Super King of Soldiers in the City

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With the continuous retreat of those monks, soon the entire glacier wood valley has become empty.

Except for Wang Fan, Man Wushui, Luo Ru, and those Yungong disciples, there were fewer than ten people left.

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the monks who stayed here, but stared at the giant tree in front of him for a long time. Then he took a deep breath and then punched out.

He looked at it for so long, he didn't see any abnormality in Jumu, even if he glanced back and forth with his mental strength.

This giant wood is like ordinary wood, but it is thicker and taller than ordinary wood.

But Wang Fan knew that this was impossible, and if that was the case, it would be impossible to spit out so many treasures in this giant wood. So he plans to attack to see if he can detect some anomalies or patterns.

Along with Wang Fan's punch, the powerful punching style swelled, and in a blink of an eye, it had already blasted on the giant wood.

Under his bombardment, Jumu made a loud bang, but he didn't move at all. Wang Fan contained a punch with 80% strength, and he could not shake the giant wood at all.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, only slightly surprised, and soon returned to normal.

Before so many people bombarded these giant trees together, they couldn't leave a slight gap on the giant wood, which shows that this giant wood is unusual.

If he can smash these giant trees with one punch, it is really a problem.

Wang Fan's punching wind on the giant wood was only half a breath, a buzz, a circle-like ripple suddenly swayed on the giant wood, and then an eight-level spirit grass full of rich aura, has already followed come out.

Wang Fan's mental strength has always fallen on the giant wood, and naturally he felt this scene for the first time.

His mental power swept through, but only to find that Ripple was a top-level formation ban. After the formation ban, he also faintly saw a deep black vortex.

It's just that he didn't wait for him to investigate carefully, and a crazy strangulation devoured force had already flowed in, instantly strangling his spiritual power to devour nothing.

This strangulation devoured Wang Fan's mind, and his face paled and a spit of blood spewed out.

He stared at the giant wood with shock, staring at the location of the whirlpool that had long disappeared, and his face was scared and incredible.

What a terrifying stranglehold!

He was pretty sure that if it weren't for his extremely powerful spirit, far beyond the average monk of the same rank, if it was just the kind of horrible strangulation devoured before, he would probably be directly turned back into an idiot.

The monks around looked at Wang Fan with a shocked face, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Everyone knows that the ripples and eddies that appear on this giant tree cannot be detected with mental force, otherwise there is only one way to die. This is already the iron law drawn by countless predecessors with blood and life.

However, in the past, Wang Fan not only used his mental strength to detect those vortexes, but he was still not dead. How could this be possible?

Man Wushui stared nervously at Wang Fan, his face speechless.

Along the way, he had repeatedly told Wang Fan several times that he should never use spirit to detect the giant wood, especially the corrugated vortex that was bombarded on the giant wood. However, Wang Fan did not listen to him.

Wang Fan didn't even care about the shocking crowd, let alone Man Wushui, and didn't even glance at the eight-level spirit grass that was spit out.

He sat directly on the ground cross-legged, grabbed a few pills and swallowed, and began to raise his eyes closed.

His behavior made Luo Ru, who wanted to step forward and ask him how he was, stopped all at once.

Three days later, Wang Fan's injuries all recovered, but he found that his mental strength was much stronger than before, not only becoming more solid, but also becoming more intensive.

Feeling this scene, Wang Fan was overjoyed, and he punched again, and punched out again.

Another vortex appeared, and at the same time when a panacea was spit out, Wang Fan's mental power shone up.

Another horrible strangulation engulfed the force, tearing his mental strength into devastation, and Wang Fan couldn't help but spit out blood again, and his face became pale.

However, he clearly found that this time he lasted longer than last time.

The last time he only insisted on half a breath, his mental power was already engulfed by strangulation. But this time, he insisted on one more breath.

Not only that, the injuries he suffered this time were obviously much lighter than the last time.

Wang Fan also didn't pick up the medicine he had spit out. He sat on the ground again and began to recover from the illness. Two and a half days later, Wang Fan recovered from his injuries and stood up again.

In this way, Wang Fan's non-stop attack, non-stop detection, non-stop injury, non-stop recovery.

Two months later, his mental strength has become more solid and strong, and the time of persistence has already increased from one more breath to more than 20 breaths.

And the treasures spit out from the vortex that he blasted from one to two before each became three or four or even several later.

Dozens of treasures have also been dropped around him. There are all kinds of advanced spirit grass, immortals, weapons, magic weapons, martial arts, etc.

It's just that although these treasures are good, there is nothing particularly fascinating for Wang Fan, and he didn't get any top-notch treasures.

In the past two months, several monks saw that Wang Fan used his mental strength to continuously detect the rippled vortex, and there was no danger to his life, and he couldn't help trying it.

However, their ending was very sad. The entire heads of the three people who were directly devoured by strangulation became shrivelled and died. One person became an idiot.

The sad ending of the four people suddenly made some other people eager to try dispel the idea of ​​trying.

As for the dozens of treasures that fell around Wang Fan, although these people were jealous, no one dared to go up and **** them.

boom!

Wang Fan blasted out again, accompanied by a heavy sound, the ripple vortex appeared again, and at the same time a scroll was spit out again.

It's just that the moment the scroll is spit out, Wang Fan's mental power has infiltrated into the black vortex behind the ripples.

His mental power was constantly engulfed by strangulation, and there were constant cramps in his mind, but he was still frantically investigating.

By the time the eighteenth breath had passed, Wang Fan's mental power pouring into the vortex had been devoured and swallowed by most. At the same time, he also saw two unmoved things in the black vortex.

He saw these two things very clearly. One was a small red axe, his mental strength fell on it, and he felt a chilling death that penetrated into the bone marrow.

The other thing was a paste-like thing, but this thing gave him a sense of comfort, and he felt a rich vitality on it.

"Holy weapon, vital wood pith?"

Wang Fan looked at these two things, and his heart was trembling. He madly urged the remaining spiritual power and rolled directly towards these two things.

In any case, he must obtain these two things, which are all things he needs!

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