Wang Fan roared crazily, and slashed crazily with the shadow knife in his hand.
At first, he was frantically killing the monsters just to prevent those monsters from getting close and to tear out a bloody path, but later on, he had completely forgotten his purpose.
There was only one word left in his mind, and that was the word 'kill'.
There was only one thought left in his mind, and that was the thought of killing.
Wang Fan soon fell into this endless desire to kill and fell into a strange state.
The thoughts of killing continued to spread from his body, and the violent murderous intent continued to strike out from his shadow knife.
Hundreds of monster beasts fell in front of him, and his whole body was stained red with beast blood.
A gap has been torn apart in the tide of monsters.
It was a bloody road, a real bloody road.
However, Wang Fan didn't seem to see it, let alone rush over with Su Luoyan.
He still stood there, constantly waving the shadow knife and killing those monster beasts.
And on the surface of his and Su Luoyan's bodies, a killing aperture has appeared. Any monster that comes close to that aperture will be directly and ruthlessly strangled.
"The desire to kill, the way to kill?" Su Luoyan's heart was trembling, and her eyes were full of disbelief.
Anyone knows how to kill, and anyone can do it. But the thought of killing and the way to kill are not something that anyone can understand.
This kind of killing thought can also be regarded as a kind of artistic conception.
Only those who are decisive in killing, have a strong desire to kill, and have a deep understanding of killing can have a very small chance of comprehending this kind of Taoism and this kind of artistic conception.
And once you understand the idea of killing, your strength will be far from comparable at the same level, and your future achievements will be limitless.
Countless wonderful people, who have experienced countless lives and deaths, and experienced countless killings, have never been able to comprehend this kind of Taoism. However, now Wang Fan has achieved it.
What kind of experience did Wang Fan have to realize this kind of Taoism?
Su Luoyan was trembling in her heart.
She knew that the reason why Wang Fan was able to understand the idea of killing was not because of the endless group of monsters in front of him, but because of his experience and his understanding of killing.
The group of monsters in front of him only gave him an opportunity.
Wang Fan had never heard of the idea of killing at all, let alone knew that he had understood the idea of killing.
He was just in his own consciousness, frantically killing the group of monsters.
He only had one thought, and that was to kill!
Anyone who dares to stand in his way will be killed!
Gods will kill gods if they stop them; Buddhas will kill Buddhas if they stop them; demons will stop them and they will be destroyed!
Under this endless killing, swarms of monster beasts fell down, and the endless corpses of monster beasts even piled up into several hills.
The entire sixteenth floor was completely dyed red with blood, and the area where it entered the eyes was red.
At first, those monsters were still filling in and attacking. But later, they finally became afraid and fearful.
Their intelligence is already extremely high and is not weaker than humans, so naturally they will not die like wild beasts.
What kind of human being is this? He obviously has less strength than the Holy Realm, so why is he so terrifying?
Whizzing!
Several blades flashed past, and countless demonic beasts were hacked to the ground. At the same time, the other demonic beasts finally stopped hesitating and dispersed in a rush.
They flashed crazily and retreated back, no longer daring to stand in front of Wang Fan.
However, they wanted to escape, but Wang Fan did not want to.
Almost as soon as the monster retreated, Wang Fan jumped up and started a crazy pursuit.
A person is actually chasing endless monster beasts. Just thinking about this scene is a bit shocking.
In particular, among the monster beasts, there are also terrifying beings at the semi-saint level.
"Wang Fan, Wang Fan." Su Luoyan saw this scene and knew that Wang Fan had completely fallen into the endless apology of killing, so she quickly reminded Wang Fan.
However, Wang Fan ignored them and continued to charge towards those monsters.
The monster beasts looked at this scene and were completely frightened, even the dozens of semi-saint level monster beasts.
They roared and screamed continuously, and the semi-holy beasts began to speak human words.
"If you want to enter the seventeenth floor, you can go up by yourself. We have given up trying to stop them, so why are you still chasing them so hard? Is it possible that you will kill them all and you will never succeed?"
However, Wang Fan simply ignored their voices and continued to kill.
Seeing this scene, Su Luoyan quickly said loudly, "If you don't want to die, you should quickly disperse your thoughts of killing him, otherwise, no one will be able to save you."
She spoke out about the sect, even though her strength was not there, and even though she had never seen anyone who understood the idea of killing, she still knew some secrets.
When those monster beasts heard this, they were stunned for a moment and quickly suppressed their murderous intent.
Almost when the killing intent in them completely disappeared, Wang Fan also stopped killing.
He stood in mid-air, his eyes empty and blank.
After a long time, this emptiness and confusion gradually dissipated, and clarity returned.
Wang Fan looked at the endless corpses of monster beasts in front of him, and his heart was filled with shock.
When did he become so strong?
But he soon realized that he had fallen into some kind of strange mood.
Thinking back to that artistic conception again, he felt a little scared.
The artistic conception of killing, that turned out to be the artistic conception of killing!
In that artistic conception of killing, he seemed to have completely lost himself, and only killing was left in his mind.
Wang Fan became a little worried, he never wanted to fall into that kind of mood again.
He was afraid that he would become an opportunity that only knew how to kill, regardless of friend or foe.
"Don't worry, you won't be swayed by killing, nor will you lose yourself and kill your relatives in your artistic conception."
"Because in the murderous mood, your murderous thoughts will only be directed at those who have murderous intentions towards you. As for your relatives and friends, I don't think they will have murderous intentions towards you."
Su Luoyan seemed to know what Wang Fan was worried about and said softly.
Only then did Wang Fan realize that he had not harmed Su Luoyan. Apparently what Su Luoyan said was true.
"Thank you, senior sister, for clearing up the confusion." Wang Fan nodded, feeling relieved at last.
Senior sister?
Su Luoyan's heart trembled slightly, and her eyes were a little sad.
Wang Fan did not stay on the sixteenth floor for long, and soon took Su Luoyan to the seventeenth floor.
The seventeenth floor of Zhentian Tower is completely different from the sixteenth floor.
There are no endless monsters here, there are only one person.
This man has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary build, nothing out of the ordinary.
However, his hands, feet, and even his neck were chained with arm-thick iron chains.
The iron chain stretched across the sky, extending into the distance, and it was impossible to know where the end was. Even Wang Fan's mental power could not scan where the other end of the iron chain was.
If Wang Fan hadn't met Ye Nantian, he would even suspect that this person was the suppressed Ye Nantian.
"It has been countless years, but I never thought that there would actually be someone who could climb the seventeenth floor."
With a sigh that seemed to come from ancient times, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Wang Fan and Wang Fan who had entered the seventeenth floor.
His eyes were full of vicissitudes of life and full of sadness.