Jin Lin was taken aback, but instantly understood what Xiao Fan meant.
You Jinlin is Jin Luo's son. Okay, but looking at the situation just now, people who don't know think Jin Teng is your father's son!
But Jin Lin was helpless. Who would let Jin Teng do things to make his father Jin Luo worry?
On the contrary, he has always annoyed his father. If it weren't for the fact that Jinlin was born, and the young master of the Jinshuluo clan, how could it be his turn?
Jin Lin clenched her fists, her face full of unwillingness.
"Jinlin, if you don't take me around, it's meaningless to stay here." Xiao Fan looked at Jiang Zhenlong who was constantly attacking the blood-colored Shimen, feeling very boring.
Jiang Zhenlong shook Shimen for so long, but it only shook Shimen, but Shimen would soon recover, without even a crack.
If this continues, even if Jiang Zhenlong is dead here, don't even want to really open the **** stone gate.
"This is not so good?" Jin Lin said weakly.
He is not afraid of everything, the only thing he is afraid of is his father.
Now that Jin Luo is here, how dare he leave?
"He can't open it anyway." Xiao Fan shrugged.
"Boy, what are you talking about?" Xiao Fan's voice was not small. Jin Teng could hear him clearly, and he shouted angrily: "Brother Jiang can't open it, can you open it?"
"Perhaps." Xiao Fan was fearless.
"It's ridiculous. I have countless members of the Jinshuluo tribe. No one has been able to open it for millions of years. Can you open it?" Jin Teng said with disdain.
"You said that no one can open it, so how can you believe that he can open it?" Xiao Fan looked at Jin Teng amusedly. Is your brain sick, your logic is wrong, and you want to scold me?
"Brother Xiao is right. Could it be that Jiang Zhenlong won't be able to open it in ten years, so let's wait here for ten years?" Jin Lin interjected, feeling very happy in her heart for some reason.
Jin Luo pondered for a moment, but felt that Xiao Fan and Jin Lin's words made sense.
The Jin Xiuluo has spent countless years, and no one can open the Scarlet Stone Gate, and they have also invited a lot of foreign aid, but no one can do it.
Would Jiang Zhenlong, a foreigner, still be better than the entire group of Jin Xiuluo?
Moreover, although Jiang Zhenlong was able to shake the blood-colored stone gate, it was far from opening.
"Everyone else is gone, just stay here on duty." Jin Luo said solemnly, after saying that, he turned and left.
The others also slowly dispersed. Jiang Zhenlong had been turned on for several hours, and he was still walking in place, probably unable to open it.
"When I open the ancestral tomb, you all regret it!" Jin Teng gritted his teeth.
The next moment, his gaze fell on Xiao Fan, but he found that Xiao Fan shook his head and smiled, quite a bit of gloating, which made Jin Teng angrily stay away.
"Boy, what are you laughing at?" Jin Teng stared at Xiao Fan coldly.
"Why, don't you want to laugh?" Xiao Fan looked at Jin Teng amused, as if Jin Teng was the lower-grade Yuanzun, and he was the real lower-grade Dharma.
"My Jin Teng hasn't gotten your turn to gloat. If you have the ability, you can open the ancestral tomb." Jin Teng looked at Xiao Fan viciously, ready to take action at any time.
Xiao Fan didn't answer, but glanced at Scarlet Shimen, full of jealousy in his heart.
Thoughts flashed in his mind quickly, if he really opened the Scarlet Stone Gate, would he enter the third level of Blood Demon Purgatory?
Or, behind the Scarlet Stone Gate is not the third level of Blood Demon Purgatory, but Blood Nether?
At that time, can't you get in by yourself?
Also, the person who opens the Scarlet Stone Gate can become the patriarch of the Golden Shura Clan. If he accidentally reveals his identity, will the Golden Shura Clan recognize himself?
Xiao Fan didn't know all this. What he was most worried about was that the Jin Xiuluo would not only deny him, but would kill him mercilessly.
This race, however, possesses a lot of low-grade Dharma Sovereigns, and if it does something to Xiao Fan, it will be really difficult for Xiao Fan to survive.
"Don't dare? If you don't dare, just don't do it here!" Jin Teng snorted coldly, and almost couldn't hold back his hands. "Jinlin, look at what waste you are looking for!"
Jin Lin clenched his fists, and the reason why he brought Xiao Fan here was indeed to thank Xiao Fan for sparing him last time.
Secondly, he wanted Xiao Fan to tentatively open the blood-colored stone gate. He never regarded Xiao Fan as an ordinary lower-grade Yuanzun. How could the lower-grade Yuanzun capture him alive?
Jin Lin took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and gave Xiao Fan an apologetic look.
Xiao Fan looked at Jin Teng indifferently, and said, "If I can open the Scarlet Stone Gate? How are you going?"
Open the Scarlet Stone Gate?
Jin Teng and others seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and they all laughed.
What's a joke, no one of the Jin Xiuluo clan has been able to open the blood-colored stone gate for millions of years. If Xiao Fan, the low-grade Yuanzun, had opened, wouldn't they all live on dogs?
"If you can open the blood-colored stone gate and open the ancestral tomb, Jinlin will become the patriarch. Then you don't want to do what you want." Jin Tengxie smiled and said, "Zhuzha, it seems that you really opened it. Got."
Jin Teng's smile was full of disdain.
"What is it, who do you think you are, Xiao Xiaopin Yuanzun, you can pinch you to death if you find anyone here!"
"It's arrogant! The ancestral tomb has never been opened since ancient times. How can an outsider be able to open it?"
"That is, even if the ancestral tomb is opened one day, the person who opened it must be of our clan!"
On Thursday, the voices of mocking and disdain sounded, everyone looked at Xiao Fan with contempt. If it weren't for Jinlin's face, they might have done it.
Xiao Fan pulled out his ears, as if he hadn't heard the words of the crowd, and turned around to walk towards the blood-colored stone gate.
"Brother Xiao." Jin Lin hurriedly stopped Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan didn't try it. If he couldn't open it after trying, he would not be able to lift his head.
Obviously, Jinlin was not optimistic that Xiao Fan could open the ancestral tomb.
"Anyway, everyone has already come, just give it a try. Anyway, no one of your clan can open it. Even if I can't open it, isn't it normal?" Xiao Fan explained with a smile.
The monks of the Jin Xiuluo clan looked a little ugly when he heard the words, didn't Xiao Fan indirectly call them useless?
However, they really couldn't refute it. If they were useful, the tomb of the ancestors of the Jin Xiula clan would have been opened long ago.
"Jiang Zhenlong, have you played enough?" Xiao Fan walked to the Scarlet Stone Gate and gave Jiang Zhenlong an indifferent look.
"Get out of the way, it's just a little bit before you can open it, do you want to find the cheapest?" Jiang Zhenlong gave Xiao Fan angrily.
Xiao Fan didn't have the slightest fear, but rather wanted to laugh. Damn you, Shimen trembled a few times, and there were no gaps. This is how you almost opened it?