud and the rain is small, and the slut is a bit dumb? This is indeed a bit difficult for them to understand.

Just as they were confused, their confusing expressions were shocked the next second???

In the field, the two people who were blasting together finally changed. To be precise, Qinghuang's body had changed.

Although there was no trace of fist force, and although it was extremely quiet at this moment, if you observe carefully, you will find that Qinghuang's body was slowly fading at this moment. His clothes were also slowly cracking a little bit of gaps like spider silk. Similarly, his body also cracked from the center point that first cracked toward the surroundings of his body, and a trace of tiny cracks began to crawl all over his body.

Qinghuang also felt his physical condition. He slowly looked down at his body in disbelief. His face was full of horror, fear, fear, and unwillingness. All kinds of expressions flashed and dark. At this time, the tiny cracks had already climbed onto his handsome face, and they looked a little distorted and terrifying in combination with various expressions.

He didn't believe it, he was unwilling to give up. Today was the first day he became the Spirit Emperor. He worked hard to retreat for decades to break through the Spirit Emperor, but he didn't expect that the day he became the Spirit Emperor was his own day of death. In the end, all his efforts were just a dream bubble, everything became empty, how could he accept it?

But so what if he is unwilling to accept it? There are so many unwilling people in the world, but the final result is still the same???

"Ah???" Qinghuang roared in pain, pouring too much of his emotions into his voice. Everything in his life seemed to roar out and turned into bubbles. His body finally began to turn into ashes bit by bit, and drifted in the void in unwillingness.

At this moment, Ling Fan only felt the violent power in his body fading back, and his body seemed to be drained dry, falling down weakly. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!