Zhang Fan came to Fushui Lake.

I saw that the lake is not very large, with an area of about five square kilometers.

On the shore of the lake, the wild grass was wet with dew, giving people a very heavy feeling.

On the shore of the lake, about a kilometer apart, there are only two families.

The lights in one of the houses were already dimmed, so it was supposed to be resting.

The other house is still lit up.

President Qi Dongqiang said that the sixth-level alchemist lived in a fisherman's house, and it should be here.

Zhang Fan immediately flew towards the room with the lights on.

Fell in front of the house.

When he arrived here, he probed it with the nano watch, and the nano watch said, "There is a martial saint powerhouse inside." ”

Zhang Fan nodded.

The level of the alchemist is closely related to the level of the martial artist.

Only by reaching the Martial Emperor could his energy support the refining of the second- and third-grade elixirs.

Therefore, generally speaking, second- and third-level alchemists are at least martial artists at the Martial Emperor level.

And the fourth- and fifth-level alchemists are holy martial artists.

A sixth-level alchemist can only do it if he reaches the Martial Saint level.

This is also the reason why there are so few sixth-level alchemists.

Now in the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent, there is not a single sixth-level alchemist.

There is a sixth-level alchemist in Nanzhan Buzhou, while Xiniu Hezhou is the best, with two sixth-level alchemists.

This is also the reason why the alchemists of Dongsheng Divine Continent have been pressed by the other two continents for so many years.

Since there is a Martial Saint-level powerhouse in this room, it must be that sixth-level alchemist.

Zhang Fan immediately walked towards the house.

However, just as he stepped into the door with his front feet, suddenly, a feeling of extreme danger came from behind him.

This is the combat intuition that Zhang Fan has cultivated in thousands of battles.

Although this feeling of danger came extremely suddenly, Zhang Fan did not panic at all.

In thousands of battles, he not only cultivated his fighting instincts, but also cultivated the habit of prudence and prudence.

It looked like he was walking towards the house without noticing anything.

But whenever he goes to an unfamiliar place, his spirit will always maintain a high degree of concentration and respond to emergencies at any time.

When the extremely dangerous feeling came from behind, Zhang Fan's figure flashed, and he had already moved back more than ten meters.

Generally speaking, in this case, he will definitely see what is being attacked at him.

However, after moving out this time, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

On the contrary, the feeling of danger behind him continued to come.

He didn't have time to think about it, and instantly turned on the golden body technique.

At the same time, he jumped straight forward.

As he jumped forward, he glanced back.

However, he still didn't find anything.

But that sense of danger is still there.

And when he looked forward, that feeling of danger came from behind him.

When he looked behind him, the feeling came from the front again.

It was as if something extremely fast, always out of sight of his eyes, was coming at him quickly.

The next moment, Zhang Fan felt a chill in his heart.

When he looked down, he saw a miserable white arm poking into his chest.

Then, I felt my heart thump, apparently held by this miserable white hand.

Then, without waiting for him to react, the pale arm jerked violently.

Puff -

With the sound of broken blood vessels, his heart was directly ripped out by the arm.

"Ahh

Zhang Fan screamed miserably.

Look up at the owner of the arm.

However, he did not see the owner of the arm, only a white arm, suspended in the air in front of him.

And the end of this arm is still bloody.

Exposed white bones can be seen, as well as broken blood vessels and tendons.

The blood was still dripping.

It's as if this arm had just been broken off from someone's body.

Just when Zhang Fan looked at this arm, he felt a chill in the back of his head.

Then, another pale arm went straight into the back of his head.

"Ahh

Zhang Fan screamed again.

That arm grabbed the blood core directly from the back of Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw his miserable white arms, bright red blood, and his own blood core.

These two colors combine to create a strong visual impact.

At this time, the two miserable white arms were suspended in front of Zhang Fan.

On his left hand is Zhang Fan's heart, and on his right hand is his blood core.

He looked at the heart and blood nucleus on the two severed arms like this, and had a strange feeling.

Soon, Zhang Fan's heart in that arm became atrophied.

Slowly shrinks into a small ball of flesh the size of a walnut.

It continued to shrink and became the size of an eyeball.

Eventually, this little ball of flesh gets smaller and smaller to the point of nothing.

And Zhang Fan's blood core is getting smaller and smaller, smaller and smaller, so that there is nothing.

This is not a disappearance in the general sense.

This disappearance feels like the end.

The end of all things.

The end of the laws of the universe.

This end can be summed up in one word: nothing.

Watching the process of these two things disappearing, Zhang Fan instantly thought that everything would eventually be destroyed and disappear.

Even the universe will eventually disappear completely, and return to nothingness.

This feeling of extreme despair can be described in two words: silence.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan suddenly understood: "Disciple of Silent Annihilation Island ......"

At this time, a figure appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

Pale face, long hair that is messy and loose.

Loose and messy robes.

It was the disciple of Silent Annihilation Island, that extremely talented alchemist, Silence.

It's just that there is silence at this time, and there are no arms.

Bloody shoulders.

Obviously, the arms suspended in the air were his.

"Why?"

Zhang Fan asked with difficulty.

"Obstacles, they must be cleared."

Silent mouth moved slightly, making the kind of sound that makes people desperate when they hear it.

This is the first time Zhang Fan has heard Silent Ran's mouth.

Then, the two miserable white arms pressed on Zhang Fan's shoulders at the same time.

Zhang Fan's body quickly melted and shrunk, thus heading towards its final return - extinction.

At this moment, in the hole in the back of Zhang Fan's head, a golden bead the size of an eyeball, which was the spirit bead, suddenly flew out.

This golden bead hit Silent Ran's head.

Its speed has far surpassed the speed of Zhang Fan's teleportation using the laws of four-dimensional space.

Even the human eye can't keep up.

It passed through Silent Ran's head in an instant.

The silent body was instantly still.

After a few moments, he collapsed straight.

Falling to the ground.

And his two severed arms also fell to the ground weakly.

At this time, the silence, the miserable white eyes widened.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He had obviously extinguished this kid's heart and blood core, and this kid should be wiped out immediately.

Why...... In summary...... But it is you who is gone?