Wang Fan remembered the instructions of the senior in white: to keep a low profile, be sure to keep a low profile.
Therefore, even here, he did not want to be in the limelight because he was deeply afraid that he would be noticed and his identity and the woman in white would be exposed.
In that case, he would face not only the Wang family from the outside world, but also monks from foreign lands.
Although the place where Argus fell is far away from here, his reputation is not obvious here.
But who knows whether the strong men guarding here have heard of him, Wang Fan, or whether they have learned the details of Argus's fall through supernatural powers?
These are all unknown and Wang Fan doesn't dare to bet.
"Since you all choose to stay, well, let's make preparations and attack the city tonight and fight our way out of the foreign land."
Seeing that more than ninety people had stayed, the burly monk nodded with satisfaction.
But deep in his eyes, there was disdain and contempt.
Do these idiots really think they are so kind and want to lead them out?
I just want more cannon fodder.
After all, how can strong men like them get out without cannon fodder to distract them?
As for those monks who did not choose to join, but chose to leave, it is even worse now. Is it possible that they have been killed long ago and become prey to strange beasts?
Of course, no one knows the thoughts of this powerful foreigner.
Maybe some people have guessed that they are just cannon fodder.
But now that they have been forced into this situation, they have no choice but to fight hard.
After all, if you don't make an alliance, you will definitely die. Even if you have a narrow escape from an alliance, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Next, Wang Fan and his party stayed quietly in the spaceship, waiting for the arrival of night.
As for the other foreign monks, they did not see it, and the other party did not show up.
Obviously, these foreign monks are also very cautious, not wanting them to know their own strength and fearing that the news will be spread.
In the cabin, someone took out a communication bead and wanted to contact the outside world, but was scolded directly.
"From now on, the communication bead is not allowed to be used. Forget it this time. Anyone who dares to take out the communication bead next time will be killed without mercy."
The cold voice of the burly foreign monk echoed in the cabin. The monk's face changed and he wanted to resist, but in the end he suppressed it.
Only then did they truly realize that they were being watched.
But think about it, something big is going to happen at night, so it would be weird if people didn't keep an eye on it.
If the news leaks out, it will be a disaster.
In the city.
Inside the majestic castle, there was a man and a woman.
There is a man and a woman. The man is handsome, majestic and domineering. There is a king mark between his eyebrows. The prince mark still exudes a faint light, giving people an invisible oppression.
Women are charming, enchanting, and beautiful.
She was wearing a vaguely red dress, and even where she was sitting, she gave people an unparalleled temptation.
At this time, below them, the extremely powerful monk lowered his head, trembling with fear, and did not dare to breathe.
Even though the beauty in front of them was charming and enchanting, they didn't dare to take another look at her.
"Is there still no news about Wang Fan? Lu Cai'er has already left the foreign land. Is there still no news about him at all?"
After a long while, the man's majestic eyes glanced at the monks and spoke calmly.
When the monks heard this, they couldn't help but break into cold sweat and their bodies were trembling.
One of them whispered: "Young Master, my subordinates are incompetent. So far, no trace of Wang Fan has been found. But please rest assured, Young Master, my subordinates will continue to intensify their efforts to search."
"As long as he comes to this area, his subordinates will definitely find him and bring his head to see him."
Hearing this, the man said nothing, but his eyes were a bit colder.
Wang Huang, this is an extremely outstanding person in Wang Batian's lineage.
His cultivation has reached the early stage of Xuan Realm God, and his combat power is comparable to that of the middle stage of Xuan Realm God. He is an absolute monster.
Even if we look at his contemporaries in the entire Divine Realm, he is definitely a powerful being who ranks high.
At this moment, the charming woman said leisurely: "I think there is no need to kill Wang Fan, just capture him."
"He's a direct descendant of the ancient clan. He's still that person's son. I really want to see what kind of person he is."
Wang Yan is an extremely evil person in Wang Batian's lineage. Although she is a woman, she is no worse than any man.
Even the king is not absolutely sure that he can suppress this one.
Moreover, this Wang Yan has a rebellious character and is quite demonic. Therefore, in this divine realm, there are many young and powerful people who have suffered from her.
At this moment, while she was talking, she was licking her beautiful red lips, and her beautiful eyes were blinking, quite seductively.
When Wang Huang heard this, he couldn't help but frown, and said in a low voice: "Yan'er, you are not allowed to act recklessly. Then Wang Fan must die."
Wang Yan said with a smile: "You're here? Why are you here? You really don't care about family ties at all. I'm not as cold-blooded as you."
When the few powerful men from the Wang family below heard this, they couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths and tremble with fear.
They lowered their heads, not even daring to take a breath.
"Ache!"
In the cabin, Wang Fan suddenly sneezed, feeling a little inexplicable and his whole body felt chilly.
"Who wants to kill me?"
He spoke subconsciously, feeling a little confused.
When the people around him heard this, they all looked at him in astonishment, a little confused.
Wang Fan also glanced at those people coldly. Could it be that these people wanted to kill him?
But, can some Huang Realm gods make him feel sensitive?
You know, when one's cultivation has reached his level, colds among mortals no longer exist.
Even if it is just a sneeze, it is definitely not unfounded, there is definitely a reason.
This is the secret feeling that a monk has when his cultivation reaches a certain level.
However, Wang Fan couldn't figure out who wanted to kill him, so he simply stopped thinking about it and became more vigilant.
Late night comes quickly.
The dark night in a foreign land is so dark that you can't even see your fingers.
And it's not like outside. Here, the dark night will not only affect the monk's sight, but also his mental power.
This is also the reason why foreign monks choose to attack the city at night.
The burly monk with a strong physique from before stepped into the cabin, glanced at Wang Fan and others, and said calmly: "Let's go!"
"Before leaving the foreign land, no one is allowed to fight among themselves, no one is allowed to be summoned, no one is allowed to betray, otherwise, he will be killed."
The word "kill" fell, and the aura on his body suddenly suppressed, and the murderous intention was overwhelming.
The peak of Xuanjing God!
Feeling this breath, everyone's pupils shrank sharply.
At the beginning, due to the special nature of the foreign land, the monks from the divine realm had not really seen through the opponent's strength.
But now, everyone has seen through what the other party did intentionally.
The Xuan Realm God is at his peak, a very powerful existence.
Without any nonsense, the group of people filed out and disappeared into the night.