This mountain range is very huge, with a radius of millions of miles.

In this mountain range, all you see are ancient trees, and all you hear are tigers roaring and apes crying.

Standing on the auspicious clouds and feeling slightly, Luo Fan felt that there were countless powerful creatures in it.

Although this mountain range is located in the wilderness and is not the core civilization of this dream world, it is also the mountain range in this dream world. The living creatures in it naturally follow the basic rules of this dream world. Even the ants in it are also innate Daluo-level existences.

And among these countless innate Daluo cultivation, there is a breath that appears and appears faintly.

Although this aura is extremely obscure and extremely difficult to detect, the restrained way alone is definitely not something that the innate Daluo practice can do. According to Luo Fan's slight calculation, that existence is at least at the level of quasi-saint's small success or above. Perhaps it is the peak of small success, or perhaps it is the middle success of quasi-saint.

But no matter how profound the Taoist state is, it is at least impossible to be stronger than Luo Fan. After all, if his Taoist state is stronger than Luo Fan, then Luo Fan will never be able to sense his restrained aura.

"The man was in this mountain range. The little woman came here to collect a kind of Ganoderma lucidum grass. When the man saw it, he didn't know why, after asking a few questions, he didn't say anything, and just started to do it. The little woman was not strong enough, but he almost wiped it out with one easy move. Fortunately, for some reason, he didn't really kill me. The little woman was able to support her master to help her life." Yan Yuan said with lingering fear.

"So that's it." Luo Fan nodded, but he understood slightly what was going on.

As soon as the thought moved, his breath was released into the mountain range in a cone shape. At this moment, he was able to perfectly exert the power of his great success in the Tao. This breath was released in such a way, which almost made the entire mountain range slightly distorted, as if it was about to collapse and turn into nothingness.

And because he emitted his own breath in a cone shape, although Yan Yuan was by his side, he did not sense the breath at all. He was not affected at all.

At the moment when this aura enveloped the entire mountain range, a violent aura rose into the sky and directly hit the breath released by Luo Fan. This aura that soared into the sky was exactly what Luo Fan sensed before. Yan Yuan didn't feel the introverted aura at all, the aura that was above the quasi-saint's small success.

This aura collided with the aura emitted by Luo Fan, and instantly produced a shocking shock. An extremely strong shock wave spread out from the place where the impact was generated, creating a space ripples visible to the naked eye, making the void within a radius of tens of millions of miles seem to be twisted and twisted by a huge palm.

Although Luo Fan's aura was stronger than that, it was scattered to the entire mountain range, but it seemed a little dispersed. Although the new-born violent aura was much weaker than Luo Fan's aura, it concentrated and directly bombarded some important points of Luo Fan's aura. One rose and the other fell, but it turned out to be equal to each other. Luo Fan's aura did not disperse the violent aura, and the violent aura did not have the ability to counterattack Luo Fan's aura.

Fight with the help of breath. This is OK at the beginning, but it is a bit unrealistic to defeat the opponent by virtue of it.

Therefore, Luo Fan saw that his breath had already drawn out the existence of the quasi-saint's small success, so he took the opportunity to collect his breath and stood on the auspicious clouds and waited.

A short while later, a long roar soared into the sky from the mountains.

Then, a large dark cloud rose up and finally appeared in the void that was as high as Luo Fan, and could not condense.

The dark clouds were quite huge, with a radius of thousands of miles. In comparison, the auspicious clouds standing by Luo Fan and Yan Yuan were as small as sesame and table tennis.

There was not only one figure above the dark clouds, but densely packed with tens of thousands of figures.

Among this figure, standing in front was a middle-aged man who looked quite thin. Behind this middle-aged man, there were more than a dozen young men lined up. Behind these dozen young men, there were tens of thousands of strange beasts.

Among them, Luo Fan knew that he was the one who had just collided with his breath, and was also the strongest existence in the entire mountain range, with a quasi-saint of more than quasi-saints. Although the dozens of young men were much weaker than him, each of them was the first quasi-saint, that is, they had entered the quasi-saint realm, and were many times stronger than the ordinary innate Daluo cultivation. As for the tens of thousands of strange beasts behind, each one was just a innate Daluo, but the aura emitted was intertwined, and the power was greatly increased, and it was countless times stronger than the gathering of power they originally had, and it was enough to participate in a quasi-saint level battle.

"How could it be you?" The thin middle-aged man in the lead showed doubt on his face and said.

"It seems that I am not the one you are waiting for." Luo Fan smiled and said.

