Fantasy: I have a Mall of Worlds

It has rough skin and thick flesh, and its ability to resist blows is extremely strong. Even a martial artist with seven or eight blood transfers can hardly cause damage to it.

He rubbed Chen Xiaoyu's little head amusedly, and then, Yang Fan and the three also sped up a bit. After a cup of tea, the three came to the entrance of a valley.

At this time, within a radius of one kilometer of this area, many warriors have gathered.

The 32 second-class cities and the candidates for the [-] quotas all gathered here one by one.

It is worthy of being a second-class city, and its background is strong.

Those who got the places were all not weak in cultivation, and the weakest were all at the fifth level of the blood-moving realm.

It is common for people to move to the eighth level of the blood-moving realm. As for the ninth-level of the blood-moving realm, there are at least 50 people.

It seems that this time the secret ruins of Suzaku City were opened, and those second-class cities also spent their money, sending all the proud sons of heaven in their respective cities.

The purpose is to compete for the secret treasures and a large number of resources.

In such a comparison, the three of Yang Fan are a bit out of place.

Yang Fan didn't deliberately stand on the side of Tianfeng City, after all, he was not familiar with it.

This also caused the three of them to stand alone in one place, which was a bit eye-catching.

This caused many people around to focus their attention on them.

"Heh, really any cat or dog can get a quota, the first level of moving blood, the seventh level of body tempering? Is this here to seek death?"

Not long after standing still, a somewhat shrill voice sounded in vain.

Yang Fan frowned, turned his head to look, and saw a fat young man with an aggressive face leading a group of people approaching.

His cultivation base is not high, and he only moved to the sixth level of the blood realm.

Judging by the clothes he was wearing, he should be a person from a second-class city called Shangquan City.

"I heard that a person from the third-class city got the quota this time. These three people acted alone. Presumably, they are the people sent by the third-class city?"

"I don't know whether to live or die. Are the people from the third-class city strong enough to enter this Ruins of the Secret Realm of Suzaku City? Don't just enter and die."

……

The other few people were also full of disdain, and what they said was extremely ugly.

He didn't take Yang Fan and the others seriously.

"A group of bad guys, are they all sick? Did you provoke you? Wouldn't it be better to wait quietly for the secret realm to open?"

Yang Fan was a little speechless. He was ridiculed not long after he arrived, and he began to get a little angry in his heart, and his tone was not polite.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the group of people turned cold.

The fat man stepped forward with a look of anger on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, I am the second son Zuo Qi of the Lord's Mansion of Shangquan City, you are a third-class city guy, how dare you talk to me like that?"

"Before the young master gets angry, get out of here!"

Yang Fan looked expressionless and glanced at the fat man.

To be honest, as far as this fat man's strength is concerned, he really doesn't pay attention to it. Moreover, if this guy wasn't for his status as the second son of the City Lord's Mansion, he wouldn't be able to get the quota at all.

At this time, behind Yang Fan, Chen Xiaoyu's delicate face also sank, and Chen Hai's expression was even more stern, with his fists clenched tightly.

"You're looking for death, it seems that you don't even know who you are unless I teach you a lesson!"

Before the words fell, Zuo Qi was full of energy and blood, he squeezed a chubby fist, and punched Yang Fan.

"Iron cloth shirt covered with golden bell!"

In vain, there was a loud shout, and then, a black shadow flashed and blocked Yang Fan.

Chen Hai's muscles bulged and his veins were exposed, and bursts of crisp sounds came from his body.

boom!

The next moment, Chen Hai was blown away by a punch, and landed hard on the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Chapter 49 Secret Realm Opened

"Is that person a fool? He's only at the seventh level of body tempering, yet he dares to take a punch from the sixth level of blood."

"Hehe, this time, even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured."

When many people saw this scene, they all shook their heads and mourned silently for the figure that was blown away.

But when the smoke and dust dissipated, everyone saw that Chen Hai shook his head, rubbed the hit chest, let out a rough breath, jumped up, rushed over quickly, and blocked the In front of Yang Fan.

"Ha, iron shirt covered with golden bell!"

"..."

It can be seen that many people are stunned, looking at Chen Hai with strange eyes.

As for Yang Fan, his anger surged up at this time, and his expression was icy cold.

"It really gives you a face!"

Without further ado, Yang Fan cast Xiaoyaoyou, his whole body almost turned into a phantom, and he came to Zuo Qi's body in the blink of an eye.

Same punch.

Before Zuo Qi could react, he was hit in the abdomen, and immediately afterward, his whole body was blown away.

This time, Yang Fan used [-]% of his strength.

Half a month before departure, he frantically spawned monsters and practiced in the on-hook practice room. When he came out, Yang Fan's cultivation had reached the eighth level of blood-moving state.

During the half a month on the road, Yang Fan did not slack off in his cultivation, and after devouring a lot of medicinal materials, his cultivation was only a little bit short of reaching the peak of the eighth level of moving blood.

Even if it's only [-]% strength, it's not something that Zuo Qi can bear.

In mid-air, the person even sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood.

