Yang Fan widened his eyes and looked at the white-browed man in confusion.
What an international joke.
This is a foggy dead sea, completely silent and devoid of any spiritual energy.
Not only that, the soul-devouring fog from all directions is also continuously devouring the spiritual power in the warriors' bodies.
If the Baimei Yao people were to survive the calamity here, they would definitely die and there would be no chance of success!
"Too much energy just leaked out, which attracted a thunder tribulation. You will control this compass."
The white-browed Yao man looked slightly embarrassed.
Afterwards, he quickly threw the hot ancient compass to Yang Fan and restrained the leaked aura from his body.
Only after he completely restrained his breath did the rolling black clouds of thunder and lightning in the sky slowly disappear.
"call!"
In the back, a group of big men who followed Fei Ying all breathed a sigh of relief.
If the White-browed Yao people were really undergoing a tribulation in the foggy Dead Sea, they would definitely suffer as well.
"Holy crap! Is the spiritual energy supply of this compass so terrifying?"
As soon as Yang Fan took over the compass of the ancestors, he found something wrong.
This palm-sized ancient compass looks inconspicuous.
The demand for spiritual power is extremely exaggerated.
Even a terrestrial immortal in the Mahayana stage can only supply spiritual power for half an hour at most in such an extreme environment before it is exhausted.
Yang Fan turned his head to look at the white-browed man flying beside him, feeling cheated.
Could it be that Senior Baimei didn't want to continue exerting his strength, so he deliberately brought down the thunder tribulation to scare them?
So, he became the number one grudge?
"Ahem! Young people need to exercise more. I'm old and useless..."
When the Baimei Yao people saw Yang Fan turning his head and staring at him suspiciously, they hurriedly explained.
Yang Fan looked at his old fox expression, and became more and more certain in his heart... that he had been deceived by him and thought he was a resentful person.
"I will control the compass of the ancients, too."
"However, all the crystals you obtain from the fog monster you kill later must be given to me!"
Yang Fan never does business that would put him at a disadvantage.
He turned his head to look at everyone, expressing his attitude.
"no problem!"
"No problem!"
"It's a small matter."
"I agree!"
In the rear, leaders from various countries nodded in agreement.
Seeing that the compass consumed so much spiritual energy, they were about to ask for help.
Knot.
How could they not be happy when Yang Fan, such a smart guy, took the initiative to take over this mess?
Compared to controlling the ancient compass as a navigator, it is much easier to kill the fog monsters that appear from time to time all around!
Seeing that everyone agreed, Yang Fan didn't say anything more.
In an instant, he injected the surging spiritual power in his body into the compass.
Buzz!
The light on the top of the compass is as dazzling as the sun.
Originally, the group's speed of advancement was not slow, but now it was doubled.
"Yang Fan, are you a fool?"
"If you consume your spiritual energy like this, it will be exhausted soon."
Beside him, Nightingale frowned and cursed.
Although.
Because of the little loli matter, she didn't want to bother with this bastard.
But Nightingale was still very concerned about Yang Fan's safety.
"The Dead Sea of Fog is quite large... It will probably take several days to pass through safely."
"You're consuming so much spiritual energy. If you don't wait for the Guiding Lighthouse to replenish it, you'll probably fall into the Dead Sea."
Ivanya also gave a kind reminder.
In her opinion, Yang Fan was just showing off.
"It's okay, I have my own way."
Yang Fan smiled, appearing calm and composed.
For other martial arts masters, it might be easier to kill the cunning fog monster in the fog.
But for him, he felt it was more comfortable to control the compass of the ancestors to travel.
You don't have to do anything, just inject spiritual power and rush forward.
For him, who was born from a dragon vein mother, the least valuable thing is spiritual power.
"You're just too proud!"
Seeing that Yang Fan refused to listen, Nightingale became angry and ignored him.
Let you pretend!
When your spiritual power runs out and you fall into the sea... just wait to cry!
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