"Since I can't take action myself, what about my ***?" Yang Fan smiled.

He practiced the magical power of "external incarnation" in Tianleyuan, with the purpose of increasing his strength and survival cost.

Of course, this method has a high risk, and Yang Fan will not let *** approach Qiling Lake and take risks.

After waiting for another hour or two, most of the monks were discouraged and gave up the Qiling Lake and went elsewhere to look for opportunities.

Deng Shiyao and the young man in the blue robe also left the rockery area, and they also gave up Qiling Lake.

Seeing Deng Shiyao leave, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled faintly: "It's your turn to play!"

Swish!

A cold man in a black robe and a face as cold as thousands of years old appeared beside Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was hiding his body, but Shi Qianhan did not.

His demonic energy gradually rose up, his eyes were like an abyss, and the terrible aura emitted was enough to make the great Jindan monk afraid.

Shi Qianhan slowly walked towards the direction of Qiling Lake, and his actions attracted the attention of some monks.

Of course, Yang Fan would not let Shi Qianhan get too close, at least he could not enter the range where he was shocked by the dragon roar.

Finally, Shi Qianhan stopped, and many demon cultivators and monks on the field looked at him.

Shi Qianhan's eyes turned cold and he glanced at these demon cultivators and human powerhouses.

Anyone who was swept by his eyes trembled.

"This person is so terrible. Where did the powerful demon come from?"

The monks on the field started to communicate secretly.

"This person's cultivation is a bit like the legendary one..." Wu Jin stared at Shi Qianhan, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Shi Qianhan raised his hand and a silver-armored puppet appeared in front of him.

This was actually a puppet with a high level strength comparable to that of the Golden Pill, and the eyes of all the monks on the field lit up.
Chapter completed!