Super King of Soldiers in the City

He has accumulated a lot of magic energy in his body now, and he must refine and improve his cultivation as soon as possible. Only by constantly improving and becoming stronger can he be able to deal with the next danger.

Wang Fan sat cross-legged and began to quickly refine the dark energy that poured into his body, quickly absorbing that kind of magic energy.

At first, he didn't dare to devote himself to it, because he was also afraid that when he was cultivating, another monster would kill from the path ahead.

But after more than ten minutes, Wang Fan realized that this was because he was thinking too much.

On that path, no monsters came out at all, apparently waiting for him to enter.

"It's really weird here. It's even given time to absorb and refine. I just don't know how many levels I have to pass and how many monsters I have to kill. Could it be that the next thing I have to face is that Hader?"

Wang Fan murmured in his heart, and soon he didn't think about it any more, but practiced wholeheartedly.

In that great hall, withered bones flickered in his left eye, and the scene on Wang Fan's side was displayed inside.

He looked at Wang Fan who didn't move for a long time, and couldn't help but let out a light voice: "It's all this time, this ancient descendant still has the mind to cultivate, and his temperament is quite good."

"It's just that it's not that easy to pass the eighteen stages of death. You are so good, you are qualified to be a servant of this seat."

As soon as the voice fell, his right eye couldn't help but change, and the scene of Yin Baiyi appeared immediately.

I saw that Yin Baiyi was leading thousands of puppets to kill those powerful demons. Along with this slaughter, Yin Baiyi's aura became stronger and stronger, and wherever he passed, one fell down.

"This little girl, Jie Jie, is interesting, interesting." Kukui murmured again, and even closed his eyes.

At the same time, Wang Fan is still cultivating, but he has just stepped into the eighth floor of the Holy Emperor. It is too difficult to enter the ninth floor of the Holy Emperor, and it cannot be done in a short time.

"Since I can't break through my cultivation, then I can use those demonic essences to temper my physical body. For me now, my physical body is the key, and it is the basis for breaking through."

Wang Fan soon made a decision. He no longer used the refined magic essence to improve his cultivation, but tempered his physical body.

The effect of tempering the body with demonic essence is much better than tempering with divine essence. Of course, the pain to endure is also much greater.

In less than half an hour, Wang Fan couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and he only felt a little sore all over his body.

In his body, it seems that there is a magic flame burning, from the inside to the outside, it is extremely uncomfortable.

"What does this pain mean to me? I don't want to die, I can only fight!"

Wang Fan gritted his teeth, but never gave up.

In this flash, another few hours have passed, and the stored magic energy in Wang Fan's body has already been consumed.

He stood up and looked towards the path ahead.

He also didn't know what would be at the end of the path, and what kind of powerhouse was waiting for him.

He didn't even know how many demons had to be killed and how many levels had to be passed.

This unknown is the most painful and tormenting.

However, Wang Fan had no choice, he quickly gritted his teeth and looked forward firmly.

It was clear that he had already cultivated to the level of a holy emperor, but Wang Fan felt as if he had returned to a boyhood, back to the days of breaking soldiers.

In the beginning, he also came this way.

Training again and again, performing tasks again and again, fighting to the death again and again, and going through crises again and again.

It's just that at the beginning, he faced all the fierce gangsters, all those mercenaries or killers who did evil.

But now, he is facing a mysterious and powerful demon.

Wang Fan walked along the path, and there was a sound of da da da. He walked for about a minute, and his eyes widened again.

I saw four figures sitting cross-legged in front of him, and they turned out to be four Hades.

"It's this guy again."

Looking at the four Hades, Wang Fan couldn't help but murmur, his face became solemn.

It was one at the beginning, then two, and now four, then will it be eight next? If it goes on like this, when is the limit?

Moreover, the soul of Hader has been separated so much, who is he, and how powerful is he at his peak?

Wang Fan didn't know and didn't know.

He carefully felt the aura of the cultivation base of the four Hades, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is not very strong, just the peak of the Holy Emperor.

At least this one is stable.

When Wang Fan walked in, the four Hades also opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Wang Fan.

The eyes they looked at Wang Fan were filled with incomparable resentment, even hideous.

They are all remnant souls, and the body wants to take them all back and merge them all.

However, Wang Fan's defeat caused all of Hader's remnants to disappear.

Even if Wang Fan is killed in the end, those remnants will not reappear. This is a permanent disappearance, which is absolutely unbearable for Hader.

"Human, you are finally here. I thought you didn't dare to come, and was planning to find you."

One of them, Hader, stared at Wang Fan coldly, with an unpleasant sound coming out of his mouth.

Wang Fan couldn't help frowning when he heard the words: "Looking for me? Can you still find me?"

Harder smiled grimly: "That's natural, within twelve hours, if you—"

However, before his voice fell, with a swish, Wang Fan was already killing them.

This time, Wang Fan didn't hide half of his strength, the divine energy in his body poured out in an instant, and the physical strength was also exerted to the extreme.

Holding the Divine Sword, he slashed towards the four Hades with a single sword. With a humming sound, the sword light raged instantly.

Chi Chi Chi.

Immediately afterwards, the four Haders all fell to the ground.

Until they die, they have no chance to make a move, and they have no room to struggle.

After the four Hades fell, Wang Fan sat down again and began to practice.

Just like that, very quickly, Wang Fan passed the fourth, fifth, sixth, and tenth levels.

His physical body has also improved a lot again, but his cultivation has not improved too much, and he has not even reached the peak of the eighth-layer early stage of the Holy Emperor.

"Next, it's the eleventh level. How many Hades will I face?"

After Wang Fan refined the magic essence, he slowly got up, even if it was him, his scalp was numb and numb at this time.

Because in the tenth level, he faced thousands of Hades, thousands of Hades at the peak of the Holy Emperor.

Even he was just a fluke to kill so many Hades and successfully pass the tenth level.

If it goes on like this, the eleventh level will be doubled again. He really has a headache just thinking about it.

It's just that now, the twelve hours are approaching, and it seems that Wang Fan will not be able to go to the next level.

Because according to what Harder said in the third pass, if he doesn't pass, people will come.

"Let's go, let's see what the eleventh level is."

Wang Fan quickly gritted his teeth and walked to the eleventh level.

At the same time, inside the hall, the dead bones were also shocked, truly shocked.