1563: C1563 Cold Moon Mountain

C1563 Cold Moon Mountain

Now that the shed is so simple, although there is no sound in the shed, you can clearly feel the same isolating force, which means everything.

Yang Fann remained calm and had completely trusted what Butcher had said.

He took a few more steps forward, and the scene inside the grass shed became clearer.

The rotten smell was still unpleasant to smell. He saw an orc with its back to him, sleeping on a bed.

His body kept moving up and down, as if he was still dreaming.

"Get up. " Yang Fann stepped forward and shouted at the back of the figure.

When he arrived in front of him, he found an old orc. His body was much stronger than an ordinary Human Clan, but it felt like a candle in the wind when he was in the middle of the orcs.

However, the old orc remained unmoved.

Bang!

Yang Fann kicked the old man's butt.

Bang!

The old man was scared half to death. He immediately turned over.

Then, he leaned against the wall and said, "What are you doing? I only slept for a while. I'll get to work right away. "

The old orc was extremely nervous. He glanced at Yang Fann and naturally saw that Yang Fann had a higher position than him. He said repeatedly.

Yang Fann glanced at his body, but he still remained calm and collected. "Where is the cold spring?"

The old man was immediately dumbfounded. "What cold spring?"

He leaned against the wall and held his head with both hands.

The blood of the beastmen tribes was not completely unified. The difference between them and the demons could be said to be the complete opposite.

The power of the beast race's bloodline was powerful. They relied on mechanisms to make up for the spirit aura cultivation. The demon race was the exact opposite. Their spirit aura cultivation was extremely powerful.

The beast race also had the blood of the beast race that had stepped into the Path of Yao, but when the beast race stepped into the Path of Yao, they could easily change their appearance.

Therefore, there were usually many cultivators who looked no different from normal humans in the demon race.

This old man actually had a pig head. After that, the pig head was so bald that only a few hairs remained. His beard and hair were mostly white.

These were all just small talk.

Yang Fann's expression was calm, and he had already taken out his giant spear.

The giant spear was heaven defying. It stabbed towards the old man. What was the point of wasting time talking to him at a time like this?

The spear hit the pig head. Then, it was pierced through by him. Blood flowed down from the pig's head.

After that, Yang Fann withdrew the spear, and the old man softly fell to the ground.

Yang Fann did not make any sound. He turned around and looked around.

He did not believe that this thing would disappear just like that. The isolation power inside and outside of this grass shed showed everything. Everything else was fake.

Boom!

Suddenly, the ground sank, and the bed and ground seemed to be about to fall into an endless abyss.

Yang Fann could clearly sense that he had entered the endless tunnel of mechanisms.

He didn't know where he was going, but there were gears and bearings everywhere.

The old man's skin suddenly changed. The blood disappeared, and a piece of old skin was peeled off.

An old man was revealed inside again, and it was the same old man from before.

He held a large knife in his hand. When Yang Fann fell, he continued to fall. Strands of mechanism fragments flew over from all directions through the sound of machines firing. Soon, a small wooden platform appeared under the old man's feet.

It was a mechanical technique that allowed him to float in the air.

Finally, the old man floated in the air. He glanced at Yang Fann with a look of contempt.

Without a doubt, this was the Cold Moon Wanshan.

Yang Fann landed on one of the platforms.

He looked around. This was the huge underground region of the Evil Wind Tribe. This was the true strength of the Evil Wind Tribe. He didn't know how many super traps were still hidden underneath. The arrow from the tower above was just a child's play.

"Kid, it looks like nothing special. To be able to recognize this old man, I am no longer an ordinary person. " Han Yue Wanshan humphed coldly.

Yang Fann's expression was calm, "Where is the cold spring?"

Han Yue Wan-Shan looked at him with disdain, "The power of a powerful warrior has its own bearing. You are not bad, but I really can't tell where you have the strength to make me answer every question I ask. "

"Hehe, since you're already so careful with your actions, I think you should be more careful with me, unfortunately I was wrong" Yang Fann smiled.

Cold Moon Wanshan snorted coldly again, "Then I, Cold Moon Wanshan, would like to see. How could I be wrong?"

He moved the giant saber in his hand. All kinds of noises were heard. It was the sound of countless mechanisms being assembled.

Yang Fann looked around, and countless parts were still being sent out by the machine.

Then, the machines were continuously reassembled.

Then, close to him on his left, a lot of mechanical orcs had already appeared.

Those Orcs were either holding axes or knives, and all of them seemed to be filled with fighting spirit.

Super machineries must consume super energy.

And compared to super mechanisms, there was a parameter that was very important, and that was the person with the same combat strength who consumed the least amount of spirit energy.

Without a doubt, Han Wanshan had already reached the pinnacle in this aspect.

The difference between the mechanical beast and the human body was not big. Even if the spirit stones inside were compressed by the machine, the amount of energy stored inside would be limited.

In this case, it just had to display a powerful combat strength that was not proportionate to its body shape.

It already explained everything.

Yang Fann let out a cold snort. His spear swept out like a dragon.

It was aimed at one of the machinists.

The machinist-man only had the desire to fight, and he didn't want to retreat. He forcefully pushed his spear toward Yang Fann.

Boom!2

Yang Fann's spear had already stabbed him into pieces.

Cold Moon Wanshan didn't mind it at all, because the mechanical puppet that had been stabbed into pieces had been broken into pieces. After the parts were scattered, the mechanical parts flew further away and reassembled themselves.

Yang Fann's voice was still the same as before.

He was sure that this thing wasn't weak. The mechanical puppet's materials were all made of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire and earth.

On the other hand, its body did not have any life force, nor did it have a soul. At the moment, even its greatest killing weapon, the Heaven and Earth chessboard, was useless against it.

The sound of the mechanism was heard once again. More mechanisms were about to appear in the air.

Other than the machinists standing on the gears and bearings, many machinists had already developed a pair of mechanical wings that surrounded him from all directions.

The energy of the spirit stones in his pupils locked onto Yang Fann layer by layer.

"Kid, if you can escape from these machinists, I can tell you where the cold spring is. " In the distance, Han Yue Wanshan, who was standing on the wooden platform, said blandly.

However, his eyes were still full of sarcasm.

"Really?" Yang Fann coldly harrumphed.

Cold Moon Wanshan looked at him with an endless smile on his face, but he didn't respond at all.

Maybe it was true. However, he didn't think that Yang Fann had such an ability.

In the Evil Wind City, the endless energy of mechanisms was the foundation of the Evil Wind Division.

If Yang Fann could escape from this place, then he would be fighting against the success of the Evil Wind Tribe. How could there be such a logic?

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