Different from the heat of the day, the field of deep silence is cold after nightfall, and people will ignore the hidden killing machine before they know it.

But Fang Ran had the Heavenly Machine Roulette, and with the blessing of spiritual power intuition, these dormant clusters of spiritual power turbulence could not be hidden, and he could see it clearly in his eyes.

Without the disturbance of the blazing red sun during the day, these spiritual turbulences subsided temporarily, but as soon as someone approached, they would suddenly burst out, baring their sharp fangs and devouring one prey after another.

The turbulence was one next to the other, and Fang Ran ran ran through it.

"I feel like I'm in a minefield......"

As he spoke, Fang Ran punctured a cloud of spiritual power turbulence, watching the spiritual power turbulence explode, and then chain reaction, and then continue to detonate a large area around it.

In a short period of time, a small area of spiritual power exploded, and the wind behind Fang Ran was fierce.

The bear child's death is almost the same way, the difference is only that the pile of fragments of the severance charm in Fang Ran's arms flickered with blue light, isolating the shock wave of the spirit storm, while the bear child would usually put himself in after the explosion.

Fang Ran didn't have to mind this level of spiritual violence.

Fang Ran, who was driving the Heavenly Machine Roulette Wheel, did not refuse these miscellaneous spiritual storm comers, and ate them all, regardless of attributes. But at this stage, what interested Fang Ran more than devouring these spirit storms was the fragment of the severance talisman in his arms.

Fang Ran was very interested in these small pieces of mutton fat white jade.

A piece of white jade, the size of half a palm, is engraved with extremely complex lines. The lines are as thin as a hair, intertwined with each other, and look like a scribble.

There is no need to input spiritual power to excite, as long as they are in their arms, these small jade pieces can spontaneously prop up a light curtain and block the large and small spiritual storms outside.

Of course, this resistance is not without an upper limit.

The spirit flash that Fang Ran had inspired when he went berserk directly shattered the three complete severance talismans.

At this moment, he was piercing the dormant spiritual power turbulence from time to time, and he was constantly trying to see where the limit of these fragments of the severance talisman was to resist the spiritual storm.

Just find Zhong Mingtai and do research before they do.

"The sixth experiment, the distance was determined...... Angle Determination ...... The experiment began ......"

Rumble!

"The data was collected successfully, and the archive was resolved. ”

"Seventh Experiment ......"

"Eighth ......"

Syllable.

Eventually, a small fragment of the Broken Talisman shattered, and the blue light completely dimmed, and the jade block quickly faded, turning into a powder that was indistinguishable from an ordinary dusty soil.

In the eyes of any one person, this waste is meaningless.

The incomparably precious Fragment of the Broken Charm can be sold for a very good price on the Wild of Abyss, and the first thing any faction wants to gain a foothold in is always to accumulate enough Fragments of the Broken Charm. If there is a complete piece of Broken Talisman scattered in the Wilderness of Abyss, any gang or force will not hesitate to set off a wave of fire and take it for themselves at the cost of countless corpses.

But Fang Ran looked further.

In front of the Heavenly Machine Roulette, an ink model was slowly rotating, no different from a fragment of a broken talisman in Fang Ran's hand, and a little above it, there were three other models of complete broken talismans suspended.

With his action of detonating the turbulence of spiritual power, a huge amount of data was accumulating continuously, filling the progress bar under these models.

If you want to support a force, you only rely on the fragments of the severance charm that are exchanged or plundered from others, and life and death will never really be in your own hands.

Fang Ran, who knew this well, even reduced the analysis load of the tracing scroll in order to solve the mystery of the severance character, and departed a part of the computing power from it to participate in the operation of the severance character.

"I have to find a chance to continue to go back to the wilderness to absorb spiritual power, the Heavenly Machine Roulette burns spiritual power too quickly...... Spiritual power is required to repair the meridians, spiritual power is required to analyze the ancient scrolls of the river, and spiritual power is also required to analyze the broken talisman now...... It feels like it's going to be hollowed out. ”

He knew what kind of movement he would cause when he exhaled his spiritual power with all his might. If you do this in the camp of the Huangchen Chamber of Commerce, I am afraid that in a short time, the camp that everyone has managed to rebuild will be razed again.

When the time came, my sister was rescued, and my sister was stunned to look at the ruins of the camp that was even more desolate than when she was captured, and Ying Ruoyan fanned the flames on the side and said, Master Fang, your brother demolished the house while you were not at home, do you think it is to be killed or killed?

My sister, who is full of love for herself, will definitely say that this is my most distressed brother, my closest relatives...... Don't let me see the scene when he was killed.

Just thinking about it, Fang Ran felt a chill.

His ramblings didn't last long, though.

The flow of spiritual power in front of him showed an extremely obvious abnormal fluctuation, and it looked as if it had been detonated.

There is no way that anyone in this wilderness can poke bubbles like himself, then this can only be the remnant of a great war.

Fang Ran quickened his pace and rushed into the room.

There were no human signs, but the surrounding rocks were strewn with slashing marks, and some of the apparently freshly broken stones were scattered and stained with fresh blood.

