The First Thousand and Sixty-Eight Chapters... What Kind of Fairy Operation Is This? !

Latest website: "This kid is not bad."

"It's really good. At his age, it's rare to be able to possess such strength and courage."

In a nursing home in Jinghua City, two elderly people who looked very energetic were sitting leisurely by the pond in the backyard, basking in the sun, fishing, and chatting softly.

A bald head with a ring scar on his head, he is an old monk.

One has a slightly fat face, white eyebrows and white beard, looks very gentle and at ease, and the smile on his face is like a spring breeze.

"I heard that he is an emperor-level doctor, and his medical skills are superb. He can even heal half-step emperors." The slightly fat old man whispered to himself.

"More than that," the old monk continued, "The emperor-level soul-refining golden pills we took a few days ago were also made by him."

"It can be seen from this that his source of soul and spiritual consciousness must be extremely powerful and majestic, otherwise he would not have behaved so monstrously as a spiritual teacher."

The chubby old man said: "After the war, if he survives by chance, I want to meet him."

The old monk raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the old man beside him: "Why, you want to invite him to heal your injuries? You have a great injury, and even that girl Feiyan can't recover, and this child is probably the same no."

"What's the harm in trying?" The slightly fat old man said indifferently: "It's best if you can be cured, but if you can't, can the old man still blame him?"

"Besides, it's rare in the human race to have such a talented junior who has a temper with the old man. It doesn't matter if he sees it. If he is really capable and can make the old man happy, even if he is given the fortune of becoming an emperor, there will be no harm." why not?"

The old monk sat up straight and stared blankly at the slightly fat old man: "Old Li, you can't be playing for real. It's the first time I've seen you, and you're so optimistic about that kid?"

"If the poor monk remembers well, when that boy Wu Dao came to ask you to give Ling Tian Lingyun a chance to meet, you refused him, why now..."

"Could it be that Yang Fan's talent is even better than Ling Tian Lingyun in your eyes?"

"It's just the eyes." The chubby old man said lightly, "You can understand that it's the old man who looks at this kid more pleasing to the eye."

The old monk was speechless.

Are you so sloppy, who are you lying to!

The old guy must have seen something different about Yang Fan, otherwise he would never have made such a decision.

It's just that Yang Fan didn't see anything special about him except that he was a little more handsome, a little more ruthless, a little more stupid and bold.

Speaking of geniuses, have they seen few geniuses in the past hundred years?

Although Yang Fan's talent and strength are rare among the younger generation, he is not the only one, and there are not all juniors who are more evil than him in the federation.

But why does old man Li treat Yang Fan so differently?

The old monk couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have the habit of embarrassing himself. If he couldn't figure it out, he just put it aside and ignored him. Anyway, he has always been inferior to this old man Li in terms of attainments in the way of knowing people. It's not surprising.

"It's fine if you're happy." The old monk said softly, "However, the premise is that he can really survive the half-step emperor-level space battlefield."

Only geniuses who can survive all kinds of crises are real geniuses, otherwise, everything is nonsense.

"Don't worry, Zhang Hongxin is not a fool. If he is not sure, he will not take Yang Fan to take risks."

"Also, Yang Fan doesn't look like an idiot, if it's a battle to the death, do you think he'll come over to join in the fun?"

Old Man Li said: "Don't forget the purpose of the Federation's invitation to Yang Fan this time. The arrangement of the Ten Fang Purgatory Demon Slaying Formation has a higher priority. If Yang Fan is unwilling, no one can force him."

The old monk nodded, as if it was true.

However, Yang Fan is just a rookie at the king level, why would he dare to break into the space battlefield of the half-step king level so boldly?

Even if he has a pet beast of the half-step demon emperor, it may not be able to protect him in the chaotic battle of the half-step emperor.

The old monk saw clearly just now.

Although Yang Fan's sika deer is undoubtedly a half-step demon emperor, its strength is only slightly stronger than those half-step emperors, it's trash.

Such a half-step Demon Emperor entered the space battlefield, and it might even be a problem to protect himself, let alone protect Yang Fan.

So, what gave Yang Fan such strong self-confidence that he dared to break into the half-step emperor's space battlefield with the body of a king?

The old monk couldn't understand it, his heart was very itchy, and he didn't have the calmness that an eminent monk should have.

"Okay, you won!" The old monk finally gritted his teeth, and gave old man Li a fierce look: "Isn't it just that I want to let Lao Na display his natural supernatural powers once? After turning so many turns, I don't feel too tired to panic!"

After finishing speaking, the old monk had a thought, and a vertical eye the size of a soybean, shining with a faint golden light suddenly appeared between his brows.

"Tianyan clairvoyance, get up!"

Following the old monk's labored low drink, the vertical eyes in the center of his brows suddenly burst out with light, directly casting a virtual shadow on the water surface of the pond in front of them.

