The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

The rolling river flows out from a huge mountain range.

This mountain range is deep and full of dangerous peaks.

The tall trees are dark and dark, and the roar of wild beasts can be heard from the forest from time to time, which makes people terrified.

Woo woo woo.

Gusts of cold wind blew out from the mountains, blowing on people's bodies and making them feel cold and goose bumps.

"Roar..."

A giant tiger seven or eight meters long roared in the forest, fluttering and leaping, fighting with a young man.

This young man is naturally Chen Fan.

This giant tiger is comparable to a martial artist at the peak of Qigong Seventh Stage, but his strength is stronger, close to Qigong Eighth Stage, but he was still beaten by Chen Fan with his bare hands, and his skin was torn and blood was dripping.

"Unbeatable King Fist, die!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan spread his wings like a roc and flew in front of the giant tiger.

"Unbeatable King Fist" was performed, and the air roared.

The terrifying and fierce force hit the giant tiger, and it flew out like a ball, breaking countless tall ancient trees.

The giant tiger whimpered and died, and its internal organs had been shattered by Chen Fan.

Cut off the valuable parts of the giant tiger, and as usual, dig a pit to draw blood, take out Xiaobai in the "cocoon" state, and let Xiaobai absorb the power of the giant tiger's blood to recover quickly.

Chen Fan himself sat cross-legged beside him, practicing Qigong to restore the consumption in his body.

......

Swoosh!

Chen Fan rushed into the dense forest, Qigong was running, and the vitality flowed on the surface of his body, emitting a faint luster, jumping between the trees, and in a few flashes, he didn't know how far he had walked.

Chen Fan wanted to practice to the eighth stage as soon as possible, so that his combat power would soar more than ten times, and he would not be afraid of the Qi Zong strongman at that time, and he would not be able to do anything to him.

And the fastest way to improve cultivation is to fight.

Fight with people and fight with monsters.

In the process of constantly consuming the vitality, he recovered and replenished it, and grew stronger little by little.

Of course, if Chen Fan wanted, he could also absorb the vitality of the Yuanshi crazily, but the vitality cultivated in that way was a little loose, not condensed, and not powerful enough.

Only in such a constant fight, the vitality was consumed crazily, and then replenished and condensed, which was the best way.

In the dense forest, some towering trees were dozens of feet high, soaring into the sky, piercing the sky, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun.

The ground was full of dead branches and leaves, all kinds of corrupt and dangerous smells, and you could vaguely see poisonous insects, snakes and ants entrenched in the dead branches and leaves.

Chen Fan was not interested in killing these low-level monsters, because they could not be exchanged for many Yuanshi, and it was a pure waste of time.

Chen Fan jumped over thousands of trees in a row, and stopped when he ran out of breath, and adjusted his breath on the tree. Just as he stopped, a fishy wind blew behind him.

Looking back, he saw a giant python with a body thicker than his waist. It opened its bloody mouth and bit him. The mouth was stinking and the teeth flashed blue light. It was obviously poisonous.

"Good guy."

Chen Fan's body flashed and jumped up, jumping directly to another big tree to avoid being swallowed.

What a ferocious giant python!

It was entrenched in the towering ancient trees, attacking and swallowing people when they were not prepared. If Chen Fan had not been vigilant, he would have died in the python's mouth.

The scales of the giant python were a light iron blue, with a delicate luster, and seemed invulnerable.

And the triangular eyes stared at Chen Fan, flashing with cunning wisdom. Seeing that Chen Fan avoided this attack, the giant python opened its mouth and a stream of air circulated in its mouth.

Puff!

The airflow condensed into a poison gas bomb the size of a baby's head, which was ejected like an arrow from a string, at an extremely fast speed, vibrating the surroundings and buzzing.

"Evil beast!"

Facing the bombardment of poison gas bombs, Chen Fan grabbed with five fingers, and a larger air wave shook out, blowing the poison gas bombs to pieces.

This move surprised the giant python.

It saw that Chen Fan's strength was only at the seventh stage of Qigong before it took action. Its prey easily blew up the poison gas bombs it sprayed, making it feel a little dangerous.

Immediately, the giant python moved its body and fled under the tree.

However, as soon as it arrived, a flash of lightning broke through the space, and the Fengsha sword penetrated its body, nailing it to the tree trunk, and it died completely in an instant.

Originally, such a huge giant python has very tenacious vitality, and it would not die so quickly if it was nailed.

However, the Fengsha sword carried the power of thunder, which was fierce and domineering, and directly shook the soul of the giant python apart.

Chen Fan jumped down from the tree and did the same.

This giant python was not low in level, and was about to break through to the eighth level. Perhaps seeing that his cultivation was weak, it wanted to devour him and then advance, but unfortunately it was easily killed by Chen Fan.

......

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these ten days, Chen Fan continued to go deeper into the Qingyang Mountains and encountered countless monsters.

There were groups of blood boars, flying tigers, vampire bats, giant bees, demon hunting spiders, man-eating ants, etc., including monsters of the first level and eighth level, but they were all killed by Chen Fan one by one.

"Hmm, there is a smell of blood." Chen Fan jumped between the trees, his nose twitching, and smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

He jumped down from the big tree, rushed violently, and reached an open area in the forest.

He saw more than a dozen giant wolves with silver bodies and shiny fur gnawing on several corpses.

These corpses were actually human, with weapons scattered on the side and gaps on them.

Chen Fan carefully identified them and found that these corpses were actually the clothes of Spring Autumn Sect disciples.

It seems that the outer disciples entered the Qingyang Mountains for training, encountered the silver-backed demon wolf, and were not strong enough, and were brutally murdered in the end.

The silver-backed demon wolf is more powerful than the giant python just now. It is a famous demon beast. It travels in groups, is organized and disciplined, and moves in the forest like the wind. It is very powerful, and its fur is not afraid of ordinary animals. Knives and guns.

If you are alone in the forest and don't have enough strength, and encounter a silver-backed demon wolf, that will be the beginning of tragedy.

Just when Chen Fan arrived, the ears of more than a dozen gnawing demon wolves twitched, and then they all turned to look over.

Even the sound of wind and grass cannot hide their keen hearing.

Phew.

Seeing someone coming, these silver-backed demon wolves did not panic.

One of the particularly strong male wolves even stretched out his front paws and waved his paws at Chen Fan, seeming to be provocative and saying, 'Boy, come here if you have the guts.'

This is contempt and naked provocation.

The scene was extremely strange.

Think about it, a beast hooks its fingers at you and provokes you like a human being. What is going on?

Of course, Chen Fan was not surprised by this either.

After all, all monsters have considerable intelligence. This alpha male wolf is at the eighth level and has become a spirit. His intelligence is about the same as that of an adult.

Of course, just because he is not surprised does not mean that Chen Fan is not angry.

He was a majestic seventh-stage Qigong warrior, with combat power comparable to the Qi Bender realm, yet he was defied and provoked by a monster beast. Anyone else would be furious.

Of course, the premise is that the strength must be sufficient.

If he was not strong enough, let alone being provoked and angry by this beast, it would be Amitabha who could escape.

"The beast has turned into a spirit!"

Chen Fan also scolded the silver-backed demon wolf when he faced the provocation.

The demon wolf naturally understood, and immediately became furious. He roared up to the sky, grabbed his claws forward, and a ball of wind condensed into a wind blade, whizzing and whistling all over the sky.