The entire mountains and rivers were vibrating, attracting the attention of many people.
The three people who survived from the outer eight sects felt their hearts skip a beat and looked at each other. They didn't expect that the strong man and Ning Fan would be swallowed up in the explosion.
They all knew that an explosion of this magnitude would cause even the strongest to suffer, let alone the strongest.
At the same time, the two people quickly approached the location of the explosion.
Zhang Yang shouted: "Hua Wude, are you reliable? You will be responsible for the death of someone."
"Stop talking, hurry over and take a look. I hope everything is okay."
After a few seconds of the aftermath of the explosion, the two rushed in immediately, and a pit had been formed here.
At this time, Ning Fan was lying in the big pit with injuries all over his body.
Hua Wuque came to Ning Fan and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Master Dao has made extra preparations. This boy is fine. Take him away quickly and Master Dao will deal with the aftermath."
"Okay, okay, don't get into trouble."
Immediately afterwards, Hua Wuque took off Ning Fan's tattered clothes and threw them on the ground.
Zhang Yang left with Ning Fan on his back, otherwise those people would not give up without seeing any of Ning Fan's belongings.
The two of them left quickly before the smoke dissipated.
As the smoke dissipated, Hua Wuque felt the auras of many strong men approaching.
In addition to people from the Outer Eight Sects, there are also some strong men who were attracted. They may also be here to hunt down Ning Fan.
In a large pit of more than ten meters, Hua Wuque knelt in front of a piece of cloth and squeezed out two lines of tears: "My good brother, you died so miserably, it was my eldest brother who couldn't forgive you..."
..brother.”
Hearing the cry, several strong men frowned. Could it be that Ning Fan was really dead, with only a piece of rag left?
Zuo Xinlan and others arrived and saw Hua Wuque crying.
She was shocked, Ning Fan really could not escape his bad fate and be buried in this hundred thousand mountains.
In addition to Ning Fan's piece of clothing, there were other scattered things, which were all parts of Qin Tuo's body.
"Ning Fan is dead!"
"It is impossible to survive an explosion of this level."
"Immediately inform the head of the family that Ning Fan has been buried in Shiwanda Mountain. We have seen it with our own eyes."
"yes!"
Many powerful people sent messages to their families, and the news of Ning Fan's death soon reached the Imperial Capital.
In the Luo family, after the news came, the head of the Luo family burst out laughing: "Hahaha, okay, this kid is dead, and no one will be able to control my Luo family in the future."
"Is the news true?"
"It's true. Although it was not killed by our people, it was Ning Fan who died together with a powerful person. The explosion was powerful enough to kill an average peak power person, let alone Ning Fan."
"Okay!" The head of the Luo family cheered.
When Luo Banxian heard the news, his heart was very complicated. The man who had a certain fate with him died like this, and he also took away a powerful person.
"Hey, I still couldn't stop it after all."
She has tried her best, maybe this is Ning Fan's fate.
When the Long family heard the news, they were not moved at all. In fact, they didn't care that much about Ning Fan. They just died.
Just saying "I know" proved that they didn't take Ning Fan seriously at all.
In another villa, Ning Tianming learned about this and slumped down on the sofa.