Chapter 305 Yang Fan Died
Chapter 305 Yang Fan Died
After Yang Fan got into the ground, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt the surrounding soil vibrating constantly, as if a large group of unknown things were shuttling underground.
not good! !
There are even a lot of monsters in the ground...
There's no place to run here! !
Yang Fan, who had already consumed a lot, felt that the movement underground was getting bigger and bigger, and he didn't dare to continue diving, because he didn't have much combat power underground.
If you are approached by an underground monster, you will definitely die.
Now it is probably impossible to return to the ground the same way.
Because it will be intercepted and killed by the underground herd.
In desperation, I had to use the "Flying Thunder God Technique" again to teleport back to the ground, where the blood-drinking sword was...
At this moment, the area is already surrounded by monsters, and Yang Fan was taken aback when he found Yang Fan suddenly appeared!
"Ho ho ho ho!!"
Immediately, it attacked him with teeth and claws.
Yang Fan had no choice but to use the hand-to-hand combat skills that had been useless for a long time...
After opening the Sixth Gate, step on the "Fengshen Legs" to gather spiritual power on both hands.
It is the first time to use the eleventh form "Yunlai Fairyland" in "Cloud Dispelling Palm"! !
As soon as the two palms were stretched out, a large amount of dense fog rose from the nearby flat ground, making the enemy immersed in the cloud and unable to grasp the edge.
This mist can not only block the sight and smell of the monsters, but also interfere with their sensing ability.
Yang Fan in the mist used his hands and feet to use the skills "Rainstorm and Wind" and "Turning Clouds and Rain"! !
The legs are pouring down like a torrential rain, and the legs are as violent as a gust of wind, and they attack the monsters with extremely fast palms.
The two dazzling moves killed countless nearby monsters before the fog gradually dissipated.
Although there were monster corpses all over the place, Yang Fan didn't feel any better.
Because no matter how fast he killed, the overwhelming number of monsters seemed to have not decreased at all, and he even felt that there were more and more enemies, and they were getting stronger.
Yang Fan, who had already consumed a lot, smiled wryly in his heart, what a shame! ?
Messages kept coming out of his heart to keep him alive, but he just wanted to ask.
How can I live in this situation?
Taking advantage of his spiritual power, he used the speed of the Sixth Gate and the agility of Fengshen legs to kill all the way in one direction.
I hope to fight a bloody road and break out of the encirclement...
However, after a long time, he discovered that this was just a delusion.
The monsters here are basically endless, and they can't be killed at all, just like endless.
Even the further you go to the back, the stronger the monster will be.
At this time, Yang Fan was almost exhausted, physically and mentally exhausted, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
If he hadn't kept extracting the spiritual power from the spiritual power ring for his own use, his spiritual power would have been exhausted long ago.
At this time, his face was full of unwillingness, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.
"Is it over?"
"Who the hell am I? And why am I in this kind of place?"
"It seems impossible to figure out these things."
"Then come? Let me bloom my last splendor... But does this world know that I have been here before?"
As soon as Yang Fan gritted his teeth, he directly drew out all the spiritual power in the ring.
Dragon God's Edict: Pro, Soldier, Fight, Zhe, All, Array, Column, In, Front, Exorcism! !
"Roar!!"
A huge dragon chant sounded.
The monsters around Longwei Zhilian were too frightened to move.
I saw a horn like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, ears like a cow, with whiskers by the mouth and pearls under the jaw, A five-clawed golden dragon with inverted scales under its throat appeared out of thin air.
It constantly shuttles among the beasts, and every time it passes through an area, the surrounding monsters explode and die.
The screams of countless monsters sounded, and at this time, the monsters in the sky and on the ground were all dying.
Soon Yang Fan was surrounded by hundreds of meters and there was no living creature except him.
The power of the dragon summoned by the "Original Yuxu Jue" can be seen as Madara...
But Yang Fan was exhausted after casting this skill.
After Shenlong dispersed, monsters hundreds of meters away rushed towards him frantically.
And he can only open the Seventh Gate to fight...
Because his current physical strength can't open the door to death for the time being.
After a long time, Yang Fan with a bitter smile on his face was blasted to pieces by the group of beasts...
Outside the Nightmare training ground, Yang Fan stood at the door and suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his face, and he was receiving the memory of a tragic battle in his head.
The memory of the battle in the training ground was passed down to him very completely.
If it weren't for his body full of spiritual power, there would be no scars.
Yang Fan would really think that everything just now was real, and that battle was just like what he experienced personally.
He stood at the door and thought about it for a long time. Although he didn't break through the realm, he felt that his combat experience was much richer.
The various skills that have been used before are also proficient.
It seems that the Nightmare Training Ground has many benefits, and it can be used to train various skills and actual combat abilities in the future.
Seeing that he was the only one at the gate of the training ground, Yang Fan instantly realized that he should be the first to finish.
All of my imperial spirits are really awesome.
He even suddenly became interested in this kind of high-intensity battle, among his imperial spirits, who can last the longest?
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