Chapter 4120 Are You Sure It's His Own?

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Jiang Zhenlong's laughter stopped abruptly, Jin Lin's sharp eyes made him feel cold all over.

"It's really sick!" Xiao Fan looked at Jiang Zhenlong and nodded seriously.

Damn you, you can't even see the situation clearly, so you just think you are right, what is it if you are not sick?

"What rubbish, we're talking, do you have a place to intervene?" Before Jiang Zhenlong got angry, Jin Teng suddenly yelled, and slapped Xiao Fan angrily.

In his opinion, no matter whether Xiao Fan is Jin Lin's prisoner or Jin Lin's guest, it is a matter of losing Jin Lin's face to slap him to death.

Xiao Fan's expression turned cold, this Jin Teng was so domineering, he wanted to kill himself, did he really think he was made of mud?

"The sword dies!"

A sword appeared in Xiao Fan's hand at some point, and a sword light bloomed in vain, tearing Jin Teng's palm apart in the blink of an eye, and the sword light remained undiminished.

Jin Teng's face changed slightly. He never expected that this low-grade monk in the original state could break his blow so easily.

However, Jin Teng was still a low-rank dharma master, and he avoided Xiao Fan's sword light with only a few strands of hair falling down.

However, this is definitely a great shame for Jin Teng. He made the first move, and even got a few hairs chopped off by a low-rank Yuan Zunjing!

"Damn you!" Jin Teng yelled angrily, and a terrifying bloody aura erupted from his body.

"Jin Teng, try it yourself!" Jin Lin's eyes turned cold, and he killed my Jin Lin's guest in front of me, did he really think that I was a piece of paper?

Sensing the murderous aura on Jin Lin's body, Jin Teng gritted his teeth, and finally stopped his figure: "Boy, when I unlock the ancestral tomb, I will definitely make your life worse than death."

"Then let's talk when you untie it." Xiao Fan said casually.

The blood-colored stone gate has been here for countless years, and the Jin Shura Clan has not been able to unlock it. How can it be possible to find someone who has nothing to do with the Shura Clan?

"Brother Jin Teng, when I unlock the blood-sealed door, please hand over this kid to me!" Jiang Zhenlong didn't miss any chance to kill Xiao Fan.

"Okay!" Jin Teng nodded, then looked at Jin Lin and said, "Young Master Jin Lin, let's see if you can still protect him."

"Hmph!" Jin Lin snorted coldly, but a hint of worry flashed deep in his eyes.

"Jin Lin, what will happen if Jin Teng unlocks the blood-colored stone gate?" Xiao Fan secretly sent a voice transmission to Jin Lin. Jin Lin was so worried that if he opened the blood-colored stone gate, it would definitely have a big impact on him.

"My clan's ancestral precepts say that anyone who can open the blood-colored stone gate is the patriarch of our Jin Shura clan, and no one can disobey it." Jin Lin said with an ugly face.

Xiao Fan suddenly understood, no wonder Jin Teng didn't pay attention to Jin Lin, Jin Lin was just a young patriarch, as long as he opened the bloody stone gate, he would be the patriarch of the Jin Shura clan.

With the clan in hand, why would Jin Teng be afraid?

But Xiao Fan didn't worry at all, Jiang Zhenlong didn't know how to deceive Jin Teng, how could this bloody stone door be so easy to open?

The key point is that the Scarlet Stone Gate is not an ordinary gate at all, it is alive, nine out of ten it is a creature of the Stone Human Race.

"Xiao Fan, can you open the stone gate and the ancestral tomb?" Jin Lin suddenly looked at Xiao Fan and asked.

"Me? I don't know either." Xiao Fan was slightly surprised by Jin Lin's words, and then shook his head.

Whether he can open the blood-colored stone door, I really don't know, the key depends on the mood of the blood-colored stone door.

A look of disappointment flashed in Jinlin's eyes, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that Jiang Zhenlong was already approaching the blood-colored stone gate, and he pinched his hands and played a series of mysterious moves.

"Break the stele hand?" Xiao Fan looked at Jiang Zhenlong strangely.

Are you sick? Throwing the stele hand is obviously an attack method. You use it to open the bloody stone door?

funny?

However, to Xiao Fan's slight surprise, the Scarlet Stone Gate actually trembled, and the void trembled for a while, as if throwing the stele hand could really threaten the Scarlet Stone Gate.

A look of surprise and excitement appeared on Jin Teng's face. As long as Jiang Zhenlong opened the bloody stone gate, he would become the patriarch of the Jin Shura clan in one fell swoop.

"Jin Lin, even if Jiang Zhenlong opened the blood-colored stone gate, it has nothing to do with Jin Teng, right?" Xiao Fan said slowly.

"Jiang Zhenlong is the person I invited, and he is not from my Jin Xiuluo clan, so it is naturally my credit." Jin Teng looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer and said.

"Is that so?" Xiao Fan pinched his chin with his right hand, thinking about something in his mind.

Jiang Zhenlong continued to throw the stele hand, the bloody stone door trembled more and more, but there was still no tendency to open it, Jiang Zhenlong's face turned pale, and his clothes were drenched with sweat.

"Brother Jiang, take a break and continue." Jin Teng hurriedly stepped forward to please.

You know, for countless years, there are not many people who can shake the bloody stone gate, and Jiang Zhenlong is one of them. How can Jin Teng not be excited?

Jiang Zhenlong nodded, but he began to ponder in his heart: "My Jiang family slammed the stele, specifically targeting the stone, why can't it be opened? Or, this stone gate cannot be measured by ordinary stone gates?"

How did he know that this is not a stone gate at all, but a stone man, but the shape is a bit weird.

After resting for a while, Jiang Zhenlong continued to try, thinking that he could kill Xiao Fan as long as he opened the blood-colored stone door, it was as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"Xiao Fan, when I open the stone gate, it will be the time of your death." Jiang Zhenlong encouraged himself in his heart.

Xiao Fan naturally didn't know, and he didn't care, instead he took out a chair and sat down beside him, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

During this process, people from the Jin Shura clan came here one after another.

What surprised Xiao Fan was that there was actually a middle-rank Dharma Venerable strongman in the Jin Xiuluo clan, and he also learned that person's identity from the mouths of the surrounding monks, it was Jin Luo, the patriarch of the Jin Xiuluo clan.

"The aura on Jin Luo's body is much stronger than that of Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou, and it is probably not far from the top-rank Dharma Venerable." Xiao Fan judged secretly.

"Fellow Taoist, take a break first and take your time." Jin Luo looked at Jiang Zhenlong eagerly, and then said: "Teng'er, you are not bad, my clan will definitely flourish in your hands."

"It hasn't been opened yet." Jin Lin pouted.

"You bastard, it's fine if you don't help the young master, are you still talking sarcasticly here?" Jin Luo gave Jin Lin a cold look.

"Second Uncle misunderstood Brother Lin, and Brother Lin also found a low-rank Yuanzun, maybe he can open the ancestral tomb?" Jin Teng said gloatingly.

Jin Luo glanced at Xiao Fan indifferently, and then said: "What thing did you find, do you think anyone can open my Jin Xiuluo's ancestral tomb?"

Jin Lin lowered his head, endured Jin Luo's furious scolding, brought Jin Luo to a stop, and then he sent a voice transmission: "Brother Xiao, I'm sorry, I have troubled you." "I'm fine." Xiao Fan didn't care Said, "However, are you sure it's his own?"