"Modeling, analyzing!"

In just a moment, Fang Ran reconstructed the last scene of this battle in the Heavenly Machine Roulette.

On both sides, there are five on one side and at least twice as many on the other. After a sudden siege and a brief gruffle, the side with fewer people fled, and the side with the largest number gave hot pursuit.

At the farthest point, a slash mark was long and wide, at least a foot long, caused by the swing of some kind of long knife.

Zhong Mingtai ...... And the Night Patrol ......"

Obviously, Zhong Mingtai and the night patrol team, who did not return to the camp at the first time, wanted to lure the enemy away from the camp as much as possible. Regardless of whether it is impossible to kill, at least the fact that his group did not return on time is the most direct warning to the camp.

Fang Ran snorted coldly, and the ruffian aura of the hanging child instantly converged. Under the high load of the Heavenly Machine Roulette, most of his thinking became rational and even cold, and Fang Ran looked like the most ruthless killer under the moonlit night.

The two sides who chased and fled had no time to hide their whereabouts, which in Fang Ran's eyes was like a few big characters highlighted and blackened and bolded, marking the path.

took the straight road to pursue, did not dodge or dodge all the way, encountered a chilling turbulence of spiritual power, and directly smashed the matter. Fang Ran didn't take much time to catch up with the night patrol team, and not far ahead, the sound of swords and soldiers crashing was endless.

"Fortunately, there are no injuries or deaths...... Fang Ran quickly estimated the situation of Zhong Mingtai and his party, and also estimated that if it was a minute and a half later, Zhong Mingtai and his party would probably start to attrition.

"It's so ruthless, it's a lore as soon as you make a shot. After the total annihilation of the night patrol team is settled, the camp will be completely free of you fish and meat?"

The sound of swords gradually approached, and then in the moonlight, Fang Ran could already see a cloud of broken Fu Qingguang, which was the enemy who had attacked and killed. The five figures dodged and dodged between the blue lights, seemingly difficult, and the occasional surprise attack always won a little respite.

The night patrol team is already injured, and at this time, Zhong Mingtai's combat power is displayed.

Although he hung one arm, he waved a long knife with one hand, and he was vigorous. The people who attacked him all deliberately avoided hard connection with the long knife, and obviously suffered a lot of losses under the knife.

Qingguang is not more, no less, it is exactly ten regiments, and everyone is injured, and the injuries are even more serious than those of the night patrol team. The man who was most seriously injured had lost an arm, and half of his clothes were dripping with blood and crumbling.

"The people of Huangchen are really awesome. Fang Ran muttered in his heart, and then took advantage of the terrain to cover and approach the battle circle little by little.

He didn't rush straight up.

The consumption of the first sword of the River Tracing Scroll was huge, and the current Fang Ran's spiritual power was not so abundant, so there was no way to show up and give the enemy a sword and then leave. If another wave of spiritual lightning is stirred, the enemy will be completely wiped out, and the night patrol team will probably have to take it.

"Model, Analyze!" is Fang Ran's strategy.

Under the analysis of the Heavenly Machine Roulette, the martial arts used by the enemy in Fang Ran's eyes were no longer mysterious, compared to the first sword of the Ancient Scroll of the River Trace, it was like a toddler, childish, and full of flaws. From a rough point of view, it's just that there are many people and there are severed talisman protectors, so they can be on an equal footing with the night patrol team.

The battle situation is stalemate, and there is no distinction between up and down for a while.

It seemed that he had lost patience with this, and among the enemies who attacked and killed, the leader said gloomily: "Brother Zhong, the same question, Mu will ask it again." Join my Lord Duan Clan, the position of the sect leader is as usual, more spirit stones for you to use, better exercises for you to practice, and more beautiful girls for you to enjoy, it is a hundred times better than when you suffered in Huangchen, how about it?"

"Promises are not lightly promised, promises are never broken. Zhong refused. The bell rang like a bell, and he slashed out as he spoke. The man who was fighting him ducked away from the knife, sneered and took a few steps back, and pounced on the rest of the Night Patrol team.

Zhong Mingtai wanted to rush to help, but three other enemies entangled him, and he couldn't get out for a while.

"Fang Qingyu is already doomed to not come back. provoked the star lord, and was worried about the lord of the Thousand Feelings Valley, do you still hope that she can regain control of the Huangchen? After three months, the star patrol Kunzhou took her away, hehe, there will be no more sunny weather in the world. ”

"So what? Zhong is a big deal to die with Huangchen, but he will never break his promise. "A knife split the frontal enemy, but the side where Zhong Mingtai hung his arm did not have time to defend, and was attacked by someone in the wrong place, cutting out a blood mouth that was a foot long, and the blood splashed, so it was not mad.

"Elm head. I heard that Fang Qingyu's younger brother Fang Ran escaped the pursuit of the three family dogs? But with his uselessness, Brother Zhong is capable and willing to live under him?"

Fang Ran, who was squatting and peeping, had his eyes wide - what are you fighting and fighting, what are you doing with me?