Chapter 4281: strange place

After Wang Fan's cultivation base broke through, this was the first time he had used the Eight Divine Sword Forms, and his power could be imagined.
In an instant, Wang Fan felt that the vast Chaos Qi was pumped out, not only that, but the spiritual essence in his body was also completely pumped out.
In addition, the blood in his body even throbbed towards the divine sword.
Feeling this scene, Wang Fan was shocked.
what 's wrong?
You know, he had used the eighth form of the Excalibur before, but he hadn't seen the situation today, and even the blood seemed to be drawn away.
This does not mean that the eighth formula of the Excalibur has not been displayed, so just play it to death, right?
Wang Fan was horrified and anxious, but he couldn't stop it.
Fortunately, at a critical moment, the Chaos Dao Marks in his body played a role, and the chaotic Dao Marks quickly flowed around along the blood vessels.
In an instant, the boiling blood of the riot gradually calmed down.
At the same time, between heaven and earth, a bright light appeared.
It was a sword, like a divine sword composed of heaven, blooming with supreme power.
The sword light is dazzling, illuminating the world.
There was a hum, and soon, the sound of the sword rang, and the sword fell straight down.
Wherever it goes, the space is like fragile paper, cracking and breaking.
It is true fragmentation. When the space is shattered, all the surrounding objects are all involved in the fragmented space and completely annihilated.
"How is this possible? No, no, how can an emperor monk perform such a terrifying sword?"
Below, Lu Yuan felt this scene and his expression changed drastically.
If his combat power is still at its peak and cultivation base is still at its peak, then facing this sword, there is not much pressure at all.
After all, even if this sword is terrifying, after all, Wang Fan's cultivation base is too low.
The seventh-floor Wang Fan of the Great Emperor, no matter how enchanting his fighting power is, he can kill enemies across several levels, but facing him, the monk who is infinitely close to the eighth-floor Saint Emperor, is in vain.
The gap is too big.
But now, his original cultivation base has already been suppressed, plus he was injured by Wang Fan's Excalibur Type Seven just now, how can he stop this sword.
"burst!"
With an angry shout, Lu Yuan's cheeks quickly became old, a wave of anger rushed from his body, and there was also a drop of blood.
The countless blood and anger were mixed together, and soon a huge blood cell was intertwined.
This is his lifespan vitality, and the blood cell formed by the fusion of essence and blood.
A strong Saint Emperor, using this method to confront the enemy, it can be said that he is desperately desperate.
This is a means comparable to self-destruction, of course, it is slightly inferior to self-destruction.
The blood cell quickly appeared, and accompanied by a burst of words in Lu Yuan's mouth, it shattered.
A huge wave of air soared into the sky and rolled towards that divine sword.
In an instant, the world was dark, and the sound of rumbling was endless, as if the world had entered the end of the day.
Wang Fan's face was pale, and without any hesitation, he had already escaped away.
However, no matter how fast he was, he was hit by the violent impact and smashed heavily on the ground.
On the other side of the battlefield, I don’t know how long it took. When the smoke dissipated, there was nothing more on the scene.
Only the deep pit on the ground with an unknown depth and an unknown diameter.
It was like a bottomless abyss, without a bottom.
With a radius of thousands of miles, the violent air currents collided, and the murderous aura was overflowing.
In the early and middle stages of Emperor Xian, I was afraid that he would be crushed by murderous aura when he stepped in.
"Ahem."
Wang Fan coughed hard, he only felt that he was going to die.
He is really weak.
Not only was he hit harder than ever, but the gods in his body had completely disappeared.
His body was also in tatters, covered in blood, and his bones didn't know how many shattered.
"It's terrifying, in the late Saint Emperor, is it so terrible? Where is this?"
Wang Fangan coughed out a mouthful of blood, looked around blankly, and couldn't help smiling bitterly.
He didn't even know where it was.
He wanted to use his mental power, but he was shocked to find that his mental power was completely useless.
Not only that, but he seemed to have truly turned into an ordinary person, no, even worse than an ordinary person, and he was already unable to mobilize the slightest cultivation level.
Feeling this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but sink into the bottom of his heart.
In his current state, any immortal emperor or monster can kill him.
He no longer remembers when he was injured last time.
Wang Fan wanted to stand up, but he felt pain all over his body and couldn't stand up at all.
He wanted to take out the Chaos Qi to recover, but his mental power couldn't be used, and he couldn't take it out as well.
Wang Fan was about to collapse.
This is how to do?
At this moment, a nice song suddenly sounded, which seemed to be the voice of a girl.
The sound is clear and sweet, and it is very beautiful.
"Folk song? This is, was beaten back to the secular all at once?"
Wang Fan couldn't help muttering to himself, and soon saw that a girl in coarse clothes and carrying a medicine basket was walking toward this side happily stepping on the herbs.
The girl's eyes are very clean and pure, not stained with dirt or dust.
She just stepped on the herbs like that, innocent and cute.
Wang Fan just glanced at the girl, and he felt a little bit of comfort in his heart.
He wanted to check the girl's cultivation level, but he was inferior to ordinary people, but he couldn't see it at all.
"what-"
At this moment, the girl also saw Wang Fan, first screamed in fright, then resisted the fear, and walked over cautiously.
"You, who are you, are you okay?"
She is very nervous, it can be said that she is extremely nervous.
Having lived in the village for eighteen years, it was the first time she saw an outsider and saw such a severely injured person.
Seeing the stranger covered in blood in front of her, she was really a little scared, and her heart was beating very fast.
When Wang Fan heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said silently, "Little sister, do you think I'm like this?"
"Huh?" The girl blushed immediately after hearing the three words little sister.
She stepped forward again and asked cautiously: "Who are you, why did you come to my old village, and how could you suffer such a serious injury?"
Wang Fan glanced at the girl, but did not answer:
"Little sister, I think you are a doctor. As a doctor, the doctor is kind, I'm like this. Don't you save me? Hey, if you don't save me, then forget it, you go."
As Wang Fan was talking, he didn't feel a little bit emotional.
Because he discovered another terrible fact.
That is, he has actually been unable to absorb the divine essence between heaven and earth.
No, to be precise, it is that the gods between the heaven and the earth have been unable to be felt.
what does this mean?
Wang Fan didn't dare to think about it.
Could it be that he really was abolished?
Think carefully.
Also, Bulao Village, what is this place?
Wang Fan clearly remembered that he was only blasted a long distance by the air wave, but he wouldn't be blasted out of the wasteland, right?
Could it be that he, who was blown into the air, was caught in a crack in space and brought here?
Wang Fan didn't know and didn't mind.
He didn't even know whether it was because he had been completely abolished that he couldn't feel the absorption of the heaven and earth divine essence, or that there was no divine essence in this place.