Super King of Soldiers in the City

If he was in other places, Wang Fan would definitely find a place to retreat and heal his injuries, and then he would come out to find treasures, but this was not possible here.

Because Wang Fan knew that there was a mighty power hidden here, and it was still that kind of vicious and black-hearted mighty power.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to release news and attract so many cultivators to come.

The other party's purpose is also very obvious, that is to absorb the blood of the cultivator, it seems that it should be healing.

It's just that they are willing to pay the blood. Wang Fan is not very clear about whether the Emperor Dao Dan has it, but in his opinion, there is a high probability that it is not, it is just a gimmick.

However, Shen Yuan Guo is true.

In this way, if there are some other treasures, they are likely to be real.

Wang Fan didn't dare to waste time, healed his injuries while fleeing away.

At the same time, he tried his best to hide his breath, his eyes scorching all over.

It's still a bit troublesome if you can't use your mental energy.

Because you only rely on the naked eye to see, no matter how far you see it, it is definitely not as convenient as mental power.

But Wang Fan couldn't help it. He couldn't break the rules here and use his mental power.

Because he had already tried to attach the mixed pattern Dao marks and forcibly exert his mental power, but they all failed.

In desperation, he could only look at it with his naked eyes while walking.

One hour passed quickly, but Wang Fan didn't find anything.

Not to mention the treasure, even the monk, he didn't see it again.

Many monks had clearly broken in before, but at this moment, they all seemed to have disappeared, completely disappeared.

This is a very unusual thing, and it seems a little weird.

"What about people? So many cultivators, why only see a few people at the entrance, but other people? Could it be that Chengdu has disappeared and been swallowed?"

Wang Fan thought so in his heart, but thought it was impossible.

You know, here is at least thousands or even tens of thousands of monks.

How many people did he meet before?

Even if the rest of the people were secretly hit by a black hand, it would never be possible for them all to die.

That is thousands of great emperors, where are they so easy to be killed?

If so, there would be no need for that great power in the dark to come up with so many treasures to entice people.

"Illusion? Or something else?"

Wang Fan murmured again, but it was useless.

He couldn't use his mental power, even if he knew it was an illusion, he couldn't break it.

His formation skills are indeed very good, and his willpower is also very strong and tough, but he can't use his mental power. How can he find the formation and break the formation?

Thinking of this, Wang Fan felt helpless.

He planned to search for a while, and if he couldn't see other monks, he would leave immediately.

This place felt too dangerous for him.

Originally, the feeling of danger was not very strong yet.

But with the longer I stay here, and with the deepening, the feeling of danger becomes stronger and stronger.

Wang Fan felt that with the passage of time, the strength of the secret power is gradually recovering, and he is getting closer and closer to the opponent, so that's why he has this feeling.

This feeling is very uncomfortable for Wang Fan.

Because once he moves in the direction, he will be passive if he can't use his mental power.

Wang Fan searched for a while again, but still found nothing, not to mention the treasures, there was no people in sight at all.

In other words, apart from seeing so many monks when he first came in, and snatching three divine essence fruits, he had no other gains.

Wang Fan was a little unwilling, but his reason still defeated the impulse, and he began to back down.

However, not long after Wang Fan had just retreated, with a buzzing sound, the void in front of his eyes suddenly fluctuated.

The next moment, in front of him, a monk appeared unexpectedly.

At this moment, those monks are all red-eyed and are fighting frantically.

Wang Fan looked carefully for a while, but he didn't see the treasure at all, only those people fighting.

"What's going on? Lost your mind?" Wang Fan was a little shocked.

Silently, it was able to make more than a hundred great emperors lose their minds and fight with each other with red eyes.

I have to say that the strength of that mighty power in the dark is a bit too strong, at least, the mental power of the opponent is very strong, otherwise it would be impossible to affect these people at all.

Wang Fan didn't even have the idea of ​​going forward, but started to retreat again.

But at this moment, Wang Fan clearly felt that the void in front of his eyes fluctuated again.

In the next second, more than a dozen monks were already red eyes, and rushed towards him.

The monks looked at him as if they were looking at treasures, their eyes were full of red lights, and they seemed to be completely crazy.

"Emperor Dao Dan!"

"Damn it, keep the emperor Dao Dan!"

"Go to hell!"

Wang Fan was a little dazed by the messy voices.

Emperor Dao Dan?

Where is the Emperor Dao Dan?

Could it be that these monks regard themselves as emperor Dao Dan?

When Wang Fan thought of this, he was a little frightened.

If so, the powerful means in the dark would be terrible.

Not only can he influence the mentality of these great emperors in Turmoil, but he can even make the opponent treat himself as a treasure.

The use of this illusion is almost at its peak.

Wang Fan was a little depressed, but he didn't want to fight with those stupid crosses.

He didn't dare to hesitate, the spirit within his body exploded, and the next moment, he rushed into the distance frantically.

However, Wang Fan was fast, and the dozen or so cultivators who had killed were even faster, and they had caught up with Wang Fan in just an instant.

They were all red eyes, all kinds of magic weapons roared, and they bombed Wang Fan desperately.

Not only that, they are still roaring: "Leave the emperor Dao Dan! You are looking for death!!"

Wang Fan was depressed, dodged, and those attacks fell on the ground, causing a roar.

However, the ground that was made of unknown material, withstood such a violent attack, was completely unaffected by it, and even half a crack did not appear.

"No, these cultivators can actually use mental power?"

Soon, Wang Fan discovered a fact again, and was immediately panicked.

The opponent can use mental power, but he can't. In this way, he will be more passive and more dangerous.

What level of power is this person hiding in the dark?

The peak of the emperor?

Above the legendary emperor?

Wang Fan thought so in his heart, but in front of him two great emperors had already been killed.

As for the layers of the emperor, because Wang Fan couldn't use his mental power, he didn't feel very clearly.

But the two people gave him the feeling like the fourth or fifth floor of the Great Emperor.

Two strong men in the front came to kill, and there were eight or nine people besieged in the rear.

At this moment, Wang Fan can be said to be flanking back and forth, and danger is everywhere.

"roll!"

Wang Fan's expression changed, but he did not hesitate.

A loud roar came out, and his soles stepped on the ground, and he suddenly leaped into the air. The next moment, the God Refining Art ran wildly, and his physical power was full of strength, and he blasted out with a punch.

Shaking the sky!

With a bang, the two fists turned into fist shadows, and instantly bombarded the two great emperors.

The bodies of the two great emperors moved slightly, and the next moment they exploded.

Pure physical power completely defeated them.

Wang Fan didn't dare to stay, but his figure flashed, and he rushed forward suddenly.