Super King of Soldiers in the City

Yao Ling'er was shocked, but did not speak.

She was still quietly squatting there, fiddling with the herbs she just planted.

The young man seemed to be aware of Yao Ling'er's gaze, turned his head slightly, glanced at Yao Ling'er, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The old man Tianmo didn't explain to Yao Linger who this person was.

The next moment, he and the young man jumped up almost at the same time, and then disappeared into the courtyard.

"Da Yin is hidden in the city. It's true. I really didn't expect that there are such powerful people hidden here."

Yao Ling'er looked at the disappearing figures of the two and couldn't help but murmured, and soon regained complete calm.

For the next two months, Wang Fan did not go out again, but kept cultivating in the courtyard.

Yao Ling'er's medicated bath has a great effect on him.

In two months, not only did he improve his body refinement, but even his cultivation level was inconceivably elevated to the second floor of the Yellow Realm God.

Wang Fan rejoiced in his heart, but he also knew that such strength was still not enough to fight against the next crisis, or against Wang Batian's lineage.

He came to the door of Manghuang's room and took a look, and found that after Manghuang was still in retreat, he rushed to the gravity tower alone.

For the next half month, Wang Fan never left the Gravity Tower, but kept cultivating inside.

eleventh floor.

Twelfth floor.

The twentieth floor.

In half a month, he went all the way up, and directly reached the twentieth floor.

This amazing speed directly caused a complete sensation again.

Almost everyone in the entire city already knew that there was an unprecedented ruthless cultivator here.

It took him less than half a year to reach the twentieth floor.

Of course, Wang Fan was not complacent about all this.

At this time, compared to his sharp-edgedness before, he seemed to have washed away the brilliance and was completely introverted.

With bronzed skin and soft, streamlined muscle lines, at this time, he doesn't look like a cultivator who majors in spiritual energy at all.

He seemed to have completely transformed, completely becoming a body-refining cultivator.

After passing the test on the twentieth floor, Wang Fan did not continue to practice in the Gravity Tower, but left here.

He felt that he had reached his limit again and needed to go back to cultivate.

No way, the gravity on the 20th floor is already extremely terrifying, and the 21st floor will definitely be even more terrifying.

Sometimes, it is not through hard work and hard work that you can improve yourself, you must be relaxed and moderate.

"There are more than a dozen monks in a small town three thousand miles away. They should be from the Wang family. Go and solve it."

"The things about you here cannot be exposed for the time being."

The old man Tianmo was still lying on the rocking chair, looking at Wang Fan and said lightly.

Yao Ling'er stood quietly not far away, playing with the herbs.

Hongxiu was in charge of cooking, and neither of them spoke, just quietly doing their own thing.

Wang Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, without hesitation, he nodded: "Okay."

With that said, he turned his head and left.

After such a long time of fighting and training, he really needs to go out and see, and ask for some news by the way.

What happened to Yin Baiyi?

What about the situation in Huangtian City?

What's the situation on Wang Batian's side?

All of this, he needs to know.

Because the old man Tianmo would never say anything, and Yao Linger and Hongxiu didn't know it at all.

As for Manghuang, Hanhan, he has already plunged into the gravity tower, and has not come out for a long time.

However, Wang Fan paid special attention to it a few days ago, and found that this Tie Hanhan not only broke through to the Yellow Realm God, but also marked the tenth floor.

This kind of cultivation speed is already very fast.

After Wang Fan left the courtyard, he quickly walked out of the city.

When the monks in the city saw Wang Fan, no one dared to come up and ask for trouble, and there was only worship and respect in the eyes that looked at Wang Fan.

Even the unruly princess, Her Royal Highness, doesn't know the reason, and hasn't appeared in front of Wang Fan for a long time.

It seems that Wang Fan has been forgotten, or hatred is generally forgotten.

Wang Fan naturally didn't care.

After leaving the city, he quickly vacated the sky and rushed towards the town three thousand miles away.

Not long after, Wang Fan arrived at the small town.

The town sounds like a small town, but at least there are hundreds of thousands of monks living in it, which is very complicated.

Wang Fan glanced around with his mental power, and found that most of the monks living here were in the Yellow Realm, and there were only a few Profound Realm Gods.

He didn't change his face, but just walked straight into the town.

The center of the town, within a courtyard.

A dozen monks are here.

These cultivators have powerful auras, and they have all reached the realm of the gods of the profound realm, and even three of them have reached the early stage of the gods of the realm of the realm.

The one in the leading position was a young man with an extremely outstanding temperament.

The young man was wearing a crown, a luxurious robe, and extraordinary equipment. It was Wang Fan's old acquaintance, Wang Huang.

"How about it, have you found any nearby cities? Is there any trace of Wang Fan?"

After not seeing him for many years, Wang Huang's cultivation has also entered the early stage of the realm god, and it is much stronger than it was a few years ago.

He looked at the subordinates in front of him and asked in a flat tone.

At a young age, he already had the attitude of a superior.

"Master Huang, there is no news about Wang Fan yet. We have almost searched for the nearby cities."

"Now we're just waiting for the three of them. If they find nothing, then we can look elsewhere."

A land **** said respectfully.

Wang Huang nodded, but there was a gloomy look in the depths of his eyes: "It's been so long, so where did Wang Fan hide?"

"Since the first battle in Huangtian City, he has completely disappeared, as if the world has evaporated. Could it be that there is an expert to help?"

He frowned, puzzled.

It stands to reason that Yin Baiyi is already very strong.

But now, Wang Fan is out of Yin Baiyi, what kind of power can he find?

Where is the main vein?

It's just that the powerhouses with this strength on the main line seem to be doing nothing.

Of course, although Wang Huang was suspicious, he was not so eager.

Now that he has broken through to the realm of the gods, he doesn't need to take Wang Fan seriously.

Even if he had heard that Wang Fan had beheaded the God of the Realm, so what?

He, Wang Huang, is also a strong man, a strong man who can kill the enemy by leaps and bounds, and it is absolutely impossible for Wang Fan to kill him.

All he wants now is to find Wang Fan quickly and solve this trouble.

If he can devour Wang Fan's blood, he can go a step further.

However, it seems unlikely that he wants to devour Wang Fan's blood.

Because he faintly felt that the ancestor Wang Batian seemed to have an interest in Wang Fan too.