I thought I was pretty good, but when I heard it, I seemed to be hanging by the door all the time. Didn't really enter the door at all.

Yang Fan shook his head and continued, "Then how can I go further?

"Who do you ask about this? Ask yourself to go, the road is to walk by yourself, the ability is to train by yourself, you expect me to tell you? I haven't cultivated, how do I know, there are some things you need to try by yourself, exercise by yourself, it's okay to think about it. The system said impatiently.

How do I know, I haven't cultivated, right? There's nothing wrong with that.

I've just seen stronger power, and I know that there will be more powerful use in the future, as for how to use it, I'm sorry, I don't know...

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, what he meowed made sense...

At this moment, the originally dull eyes of the seabird that was trampled under Yang Fan's feet suddenly bloomed.

A sense of hatred is infinitely magnified by the seabirds.

The person who stepped on himself in front of him killed his own child and ate it, and he came to take revenge and was trampled on the soles of his feet... Mankind?

Yang Fan, who was stunned, didn't expect the system to reply to him like this, and he was stunned for a short time, but in an instant, he just recovered his mind when he felt the sudden force of the originally lifeless seabird under his feet.

Yang Fan was shocked, originally thought that this seabird had been made out of shape by himself, and Crazy Flower slashed several times, but now this seabird is full of wounds, and he was stabbed in the lower abdomen, can such an injury live?

But now Yang Fan can't do it, the huge seabird seems to have returned to the light, and once again has strength, its blood-red eyes are staring at Yang Fan, and its big wings are fanning up.

Two sharp claws directly grabbed Yang Fan's shoulders and stabbed them deadly.

Yang Fan suddenly felt that his arms were instantly weak, and the wild flowers in his hands seemed to be unable to hold and fall.

Yang Fan roared angrily, and the thunder and lightning broke out again, but this time the seabird was not afraid, and still grabbed Yang Fan, and the huge beak hit the Baihui above Yang Fan's head, Yang Fan felt the crisis from above his head, and with a twist of his wrist, he threw the wild flower upward.

This was a throw blessed with the path of power, and the sharp blade of the Wild Flower slashed in front of the seabird's beak, and the huge front beak that was originally more than fifty centimeters long was slashed by the Wild Flower.

The seabirds wept and cried blood, and bursts of sadness hit my heart.

There was slow despair in his eyes, this didn't kill him by sneak attack, his feet were trapped in this person's flesh and blood, and his front beak was also cut off at the moment, what else could he have to kill him?

The seabird cried in despair, and suddenly the seabird looked at the calm sea around it, and there was a scorching light in its eyes.

Then the two huge wings fanned, and Yang Fan rose directly from the ground.

Yang Fan was surrounded by seabirds, and the wild flowers that were about to be caught slipped from his hand and fell heavily to the ground, and he was also lifted in the air by seabirds.

The shoulders were clutched by the giant claws of the seabird, the arms were now no longer strong, and the bones that had been tempered perfectly were now a little as if they were about to be broken, this was a six-grade beast, and the thunder and lightning in his body could not really hurt it.

In this way, Yang Fan was like a piece of wood dragged by a seabird and flew to the sea.

......

Zhou Ting and Li Xianyi kept moving forward in the sea.

Yang Fan has disappeared for a long time, and the ink of the big octopus in front of him has now been diluted by seawater and can no longer be seen.

Zhou Ting was about to cry, Yang Fan lost it again...

Coming back from the ruins, Yang Fan, this is the second time he has lost it... Listening to Li Xianyi, when he was in the Kunlun Secret Realm, Yang Fan was also lost... How can such a big person just lose it...

Yang Fan was fortunate to lose it, he didn't hear this, otherwise he could vomit three liters of blood...

Is this what I want to lose? Do you think I want to lose, isn't this a last resort? Every time it's an accident like this, I don't want to be good...

...

The seabird grabbed Yang Fan and kept flying towards the depths of the sea, along the way, it was called a gallop, crying while flying the seabird, and some other strange beasts around felt the breath of the six-grade seabird and avoided all the way, and there was no strange beast to explore along the way...

Yang Fan is also desperate at the moment, what the hell... It was all victorious, but it could still be overturned, and if it defeated the opponent, it had to end its life quickly, otherwise who knows what would happen, but it's a pity that the wild flower was left behind again... Why do you always lose your weapons, how many have you lost before and after?

At this moment, Yang Fan had already felt the decline in the breath of the seabird and the decrease in flight speed, and there was time to return to the light, and in the end, he also cut off the giant beak, which left a lot of blood in this seabird... It won't last long.

Yang Fan doesn't plan to do anything now, fly, you will stop when you are tired of flying... You wait to stop and see what I do with you, stir-frying, steaming and frying, you pick yourself...

...

An hour later, Yang Fan was about to cry, and the pain in his shoulder had already made him crazy, but didn't this seabird already feel bad an hour ago, why did it seem to be flying for a while now?

The seabird's eyes were red at the moment, dragging Yang Fan deadly, his eyes were staring ahead, the sun had set, and the stars had already appeared, but these had little to do with this seabird that was already determined to die.

It wanted to throw Yang Fan into the sea now, to the most terrifying place.

It knows that there is a terrifying existence in the depths of the sea that it does not dare to face, and now it only wants to fly to the terrifying area that it once did not even get close to, and then leave this human being... It wants revenge... Not only to avenge yourself, but also your own children...

..

After another half an hour passed, Yang Fan finally felt that the claws holding his shoulders seemed to loosen a little, and before he could be happy, he heard the wailing of the seabirds, and the wings kept stirring, thinking about flying higher in the air.

At this time, it seems that it is no longer calm, and the waves are constantly jumping, and there seems to be a huge figure swimming under the sea... Yang Fan looked down at the sea farther and farther away, and there were waves in his heart... That kind of breath is a threat to yourself.

Warriors are keen, and they are the first to warn of danger.

Yang Fan could feel that the shadow under the surface of the sea could pose a strong threat to himself.

The seabirds are taking off into the air while crying, and at the same time flying ahead.

...

When Zhou Ting and Li Xianyi picked up the crazy flower knife on the island, Zhou Ting looked around blankly... There are traces of battle around, traces of fire, and blood and feathers in the big beach, but Yang Fan is the only one to be seen.

If it is said that it is to go to the sea, the wild flowers will not be brought, and the dangers in the ocean, the three of them have already seen it.

But now the people are gone, and the weapons are still there...

"Yang Fan... Where are you?" Zhou Ting muttered.