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A few days later!

Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes, this sleep was really peaceful, and he instantly recovered his spirit.

"AHH!"

Yang Fan stood up, moving his body, as if he felt different than before.

"Damn, nine ?" "A nine star Dou Wang!"

Yang Fan didn't dare to believe it. Previously, it had been seven stars. Although it wasn't far from eight stars, he didn't expect it to be nine stars in such a short time.

Feeling the surging dou qi in his body, this was a true expert. Yang Fan once again spread his wings, and compared to before, he indeed became stronger.

"Hahahaha, Li Shengxian, let's see how you are going to kill me now!"

"This is bad!"

Not far away, there was a wave of oppression. Yang Fan had predicted that there would be danger. This kind of oppression surpassed that of a Dou Huang.

"System, analyze the east side!"

"Master, one Dou Zong and three Dou Huangs!"

Yang Fan concealed his aura and used the Soaring Wind Steps to travel through the forest. With so many experts here, it was definitely not a coincidence.

There was only one possibility.

Eight Desolations Pavilion ?

"System, towards the direction of Dragon Ox Imperial City!"

"Three hundred miles behind us!"

Yang Fan's body stiffened, and cursed in his heart: "What the hell, after running for half a day, I still want to go back!"

"Yes, master!"

"Motherf * cker, Eight Desolations Pavilion!"

Yang Fan cursed until he lost his voice before stopping.

He quickly took out a few common cloths from the system's storage space and changed his clothes. Then, he rummaged through the soil a few times. At the same time, he carried a bamboo frame on his back, which contained a few ordinary herbs.

From the looks of it, Yang Fan was just an ordinary herb picker, dirtying his face with dust. This way, he would look even more similar.

As he slowly walked towards the back, all he needed to do was to get away from the people of the Eight Desolations Pavilion.

Ten minutes.

Yang Fan had only walked less than a mile, this kind of speed was indeed very suitable for now.

Rustling sounds came from the sky above the forest, and then they arrived in front of Yang Fan.

"Patriarch, there's someone here!"

"Hey!" "Come here!"

Yang Fan stopped walking and slowly walked over. These people were indeed from the Eight Desolations Pavilion, but fortunately, Li Shengxian was not inside. Otherwise, he would have definitely recognized them.

Yang Fan lowered his voice, acting respectful as he said, "Seniors, what is it?"2

Among the four of them, the oldest carefully sized Yang Fan up, but then shook his head and denied, "He's just an ordinary herb picking slave, let him go!"

"You can go!"

"Oh!"

Only then did Yang Fan slowly walk into the distance. The effects of concealment were not something that these people could see through.

Yang Fan secretly laughed. The intelligence quotient of these people was quite problematic.

"Damn it, where did he go?!"

"The direction that Senior Brother is talking about is over here!"

"Then why don't you go and find him? This young man has killed the new generation of the Octoterra War God, and now he's killed your previous generation's Eight Desolate War God. If this goes on, what face will the Eight Desolations Pavilion have left?"

"Patriarch, don't be so anxious! Let's go look for him right away!"

The four of them flew in the opposite direction from Yang Fan. At this time, Yang Fan had already left with the Soaring Wind Steps, so even if they detected him, they wouldn't be able to catch up.

Two hours!

Yang Fan spread his wings and flew in the air. His current speed was indeed many times faster than before.

However, just as he was flying up, a figure came out from the ground. "Yang Fan, run over there!"

He turned around and stopped. It really was Li Shengxian.

"Damn, you can even recognize this?"

"Hahaha, even if you turn to dust, I recognize you. I've been waiting for you in this place that I must have been in for so long, and now you've finally arrived!"

"Just you alone?"

"How much more do you want?"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth rose, as he shook his fist, "If it's just one person, then..."

"Forever's Frozen Domain!"

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