"Hmph, I didn't expect this woman to find someone else to stand out for him. She was really miscalculated." The thin middle-aged man said in a very resentful manner.

"Haha, this fellow Taoist is wrong. I did not come here to stand up for Yan Yuan. It was just that Yan Yuan suffered a lot of injuries, so I came to learn from fellow Taoist fellow Taoist, hoping to see the fellow Taoist fellow Taoist again." Luo Fan did not ask who he was waiting for, but directly spoke out his purpose.

This is what he intended to do. It doesn't matter to him whether he believes it or not.

The middle-aged man frowned, obviously not obeying what Luo Fan said. However, at this time, this man had already come here and oppressed his breath so unbridledly that he could not remain indifferent.

His thoughts moved slightly, and he snorted blankly, saying, "I'm sleeping in the widow, I don't know what friends call me?" Luo Fan called him a fellow Taoist, so he naturally called Luo Fan a fellow Taoist. This is how monks interact.

"Luo Fan." Luo Fan laughed and just said his name.

"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Luo Fan. Since fellow Taoist is determined, I will naturally not be stingy with the means. I don't know what my friend plans to do?" Na Shui Wang said lightly.

"Nothing else, I'll do it once." Luo Fan smiled.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Shuiwang, and there seemed to be a charm that was indeed as expected in the cold light.

"Then, I'm not polite." Na Shui Wang said in his mouth, raising his hand. The dozen young men behind him, tens of thousands of strange beasts behind the young men, each trembled, and infinite power emanated from their bodies, and in an instant, intertwined with the dark cloud under their feet.

The dark cloud was added by these tens of thousands of powers. It became several times richer in an instant, and even the thickness suddenly increased by several times.

The thickness of this thickening does not only increase downward, but increases in both up and downward directions on average. The Shouwang and the tens of thousands of creatures behind him are directly wrapped in dark clouds.

Shou Wang himself has become a quasi-saint, which is equivalent to the realm of the Tao. Although his Taoist practice is not as good as Luo Fan, it is only as good as the realm of the Taoist. However, such a realm is enough to make him feel Luo Fan's terror, and he understands that Luo Fan in front of him is a supreme existence that is far stronger than him.

For monks, facing an existence that is stronger than themselves, it is naturally impossible to carry forward the fighting spirit of defeating the strong with the weak, but will try hard to exert all the power that can be used to bring closer between themselves and their opponents.

Therefore, at the beginning, Ju Wang directly gathered all his power, that is, the power of tens of thousands of creatures behind him, in one place, so that the power he mastered was greatly improved, and finally reached a state that could be comparable to Luo Fan.

Faced with the method of gathering power by the monk, Luo Fan saw it. Although he had countless interruptions, he did not take any of them.

After all, he came here to see the mystery that was realized from the trend of the times, not to kill this Shouwang. In this case, the more the Shouwang can exert his own power, the more he will naturally fit his wishes.

After the dark clouds thickened several times, they gradually began to shrink.

As it contracted, a violent aura grew at an unexpected speed. It gradually scattered out of the dark clouds.

This breath is essentially the same as the previous breath that collided with Luo Fan, but it quickly increased its intensity to a point that surpassed the previous breath of the wicked beast.

Even Luo Fan felt that his mind was trembling slightly in front of such an aura.

As soon as this feeling appeared, Luo Fan realized that after the Shuiwang condensed the power of tens of thousands of creatures, if it were in terms of power, it would be stronger than himself.

Understanding this, Luo Fan did not feel worried, but instead showed a faint smile on his face.

"If there is no special method to control it, there will definitely be many flaws. Let me see what method you use to eliminate these flaws." This was the thought that flashed between his mind and thoughts.

"Senior Master, interrupt him quickly. If you continue to improve like this, his strength will probably be irresistible!" At this moment, Yan Yuan next to him finally couldn't help speaking.

"It's okay, just when his strength is improved, I can see his methods. If it were like this before, there would be no threat to me at all, so how can I see his methods?" Luo Fan smiled and said.

Although his calm and composed expression did not completely dispel Yan Yuan's worries, he gave her some comfort and calmed her expression. He was no longer as nervous as before.

As they spoke, the dark clouds that were originally thousands of miles apart had been compressed to a height of ten feet.

The dark clouds of thousands of miles apart were compressed to such a state, and the multiple of their compression was imagined. At this moment, the dark cloud had already turned into an extremely dark black crystal, floating there, as if attracting all the lights between the heaven, earth and the universe into it, making people feel that they could not come out when they look in.

