Great Heaven Sovereign

Time flies and night falls.

"Yang Fan, are you sure you want to go by yourself?"

In a camp, Ma Chao accompanied Yang Fan.

Now the three are drunk.

After staying in this place for thousands of years, they don't have a chance to try to get drunk again. Fortunately, however, Yang Fan killed all the way. He never had any pity for the people who fell under his hands, and received a lot of storage rings. Naturally, there are also many drinks and some monsters, which are just in use now.

Of course, it's not just Ma Chao and them.

Although people outside are a little hostile to themselves, Yang Fan is not stingy and contributes.

Of course, the three armed forces are too many, and Yang Fan has contributed all, which can not be said to be satisfied. It can only be said that Ma Chao can arrange it by himself.

"Why not? What are you afraid of?" Yang Fan said faintly.

"In fact, Yang Fan, didn't the general tell you?" At this time, Wang Liang suddenly said.

"Tell me what?" Yang Fan frowned and felt that Wang Liang seemed to have something to say.

"You came here because you really came in. We are different. We have long been killed in the war, but we have only come back to life in this space. Therefore, if you have any accident, you may become a monster like us. Even, you may die, really die." Wang Liang expressed his concern.

If it weren't for the prince's order, they were going with Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was slightly silent.

He didn't think about it.

Failure is death!

I have to say that the result is still very serious.

For a time, there was also a hesitation in Yang Fan's heart. Not because of fear, but because he has more to shoulder.

But the idea just disappeared in a moment.

Life and death? He went through too much. It can be said that he always has one foot in the gate of death. However, it is this experience of life and death that makes him have today's combat power.

As soon as he thought about it, Yang Fan abandoned his thoughts and said faintly, "there's nothing to consider. This time I came in, I'm afraid it's my master's original intention to let me join the battlefield. As for others, I don't know if there's anything else." Yang Fan said, looked at the war filled night sky, calculated the time and got up slowly.

In the hour, it was less than a quarter of an hour away.

"Well, you've decided. In fact, there's nothing to doubt. We know that you've never been a loser."

"By the way, the prince's attitude is not good, but the prince is also for us. Don't care too much." Ma Chao and Xue Zhongyi said.

Yang Fan nodded.

Yang Fan didn't take the young man's attitude to heart. Not to mention his own terror, it was just the identity of the prince of the emperor Wushen, who died in the battlefield and lived for thousands of years as an alternative. On this alone, he is qualified to be arrogant.

The reason why he was unhappy before was more because of the unknown.

Too many mysteries surrounded him, making him feel deeply in the fog.

"It's good if you can understand. Come on, it's almost time. This glass of wine is for you!" Wang Liang said and handed Yang Fan a glass of wine.

Yang Fan took it and drank it all in one gulp.

"Wait here for a moment. I'll be right back." Yang Fan put down his glass and turned out of the camp.

The three watched Yang Fan leave:

"The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man goes..." Wang Liang sighed, but he was interrupted before he finished.

"Shut up! I have a feeling that Yang Fan will return safely." Ma Chao said.

"Me too. Didn't you notice Yang Fan's attitude just now? That kind of self-confidence is not pretended. When others reached the state of Dan, they had been developed to the extreme, but the state of war god Dan. Now he is the peak of God Dan, and maybe he can create a miracle?" Xue Zhongyi also said.

"Come on, let's go and have a look. The prince ordered not to participate in the war, but he didn't say not to let onlookers." Wang Liang also knew that his words were a little biased. He shut up and said hello.

Three people hurried out of the tent and reached an agreement.

However, when they went out, they found that everyone in the surrounding area had almost the same idea as them.

Even if they doubt Yang Fan and feel that Yang Fan's strength, entering here is to die. But they also have a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

As Xue Zhongyi said, they are also looking forward to a miracle.

So, at this time, the picture appears extremely solemn.

Yang Fan was alone in front, and tens of thousands of troops followed, as if they were seeing him off.

At the front, Yang Fan also had a helpless smile in his heart.

He doesn't know what these people think, but this feeling is a little heavy.

Step by step, Yang Fan finally came to a suspension bridge.

On the other side of the suspension bridge, figures have appeared one by one.

Needless to think, this is their enemy in World War I thousands of years ago.

With the appearance of Yang Fan, several figures came out on the opposite side:

"People of the emperor Wushen, do you want to launch a decisive battle?" A burst of drink came from the opposite side.

"Decisive battle? Don't say it hasn't happened. But what's the use? In the end, it's just a repetition of history."

"As for this time, your opponent is only him."

Behind Wan Jun, the voice of the prince of the Wushen emperor, that is, the young man, came out.

"He's the only one? A waste of the divine pill realm? Wu Jingxian, are you kidding? Don't forget that the world has its own rules. Even if we don't have to fight each other every day, we have to fight until the suspension bridge falls every time. If you kill one by one, you're not afraid of coming and punishing?" On the other side of the suspension bridge, the voice came out again.

"That's not what you have to think about. If he dies, I will naturally send a large army to fight." Wu Jingxian said.

"Overestimate yourself. I doubt you're really full. It's just a waste of Shendan realm. Do you think he can live?"

"Under the command of my God, who will kill him?"

On the other side of the suspension bridge, the voice was full of disdain. He didn't pay attention to Yang Fan at all. He even thought Wu Jingxian's words were a joke. He thought this was his behavior after he was bored.

"I'll come!" Immediately, a figure came out of the opposite camp.

To be exact, it's just a soldier.

Behind Yang Fan, there was silence among the thousands of troops, and there was no sound. It seems that there is no accident in such a match.

After all, Yang Fan's qualifications now deserve an ordinary soldier.

Moreover, the cultivation of this soldier is also above the divine pill, with the cultivation in the early stage of cave emptiness.

"OK, OK, let's go. Don't waste too much time. There will be a big showdown later." In the opposite, the voice fell again.

Dong Dong Dong!

Also at this time, in the vast void, suddenly came a few war drums beating. With the sound, the whole suspension bridge suddenly became cold and cold, full of endless killing intention.

Yang Fan's eyes moved.

But not fear, but surprise.

"What a strong killing intention." Yang Fan exclaimed.

This kind of killing intention is completely different from his previous killing Tu clan. After all, it contains thousands of years of deforestation.

As soon as the thought surged, Yang Fan knew.

Here is what his master called opportunity.