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Yang Fan flapped his wings and appeared behind Li Yuan in a split-second. His fingers shot out a sharp tip.

"Finger of Destruction!"

He pointed out his finger and it pierced through Li Yuan's chest, causing his trembling body to collapse to the ground.

"Ding!" Killing a five star Dou Ling ?

6000 Experience gained,

"Strength + 1"

Li Shaoqing's eyes were filled with fear, and then he angrily looked at Yang Fan who was in the air.

"You actually dared to kill my junior brother. The Eight Desolations Pavilion will definitely not let you off!"

"Eight Desolations Pavilion? "Anytime!"

Yang Fan retracted his wings, and once again landed on the ground. At this moment, no one dared to approach him.

Killing a Dou Ling with a move. This kind of strength was something that the person present possessed.

Yang Fan didn't care about these people, and jumped into the crater alone.

From the side, the Steel Teeth Copper Teeth bit into it, breaking through the barrier.

Below the boundary was the elementary form of the entire relic. Yang Fan didn't wait for the people behind to react and walked in alone.

"He broke through the barrier!"

"Quick, let's go in together!"

Everyone rushed into the ruins. Only the few people from Zi Yi Palace remained calm.

"Li Shaoqing, I, Zi Yiping, will remember what happened today!"

The woman jumped up and entered the ruins, followed by several disciples.

Li Shaoqing looked confused. He had lost his junior brother today and had offended Zi Yi Palace. It would be difficult to maintain the position of the Eight Desolations Pavilion in the future.

"Let's go in as well!"

However, they would not give up on the ruins this time. After all, the treasures inside could nurture and nurture countless genius disciples.

Inside the ancient ruins.

Yang Fan was already walking in front by himself, the inside seemed to be a passage, and the surrounding walls were lit up with fluorescent light, it should be a special crystal.

Hearing the rustling sounds coming from behind them, they were sure that those people had followed them in.

Yang Fan also stopped in his tracks, after all the danger inside was still uncertain, and it was necessary to let some people investigate first.

Concealing his aura, he hid himself in the darkness, quietly awaiting their arrival.

After half an hour, everyone passed by Yang Fan, but no one noticed him.

Only then did Yang Fan silently enter the gloomy passageway, it was very difficult to distinguish who was who.

"Hahaha, darling, here I come!"

More than a dozen reckless people were running in front of them and had already left the people behind.1

"Ah ?"

As soon as those people ran to the front, their bodies ignited with flames as they let out miserable shrieks.

Everyone stopped in succession and looked at the miserable states of those people. None of them dared to take another step forward.

"Wan-Er, take them and follow behind me. Be careful!"

"Hm!"

Just as the fairy from Ziyi Palace finished his sentence, the crystals on the surrounding stone walls began to explode.

If the crystal exploded, the smoke produced would naturally reach the human body.

The narrow passageway was filled with flames and screams of agony could be heard incessantly.

"Come to me!" Zi Yi Palace's fairy called out to her disciples, hurriedly protecting them in front of her battle spirit.

The smoke that landed on Yang Fan's body was like a small witch meeting a great master, it didn't have the slightest bit of damage.

However, the people from Ziyi Palace and Eight Desolations Pavilion were in trouble. Some of the disciples who had followed them were not strong enough, and by the time their bodies were set ablaze, they had already lost their way.

"Quick, circulate battle qi and block the smoke!"

"Wan-Er, run your battle qi while running!"

"Yes!"

Several of the Ziyi palace's disciples had also lost their lives. Yang Fan quietly approached Wan-Er and used his battle qi to cover his entire body.

Shangguan Wan didn't notice, she just followed the fairy from Zi Yi Palace and ran forward.

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