Chapter 960: Goodbye old man snake

In the next few days, Meng Fan was arranging himself, fusing his vitality and blood.
After stepping into the third stage of the Xuanyuan Realm, it can be said that Meng Fan's cultivation path has become broader and stronger than ever.
And the habit of the latter over the years is to stabilize itself and anchor the foundation, so the time spent is definitely not small.
And Mu Yuyin also cooperated with Meng Fan's practice very much, sorting out some clothes for him, and preparing some extremely delicate food, but Meng Fan had a pretty good life outside of his practice.
However, this kind of warm scene was directly broken after a few days, because when Meng Fan went out of retreat again, he found that Mu Yuyin... leave without saying goodbye!
Between the peaks, Meng Fan was dressed in a black robe with white hair fluttering, while looking at the mountains in the distance, a complex expression appeared in his eyes.
Before that, he had already felt Mu Yuyin's intention to leave, but he couldn't keep it, and there was no reason for...
In his hand there was a blank paper with a line of beautifully written small characters. It was the letter Mu Yuyin left to Meng Fan before he left. Meng Fan sighed as he swept his eyes.
"Meng Fan, forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. Even if you and I are relieved of the past, it will be awkward to meet in the end, and I am useless by your side, just a drag. I don't want this. You can rely on yourself. Mu Yuyin is also able to become a master of the world... You must know that I suppressed you from a distance a few years ago, but if I did not practice well, I might come to you. At that time, you can... Don’t refuse. Oh me!"
Obviously, Mu Yuyin is going to leave after all, and Meng Fan also understands that even though the latter can become friends with him, Mu Lingtian will eventually die in his hands, and the Heavenly Han Sect that grew up with Mu Yuyin is also destroyed. In his hands, it is impossible for anyone to assume that no such thing has happened.
It is better to forget each other in the arena!
Crushing the envelope in his hand, Meng Fan's eyes gradually calmed down, and he understood Mu Yuyin's pride.
Perhaps one day she will return to the Sifang Realm, and even come to see herself, it is estimated that she has truly relieved everything at that time.
And Meng Fan understands that on the road of his cultivation, he is destined to be lonely all the way. Whether it is the growth of the gods or his killing methods, to break through himself requires the perception of life and death again and again. People can walk with him, even Mu Yuyin can't stay by his side at all.
If you want to kill all enemies in the way, you are destined to pay too much, too much...
"Xiaotian, the peak of the sea of ​​people urges people to grow old, but I am destined to fight forward. This road is destined to be bloody, but I... don't regret it!"
Meng Fan's mouth made a strange arc, and said slowly.
For the latter, this is the obsession of life-long practice. Not to say goodbye to a beautiful woman, just wanting to find Ruo Shuiyi's body is probably the power to suppress everything.
For the latter, no one is destined to be able to walk with him. Perhaps he has a lot of friends beside him, with lonely and arrogant, Lin Tang, and even the Empress, and so on, but he can only rely on his practice. Meng Fan walked out a lonely road of his own.
In the small tower, Xiaotian was silent for a while, and then said,
"Don't worry, I'll accompany you. Even if you are facing the restricted area, it's not that you have been upset without a fight!"
The voice fell, and there was a sense of bravery that made Meng Fan smile slightly, but the look on his face suddenly solidified in the next moment, because two voices came from his ears at the same time.
"Yes, with Lord Bird sitting in town, why do you ask him to try?"
"Yes, he has seen Master Gui's methods... last time... Ah, boss Meng Fan, what are you doing? You killed me!"
There was a burst of miserable howls and laughter from the mountain, which seemed to be so joyful, spreading all over the surroundings. Obviously this time even though Meng Fan encountered his life enemy, there was no giving up and depression.
Even though there is a sky, the forbidden area is a sharp sword that hangs above his head at all times, but for Meng Fan, after a brief silence, it is the only kind of strong fighting spirit.
This was the case for that weak young man who was in Wuzhen. For thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, for Meng Fan, as long as he is immortal, he will eventually have his time to reverse the world.
For the beauty who gave everything for himself, Meng Fan also understands this road of no return... He is doomed to lose!
After packing up, Meng Fan set out again, and his goal was extremely clear, and it was a grand gathering of hundreds of races.
Prior to this, Meng Fan had some concerns about this kind of battle hall. After all, it is the oldest ancient heritage. Once opened, it may attract countless strong people. The existence of the old monster level will Go.
Over the years, Meng Fan has definitely made a lot of enemies. Among his peers, he is eager to fight, but he has to let go of the existence of the old monster level.
So Meng Fan hesitated, but in the words of Xue Dutian, the former clearly felt that there was probably a means to go to the restricted area hidden in the temple of war.
So whether it is Longtan Tiger Lair Meng Fan is going to make a break, naturally he has packed up, changed the route directly, and went straight to the place where the battle hall is, Zhanzhou!
The so-called Zhanzhou is the center of the entire northern group. After countless years, no one has ever been able to shake his position in the northern group. There is only one reason, because it is located in the north. The ancient heritage of the first of the ten forces, the battle hall.
