The System Takes Me to Practice

A terrifying huge explosion resounded hundreds of kilometers in a radius and swept all around with the breath of terror.

Passing along the way attracted the attention of many hidden powerhouses, who cast their eyes in the direction of the explosion, and some monks flew in quickly.

Yongshan City is only three hundred miles away from Tuyuan City, and Guo Yangwen's attention was quickly attracted by the self-destruction of a strong Mahayana.

"This is... the strong are fighting!"

The power of Xing Daorong's self-destruction is equivalent to the full blow of a high-ranking expert in the middle of the Mahayana, so it gave Guo Yangwen an illusion.

After thinking about it a little, Guo Yangwen's spiritual mind moved, and a spiritual incarnation with the cultivation base of the tribulation period appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The avatar of Divine Mind had just appeared, disappeared in the blink of an eye, and flew quickly towards the battlefield.

Just after Xing Daorong blew himself up, a group of people inside the dark night flew towards the explosion site. There, they saw a big hole in the surrounding formation, and the powerful formation covering the entire dark night was faltering, as if it would disperse in the next second.

Soon, the group of people passed through the formation, and then divided into more than a dozen teams, moving in all directions, and fled separately.

As for their allegiance to the Lord of the Palace, they didn't even watch it, or they didn't need to watch it to know the consequences of self-destruction.

The dust caused by the explosion gradually fell, leaving only a large pit several hundred meters in place, and the pit was very deep, reaching at least one hundred meters.

You know, as the foundation of the dark night branch building, it is very hard. Even so, Xing Daorong's blew up still caused such terrible destructive power. I can't imagine what the result would be if someone faced the blew up front?

and many more!

Apart from Da Hang, there is nothing else in the same place. What about Yang Fan?

Leng Bichun gave a squeak in her heart, and her heart trembled, and a bad premonition grew.

"Should that 50-50 be blown to death, right?"

A assassin who was only in the early stage of the fit asked tremblingly, but he knew from his tone that he already knew the answer in his heart.

About a minute later, Leng Bichun still didn't see Yang Fan, even if it was just a piece of clothing.

Boom!

Leng Bichun only felt a chill in her heart, and an inexplicable sense of sadness occurred.

She didn't understand why, she was just curious about that mysterious man, how could she feel such sadness.

While everyone was still digesting the scenes of the two Mahayana battles just now, bursts of air bursts were heard in the surrounding sky.

Everyone raised their heads, looked up, and suddenly their pupils shrank.

I saw that there were dozens of strong men from the previous tribulation period floating in the air.

They didn't have the slightest intention to conceal their cultivation, and looked down at the crowd from top to bottom, which made their group of killers, who were the tallest and only perfectly fit, shiver.

Made! They are all big guys, not one can't afford it!

However, what these aloft people didn't expect was that among the crowd watching the periphery of the Dark Night Building below, there was an unremarkable monk standing in a corner and watching silently.

This person is the incarnation of Guo Yangwen.

As a late Mahayana, he guessed everything at a glance. He was very curious about how strong he was that he could force the Lord of the Dark Night Division to the point of self-destruction.

While Guo Yangwen was still thinking, his expression changed drastically, and he cast his gaze to the side of the big pit, where he felt a strong breath.

Huh!

A figure appeared out of thin air, except for Guo Yangwen, no one else's attention.

That person is Yang Fan.

Observing Yang Fan, I saw that he had restored Ma Xudong's appearance, without the slightest scars on his body, and even the slightest wrinkles on his clothes, as if Yang Fan had not experienced that time of self-destruction.

Finally someone discovered that Yang Fan suddenly appeared, but that person was Leng Bichun.

Leng Bichun saw that Yang Fan was okay, she laughed happily, but she didn't go over, just because she didn't dare, but not afraid of Yang Fan's strength.

As if he was aware of it, Yang Fan suddenly turned around and looked at Leng Bichun. To be precise, he should be looking at Guo Yangwen in the distance behind Leng Bichun. The three people formed a line.

Leng Bichun blushed, thinking Yang Fan was looking at her. But Leng Bichun noticed that Yang Fan's eyes were unusual. He saw that there were three commas around the pupil of Yang Fan's right eye, but his left eye was completely white, as if nothing could be seen. At first glance, it looked a bit like a blank eye, provided that Leng Bichun had been to Earth and had known Hokage.

Guo Yangwen was surprised not because of the abnormality of Yang Fan's left eye, but because of Yang Fan's strength and shocking that Yang Fan was able to withstand Xing Daorong's self-destruction without injury.

The two nodded to each other like old friends. But in Leng Bichun's view, thinking that Yang Fan was greeting herself, she also waved to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan ignored it and directly made a seal, and dozens of shadow clones walked out of the smoke.

Hhhh...

Dozens of Yang Fan chased in different directions, including Yang Fan's deity.

Without changing his face, Guo Yang turned and flew towards Tuyuan City.

At this time, less than 100 kilometers northeast of the Dark Night Building, Tong Lao and the four Shadow Guards fled together. On them, there were some important information and things in the Dark Night Branch of Yongshan City.

These are very important to Dark Night, but they must not fall into the hands of outsiders. For this reason, they unanimously decided to take it with them personally, and others were not at ease.

"Hall Master, you said, that person should have died under the blew of the Hall Master, right?"

Anshi shivered, said.

He is the younger brother of An Jiu, and when he learned that his brother An Jiu had been killed that day, he wanted to kill the murderer himself, but no matter what, the person who killed An Jiu has not found any clues so far. Not only that, even the remnants of the two Lu Clan were not caught.

"I don't know, but it is certain that even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured. Therefore, even if that person catches up, with the strength of the five of us, burning our blood, it may not be impossible to defeat."

Tong Lao was expressionless, as if Xing Daorong's death did not cause any fluctuations in his heart.

The four Shadow Guard's killers felt relieved after hearing this.

What no one noticed was that the hall master in front of them was trembling with cold sweat on his forehead. If there is really a severely injured mid-Mahayana powerhouse to come and kill them. Even the strong in the late stage of the robbery in the heyday is not the opponent of the severely injured mid-Mahayana strong, let alone the five of them together.

The reason why Tong Lao said this was just to appease these four fragile hearts who only had a fit period.

When the five people were flying at high speed, Tong Lao in the front suddenly changed his face, his pupils shrank, and he looked at the top of a tree ahead.