Soon, the entire water surface of the pond turned into an urgent screen with extremely clear vision. Dozens of figures in the screen criss-crossed back and forth, their energy soaring to the sky, and the cracks in the surrounding space vibrated again and again.

Here, it is the half-step emperor-level space battlefield that Yang Fan and the others just entered.

Soon, the figures of Yang Fan, his pet animal sika deer and Zhang Hongxin clearly appeared on the screen.

The two had just entered the battlefield, and hadn't had time to join the battle with the half-step demon emperor. Yang Fan carefully rode and hid on the back of the sika deer, so as to avoid the powerful aftermath of the battle everywhere.

Hoo hoo!

The old monk was panting heavily, looking at Yang Fan and Zhang Hongxin who hadn't started to do anything in the picture, he couldn't help feeling angry, cursing in his mouth:

"These two little bastards are still smeared there, and they have all gone in, so hurry up and start fighting! Do you know how difficult it is for the poor monk to maintain his celestial clairvoyance?"

Old man Li shook his head slightly: "Monk, you need to be more open-minded, isn't it just letting you release your innate supernatural power once, and you can't die, so why worry!"

The old monk couldn't help spitting lightly, it really doesn't hurt your back to stand and talk, and it's not your source of spirit that is consumed together.

"Huh? It's moving!"

Old man Li's spirits lifted, and his eyes were fixed on the picture in the water curtain.

In the picture, Yang Fan was still standing where he was, and Zhang Hongxin rushed towards the half-step demon emperor closest to him like he had been spattered with blood.

"No, how did this kid's speed and strength improve so much?"

Old man Li frowned slightly, and immediately noticed the abnormal changes in Zhang Hongxin.

Especially seeing that Zhang Hongxin showed great power and beat the half-step demon emperor in front of him into hemiplegia with just a pair of iron fists, directly losing half his life, old man Li was a little unbelievable.

It took only a few seconds to solve a half-step demon emperor whose strength was almost the same as Zhang Hongxin's before, which was really surprising.

How did he do that?

"In the field of gravity, there are other power boosts!"

The old monk interjected softly, and said: "His body speed has increased by at least five to ten times compared to before entering the space battlefield. If it wasn't for his own innate supernatural powers or martial arts secrets, it was only Yang Fan who just displayed it. There is this possibility in the field of gravity."

"The blessing of the anti-gravity effect will make him completely unable to sense his own weight, and only a slight force can make his movement speed reach the extreme that humans can achieve."

"I didn't expect that Yang Fan, who is a king, can use the gravity field to affect a half-step king like Zhang Hongxin. This should be his trump card for daring to break into the space battlefield, right?"

Zhang Hongxin is one of his own.

What kind of innate supernatural powers he has, and what martial arts secret skills he has practiced, both old man Li and the old monk are well aware of it.

So they directly ruled out the first two options, and definitely attributed the reason for Zhang Hongxin's huge change to Yang Fan's gravity field.

The faces of the two old men showed surprise and astonishment at the same time.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan's hole card would be the gravity field that he had just cast outside the city.

It was beyond their expectations. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Yang Fan's gravity field could step up and act on Zhang Hongxin, who was half-step emperor.

Because under normal circumstances, even in the field of buffs, there are rank restrictions. Between the same or lower ranks, the boost is the strongest. If it is super or higher, the effect will inevitably be multiplied and weakened until there is no gain effect at all. .

With Yang Fan's current level of strength, logically speaking, Zhang Hongxin would not be affected at all.

But now, judging by Zhang Hongxin's body speed, the increase is not a little bit.

"Although it's a bit surprising, it seems understandable when you think about his identity as an emperor-level physician and an emperor-level soul refiner."

Old man Li took a deep breath, and soon came back to his senses.

This is the advantage of living longer and seeing more, everything has happened, and all accidents have been seen, and the psychological endurance is much stronger than that of ordinary warriors.

"Hey, what is this Xiao Zhang doing, hurting but not killing, does he still want to capture this half-step demon emperor alive?"

The old monk sighed again.

On the screen, after Zhang Hongxin beat the half-step demon emperor half to death in a very short period of time, he did not directly kill it, but raised his hand to grab the half-step demon emperor by the neck and returned to the Yang Fan's side.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the old monk and old man Li, they saw that Yang Fan unhurriedly pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist, and pointed at the half-dead half-step demon king without any embarrassment. cut off his head.

brush!

The plasma burst, and the half-step demon emperor's head was disassembled into eight petals, and he couldn't die anymore.

"This... what kind of fairy operation?!"

The two old men sat by the pond and looked at each other, a little confused.

Anyway, he wanted to kill him. If Zhang Hongxin just killed him, it would be over. Why bother to take off his pants and fart? It's a waste of time, right?

The position they are in at the moment is a space battlefield in the half-step emperor realm.

There are still more than 20 half-step demon emperors that have not been solved yet, and the battle between the human and demon races is in full swing. These two guys don't want to rush to help kill the demons, but they are still here to play the game of massacre ?

Really, nonsense!