With a loud bang, Zuo Qi fell to the ground and spewed out another mouthful of blood.

The energy and blood were instantly sluggish, struggling to reach out his hand, pointing at Yang Fan, and then passed out directly.

With one punch, he was seriously injured and passed out!

This scene shocked the eyes of everyone around.

"You...you are so brave, you dare to hurt the Second Young Master!"

A middle-aged man whose cultivation base was at the ninth level of the Blood Moving Realm hurried over to check on Zuo Qi's injuries, and then, with an angry expression on his face, he turned his head and glared at Yang Fan.

Immediately afterwards, a trace of murderous intent emerged from him.

"I want you to pay the price, die for me!"

After the words fell, the middle-aged man launched an offensive and blasted towards Yang Fan.

"Negative ghost!"

At this time, Chen Xiaoyu's crisp voice sounded, and then everyone saw in horror, a thing without feet, with a dark purple body and a cold aura rising out of Chen Xiaoyu's hand.

Swish!

In the middle of the middle-aged man's rush, the negative ghost penetrated his body extremely quickly.

Then, everyone around was shocked.

"I'm sorry, I've been stealing since I was three years old, and I've been a bandit since I was 12 years old. I killed many women and children. Not long ago, I had an affair with Xiaoli, a maid in the mansion. I really deserve to die. Why am I still alive? Dead never mind……"

The middle-aged man knelt down on the ground without warning, his whole body was extremely negative, and he began to repent non-stop.

This scene made the eyes of countless people pop out.

What the hell, what's going on?what's going on?

What is that thing floating out?

Everyone was stunned.

"Is that thing just now a soul body?"

Not far away, a man with a strong breath, dressed in black and carrying a big knife, his eyes flickered, with a touch of dignity, he whispered something.

Beside him, a woman also looked solemn, and said: "Impossible, that girl is only at the first level of the blood realm, and the soul body. I have heard that only the strong who have reached an extremely high level can leave the body."

"Is it a special ability?"

……

Around, there were many people who were guessing what the Negative Specter was, but to no avail, but this did not prevent them from looking at Chen Xiaoyu, full of curiosity and seriousness.

And Yang Fan walked slowly to the side of the middle-aged man who was still repenting.

With a kick, it was so powerful that it flew out directly.

Rolling his eyes, the middle-aged man also fainted.

"You bastard……"

When the people with them saw this, they were furious and immediately surrounded him, intending to besiege Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan beckoned, and Chen Xiaoyu once again summoned a negative ghost under the shocked eyes of everyone.

Two negative ghosts floated on both sides of Chen Xiaoyu.

When the dozen or so people saw this scene, they stopped instantly, stepped back in fear, and looked at Chen Xiaoyu full of fear.

Chen Hai stood beside Yang Fan like a door god.

"Anyone who wants to die will come, and the next time I make a move, I won't show any mercy!"

A trace of murderous aura emanated from Yang Fan's body, and his eyes were extremely fierce, scanning the dozen or so people.

He actually doesn't want to kill people at this time, but if they still don't open their eyes, Yang Fan doesn't mind killing a few people.

The dozen or so people were obviously unwilling, but seeing the two passive ghosts beside Chen Xiaoyu, they didn't dare to step forward.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and 20 people headed by Qiu Bai from Fengcheng walked over that day.

"Everyone, these three are from our Tianfeng City. If you want to move them, you have to think about the consequences."

Qiu Bai still looked so cold, but his words were full of domineering.

Although they are not familiar with Yang Fan and the three, but anyway, Yang Fan and the three are also third-class city personnel under his Tianfeng City.

In the same camp, and Yang Fan's strength, and Chen Xiaoyu's weird attack method just now, have made them really face up to it.

In the ruins of the secret realm this time, maybe he is a very powerful helper, so he also stood up to help.

But when the dozen or so people in Shangquan City saw Qiu Bai and the others, their fear grew stronger.

Among the second-class cities, Shangquan City can be regarded as the middle and lower reaches, far weaker than Tianfeng City.

So, after struggling for a while, a dozen or so people didn't come forward. A few people ran over, lifted the left relative and the middle-aged man, and left in despair.

"Thank you."

Yang Fan looked at Qiu Bai and the others, also smiled and cupped his hands.

Chen Xiaoyu at the side took the negative ghost back, and together with Chen Hai, stood obediently beside Yang Fan.

"You three really impress me, especially you, little girl."

Qiu Bai shook his head lightly, there was a rare kindness on his cold face, and when he looked at Chen Xiaoyu, he was even more surprised and curious.

"Haha, it's really interesting, little girl, what's your name? What was that move just now?"

That Ma Zhu came up and asked very curiously.

Chen Xiaoyu ignored him.

Yang Fan smiled and was about to speak, but in vain, the ground of this valley suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely vast and obscure wave diffused from the depths of the valley, covering the entire valley in an instant.

Then, everyone was shocked to see that a transparent mask rose from the ground, shining with traces of brilliance.

Everyone could feel that there was a strong spiritual power exuding from the mask and the Huaguang.

But soon, the fluctuation of spiritual power gradually weakened.