Super King of Soldiers in the City

Next, Wang Fan and Hong Xiu entered the room. As for the control of the spacecraft, naturally they were handed over to Mang Huang again.

Mang Huang didn't mind, he was cultivating while controlling the spaceship.

He had also seen that Wang Fan and Hong Xiu were not lightly injured. These two were the main combat strength, and naturally they had to recover as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the strong come, everyone will be ruined by him.

After Wang Fan entered the room, he immediately put a restriction on it, and began to swallow the marrow of the earth to recover.

At the entrance of the marrow of the earth, a surging energy instantly escaped and rushed into Wang Fan's limbs.

Under the rush of that force, Wang Fan not only felt endless divine essence pouring into his dantian, but the wound on his body began to heal quickly.

"The marrow of the earth is worthy of a treasure to recover from injuries, and this effect is really against the sky."

Wang Fan clearly felt this change, and was shocked in his heart.

Although he had heard of the heaven-defying nature of the marrow of the earth, he tried it himself for the first time.

"It's just that this divine essence is so rich, it can't be wasted, not only to heal the wounds, but also to take the opportunity to practice exercises, and try to break through to the third level of the emperor as soon as possible."

Wang Fan whispered, and at the same time began to practice Tai Xuan Jing.

Running the exercises and guiding the Shen Yuan to flow along the fixed Lu Xuan can not only strengthen itself, but also purify the Shen Yuan and consolidate the essence.

If the gods were allowed to run on their own, it would waste a lot, and the gods that poured into the dantian would not be so pure.

With such a surging spirit, Wang Fan naturally did not want them to rush into his dantian voluntarily, so he began to cultivate.

Anyway, his physique is strong enough to be able to practice even if he is wounded.

In this way, Wang Fan quickly fell into selfless cultivation, unable to extricate himself.

As for Hongxiu and Manghuang, he has completely ignored them.

Now, it's better to quickly improve the cultivation base, because he has a faint feeling.

The power that came out of the secret realm of the Emperor Dao Pill should have been eyeing him, afraid that it would not be long before he would go out to seek revenge.

This is a big trouble.

Wang Fan was even thinking that if he would see the Holy Palace, he had to leave immediately, and he would definitely not cause trouble to the Holy Palace.

The Holy Palace is strong, but that power is not weak.

Wang Fan has a faint feeling that once the opponent leaves the customs, he will definitely be overwhelmed.

The Holy Palace simply can't provoke such an existence.

Moreover, the other party is cruel, and can design to frame so many great monks and monks to provide them with blood.

Such a method is really vicious, it has truly regarded human life as a waste, and has not taken it seriously.

Wang Fan is cultivating, and Hongxiu is also cultivating, no, it should be said that he is healing.

Hong Xiu's injury was not light, and it was much more difficult for her to recover than Wang Fan.

Even though she has some earth spirits, the help of earth spirits to her is not as powerful as Wang Fan.

Wang Fan is only a great emperor, but she is a saint emperor.

Therefore, the two people use the marrow of the earth, the effect is completely different.

The mansions outside are also practicing while controlling the spacecraft.

Along the way, it was fairly calm, no more demon repairs blocking the way, and no more danger.

In this way, more than a year passed in a blink of an eye.

For more than a year, his cultivation base has not improved much.

After all, he has already cultivated to the great emperor, and it hasn't been long before he breaks through. It is too difficult and too difficult to improve.

Wang Fan had a good harvest. With the help of many treasures, he broke through again and reached the third level of the Great Emperor.

The third floor of the Great Emperor was already the peak of the early stage of the Great Emperor, and one step away would be able to step into the fourth floor of the Great Emperor, that is, the middle stage of the Great Emperor.

Once he entered the middle stage of the Great Emperor, he had absolute certainty that he could kill the ordinary peak monks of the Great Emperor.

Of course, the peaks of the enchanting emperors, such as the peaks of the genius great emperors of the great sect forces, are probably not opponents.

Because, those people are also able to kill the enemy beyond the ranks.

People themselves are evildoers who can kill the enemy at a higher level, even if Wang Fan is evildoer, it is unlikely that he will cross so many realms to kill the opponent.

Of course, if it were in the same realm, Wang Fan would have the confidence to kill anyone.

On the Red Sleeve side, the injury has also been healed, and his cultivation has returned to its peak, but it hasn't improved much.

After all, it is difficult for the emperor monk to improve his realm, and it is even more difficult for the saint emperor monk to improve.

Not everyone is Wang Fan, not everyone has mixed patterns and Dao marks, Chaos Qi, Shen Yuan Guo Tian Dao Dan, as well as endless Shen Ling Veins and Shen Ling Liquid.

Purgatory, sin city.

This was the last place that Wang Fan had taken when he escaped from Lianzong, that is, here, he left purgatory and went to the wasteland.

Also on the way to the wasteland, he encountered the red sleeves.

In a short period of time, Sin City has been very different from before.

Sin City, which was still relatively prosperous, was already dilapidated at the moment.

The already chaotic Sin City is now even more chaotic.

Before the three of Wang Fan entered Sin City, they clearly noticed that wars were erupting in many places, which was very bloody.

In the void dozens of miles away from them, there were two cultivators fighting in a group.

The two monks, one monk wearing a uniform uniform, at first glance belonged to the same force.

Not only are they powerful themselves, but they are also good at the art of union.

And their opponent is like a temporary formation of a miscellaneous army.

Those miscellaneous soldiers wore different styles of clothes, although their personal strength was not bad, but they were also very murderous, fierce and sturdy enough.

But in the face of those monks who were uniformly dressed, they were beaten back in a row and coughed up blood constantly.

Because those opponents cooperated too tacitly, and they are proficient in the art of union, they are not opponents at all.

"Ah, the disciples of Lianzong are all villains, shameless, and decent."

"Yes, you can't provoke the saint emperor and Wang Fan in the holy palace, and you can't find each other, but you sneer at us, bully the weak and fear the hard."

"A group of beasts, just destroy my Sin City, and use this as a place of trial and practice with us? Even if I die, I will kill a few more of you."

"Yes, kill these bastards, kill one person to save money, kill two to make money."

"These beasts deserve to die."

Those monks who were not uniformly dressed, even if they were stained with blood, did not persuade them at all. They fought each other and cursed.

Obviously, they are all aggrieved.

Listening to the scolding of those people, Wang Fan couldn't help blinking.

Is it possible that those uniformly dressed disciples are still Lianzong disciples?

Also, why did you guys have something to do with Xiaoye when you hit you?

Wang Fan was a little speechless.

Although he hates the people of Lianzong, he has no good feelings for those **** in Sin City.

Neither side is a good thing.

Only seeing that those fierce monks were about to be killed, Wang Fan still wanted to save others.

Of course, this is not mercy, and he is not so tall.

He simply wanted to save those people and cause more trouble to Lianzong.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan said to his opponent Manghuang: "Brother Mang, the opportunity to improve your experience has arrived. Go ahead and kill those dressed beasts."

Hearing this, Manghuang couldn't help but blinked: "Clothed beast? Who?"