Urban Madness

In Lost Paradise, Ye Fan led everyone to the last suspended mountain of the Wild Dragon Battlefield, which was already at the end of the battlefield.

"Young Master Ye Fan, there are countless forks ahead, how should we go?"

At the end of the Wild Dragon battlefield, countless forks appeared, as if entering an intricate labyrinth, which everyone did not expect.

Ye Fan walked to the front, looking at the scene in front of him, thinking quickly.

Every fork in the road seemed to have a different opportunity, and he saw countless luck from it.

"Could it be that these forks are the arrangement of everyone's destiny?"

This was Ye Fan's first thought. He had great fortune, and at the same time, he integrated the gods and devil's heavenly way, and the induction of heavenly way fortune was beyond ordinary people's.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these forks are just forks, but Ye Fan can see the different opportunities in them. Is this a choice in life, or is it a deliberate arrangement?

Everyone was panicked, Ye Fan didn't respond after watching it for a long time, which seemed to represent a huge difficulty before him.

"Young Master Ye Fan, I don't think this fork in the road looks like a formation."

Tianji said.

"Yes, this is not a formation, but everyone's fate." Ye Fan said slowly.

"Everyone's fate?"

Everyone was stunned. What did this mean? They didn't understand Ye Fan's words.

Looking at the dumbfounded people, Ye Fan explained.

"These fork roads contain different luck. I think that when you get close to a certain extent, you will feel your own destiny guidance, and there will be a fork road that calls you."

"Young Master Ye Fan, this is too mysterious, is it true?"

"Yes, we haven't seen such a fork in the road, can we still call us?"

"Haha, Young Master Ye Fan, didn't you fool us?"

Although Ye Fan became a leader by relying on his own strength, he was too young after all, at least before these arrogances and strong men, his practice age was the youngest.

It is very difficult for everyone to believe his mysterious explanation.

This was in Ye Fan's expectation, but he was not talking nonsense, because he understood all this by the induction of heaven.

Although it was far away, Ye Fan had heard the call of fate, and a fork in the road was already calling him.

"Everyone, you want to pass the Wild Dragon Battlefield. This is a necessary process. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. When you approach those fork roads, you will naturally understand what I said."

After speaking, Ye Fan walked directly in the direction of a fork in the road.

The people who were full of suspicion were left behind, just as before, with a dumbfounded look.

Their sense of heaven is still too weak, they can't sense these from a long distance, they can only accept passively.

"Haha, what are you waiting for, can you just follow Ye Fan?"

Yuan Ba ​​laughed twice and directly followed Ye Fan's pace.

"Yeah, Senior Brother Yuanba said it well. It's not enough for us to keep up with Young Master Ye Fan. What are we still struggling with?"

"Young Master Ye Fan must be on the right path, he is a man of great luck."

"That's it."

Everyone look at me, I look at you, and in the end, they all agreed to keep up with Ye Fan.

They marched fast, trying to keep up with Ye Fan.

"Da da da!"

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded into Ye Fan's ears, but he only shook his head slightly. He knew very well that no matter how they chased, they would not be able to keep up with his own pace, because he had already entered his fork.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, Junior Brother Ye Fan!"

Yuanba kept calling Ye Fan's name, but he didn't respond. Soon, he fell into the mist.

"how is this possible?"

There was still a clear environment just now, but now it is in a fog. What does it mean?

Seeing Ye Fan's back, disappeared into the mist, Yuanba's heart trembled slightly, he was not afraid, but he didn't understand what happened.

Similarly, other people followed Yuanba's footsteps, trying to catch up with Yuanba, and then chased Ye Fan.

However, what they saw was the same as Yuanba, no matter how fast their pace, they could only watch Yuanba's figure disappear into the mist.

"How is this going?"

"All disappeared?"

More people, even with powerful physical and magical powers, trying to catch up with others, are ultimately powerless struggles. They have gone to anyone's shadow, even the people who were around them before have disappeared.

In the thick fog, everyone walked alone. They were their partners, their masters, and their brothers. They could only move forward on their own strength.

Many monks with insufficient martial arts will begin to look back. They want to find a way back and return to the light.

"Where is the road? No, I came from that place just now. Why can't I find the way back? What does this mean, **** it!"

"What's this, is it? Asshole!"

"No, no, I can definitely come out."

The more they want to find their way back, the more they get lost in this thick fog, gradually losing themselves and falling into madness.

Those who will go ahead find a way out, and those who are weak and lazy can only be lost here forever.

"Damn it, go to hell!"

Those who dare not move forward began to use supernatural powers, wanting to destroy everything and find light, but after all, destruction is not the way forward for light, it can only be self-destruction.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The vitality energy is bursting, and the surrounding dense fog has not changed at all, and has even become thicker. This situation makes the monks who want to turn back into despair.

They continue to release supernatural powers, only to weaken their own strength, and even the call to fork the road has become weaker, and they cannot find their own way.

"Why is this, my life shouldn't be like this."

"I'm going out, oh oh oh!"

Even many monks began to cry, they felt that they might die here and would never be able to get out of these mists.

In fact, the road is ahead, but they have lost their reason and courage.

At this moment, those who marched bravely slowly felt the sound of the call.

The sound was very light, like a bell, but they felt very real, holy like a god, and pleasing.

"It's true, what Ye Fan said is true, great."

"Young Master Ye Fan, really a god, how did he know this."

"There is a voice calling me, I'm here, I'm here."

The brave find their own way, as long as they continue to move forward, they will be able to enter their own destiny and move towards their own future.

And the loser can only suffer for a lifetime, and die naturally in a weak roar!