The black crystal was constantly twisting and changing, and finally formed a middle-aged person of ten feet high or so.

It was the appearance of the Shou Wang. Except for the dark color and the height of ten times, there was no difference between everything else.

When the change stabilized, a breath that was ten times stronger than Luo Fan directly pressed towards Luo Fan.

Faced with such an aura that was ten times stronger than him, Luo Fan's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and pointed it gently, and a subtle force rushed out of his hand, shaking gently in the void, and directly cutting into a certain position of the aura.

Although this power was extremely weak, the position he entered was extremely mysterious. With a slight shock, the aura that was ten times stronger than him directly passed by him, like a waterfall blocked by a reef, and directly bypassed him and by the Yanyuan behind him. It did not have any effect on them.

"Although most of the flaws have been eliminated, the multiple condensation is multiple condensation, which is always different from the aura of a single person, and there is still a difference in cohesion degree." Luo Fan sighed, as if very disappointed.

"Hehe..." The young man who was like a 10-foot high school girl sneered strangely, "This breath is just a way for me to vent my emotions. Do you think I would want to treat it as a main attack?"

As he said that, he had arrived at Luo Fan's head in a flash, raised his hand and punched Luo Fan.

This speed is simply beyond time.

The power even surpassed the space. In an instant, the space where his fist passed by twisted into countless space powder, turning into thick fog and spreading out in all directions.

These thick fogs even contain the power of fist power. During the process of spreading out, they constantly erode the space, twisting the space where the thick fog in space passes into space powder. Let the thick fog in space begin to grow stronger at a speed beyond imagination.

Facing such a terrifying punch, Luo Fan's eyes flashed, but he did not sense anything he wanted to sense from it. He was slightly disappointed and raised his hand to block the head.

"Since you don't perform, then let me do it." He went toward this.

There was a little light on the palm of his hand, extremely thin, even the bright red light that he would have ignored if he had not known it.

After the bright red light appeared, although his palm had just blocked his head, it naturally gave birth to an eternal and unchanging feeling. It has always existed above his head forever. There is even a charm that cannot be shaken by time.

Luo Fan's speed is no worse than that of the black crystal middle-aged speed.

As soon as the bright red light appeared on his palm, the huge black crystal middle-aged fist had already hit the palm.

The black crystal is ten feet high and ten feet high in middle age. When he pinched his fist, he looked like a black ball with a diameter of five feet. If compared directly, the size would be even larger than Luo Fan's body.

Such a fist hit Luo Fan's spreading palm. The difference is imaginable.

The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Luo Fan using his palm to resist his fist. He wondered whether Luo Fan had any conspiracy - after all, he was already a quasi-saint, so he naturally would not doubt the cultivator who had a higher level of Taoism than him in front of him would be a combat idiot, and would use his weakness to resist his strength.

Therefore, he raised his vigilance to the highest level, and carefully sensed all the movements on Luo Fan, and prepared to resist the conspiracy that Luo Fan might appear at any time.

But the result was shocked.

Luo Fan did not have any conspiracy. He actually used his palms to resist his fist that was enough to destroy the world.

Moreover, it actually resisted!

The moment the fist came into contact with his palm, Shui Wang felt that his fist seemed to hit a barrier that was born with an inability to break the attributes. An extremely powerful recoil force surged towards him from the contact point, but the palm did not shake at all.

The force used by Shou Wang was the limit that his fist could bear, but the ability of his body to withstand could not be equivalent to that of his fist.

Therefore, when this anti-shock force was transmitted through his fists and his shoulders, he felt that those parts were paralyzed. Then, he could no longer feel those parts. However, he was directly shattered by the anti-shock force, collapsed and disappeared, turning into black smoke, which magnified rapidly, and gradually dissipated between the void.

This process was so straightforward that he felt an indescribable fear.

"How is this possible?! His power is obviously so much weaker than me, why does my whole body not move his palm a little?!" There was only such a thought flashing between the mind and thoughts of Shou Wang.

However, after all, he is not an ordinary mortal, and his reaction speed is extremely fast. Seeing that this punch cannot work, his body naturally reacted. When his body turned, his right foot kicked Luo Fan's chest with the power of shattering time and space.

Luo Fan's palm, which was originally above his head, turned gently and came to his chest.

This time, he did not block there, but handed it forward, grabbing the right foot like a black crystal that kicked him in the chest.

Whether it was Luo Fan's grab or Fu Wang's kick, it just looked ordinary. In fact, the changes contained in them were as numerous as 100 million, and each change was enough to be regarded as a combat textbook.
Chapter completed!