"What exactly is the test of the second hall of this chaotic route?"

Zhao Fan looked at the figure in confusion.

Although he felt that the key point was the weapon with the same shape as one of the symbols.

But, it's too vulnerable.

The angry blood is not hit by the blade, and the power fluctuates can shatter it.

Moreover, the holder is just a weak chicken comparable to the peak of the extreme realm...

Kill! In fact, it is just in front of Zhao Fan that the peak of the extreme realm seems like a weak cock.

"Try killing again."

Zhao Fan's thoughts moved.

This time he did not use his anger blood, but directly swung his fist upwards.

However, there must be exercises and secret techniques.

Otherwise, Zhao Fan would not be able to fight against the high-level position.

He started to operate "Extinction" and "Nine-Level Shock".

With a punch, he roared and hit the symbolic weapon in his hand.

Puchi!

The weapons were broken.

The black-faced armor figure was also severely injured.

Even so, he still stood up with difficulty, his murderous intent towards Zhao Fan was not reduced at all, and he still had to take action!

Zhao Fan added a punch and killed it casually.

The next moment.

The same scene as before appeared again.

The black-faced armor figure decomposed into countless particles and dissipated.

Everything in the hall returned to peace and there was no change.

Zhao Fan's eyes twitched, and then he came to the corner again, looked at the push rod, and pushed it for a while.

Immediately afterwards.

The vortex of the Immortal Sea Water appears.

The black-faced armor figure holding a symbolic weapon appeared again!

Levels and breath, as always.

“…”

Zhao Fan asked speechlessly: "Brother, can you give me some tips? Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable if you keep being killed by me like this?"

The black-faced armor figure ignored it, as if it carried an unchangeable mission, and rushed towards Zhao Fan with murderous intent.

"Who made this Immortal Temple? At least it will explain the rules clearly!"

Zhao Fan complained and fought back.

soon.

Kill the other party again.

He simply leaned in the corner of the wall, holding the bloody sword in one hand and holding the push rod in the other to push it.

A black-faced armor figure appeared.

He killed it with one knife.

Then push the push rod and kill it.

This cycle has been repeated hundreds of times.

"Damn, I'm tired."

Zhao Fan looked at the black-faced armor figure who couldn't remember the first time he appeared and said, "Come on, change to a fresher gameplay. I'll sit still and let you cut it."

Anyway, there is an immortal river in his body.

The power of the peak extreme realm is probably to be exhausted before he could kill Zhao Fan.

The reason why Zhao Fan did this was because he found that it was meaningless to kill. In this hall, there was nothing strange except for the push rod and the bunch of symbols on the door.

In the final analysis, the problem lies in the black-faced armor figure summoned by the putter.

Since that's the case, let the other party attack. After all, when you see yourself, you have such a strong murderous intent. Maybe you can get a passive beating and you can trigger something.

Zhao Fan remained motionless, and there was no sign of resistance.

In an instant.

The black-faced armor figure waved the symbolic weapon and landed in front of him.

Bang!

A symbolic weapon hit Zhao Fan.

"Um?"

Zhao Fan's face suddenly turned into horror!

because.

When it was hit by that symbolic weapon.

It was like an invisible symbol that penetrated into one's body, spreading ripples, ripples that spread to all corners of the body, without missing a single one!

Moreover, the damage caused by the offensive of symbolic weapons...

It actually seemed like the immortal mark, immortal heart and even the immortal river that did not alarm me!

It was like they saw it and pretended not to see it, and they started a strike...

So much so.

Zhao Fan’s peak physical strength was directly hit by a severe injury!

"Damn, this symbolic weapon is so weird!"

Zhao Fan was so scared that he dodged away, and the second attack of the black-faced armored figure failed.

"Can't let him hit me anymore."

Zhao Fan was a little angry and immediately punched him out.

The black-faced armor figure and symbolic weapons were broken!!!

"Huh...is very dangerous."

Zhao Fan collapsed on the ground and recovered from his injuries.

No matter how he urges his privileges at the immortal level, the immortal mark, the immortal heart and the immortal river are as if they are not seen at any time.

"Are they indistinguishable from the injuries caused by this symbolic weapon? Or are they blinded and mistakenly thought that my body was intact?"

Zhao Fan's mind flashed...

This time, he did not push the putter again, but fell into thinking.

After a while.

Zhao Fan thoughtfully took out the wooden bead full of symbols and looked at the symbol that was consistent with the shape of the weapon.

"Um?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, "I have never understood this symbol now, but I have never understood it. It feels like I can understand its meaning without the ignition of the fire fox."

Immediately afterwards.

Zhao Fan looked at other symbols, but still knew nothing.

Only this symbol corresponding to the shape of the weapon was touched.

"Is it because I was hit by it?"

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up and he understood the key point.

A moment later.

Zhao Fan drank a drop of Yequan water, and the injury recovered and couldn't wait to push the putter.

The black-faced armor figure appeared in a hand holding a symbolic weapon.

"Come on, I'll allow you to hit me again."

Zhao Fan took the initiative to stand in front of the other side, holding the wooden bead in hand.

The black-faced armor figure moved, without any mercy on his move, and a symbolic weapon hit Zhao Fan.
To be continued...