Super King of Soldiers in the City

In front of Wang Fan, blood and energy surged into the sky.

That rich blood energy is not the energy of killing, but the energy of blood essence.

Just being contaminated by the escaping blood energy, Wang Fan felt a sense of relief, as if his fleshly body was showing signs of becoming stronger.

It was really hard for him to imagine how terrifying the effect would be if he soaked in that blood pool, or used blood essence to temper his body.

In an instant, Wang Fan's eyes became hot.

This blood essence, this blood pool, he must get a share of it.

If the strength allows, it is all his, no one can be strong.

As soon as this thought came out, it was a little out of control.

But soon, Wang Fan calmed down again.

He glanced at the blood pool in front of him. The blood pool was about the size of a hot spring pool. The thick blood water drowned most of it, and it was still bubbling hot.

Naturally, outside the blood pool, there is a line of invisible restrictions blocking it, and it seems that no one can enter.

Under the restriction, there are several corpses lying.

Wang Fan glanced at the front, there are many monks, there are many.

What is the peak of the Holy Emperor, the third or fifth floor of the Holy Emperor, or even the peak of the Great Emperor, everything is available.

It can be said that some bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods have come.

He even saw some acquaintances, such as Ning Tian, ​​Xuetu and so on.

In the back of the crowd, Manghuang stayed in a crowd without showing the mountains and dew, and the eyes looking at the blood pool in front were very hot.

Wang Fan couldn't help being surprised when he saw this guy.

How long has it been, this guy has already reached the third floor of the Holy Emperor.

far beyond yourself.

He was envious.

Manghuang stared at the blood pond while looking outside from time to time, apparently looking for someone.

Even if his eyes swept over Wang Fan, there was no reaction at all. Obviously, Wang Fan's disguise was still very successful.

Naturally, many people noticed Wang Fan's arrival, but they ignored it.

The peak saint emperors in front are staring at the front ban with solemn faces, frowning and thinking hard.

The people behind do not speak, even if they communicate, it is all sound transmission.

It's terribly quiet here.

Wang Fan also ignored Ning Tian and the others. He came to Manghuang in a flash, patted his shoulder hard, and said, "Hey, Dao is friendly."

Manghuang was taken aback by Wang Fan's actions. When he felt Wang Fan's cultivation, he was not frightened, but angry.

A mere 7th floor emperor, dare to shoot him like this, courting death?

Manghuang was furious in his heart, but he snorted coldly: "Go away, don't come close, this emperor doesn't know you!"

A ferocious look on my face.

When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be amused: "Reckless man, I haven't seen you for a few days, you have a lot of courage, why don't you go out and make some gestures?"

"Ah?" Manghuang was stunned for a moment, and instantly came back to his senses: "Senior brother, is that you?"

He was really shocked.

You know, he has a treasure bestowed by his master.

Therefore, he can not only see through other people's cultivation, but also through disguise.

However, he didn't see through Wang Fan's disguise, so he didn't think about Wang Fan.

Now that I heard Wang Fan say this, how could I not be surprised.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Why, it's not like that? Tell me, what's the situation."

Manghuang was immediately ecstatic, as if he had found the parent's child, he hurriedly said:

"There is an ancient blood pool here, and I don't know which family it belongs to. You can also feel the blood energy, it must be a good thing."

"It's just that there is a restriction here, and you can't go in at all. Someone attacked it just now, and you saw it, and they all died."

"Now those Saint Emperor peaks are trying to find a way to get in."

Manghuang said a lot in one breath, and without waiting for Wang Fan to respond, he continued: "Senior brother, look, if you can grab it then, can you give me some?"

Wang Fan's mouth twitched: "Why didn't you grab it, but me?"

Damn, this guy wants to prostitute himself for nothing, it's really hateful.

Manghuang's face is simple and honest: "You also saw that I am only the third floor of the Holy Emperor, and at most I can beat the eighth floor of the Holy Emperor, but those people are all at the peak of the Holy Emperor, and I can't beat them."

Wang Fan stared at him, thinking, are you sure you're not in Versailles?

Manghuang was still unconscious, and still had a silly expression, but his eyes were full of pride.

It's like saying, although I'm not as good as you, I'm still a real man who can beat the third floor of the Holy Emperor, and he is very strong.

Wang Fan was too lazy to take care of this, his mental power dissipated, and he began to investigate the restrictions ahead.

Since a hard attack can't be done, it can only be broken.

And if you want to break the formation, you must first understand the formation method and find the formation base.

Otherwise, who can break the line?

Ahead, Ning Tian and other Saint Emperor peaks were still frowning, looking a little annoyed.

Think about it, a golden mountain is right in front of you, but you can't take it away. Is this what you're waiting for?

After a while, Ning Tian suddenly looked at the person behind him and said, "You, come here."

The person who was called to the first floor of a holy emperor, heard the expression changed slightly, but did not step forward, but asked cautiously: "Senior brother, I don't know what you are looking for?"

Hearing this, Ning Tian frowned.

In the next second, there was someone beside him, and he shot with a sneer.

"If I tell you to roll over, come over here, there is so much nonsense, I really need to be beaten."

As he said that, the man's right hand suddenly protruded, turned into a big palm of divine essence and grabbed towards the first floor of the Holy Emperor.

When the Holy Emperor saw this, his face changed greatly.

With a roar, he started to retreat frantically, and at the same time, he encouraged the divine energy in his body to resist.

It's a pity that the difference in strength is too far, he has not had time to resist, and with a bang, he was slapped and flew out.

The next second, the big hand grabbed his body and threw it at Ning Tian's feet.

"You, what do you want to do? I quit, can't I quit?" The Holy Emperor panicked and shouted hysterically, his eyes full of despair.

Ning Tian ignored him, but said lightly, "Go, attack that ban."

His voice was brief and calm.

But on the first floor of the Holy Emperor, his face changed.

To ask him to attack the ban, doesn't that make him go to death?

You know, two Saint Emperor peaks attacked before, and they were all killed.

The God Realm Tianjiao who shot before saw the other party still, and his face changed: "You can't go, if you don't go, you will die now!"

The Holy Emperor was frantic and gritted his teeth, but he finally nodded.

He slowly got up, raised his footsteps, and walked towards the restriction with a look of despair.

The rest of the people were also silent, no one dared to speak, let alone beg for mercy.

Some cultivators moved slightly, intending to escape, but Ning Tian glanced at them and immediately did not dare to move.

"Who dares to leave, kill Wushe!"

The icy voice is domineering and ruthless, like an imperial decree, echoing endlessly in the sky!

At the same time, the first floor of the Holy Emperor has also reached the front of the ban.

With a desperate look on his face, he incited the divine essence, and immediately took out the magic weapon and attacked it with a bang.