Chapter 23: Looking for the Blood Fury

"I really don't know." Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"Stupid master!" Xianxian made a grimace and said, "The realm of ethereal is a state in the middle of cultivation, followed by the realm of emptiness and Mahayana, until the void is broken, and finally you can enter the divine world."

"But--" The fiber looked around and showed a little doubt, "Where is this place? How long have I been sleeping?

"Holds of millions of years!" Meng Fan smiled indifferently and said, "You have slept for at least hundreds of millions of years, because the world of cultivation has been destroyed for hundreds of millions of years."

"Are you scared, really?"

Meng Fan nodded, got out of bed and opened the curtains. The brightness of the sunrise had just risen. Under the red sun, a spectacular and prosperous city appeared in front of him, with tall buildings one after another, showing prosperity everywhere.

"Is this--?" The fiber floated by the window and looked at all this in a staringly.

"This is human civilization." Meng Fan said, "Human civilization has existed for only ten thousand years, but it is about to follow in your cultivation of the world and is about to be destroyed."

The fiber shook her head hard, as if she had not accepted the fact that the world of cultivation had been destroyed.

"Why am I still there?" After a while, the slender muttered.

In fact, Meng Fan also doesn't know why the fiber still exists. When the prehistoric biochemical dynasty was destroyed, everything related to the green crystal man was destroyed invisibly. Life buildings, all kinds of dinosaurs, more than 90% species... Everything collapsed and dissipated under the pressure of the God King.

It is the ultimate destruction of a civilization, and there will be no trace left.

Why does fiber exist? Is it related to the mysterious undersea mausoleum? At the moment of destruction, Li Shanhe separated some of the remnant souls and fled to the undersea mausoleum, and finally escaped a disaster. It was thought that the undersea mausoleum should have the effect of resisting the pressure of the god king. Perhaps it was because of the defense of the undersea mausoleum that the sword and fiber survived.

Xianxian slept in the long sword for hundreds of millions of years. After getting free, she flew around the room curiously, fiddling with the quilt and the towel. Finally, she was deeply attracted by the mirror in the washing room and couldn't help looking back and forth until Meng Fan wanted to go out to find Qin Wanyong and Tang Ji. The return of the magic sword.

Meng Fan didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he was particularly energetic and felt that the world was particularly clear. It should be the reason why the aura in his body reached the state of ethereal.

After a few minutes, Meng Fan, Qin Wanyong and Tang Ji gathered in the lobby on the first floor, went out together, ate something, and then discussed the next goal.

The nearest target to Paris, France, is London, England, where there is a controller named Moyu. Meng Fan can't confirm that he is a subordinate of Carlos, so he can only inquire after going to London.

After everything was ready, the three of them bought the nearest plane tickets and rushed to London...

At this time, the solar system, Jupiter.

The planet is desolate, full of dry dust and uneven hills, and there is no sign of life. In a corner of Jupiter, there stands a mountain formed by dust and rocks. In the shadow of the foot of the mountain, a white-haired old man sits cross-legged.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, brushed his long beard, and his eyes were shining: "The magic sword, the sword of the first master, finally awakened again!"

"What did you say?" In the shadow, a young man with soft hair and wanton shawl, was Song Qing, the 'space jumper'.

"Haha..." The old man hooked his finger, and a dragon crutch came into the air and fell into his hand. He stood up trembling with his crutch, looked up at the starry sky and laughed.

"Neuropath!" Song Qing muttered in a low voice, and his body gradually faded away and disappeared out of thin air.

"The time calculated from spiritual power to here should be an hour ago!" After laughing, the old man stretched out his waist and said to himself, "Oh, it's time for my old bone to move."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, one step by step, and disappeared into the vast night sky in an hour...

Seven or eight hours later, Meng Fan and others came to London, England.

This is a modern city as famous in the world as Paris, where there is a power controller - the 'Blood Fury'.

When they first came here, the three of them didn't know the way, and they were all a little confused.

"Where the hell is that ink?" Standing by the roadside and looking at the endless crowd, Meng Fan asked helplessly.

Finding a person in a city with millions of people is no less difficult than looking for a needle in the sea.

"Use the old way!" Qin Wanyong said, "When there are few people in the early morning, we will make a little movement, which may attract that person out."

"That's the only way." Meng Fan nodded helplessly.

The United States and Europe are Carlos' sphere of influence. Their men are all over the country and firmly control the politics and economy of these countries. If you want to completely eradicate his power, you must do one word - quickly! At least you can't give them a chance to get together.

It is 5 p.m. at this time, and there are still seven or eight hours left before the early morning. This period is undoubtedly difficult. Meng Fan and the three of them ate something and found a hotel. After settling down, they began to call other groups to ask about their situation.

At present, the situation is relatively stable. Carlos and Mi Xiu's whereabouts are firmly monitored by Su Su, Xiao Ai and Omarian. Once they take action, the three will intercept them. The other two groups also have preliminary results. The Doctor group has eliminated a controller, while Chen Chong group has no record of killing the enemy, but also found the whereabouts of a Carlos controller.

The three groups divide Europe into three parts as their respective battlefields, and everything is under control.

After contacting other groups, Qin Wanyong and Tang Ji took a break to prepare for the night battle. Meng Fan was not sleepy, so he sat on ** and continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

After entering the ethereal realm, Meng Fan's speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth has increased, almost dozens of times more than before. Moreover, after entering the practice, he not only did not feel tired, but became more relaxed. While enhancing his own strength, he can achieve the effect of relieving all fatigue. The combination of the two is wonderful and endless.

After a while, Meng Fan opened his eyes, smiled and said to himself, "In this way, don't you have to sleep in the future?"

"Yes!" The slender jumped out of the sword, "The real strong man can live with heaven and earth, never age, and never need to sleep. My last master was like this, but later, he left me and flew to the divine world alone.

"Real?" Meng Fan smiled, closed his eyes, and continued to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

The slender body turned around, returned to the sword body and fell asleep.

In the process of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, time passed quickly. Seven or eight hours were only in the blink of an eye. When Meng Fan opened his eyes again, it was dark around and it was already late at night.

Meng Fan turned on the bedside lamp and looked at the time. It was exactly 1:00 a.m.

Call Qin Wanyong and Tang Ji. They have just woken up and are in the best state. The three gathered together, left the hotel and stepped on the cold street.

At one o'clock in the morning, there were sporadic people on the street, occasionally riding one or two sports cars, but in the middle of the night, the motorcycle party became active. You can often see a group of young people riding motorcycles like death, breaking the tranquility of the street and leaving a long motor roar, which is very harsh.

"How can I get that person's attention?" Meng Fan looked at Qin Wanyong and asked, "Why don't we use the old method?"

"Ye" Qin Wanyong nodded, "Any controller will follow a few followers. As long as we alert the nearest followers, he will inform his leader in time."

"Good!" Meng Fan's mind moved, and the magic sword shot out like a meteor. In an hour, it rose to a thousand meters high and emitted a dazzling cyan light in the dark night sky.

Whenever the aura in Meng Fan's body improves, the light of the trapped magic sword is bright. At this time, the trapped magic sword in the sky is like the dazzling sun, completely illuminating most of the city.

"Blood Fury, come out and see me!"

Meng Fan took a deep breath and let out a dull shout. Layers of sound waves were emitted by the aura in his body, echoing over the whole city.