Super King of Soldiers in the City

Wang Fan thought in his heart, but the speed was not reduced at all, and he went forward quickly.

As far as the eye can see, there are all dilapidated buildings, and ruins are everywhere.

However, the strange thing is that some of those dilapidated buildings are so new that you can't see much dust.

Wang Fan walked all the way, while refining the magic energy that poured into his body, while killing those monks who rushed over, he was still looking around.

He has three uses of his heart, but the more he moves forward, the heavier and heavier his heart can't help.

"Why does it feel like this city is boundless? After walking for so long, I haven't reached the center, and those monks and ghosts who are not sane have become stronger and stronger. If this continues, I will be able to reach the ancient city. Fort Center, have you found a way to break the game?"

With a bang, Wang Fan killed a ghost again and stopped, feeling a little bit of inexplicable anxiety in his heart.

Because this ancient castle is really too big, and the monks who appear have become stronger and stronger.

According to Wang Fan's estimation, the phantom he killed just now had a cultivation base equivalent to the peak of the Holy Emperor of a human cultivator.

You know, he hasn't gone a long way yet.

This is already the peak of the Holy Emperor, how powerful will the shadow formed when it reaches the center?

The most terrifying thing is that these ghosts have gradually begun to become more and more solid and more complete.

Take the ghost he just killed, the bones of the opponent's limbs are already fully formed, but they are not so strong.

If the other party's skeleton and bloodline are more complete and stare thoroughly, then its cultivation base is absolutely enough to crush any peak of the Holy Emperor.

In this case, Wang Fan couldn't help but worry.

Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die like this.

At present, although he has refined a lot of magic essence, his cultivation is only worthy of reaching the middle stage of the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor.

It is a long way from the peak of the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor, let alone the eighth floor of the Holy Emperor.

"Where did Sister Bai Yi go? Has she encountered any danger? Such a place is really weird."

"If there is no one behind it, it is still acceptable. You can work hard to kill those monks and ghosts, and use the magic essence to improve your cultivation."

"But according to the current situation, there must be someone behind it. In this case, the trouble will be big."

Wang Fanzheng murmured, swish swish, in front of him, another group of monks appeared.

The aura of these monks has all reached the level of the first layer of the Yellow Realm God, and their aura is strong, exuding a strange dark aura.

What surprised Wang Fan the most was that among the monks in this line, the eyes of one of them were not so empty.

In other words, this person still retains a trace of sanity.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but stunned, and the bad premonition was getting stronger and stronger.

This is the level of the God of the Yellow Realm, and it is a bit terrifying. The most important thing is, why does the person in the lead have sanity?

Could it be that there are really living gods and demons here? The manipulator behind the scenes is an ancient **** and demon?

This is simply incredible.

Just when Wang Fan looked at the wise monk, he waved his hand.

Whoosh whoosh.

In an instant, the rest of the monks who were not sane were all killed towards Wang Fan.

Their speed is extremely fast, and the body exudes an evil and dark aura, which makes the scalp numb.

"Sure enough, Mad, is this really the end? If I don't kill these people, but take them further, what will happen?"

Wang Fan looked at the cultivators who rushed over, but for the first time he didn't do anything, but thought so in his mind.

When he thought of it, he did it. Seeing that the cultivators were about to kill Wang Fan, Wang Fan did not hesitate at all. With a flash of his figure, he had already refracted, and with a swoosh, he slanted toward the depths and flew in.

His body staggered past those monks, dangerous and dangerous, but he was not attacked.

Seeing this scene, the monks who lost their minds were all stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect this situation, they all stopped strangely.

But the sensible monk opened his mouth and let out a strange roar.

Then, they turned around again and chased after Wang Fan.

These mindless things were indeed controlled.

The sane monk was obviously their core. From this point of view, there must be people behind them.

Wang Fan pondered in his heart, and already understood the general idea, but he did not stop, but continued to move forward.

This time, it really went a lot better. Wang Fan ran for more than ten minutes without encountering any more cultivators.

He suddenly understood, is it possible that the monks here only appear in waves, and there will not be a second wave before the wave is destroyed?

This idea surprised Wang Fan.

If this is the case, it is terrible, it is just the same as the set program.

At the same time, in that great hall, Withered Bones opened his eyes again and let out a sigh.

The people below also opened their eyes and looked at the dry bones.

"It's kind of interesting, this little guy, in this situation, is still able to keep calm, and, on the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor, he can easily kill the peak of the Holy Emperor. It's really not easy."

Withered bones murmured, and a strange light suddenly radiated from those green eyes, and immediately said: "Forget it, since that's the case, let's make the game more difficult for you."

As he said that, his eyes suddenly looked down at the person closest to the end. He said that he was a person, but in fact he didn't look like him.

Because that guy, who only has the outline of a human, is not human at all.

He was born with two feet, and there were disgusting and ferocious scales on his arms and thighs, which looked extremely strange.

"go."

Green light flashed in the withered pupils, submerging into the man's eyes, and a hoarse voice spit out from his mouth.

"Here!"

The next moment, the monster knelt down on one knee and made a sound, then turned his head and quickly disappeared in the hall.

Wang Fan didn't know what happened in the hall at all. At this time, he noticed that there were no new monks, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

If this is the case, he can control not to kill, and directly take these monks to the depths.

At that time, a solution may be found.

However, when Wang Fan was excited, suddenly, the black mist in front of him rolled violently.

With the rolling of those black mists, Wang Fan felt extremely uncomfortable, and then he saw a monster with two horns coming out of it.

At the moment when the monster appeared, Wang Fan clearly found that the monks who were chasing after him, even the slightly sane monk, couldn't help but stop.

Immediately, Qi Qi bowed to the monster.