Swallowing the Starry Sky: The Great Nirvana Era

"Thank you, Lord Killer!" The leader, Fenghou Immortal, had a rich voice. Although Chen Fan had raised him up with one hand, the captain still didn't have the slightest bit of resentment.

After all, Chen Fan saved his life and that of the entire team.

About a quarter of an hour after the battle ended, reinforcements from the Isloca team arrived.

When Yasuo looked at the many assisting warriors who were cleaning the battlefield in front of him, he suddenly froze for a moment.

This battle ended too quickly.

Then, Yasuo looked at where Chen Fan was.

This result may have been brought about by Chen Fan.

After not seeing each other for thousands of years, I didn't expect that his progress would be so terrifying, which refreshed Yasuo's view of this young man again and again.

"Lord God of Death, I dare you to tell me where you plan to go to the Hell Continent next?"

The **** suddenly asked.

Chen Fan glanced at him and said slowly: "Tell me first, what places are suitable for me to go here!"

"The Flame Hell Continent, including the central Great Ze, exists in the Netherworld Tower, Purgatory Canyon, Star Sand Island, and the Hundred Thousand Wastelands... There are more than 20 dangerous places in total, and each place is different. Even if the crisis exists, Even ordinary feudal lords and immortals would not dare to go there alone!"

"In addition, it is very possible to encounter those alien teams and start a fierce fight..."

**** spoke eloquently, but Chen Fan still listened very seriously.

"Why don't you, sir, come with us?" The immortal prince asked tentatively.

The previous estrangement and dissatisfaction had already disappeared when Chen Fan came to rescue.

"Together!?"

"Still not!" Chen Fan refused directly.

"With your strength, it's okay in the outer areas of the Flame Hell Continent, but if you go deep into the Flame Hell Continent, it's not enough." Chen Fan's tone was calm, as if he was recounting a fact, without any look of contempt. .

In this foreign battlefield, strength is not only the capital for survival, but also the basis for being respected by others.

Without strength, everything is nothing! !

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After a brief reunion, Chen Fan took the spaceship and left alone, leaving Team Yasuo and Team **** to return to the military base together.

As for Chen Fan, he still wants to go deep into the Flame Prison Continent to have a good experience.

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Just like that, it was another three-month flight.

Chen Fan piloted the spaceship and flew around the periphery of the Flame Hell Continent for a long time.

Finally, he found a passage into the Flame Hell Continent somewhere.

On both sides of the passage, mist shrouded, and towering and steep cliffs were vaguely visible.

Many times, if Chen Fan hadn't discovered intelligent life in time and had advanced detection equipment, he would probably have died here.

After passing through the mist-laden canyon passage, Chen Fan suddenly saw the light in front of him.

This is an endless wilderness!

Deadly, boring, deserted, and seemingly deserted.

A breath of vicissitudes of life blew with the cold wind, blowing towards Chen Fan.

"Is this the Hundred Thousand Wastelands?"

Chen Fan looked at the plain in front of him with no other adjectives except the word "barren", and felt a little shocked.

At the same time, an idea unexpectedly popped up in his mind.

This place is a good place to fight! !

The thought passed quickly, Chen Fan put away his spaceship and began to fly alone.

According to the intelligence, there seem to be some very precious treasures at the core of the Hundred Thousand Wastelands, which are now attracting many alien teams to compete for them.

That's why Chen Fan wanted to get in the way!

suddenly--

Chen Fan's eyes widened. In the wasteland not far away, there seemed to be several figures flying rapidly.

Human warrior?

With a thought in Chen Fan's mind, his whole body almost merged with the surrounding space. Unless he was a strong man who had reached a super high level of control over the original laws of space, he would never be able to detect Chen Fan.

This secret technique was learned by Chen Fan from a fragment of a scroll in the ancient continent, and was taught and perfected by Nanyun Shitian himself. Chen Fan finally learned most of it.

At least for him, even those powerful people below the Overlord of the Universe could not detect Chen Fan even if they came within one kilometer of Chen Fan.

This is also one of his pillars of support.

In this way, Chen Fan, who merged into the space, flew quickly towards the places that looked like human warriors.

"Hahaha, this battle in the Hundred Thousand Wastelands was really fierce. Even the 'Silver King' of the Machine Clan and the 'Golden Insect King' of the Zerg Clan were seriously injured and had to run away. It was so enjoyable!!"

"It's fun, but our team has also lost nearly half of its brothers. If we weren't on the outermost edge of the battlefield, it wouldn't be difficult for the entire army to be annihilated!"

"All in all, this is a good thing. We are back again and have seen another big scene. We will have something to talk about when we have dinner in the future!!"

"..."

The first two immortals at the feudal level were talking to each other, and they were followed by four ordinary immortals and a dozen powerful realm masters.

Without exception, everyone except them looked downcast.

From a distance, they look just like deserters who have lost a battle.

"Unexpectedly, this time the demon clan actually dispatched one of the eighteen royal clans, the 'Taotie Clan' and the 'Xiaoyue Clan'. The combat power of these two princes is so terrifying that it has far exceeded the average junior king... It seems that Most human immortals have very little understanding of the demon clan!!”

"The Zerg side is also very generous this time. The 'Golden Thread Insect King' and the 'Giant Insect King' also brought very strong teams into the Hundred Thousand Wasteland. It's really a mixed bag."

"Yes, I just don't know which master of our human race will take action this time?"

"I don't know. Most of our human race's powerful kings have been restrained in the Netherworld Tower by the three peak clans. And for some unknown reason, many human kings are still going to reinforce them, so the number of kings in other places is very large. There are only a few, you’re lucky if you can see a few!”

"Although our human race is not weak in strength, this battlefield is too vast and there is not much to divide it into!"

"..."

The two captain-like princes kept talking, while Chen Fan approached them and listened to the news quietly.

"The elites of the demon clan and the insect clan? They came at the right time!" Chen Fan thought to himself, and a cold grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

You must know that in the past eight thousand years, the Zerg alone launched no less than fifteen "genius extermination plans" against Chen Fan.

And the scale of each attack is very large, at least it is led by an immortal god.

The most powerful one was when three immortal lords controlled by the Zerg teamed up to consume Chen Fan.

Unfortunately, they didn't get what they wanted.

No one thought that Chen Fan was so powerful.

All ambushes and assassinations were solved one by one by Chen Fan.

But it is not polite to reciprocate. Chen Fan was fed up with the assassinations of these aliens.

So he came to the battlefield outside the territory openly.

The reason is to avenge previous shame and take revenge! !

"Hiss!!"

One of the two immortal feudal lords who was flying in mid-air shuddered slightly and looked at the other person with a strange look: "Did you secretly take a breath of cool air!?"

Fenghou Immortal Yi just rolled his eyes: "..."

Finding that there was nothing unusual about the soldiers, the two feudal lords led the team and continued to move forward.

Not far away, Chen Fan was hovering in mid-air. After a faint glance, he accelerated towards the Shiwan Wasteland.

The cold wind in the wilderness roared by, blowing this ancient space that had been dry for who knows how many years!

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