Super King of Soldiers in the City

"How can this happen, to break through to the seventh floor of a holy emperor, you still need to train your heart?"

"I can't, I can't, monsters, monsters, I have to kill."

Under that kind of irritability and torture, Wang Fan's face became more and more distorted, and his eyes became more and more scarlet.

The blood in his body, as if boiling, began to roar and reverse.

Everything made him have a tendency to run wild.

This was a situation Wang Fan had never encountered before, and it was also a situation he had never experienced before.

He has practiced so far, and he can't remember the years clearly. However, he has never been so crazy until now.

It was as if he was possessed by a demon who was constantly corroding his heart, intending to turn him into a bloodthirsty killing machine.

"No, I can't do this, I have to be calm, I have to be calm!"

"Even the wastes of Wang Huang and Zi Huiran can pass the level of heart refining. I, Wang Fan, have no reason to do so."

Wang Fan tried his best to comfort himself, not to mention, with the emergence of such thoughts, his violent emotions were actually suppressed faintly.

In fact, Wang Fan didn't know that he and Zi Huiran were completely different.

He is the orthodox bloodline of the ancient royal family, and he is also the bloodline of fusion and mutation. His own bloodline has a violent factor.

Now that he is training his mind, he is double-stimulated. His violent emotions are far more violent than when Zi Huiran and his like went through this stage.

Whoosh!

Just when Wang Fan was suppressing the violent emotions, a loud noise suddenly came out, and he immediately saw that not far ahead, a monster broke out of the ground.

The moment the monster rushed out, it charged straight at him like a cannonball.

In a short period of time, the monster had already landed on the top of Wang Fan's head, and the black pressure was pressing down, and the sharp claws, with a swoosh, pierced the air directly, and patted him on the head.

This is a monster beast of the Profound Realm, and it is also a monster of the seventh level of the God of the Profound Realm. It is very powerful.

However, when Wang Fan looked at the monster that fell from the sky, not only was he not afraid, but he became extremely excited.

"Good come!"

He roared, his whole body suddenly tense, and then he bounced, and his fists slammed forward fiercely.

Not using the slightest divine essence, just pure physical strength.

But this punch hit the limit of Wang Fan's body.

With this punch, he seemed to want to completely vent the violent aura in his heart.

With a loud bang, the sharp claws of the beast and Wang Fan's fist collided, as if two divine weapons collided, making a sound like a symphony of golden arms, and a series of sparks.

The next moment, Wang Fan roared, his arms stretched out suddenly, and then he grabbed the sharp claws of the monster beast and ripped it to the outside.

With a puff, the monster was in pain and let out a neigh, and the next moment, the huge body was completely torn apart.

The bright red blood spilled on the ground and was soon evaporated to dryness.

Wang Fan suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't help gasping for breath.

At this time, he seemed to have returned to the mortal world, as if a mortal man was facing an invincible creature, but he still prevailed.

That feeling is actually a bit relaxing, and also a bit soothing for the rest of my life.

"This mind training is really scary. Fortunately, through this punch, my emotions seem to have stabilized a lot. Next, I must control and control, and never lose myself again."

"What's the point of being alive once it's really turned into a killing machine?"

Wang Fan quickly got up. He didn't leave in a hurry, but lit a fire and started roasting the monster.

He wanted to recall the feeling of being in the mundane world, because at that time, his state of mind was the most peaceful.

Only in this way, to find that feeling, will emotions be unable to control his mind.

Looking at this scene, Yin Bai couldn't help but sigh in relief.

She only talked about training the mind before, but she didn't say that in the process of training the mind, most people need to vent.

Some people vent through killing, some people find it through cultivation, and some people vent through yin and yang intercourse.

In a word, there are various ways to vent, because no matter who it is, if they don’t vent for a long time, it is really possible to go into trouble, become a walking corpse, or even die violently.

It’s just that in the training stage, the fewer times you vent, the longer you endure, and the greater the chance of breaking through to the **** realm.

After all, how can you become a **** if you are in an unstable state of mind?

She also didn't say that Wang Fan was different from other people. Wang Fan's mental training was a hundred times more difficult than that of other normal people.

Because his bloodline is too weird.

In other words, Wang Fan persisted for more than three months, which was equivalent to three hundred months for others.

This is unmatched by others.

In general, it would be much more difficult for a person like Wang Fan to break through such a big hurdle than the average person, even countless times.

After all, for those who can challenge the higher order, the more difficult it is to break through.

It will naturally be more difficult for Wang Fan to be able to slay the gods in the holy emperor realm.

Wang Fan didn't know that much. Along with the sizzling sound of barbecue, delicious meat was delivered to his mouth.

He couldn't help thinking of the days when he was in the vulgar, the peaceful life of the vulgar, and the bits and pieces of that time.

A group of old acquaintances appeared in his mind, and his emotions could not help but calm down.

Gradually, even if the violent emotion reappeared, it seemed to be destroyed or sealed, and could no longer affect him in any way.

"Old acquaintance, are you all okay?" Wang Fan murmured while grinning and swallowing the barbecue, the corners of his eyes were actually a little moist.

So many years have passed, vicissitudes and vicissitudes, and I don't know if those people are still alive or not.

Perhaps, some people have turned into a pile of dust.

Wang Fan thought in his heart, but his mood became more and more peaceful. Even if the violent emotions were still emerging, they could no longer affect him in the slightest.

a moment.

With a bang, a bang suddenly came from his body, and the next moment, the momentum on his body began to soar suddenly.

Soon, Wang Fan's breath went all the way up, directly breaking through to the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor.

Wang Fan felt this change in his body. For the first time, he did not take out resources to cultivate, did not stabilize his cultivation, and did not even control the divine energy that was madly pouring into his body between heaven and earth.

He was still eating the barbecue in a calm way, and he was making a breakthrough in a calm way, letting the spirit energy in his body collide everywhere and wandering wildly, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

I don't know how long it took, when everything subsided, Wang Fan's cultivation level also came to the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor.

On the seventh floor of the Holy Emperor, Wang Fan once again felt his strength and the depth of his divine essence.

However, he has completely restrained his momentum, and the whole person has become more introverted, not as sharp as before.

"Time to hit the road."

Wang Fan murmured, then got up and continued to walk into the distance step by step.