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Chapter 349 Breathing Soil!The Gate of Eight Poles!Ying Long is an old man!

Dump the soil?

What the hell is this guy doing?

Ye Changan looked puzzled, but he saw that the handful of black soil rose up against the wind after getting out of the box, like foam, and in an instant it had turned into a lump of black soil tens of feet in size. At this time, the soil had already fallen into the Into the rift valley, and it is still undergoing crazy exponential explosion-like skyrocketing!

"Be careful!" The monk at the Dao Realm finally realized something was wrong and saw a black "stone" flying into the rift valley.

The head of the blood-colored dragon was already wrapped in black soil, and the incomparable formation quickly melted like snow in the spring, and the monks in it were instantly buried by the soaring soil!

In the blink of an eye, black soil has filled most of the rift valley, and the dark abyss has become the territory of black soil in an instant.

The current black soil can't be called soil, but a special kind of stone that is stronger than steel. Ordinary spells can't break it at all!

Ye Chang'an finally knew what was in the small box in Wang Fan's hand.

Rest in the soil!

Where did he get such a high-end baby?

This boy Wang Fan always gives people the feeling that he has taken the script of the protagonist. After a while, his body is full of mystery.

I don't know what kind of adventure he got during this time?
It's too late to think about it now, because in another breath, the soil has spread in the rift valley, and the seemingly domineering and powerful blood-colored dragon formation collapsed under the spread of the soil!
If he doesn't run for his life, even Ye Chang'an will be buried by Xi Yang!

Under the collapse of the land, there was almost no possibility of escape for the monks in the part of the giant dragon in the rift valley, and they were all buried in the black soil!
Only a few cultivators in the Dao realm managed to escape by tearing apart the space!

The cultivators at the rear had a certain amount of time to escape because they were far away from the location where the Xiran erupted.

Although there is time to escape, it is only a breath of time!

Because Ye Chang'an was the farthest away, the first time the soil started to wreak havoc, he flew backwards, flying hundreds of feet into the sky before giving up, watching the huge rift valley occupied by the black soil from a distance!
On the one hand, the function of Xiyang is to annihilate the cultivators of the Night Temple who are "trapped" in the formation.

On the other hand, and the most important aspect, it is Mr. Er who is in order to seal Chaos and connect with Chaos Beast!

It was extremely bold to do this, but judging from the current results, it was also fruitful. At least dozens of monks in the Transformation God Realm and hundreds of monks in the Nascent Soul Realm were killed!
At the same time, the entire rift was sealed, and the Chaos Beast was banned forever!
Even if Mr. Er can escape, it is basically impossible to subdue the chaotic beast!

Wang Fan is so daring!

Now look at him, that is, the cultivation base of Nascent Soul Realm, how dare he do such a big move in the North Pole, the base camp of the Temple of the Night? !
The result is great, how will he run next?
Ye Changan sighed softly in his heart. With his current strength, if he wanted to help Wang Fan, he had more than enough energy.

But Wang Fan is one of his own, a real good brother, if there is a chance, Ye Changan will not give up saving him.

Judging from the golden fingers owned by Wang Fan, this kid should have a certain ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil. If he was so reckless this time, did he also leave behind?
Let's wait and see.

Ye Changan looked down at the rift valley below. In two breaths, the huge rift valley of tens of miles had been completely filled with black soil, and now there was only a high raised black hill. Soon, with the ice and snow covering , the Chaos Beast and its legends will eventually be buried under the earth and forgotten by the world.

At this time, a crimson door of blood opened above the sky, and Mr. Er, covered in blood, walked out of the door and stared at Wang Fan.

To subdue the Chaos Beast, he had imagined a hundred possibilities of failure, but he never imagined that it was a little monk in the Nascent Soul Realm who destroyed all of this with the breath soil!
"You will die miserably, no, I will not let you die, I will make you suffer all kinds of torture, and you will never enter reincarnation!" Mr. Er panted heavily, looking at Wang Fan stubbornly, just The look in his eyes made people feel that he was going to eat people!
Wang Fan chuckled and spoke, but the voice was that of an old man:

"Second brother, do you still like the meeting gift that the old Taoist gave you?"

The second gentleman's face changed drastically, and he shouted violently:
"Who are you?!"

Wang Fan laughed out loud, and made a gesture of stroking his beard, but Wang Fan didn't have a single beard on his face, and this gesture seemed very funny.

"I won't play with you anymore, don't you want to subdue chaos? You continue, I won't bother you."

As he said that, an illusory door with ice and snow fluttering appeared behind him, fainted by the yin and yang gossip diagram!
"The Gate of Baji!" Mr. Er's face was extremely ugly, he stared at Wang Fan coldly and said:
"Baji Gate, Xi Rang, you are the old Taoist Yinglong of Baji City!"

Wang Fan laughed, ignored Mr. Er, and turned around to walk into the illusory gate of ice and snow!
Looking at this door, Ye Changan always felt a sense of déjà vu.

After careful consideration, he found that this door had a very similar aura to the one opened by his master Chen Xinghe by reversing the eight poles before!
It's just that this door is much simpler than the master's, but it is more solid and stable. It belongs to the high-end eight-pole portal that returns to the basics!

From this point of view, the source of the Baji Mind Dharma obtained by the master may be the old man Yinglong mentioned by Mr. Er.

If there is a chance in the future, I have to pay a good visit to him, at least to get rid of this mental method completely. Who can refuse such an easy-to-use portal?
Thinking of this, Ye Changan felt a little envious of this kid Wang Fan.

How did he mix with such a powerful old senior?
This guy's other skills are average, but his thigh skills are completely full!
"Don't leave, old thief!" Mr. Er saw that Mr. Ying Long, who had ruined his plan, was about to leave, so he would not let it go, he burst into blood like crazy, and slapped Wang Fan with his bloody big hand that had been covering the sky!

The law was shattered by the bloody hand at the same time, and the space began to crack inch by inch, but the gate of the eight poles remained motionless, as if it was not affected by the bloody hand's destruction of the law of heaven!

"If the boss, or the old ghost Hongyue is here, there is a chance to keep me, it's up to you? It's not enough." Wang Fan "stroking his beard" laughed, and walked into the gate of Baji casually. The figure disappeared.

The gate of the eight extremes also slowly dissipated, and the huge bloody hand that Mister Er slammed in anger slapped the air, and smashed hard on the ice field, shaking out a palm print of a deep pit tens of feet in size!
"Old Taoist Ying Long, you wait, I swear, I will be the first to destroy Baji City and tear you into pieces!" The second gentleman roared frantically in the direction where Wang Fan disappeared, responding to him, There is only the silent wind and snow all over the sky.

Ye Chang'an looked at the direction where Wang Fan disappeared, and he felt yearning in his heart. Is this the strength of the fairyland?

Mr. Er, who was calm and in control of the audience before, was like a child who was out of breath in front of Mr. Ying Long.

Powerless and furious, but helpless.

(End of this chapter)