The Blood Crocodile God is not dead, but he is crippled, completely crippled.
There is only a trace of remnants left to escape. Without hundreds or even thousands of years of time, there is no way to recover.
Or maybe, his residual thoughts will dissipate in this vast universe, maybe.
Wang Fan escaped all the way at extremely fast speed.
He didn't know the outcome of the Blood Crocodile God, and he didn't have the intention to know.
All he knew was that the eighth form of his divine sword was simply too terrifying.
When a sword comes out, it seems to destroy everything. This kind of power is hundreds of times more powerful than when it was in Shenxu?
"What exactly is going on? Why did the power of the eighth form of the Divine Sword suddenly become so strong? Is it because of the breakthrough?"
Wang Fan murmured in his heart, he was not very clear either.
Wang Fan ran away all the way, and he didn't know how long it took before he stopped.
After imposing layers of restrictions, he immediately entered a cave to recover.
at the same time.
At the place where the previous battle took place, a figure had appeared in mid-air.
It is Zhuo Wenshan, the ruthless man codenamed Blood Slaughter God.
He just arrived, a step too late.
When he came, the remaining thoughts of the Blood Crocodile God had disappeared, and Wang Fan had also escaped.
At this time, looking at the dilapidated scene, Zhuo Wenshan looked very shocked, with a solemn expression on his face.
Although he did not see the fate of the Blood Crocodile God, he could guess what kind of tragic battle took place here just by the lingering aftermath and the destructive scene.
Such power was definitely caused by the confrontation between two strong men who were not inferior to the eighth level of heavenly realm gods.
Even he may not be able to cause such damage.
"Who is fighting here? Is it the guy who bloodbathed Hongyue City and the Blood Crocodile?"
Zhuo Wenshan looked down and muttered to himself, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
He had been to Hongyue City before. When he saw the tragic situation of Hongyue City and heard what happened in Hongyue City, he was extremely angry.
But when he arrived here and saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"Is the mysterious strong man who suddenly arrived really so strong? If so, can I really kill him? Do you want to continue searching?"
Zhuo Wenshan hesitated a little.
He is a powerful person on the eighth level of the heavenly realm, but he is also unwilling to die.
At this moment, when he suddenly met such a mysterious figure, who was also a ruthless man who was decisive and capable of killing people everywhere, he naturally fell into hesitation, and even had a hint of fear and fear.
What should I do if I catch up with the opponent and not only fail to kill him, but I die in his hands?
He, Zhuo Wenshan, doesn't want to make wedding clothes for others.
"That's all, let's go back to Blood Slaughter City first and see if that person will come to Blood Slaughter City. If he goes, then let's fight. If he doesn't go, I will continue to live this carefree life."
Zhuo Wenshan quickly made a decision, and the next moment, his body became blurred and disappeared completely.
If anyone knew that even a being like the Blood Slaughter God was afraid of Wang Fan, they would definitely be extremely shocked.
If those Shenxu monks knew about this scene, their scalp would be numb and they would have trouble sleeping and eating.
Really having trouble sleeping and eating.
They have invaded the Chinese mainland and have been in control for so long, but now such a ruthless person has appeared. How can they not be afraid?
Wang Fan didn't know that because of his battle with the Blood Crocodile God, he actually scared away the Blood Slaughter God.
At this time, while he was recovering from cultivation, he sighed, "Hey, it's such a pity. I don't know if the Blood Crocodile God is dead. It's such a pity that he couldn't get his space ring."
Wang Fan really felt a little pity. In his opinion, his sword was going down.
The Blood Crocodile God must have cooled down.
But the problem is, it's a bit unpleasant to kill an eighth-level heaven-level god and get nothing at all.
Wang Fan feels very heartbroken every time he thinks of this. It feels like he has lost tens of billions.
"Those trashes in Hongyue City are really poor. Such a small amount of resources are not enough for me to heal my injuries. And that Yue Tianhong is also a trash. As a city lord, he is so poor."
Wang Fan started to complain again and gritted his teeth.
In fact, it is not that Yue Tianhong and others are poor, in fact, those people have looted a lot and are no longer poor.
But the problem is that Wang Fan has a high vision, and he has killed and captured the eighth-level gods in the heavenly realm, so he just looks down upon him.
His combat power is strong now, but if he is injured, it will also consume a lot of money.
Without enough resources, it would be too difficult to recover.
"The purpose of returning to China this time was to go to the Wang family to seek revenge on Wang Batian. Before the Wang family arrived, they got into trouble with those beasts Shenxu, hey."
Wang Fan sighed again.
He is not a sentimental person, but at this moment, he is really sentimental.
He returned to China this time to take revenge.
But now, before Wang Batian's revenge was avenged, he got into trouble with the Shenxu monk. Even he didn't expect it.
Of course, Wang Fan has no regrets.
Because those godless beasts all deserve to die.
Wang Fan was thinking about those messy things in his mind, and the speed of absorbing divine energy was getting faster and faster.
There was nothing he could do about it. This place was in the wilderness and he didn't dare devote himself to cultivation.
After all, he didn't know if the Blood-Slaying God would suddenly come looking for him.
Once he falls into a state of mindless cultivation and the Blood Slaughter God comes looking for him again, that will be a big trouble.
In this way, Wang Fan's cultivation lasted for several months.
In the past few months, the news that Hongyue City was destroyed and the Blood Crocodile God was killed has spread all over the world, once again causing quite a stir.
The destruction of Hongyue City is a trivial matter. After all, the strongest person in Hongyue City, Yue Tianhong, is only at the seventh level of the Caitian realm.
But the Blood Crocodile God disappeared and was suspected of being killed. This is a big deal.
After all, he was a powerful person on the eighth level of the Heaven Realm, a figure who had almost stood at the top of the pyramid.
Such strong men have been killed. How scary is that mysterious man?
In an instant, many Shenxu monks had begun to gather.
Some people choose to leave Shenzhou and return to Shenxu, while others plan to prepare for the next danger.
at the same time.
Many of the local monks in China and those powerful ancient tribes also knew about these things.
Many ancient powerful men were shocked and excited.
They all sent strong men one after another to secretly search for Wang Fan. They all wanted to know who Wang Fan was and at the same time win over Wang Fan.
In such an environment where they are besieged on all sides, it would definitely be a great blessing for them if they could win over such a strong person.
Tyrant City.
In a large hall, the unparalleled and domineering Wang Batian sat high.
Below, a dozen strong men from the Wang family stood on both sides.