Chapter 2109

Wang Fan didn't dare to go far. Just as he left the area destroyed by the fighting, he stopped.

He resisted his weakness and used his mental strength to make a careful investigation around him for a long time. After he was sure that there was no danger, he found a relatively hidden place and opened up a cave to get in.

After Wang Fan settled down in the cave, he was relieved.

He took a few deep breaths to calm his mood. Then he took out the elixir and began to recover.

When Wang Fan recovered, he didn't know that an old man in gray clothes, who could not see his age, appeared in the previous battle area without a sound.

The old man's face was pockmarked, as if he had been bitten by insects, which was very penetrating.

He frowned and turned around the scene for a few times. There was a cold light in his old eyes. "More than 20 puppets were destroyed in this way. It's really hateful."

"Don't let me find you, or I will make you into a top puppet."

The old man murmured angrily and swept out madly.

Just a few minutes later, he reluctantly took back, rather unwilling to leave here.

He got nothing.

As a matter of fact, his spiritual power has swept Wang Fan's cave.

Only because Wang fan arranged the border, and he had a preconceived idea that Wang Fan had fled to a far place, he didn't think that Wang Fan would dare to hide there, so he didn't notice it under negligence.

In the cave, Wang Fan just began to practice and recover. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was a surprise in his eyes.

He noticed that a very strong mental force swept over, but without stopping, he swept over directly.

With Wang Fan's perception, we can naturally perceive that the master of spiritual power has at least reached the second level of Zunjing, or even higher.

Such a strong man, let alone him at this time, even in a subversive state, may not be an opponent.

Wang Fan secretly called for luck. Fortunately, he escaped fast and hid fast. Otherwise, he might have been locked now.

At the same time, he was also shocked, how could there be such a terrible strong man in this ancient mountain range.

Is this man the same as him, a monk who came here to search for treasure, or is he just like a zombie puppet?

There is no answer in Wang Fan's mind.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Wang Fan didn't think much about it. Instead, he took the time to recover.

Time is pressing, the most important thing is to restore strength as soon as possible.

The strength of the old man in grey gave him a sense of crisis.

In the twinkling of an eye, half a month has passed.

After half a month's cultivation and recovery, Wang Fan's strength has been completely restored to the peak, and he is still a step further. There is only a trace left from the eighth floor of the kingdom.

He believes that with the resources in his hands, if he devotes himself to cultivation, he will be able to step into the eighth floor of the Royal realm in no more than one month.

Of course, he doesn't have two months to practice.

He also wants to go deep into the ancient mountains and the border that Miaoshi said.

He wanted to see if there was something strange in the border and if there was a holy treasure in the world.

For Miaoshi's daughter, Wang Fan didn't hold much hope that she was still alive.

After all, no matter the zombie friars or the mysterious monsters, they are enough to make the old man's daughter disappear.

If the other party is still alive and happens to be met by him, he can take it back within his power. But if the other party dies, or he can't help each other, there's no way.

Wang Fan thought so in his heart, after confirming that there was no danger, he walked out of the cave carefully, and then sacrificed the spaceship and left here quickly.

He galloped all the way to the border of Miaozhi map.

Along the way, Wang Fan also met several powerful monsters.

However, those monsters, after perceiving Wang Fan's cultivation, were unwilling to retreat and did not attack him again.

Wang Fan wants to kill those monsters, but the other side is determined to retreat, and he also has no ability to force the other side to stay.

After all, whether it's noble martial arts or killing short guns, it's too much of a consumption of aura.

In this dangerous ancient mountain range, Wang Fan will not do it easily until he is forced to do so or when he is in a critical moment of life and death.

More than ten days later, Wang Fan finally came to the place where the border was.

At this time, 80% of his clothes have been dyed red by blood, and even some places have dried up.

His hair was already disordered, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he looked rather embarrassed.

All this was caused by fighting with monsters all the way. Because of the frequent fighting, Wang Fan didn't change his clothes.Wang fan stopped when he was several kilometers away from the boundary. He walked out of the spaceship and looked at the complicated and profound boundary in front of him with solemn eyes. There was a shock in his eyes.

At first sight, this border is set up by super strong people. It's impossible for a top-level array master without advanced cultivation to set it up.

No matter the level or the depth of the boundary, it is far beyond the transmission array leading to the outside secular world.

Wang Fan just stared at the border for a long time, then deep breath, stride toward the border to fly in the past.

When he was about one kilometer away from the border, he suddenly felt a huge push.

The thrust swept towards him crazily, as if to stop moving forward.

Wang Fan felt the thrust, his eyes suddenly cold, and his aura surged out of his body. He cried out, "open it for me!"

With his voice, the overwhelming aura in his body surged out, squeezing the thrust madly, and the whole person moved 500 or 600 meters in an instant.

After five or six hundred meters, the thrust seemed to be the strength of Wang Fan, which was recognized. It disappeared quietly. In a moment, it disappeared completely, and it was no longer felt.

At the same time, at the border in front of Wang Fan, the light curtain began to creep slowly, and soon formed a light door.

Guangmen shimmered, emitting a dazzling light, but behind the guangmen, it was dark, and nothing could be seen at all.

"Where is this? Shall I go in?" Wang Fan looked at the darkness behind the light door and couldn't help frowning.

But soon, he became firm up, "come all come, if you don't go in, isn't it a pity, I'd better go in and have a look."

"Such a boundary must be arranged by the supreme power. Maybe there is a holy treasure in it."

Wang Fan murmured in his mouth and slowly lifted up his steps.

Before long, he had already stepped into the light door and completely disappeared here.

At the moment of Wang Fan's disappearance, the light door suddenly bloomed a bright glow, and then slowly disappeared.

Soon, everything returned to calm again, the light door, as if it had never appeared.

After Wang Fan stepped into the gate of light, with a twist of space, the old man in grey who couldn't see his age suddenly appeared here again.