Yang Fan chased for a while and found that there was still a lot of pure life force in his body, which was not too late to absorb.

He simply sat cross-legged and digested the power.

After about half a cup of tea, Yang Fan's cultivation level improved by a small amount.

"That's great. Just a little while, it's worth ten years of hard practice."

Yang Fan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and tried his best to calm himself down.

He deeply understood that this forbidden area of ​​the epidemic ghost forest could cause the death of the lord-level existence, and even let the current Demon Dragon Emperor not allow any demon cultivators to enter. It can be seen that there must be extremely terrifying and unknown existences in this Ghost Forest.

Strangely, after killing that wave of 100,000 ghost soldiers, there was a dead silence nearby and no ghosts were approaching.

Yang Fan simply took this opportunity to go into seclusion and practice for a while.

His magic power has been improved so much, and he wants to further comprehend and practice.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

On this day, on the mountain bag of the epidemic ghost forest, the one-eyed ghost dragon king inspected hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and generals below.

"That idiot wolf was killed without any resistance, and he died without a complete corpse, and even lost tens of thousands of ghost soldiers."

The one-eyed ghost dragon king said calmly.

"Lord Ghost Dragon King, then the human monk may have reached the level of the mansion master, otherwise it would not be so high-profile and enjoyed bloodthirsty. Moreover, this person's *** will restrain our ghost path everywhere."

The green soul fairy beside her has a graceful figure, a pretty face like snow jade, and a soft voice like water.

"Hmph, if it weren't for this, how could I have carefully prepared for half a year to arrange the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts' to kill this person? With that man's arrogant attitude, he would be hit without our special temptation."

The one-eyed ghost dragon king smiled sinisterly.

At the same time, on the edge of the epidemic ghost forest, two rays of light and shadow fell, covering the halo, and it was hard to see clearly.

"After tracking and analysis, Yang Fan Jiuzheng entered the 'epidemic ghost forest', but he didn't expect that he was so brave."

One of the elegant and elegant women's voices came.

"Hmph, this is better. We are waiting outside the 'Pest Ghost Forest'. When he enters this forest, he will most likely have two consequences: one is death, and the other is a curse of the plague poison, and escape with a serious injury... I hope it is the latter!"

In the golden halo, a man's biting cold sound came.
Chapter completed!