As soon as the killing spear was released, in an instant, the entire space was enveloped in endless killing force with gun patterns.
The sky was filled with densely packed gun marks, carrying a huge killing force and blasting towards the less than twenty people.
"This, how is this possible?"
"How could he have such means?"
The monks felt this scene and their expressions changed greatly.
Their bodies were locked crazily, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move at all.
Regret and despair appeared in their eyes.
powerful.
It's really too powerful.
If they had known that Wang Fan was so powerful, they would never have dared to provoke Wang Fan.
But, everything was too late.
It's too late.
The gun marks all over the sky quickly passed through their bodies, as if cutting their veins, taking away their lives.
When the storm dissipated, the scene was in chaos.
Those monks were not even alive, not even a trace of their bones or blood was left behind.
The monks who had not taken any action in the distance saw this scene and their hearts trembled wildly.
Their faces were all a little pale.
Is this really a monk who came from a barbarian land?
It's only the eighth level of the Imperial Realm, how could it be so terrifying?
Even the most evil ninth-level emperor genius in the land of Luozhou would probably not be Wang Fan's opponent at this moment, right?
What's more, Wang Fan is only at the eighth level of the Imperial Realm now. If he breaks through to the ninth level of the Imperial Realm, who else can compete?
Wang Fan killed all the monks who wanted to rob him, then looked coldly at the monks not far away, and then continued to dig for the immortal spiritual veins.
Naturally, you must not be lenient when dealing with such scoundrels, otherwise you will only get more people to bully you.
Only by showing formidable means and strength will no one dare to think wrongly.
Wang Fan believed that after his killing, no one would dare to trouble him even if he dug out more top-grade immortal spiritual veins later.
His only regret was that those monks died so quickly and completely that they didn't even leave any space rings behind.
But fortunately, there are still immortal spiritual veins that can be dug here, which makes him less uncomfortable.
Wang Fan soon started digging for veins again.
The other monks subconsciously stayed away from him, and no one dared to come closer.
They don't want to provoke a lunatic like Wang Fan.
If they were too close to Wang Fan and were misunderstood as having evil intentions, it would be too late to regret.
Wang Fan dug for several more hours before stopping.
It's not that he has so many fairy veins that he doesn't want to dig out anymore, it's just that he hasn't dug out half of them.
In other words, except for the fairy spirit veins he dug out the first time, all the subsequent hours he dug were in vain.
Wang Fan sighed. He knew that he couldn't force this kind of thing, so he simply stopped digging. And he didn't want to stay here anymore.
He wanted to look deeper and see if he could find any opportunities.
At the same time, he also wanted to find Feng Bahuang and Feng Jiurou. Emperor Fengyun was kind to him. As the descendants of the Fengyun royal family, he did not want to see anything happen to them.
After Wang Fan left, he walked for several days without seeing anyone.
As for Feng Bahuang and Feng Jiurou, he couldn't even find them.
He was a little confused as to where all the monks who entered Luo Canyon had gone. How could he not see any of them for several days?
The land of Luozhou was so big, he didn't believe that the monks who came in were just the ones he saw.
On this day, Wang Fan was running aimlessly when suddenly, his mental power swept across a monk.
The monk fell to the ground with his hair disheveled, and most of his clothes were torn apart. He looked very embarrassed.
In front of him, another monk stepped on his face with his foot, extremely wantonly.
"Bitch, you really can escape. You actually let me chase you for three days."
"Can't you fucking run? Let me run again and see?"
"Originally, I was thinking of letting you accompany me alone, but since you don't know what's going on, don't blame me for being rude."
The monk spoke arrogantly, but midway through his words, his voice stopped abruptly.
He saw Wang Fan.
At this moment, Wang Fan's face looked very ugly, and a raging flame was burning in his heart.
Because the person who was trampled under his feet was none other than Feng Jiurou who he was looking for.
"Who are you? Are you here looking for death?" After a brief moment of daze, the monk came to his senses and began to curse Wang Fan angrily.
But after he finished scolding, he came back to his senses and said, "Eighth level of the Emperor Realm, are you also a monk from that barbarian land?"
At the same time, Feng Jiurou raised her head with difficulty and saw Wang Fan.
Her eyes lit up and she quickly struggled and said, "Senior Brother Wang Fan, hurry up, hurry up and save my brother."
"Save your brother?" The monk sneered.
But before he could stop laughing, Wang Fan had already stepped in front of him and slapped him a few times.
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
There was a crisp slap, and the monk was whipped out, spitting out a mouth full of bloody teeth.
What shocked him even more was that Wang Fan's slaps not only smashed his face, but also destroyed his tendons and even his Dantian had cracks.
"Who are you?" The monk's face changed wildly and he asked in shock.
In his heart, a strong fear arose.
Just a few slaps destroyed his meridians and even split his Dantian. What kind of strength is this?
He had never heard of such a terrifying eighth level of the Emperor Realm.
He really didn't understand how an eighth-level emperor who came from a barbarian land could be so perverted.
"You don't deserve to know." Wang Fan just threw out five words coldly, and then punched him in the head.
The next second, a ball of fire passed by, and the monk turned into ashes.
Feng Jiurou stared at this scene blankly, she couldn't believe her eyes.
Isn't this too perverted?
After not seeing each other for just over a year, has Wang Fan actually grown to such an extent?
"Junior Sister Jiurou, please take care of yourself first, we will talk later." Wang Fan had already looked at Feng Jiurou and said.
Feng Jiurou nodded, quickly set up a barrier, and then went in to clean up herself.
When she came out again, she had returned to her previous appearance.
"You just said you should hurry up and save Brother Bahuang. What happened to him? Where is he?" Wang Fan asked when he saw Feng Jiurou coming out.
Only then did Feng Jiurou remember what happened to her brother. She secretly cursed herself for being so distracted that she forgot about her business, and quickly said,
"My brother is in the Human King Valley. He is surrounded by people. I don't know if something is wrong now. Let's go and take a look."
Feng Jiurou said and ran forward.
However, she just ran a few thousand meters away. As if she remembered something, she quickly stopped and said, "Senior Brother Wang Fan, there are nearly a hundred monks there. If we go there like this, are we going to die?"
"And I heard that they captured my brother just to force the five of us from the Three Kingdoms to show up and then catch them all."
Wang Fan smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter, let's go and take a look. As for catching them all, we have to see if they have that kind of ability."