"Is this where the ruins of the **** of the earth are located?"

A monk looked ahead and couldn't help but ask.

Where are the ruins, it is simply a bare mountain range, but there is a hazy cave dwelling in the depths of the mountain range.

Wang Fan was also stunned: "Sister Qiu, are you sure that it is a ruin? Can we get the chance inside?"

It wasn't that Wang Fan looked down on Qiu Ying, but there were simply too many monks here.

Those monks were like locusts, rushing towards the depths of the mountain range, and looking at it, it seemed that they were afraid that they would be late and would not get anything.

Even the original cultivator's principle of doing it when they meet is irrelevant.

Qiu Ying's flaming red lips couldn't help twitching slightly: "This, this, it's all here, let's go in and have a look."

She was also speechless in her heart, because there were really too many monks here.

With so many monks, a dozen of them, it is almost as difficult to get the chance inside.

In fact, Wang Fan wanted to leave for a long time. To be honest, Wang Fan really didn't look down on the ruins of the cave dwelling of the gods.

It's just that he came, and Qiu Ying helped him, so he stayed.

The group did not talk nonsense, and headed towards the depths of the mountain range.

Qiu Ying has always been by Wang Fan's side, but it's not that Wang Fan's protagonist's charm exploded, which made Qiu Ying fall in love with Wang Fan.

It's just that the monks here, only Wang Fan's eyes looking at her, without such evil thoughts, made her the most comfortable.

The rest of the cultivators, even the two Profound Realm Gods, looked at her with fiery eyes.

Wang Fan didn't say much about this.

He was not familiar with the others, let alone friendship, but he was very grateful to Qiu Ying.

Moreover, although he seems to have a low cultivation base, he is really not bragging. If he really talks about his ability to save his life, he is definitely the strongest among these people.

Therefore, following him is the safest.

Before long, the group had already reached the cave.

The cave is very huge, and the mental power can't be swept to the end, and there is no formation restriction outside.

However, in the cave, countless monsters rushed out. At this moment, those monsters were already fighting with the surrounding monks.

"Junior Sister Qiu, come to our side, we will protect you."

Seeing this scene, the other two Profound Realm gods immediately said to Qiu Ying.

Qiu Ying glanced at them and shook her head slightly: "It's okay, I can just be here."

When the two cultivators heard this, their expressions were a little unsightly, and there was a murderous intent in the eyes that looked at Wang Fan.

These two cultivators, one called Zhuang Chen and the other Xing Tao, were both at the Mysterious Realm.

At least among these fifteen people, Wang Fan is the strongest.

As for the emaciated cultivator who talked to Wang Fan earlier, his name was Zhang Lin, and he felt very sinister to Wang Fan.

A few people soon fought with those monsters. Qiu Ying was always by Wang Fan's side, as if taking care of Wang Fan, constantly helping Wang Fan to kill the monsters.

Wang Fan was also very happy and didn't do much.

"Trash, relying on women to protect it, is it shameful to throw it away?" Zhang Lin saw this scene, his eyes turned cold, and he suddenly shouted.

Wang Fan raised his eyebrows and was about to respond when another Huang Jingshen hummed: "Huh, if you don't have the ability, don't come out and show shame. You don't dare to kill monsters, so what is the chance?"

Qiu Ying felt a little embarrassed when she heard this, glared at those people, and said, "This is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you."

Wang Fan also said lightly: "I have a woman to protect me. That is my ability. You have no ability, so what are you talking about here? If you have the ability, you also let a woman protect you?"

He is not ashamed, but proud.

Zhang Lin and the others were all furious.

Especially Zhang Lin, there was a monstrous murderous intent in his eyes.

Suddenly, he rushed towards a few monster beasts, banging a few punches on those monster beasts, and immediately rushed to Wang Fan's side.

Not only him, but Zhuang Chen and Zhang Tao, the two mysterious gods, also used this method to anger two monsters that were equivalent to the level of the mysterious gods, and they all killed Wang Fan.

In this way, even if Qiu Ying was able to deal with a few of the monsters, it was impossible to deal with them all, so Wang Fan had to take action.

"you-"

Qiu Ying jumped in anger when she saw this scene.

She really wanted to help Wang Fan block all these monsters, but she was not strong enough, even if she tried her best, she couldn't completely block them.

Three monsters broke through Qiu Ying and attacked Wang Fan. One was equivalent to the cultivation base of the God of the Yellow Realm, and the two were equivalent to the initial stage of the God of the Profound Realm.

When Wang Fan saw this scene, not only was he not afraid, but he couldn't help but laugh.

Although he was laughing, his heart was filled with murderous intent.

Count him?

How ridiculous!

Wang Fan didn't care about the three monsters at all, but with a flash, he killed Zhang Lin.

When Zhang Lin saw Wang Fan coming, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately became furious: "Boy, you are courting death!"

He has long been unhappy with Wang Fan, but Qiu Ying has been staying by Wang Fan's side, and everyone is a small group, so he has not done anything.

But now, Wang Fan, a waste in his eyes, dared to kill him, and he also attracted three monsters. In his opinion, this is simply courting death.

Now, Qiu Ying is not by Wang Fan's side, so she cannot protect Wang Fan.

"Zhang Lin, what are you going to do, don't fight inside!"

Although Qiu Ying was being besieged by monsters, she was also paying attention to the situation and couldn't help roaring when she saw this.

Zhang Lin ignored him at all, grinning and killing Wang Fan.

"Looking for death?" Wang Fan also smiled: "You will soon know who is courting death."

While speaking, he took out the divine sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Lin.

A sky-shattering sword glow appeared in an instant, forming a hundred feet in an instant, and slammed into that Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin's expression changed slightly, but he wasn't much afraid. The divine energy in his body surged wildly, and he punched the sword light with a punch.

Boom.

Jianmang was blasted to pieces.

However, before Zhang Lin could be surprised, Wang Fan had already put away the divine sword like lightning and killed him in front of him.

Wang Fan clenched his fists tightly, and his physical strength was condensed to the extreme, punching wildly one after another.

In just an instant, he had already fired dozens of punches.

Wang Fan himself knows his own affairs. His cultivation is not enough, but his physical body is very strong, so he can maximize his advantage when he is close.

Zhang Lin never thought that Wang Fan would dare to get close, and he gritted his teeth, madly dancing back with his fists.

Bang bang bang!

However, after just a few collisions, he spewed blood and flew out.

Those two arms were beaten to pieces.

In an instant, panic appeared in Zhang Lin's eyes, the previous contempt disappeared, and in its place, only a strong fear remained.

He screamed in his heart, how is this possible, how is it possible?

However, Wang Fan didn't give him any chance to struggle at all, the fist wind was turbulent, and several punches landed on him again.

Soon, his fleshly body was completely cracked and dissipated into pieces of meat.

Souls are destroyed!