With such a terrifying existence sitting here, even if they force into the Moyun Pagoda and Lingyun Pagoda, they are honest in this place and do not dare to do more presumptuous.
But within a few days, Meng Fan also spent his time on the road. With a clear goal, he was naturally non-stop. Of course, its mount is the first to bear the brunt of the longhair.
For the sake of the side, Meng Fan didn't let the hairfin hide his breath, which caused countless people to marvel at the way he passed.
Even though the entire northern group area is already quite chaotic, especially the long-distance travel is extremely dangerous along the road. Whoever dares to move without strong strength will be pitted even if the Tianyuan realm powerhouse is not careful.
However, there are countless forces that the Longhair sparrow has passed, and the strong have avoided them one after another, as if they saw a killer.
There is no other reason. The Hairy Sparrow has the aura of a Holy Beast, how powerful it is, and who dares to probe the foundation, especially Meng Fan, who is sitting on it, seems extremely mysterious.
A strong man in the holy realm became a mount and flew honestly. This scene did not know how many people were stunned and horrified as they walked along the road.
Naturally, this also saved Meng Fan countless hours. Where did he dare to have mercenaries to disturb him, seeing that the latter were all retreating far away, he was tired of running and having lost two legs.
I have to say that if you don't know the true details of the hairy finches, you must regard Meng Fan as that kind of old monster out of the world. It's really quite... pull the wind!
In seven full days, Meng Fan finally approached a huge plain city, and there was absolutely no killing that Meng Fan had seen along the way, and it seemed to have calmed down.
And Meng Fan also knew that he had truly set foot in this Zhanzhou Prefecture, and the huge city in front of him was the famous Soul Broken City in this Zhanzhou.
Although it is not the base camp of the battle hall, it is already guarded by a large number of battle hall elders, which leads to extremely calm and calm in this area.
Moreover, it is located in a fortress, which is a direct connection between the north and the south. I don't know that it has attracted countless strong people. Even if the base camp of the dark alliance has developed for so many years, it is less than one-tenth of this ancient city.
And the people here are quite abiding by the rules, after all, if they are opposed to Zhantang in the northern group, then they undoubtedly think that their life is too long!
The huge soul broke the city, and people came and went. At a glance, Meng Fan adjusted his figure and put on a black robe, and at the same time put away the hairy bird and the mysterious tortoise.
With these two guys, he definitely wanted to hide himself after entering. Naturally, it was impossible for Meng Fan to let the two guys out. After all, he had to first prepare to explore the reality of the Hundred Races event.
Know yourself and the enemy, and a hundred battles will never end.
Meng Fan stepped on the sole of his foot and followed the majestic flow of people into the soul-broken city. With the latter's body shape now hiding its breath, it can be said to be like ordinary people, especially in this extremely lively Soul Broken City, but I don't know how many people come and go, and no one can notice Meng Fan.
And along with the crowded people, Meng Fan also wandered around in this soul-broken city. It can be regarded as the central city in the northern group, and it is naturally extremely prosperous.
There is a battle hall rule, in which everyone is subject to certain restrictions, and shops along the way are everywhere, and many of the gods and objects placed in it are Meng Fan's heart.
There are quite extraordinary things between these ordinary shops, but there are also some fraudulent behaviors in the gathering places of so many people, but there are definitely a lot of them mixed in.
Along the way, Meng Fan saw that more than a dozen people were already cheated, either buying the wrong divine object or buying low-level exercises at a high price.
"Sure enough, there are rivers and lakes where there are people!"
Meng Fan sighed softly, but in the next moment his pupils shrank, and his mental power suddenly noticed a spot on the street.
At a glance, I found a very sloppy old man on the Long Street talking about words, selling his long sword to more than a dozen mercenaries in front of him, drooling and eloquent, the most iconic thing is On his shoulders there was the shadow of a green snake, spitting out a snake letter, as if it were extremely cute.
Under the eloquent flicker of the old man, these mercenaries were all dizzy. They took out a lot of gold coins into the old man's pocket to buy some scrolls and remnants in his hands.
If they fall into the eyes of ordinary people, they must be able to find the difference between these scrolls and the remnants, because they contain a peculiar aura, which is extremely old.
However, in Meng Fan's eyes, he knew that these were garbage, it was only contaminated with some ancient aura. However, when he looked at the old man with a snake on his shoulders, the corners of his mouth were curved, his eyes shining, big Step away.
"Old sir, how many more are there, I have all included!"
After a while, Meng Fan said boldly.
Hearing Meng Fan's words, he couldn't help making the old man with a snake on his shoulders stunned. He immediately turned around with a smile on his face, thinking that big business was coming, but the moment his eyes stayed on Meng Fan's face.
Even though the latter is already a bit disguised, but it made the old man negative snake look solidified, and immediately screamed a person and a snake on this long street. The tone was extremely desolate and shocked.
"God damn... old man, this is a few generations of blood mold, how can I see you again!!"
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