Chapter 1558: A Stunning Shot

Xiao Fan traveled through the yellow sand world at high speed, looking more and more tired. Zhan Laosan was chasing after him, which was already too much for him.

However, Zhan Laosan was not much better. He pursued Xiao Fan with all his strength for more than half a day, which also consumed a lot of his divine power.

What made him extremely depressed was that every time he was about to catch up with Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan suddenly became much faster, and then left him far behind.

Zhan Laosan always had the illusion that Xiao Fan was probably hanging on to him, as if he was stalling for time.

In fact, it was Zhan Laosan who misunderstood Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan wanted to get rid of him, but Zhan Laosan was very fast and couldn't get rid of him at all, so Xiao Fan could only try his best to keep a certain distance from him.

"Boy, you can't escape. The entrances and exits to the third layer of space are sealed. Let's see how long you can escape!" Zhan Laosan's angry voice came from behind.

Xiao Fan's eyes were cold. He did not doubt that Zhan Laosan was deliberately lying to him, because there was no need.

"If this is true, then shouldn't I go to the entrance to the fourth floor?" Xiao Fan frowned, then shook his head and said: "Whether it is true or not, I will stay in the third floor. The longer it lasts, the greater the danger to me."

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan looked up and looked around, continuing to look for the entrance to the fourth layer of space.

The Shura inheritance also contains a lot of information about the forbidden areas of the gods. Xiao Fan searched for key information while escaping.

However, the Shura inheritance does not record the specific entrance to the third layer of space, so Xiao Fan can only rely on himself to figure out the location of the entrance.

After a long time, Xiao Fan suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "I'm overthinking it. No matter what kind of yellow sand world the third level is, or another world, the nine levels of the cemetery of the gods are surrounded by concentric circles. As long as I go to the end. If you walk inside, you will always encounter the critical point of space, and then follow the critical point and you will naturally find the entrance."

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan became extremely excited as if he had been given a shot of blood. His speed increased again, widening the distance between him and Zhan Laosan.

"On purpose, this kid definitely did it on purpose."

Seeing Xiao Fan speeding up again, Zhan Laosan was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. He wanted to rush forward immediately and slap Xiao Fan hard a hundred times.

Gritting his teeth, Zhan Laosan increased his speed again, but his power consumption at this moment was already a bit serious. He did not have a small world like Xiao Fan.

Although Shura's divine power consumes a lot, on the other hand, Xiaotiandi is also constantly replenished with energy.

Zhan Laosan didn't know that Xiao Fan was also cursing secretly in his heart. This old guy was like a dog-skin plaster, and he wouldn't stop dying.

From time to time, I looked back and could vaguely see a black spot, only thirty or forty miles away.

The two kept this distance and flew for another hour. Through judgment, Xiao Fan finally found the direction to the fourth layer of space.

After another hour, he finally saw a weak point in the space. He separated a soul clone and approached the weak point in the space.

He didn't want his true body to take risks. After all, War Temple and Ming Luo were all trying to kill him.

If this is really the entrance to the fourth level of space, how could the Temple of War allow him to pass through it at will?

"The deeper you go in this cemetery of the gods, the greater the power of suppression. If I want to take advantage, I estimate that I have to reach at least the fifth level, or even the sixth level. By the sixth level, it is estimated that the Nine Nether Demon Blood It’s useless.” Xiao Fan pondered in his heart.

In this third level of space, the drop of Nine Nether Demon blood in his body can still withstand the suppressive force, but if he enters the fourth level, Xiao Fan is not sure whether he can withstand the pressure.

Sensing that the soul clone was approaching the weak point in the space, Xiao Fan became nervous, but he did not stop. Was there Zhan Laosan chasing after him?

However, at this moment, Zhan Laosan's speed suddenly accelerated, golden lightning power burned all over his body, and a terrifying aura erupted.

"die!"

With a loud shout, Zhan Laosan seemed to exert all his strength, and pushed out a palm beam containing the secret of violent thunder and lightning.

How did Xiao Fan expect that Zhan Laosan would suddenly attack and kill him? Could it be that this old guy had been deliberately numbing himself before?

If it were anyone else, they would probably have to stand and wait for death, but Xiao Fan's will is so firm, and his spiritual sense is extremely powerful. When Zhan Laosan took action, he slashed his Shura wings and moved several miles horizontally in an instant. At such a distance, he dodged Zhan Laosan's killing blow.

"Old man, the God of War really doesn't have any good stuff. Does the majestic Eight-Transformation God of War need a sneak attack?" Xiao Fan scolded angrily, but his feet were extremely nimble and he quickly escaped into the distance.

However, Xiao Fan also discovered an advantage of his own. Even though his strength was not Zhan Laosan's opponent, his Shura power seemed to be no weaker than Zhan Laosan's.

Especially after possessing Xiaotiandi, his Shura divine power is much stronger than Zhan Laosan.

Zhan Laosan's face was obviously a little pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead from time to time, while Xiao Fan just gasped for air.

Zhan Laosan didn't give Xiao Fan a chance to escape and attacked again. Everything within a radius of several hundred feet was covered by the power of thunder and lightning.

"Killing you, Lord Shura, is not an exaggeration in any way." Zhan Laosan shouted angrily. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand and he slashed down angrily.

"This old guy is really trying his best!" Xiao Fan had goosebumps all over his body and his heart felt cold. He suddenly looked into the distance and said, "Is that really the entrance to the fourth layer of space? He is afraid that I will escape into it?" His oppression will be even greater, so he will fight me desperately?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan was suddenly enlightened. He finally understood why Zhan Laosan, the Eight-Transformation God of War, was stationed at the entrance to the second layer of space.

It is estimated that the suppression on him in this third level of space is a bit big, at least greater than that of Xiao Fan, let alone entering the fourth level of space.

Xiao Fan quickly came to his senses. Now was not the time to rejoice. Zhan Laosan was working hard. The most important thing was to survive.

As long as he can escape into the fourth level of space, it will not be so easy for the people in the Temple of War to kill him.

Of course, he would still have to leave the Cemetery of the Gods by then, and that would be the most dangerous time, but Xiao Fan could no longer care about so much.

Now that you are here, do what you want to do first.

Seeing that the thunder sword was about to fall, Xiao Fan's momentum suddenly surged, and his whole body was surging with golden endless fire. His Shura bloodline and Shenlong bloodline roared, and he was ready to fight with all his strength.

However……

A sharp roar suddenly came from the void, which was extremely harsh, as if the void was being torn apart, and made people's eardrums hurt.

Looking around, a white stream of light cuts through the sky, like a meteorite whizzing in from a distance, and the entire yellow sand world is dyed white.

The speed of the stream of light was extremely fast, more than twice as fast as Zhan Laoba, and it arrived in front of Xiao Fan and the others in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Zhan Laosan suddenly felt hairy all over his body, a threat of death enveloped him, and the aura of destruction lingered in his heart.

In a hurry, Zhan Laosan's fallen sword turned slightly and slashed towards the white stream of light.

Compared to killing Xiao Fan, Zhan Laosan first protected his own life.

Xiao Fan took the opportunity to retreat quickly. He was slightly surprised. When the stream of light came closer, he could clearly see what it was.

"An arrow?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and then a smile suddenly appeared on his face.