Weird World of Immortality

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Under the yellow **** tree is a large green and black urn that is as high as a person.

The large cylindrical urn with a small bottom and a large mouth has no patterns on it, and it contrasts with the yellow **** tree, which looks like a very ordinary scene.

But this is a barren mountain, where is the big urn?

The big urn drew Zhou Fan and the others' attention.

Zhou Fan and the others didn't know why, they just kept looking at the big urn, and after a while, they realized the fact that their minds were captured.

"Don't stare at it." Zhou Fan whispered.

Everyone turned their heads and stopped looking at the big urn.

"Go." Wen Xiao said.

Whatever the urn was, they just had to leave.

But they soon discovered that no matter how fast they were going, the urn was always on their left.

Zhou Fan glanced at the big urn, then quickly turned his head and asked, "Has anyone seen this?"

No one knew what this urn was.

It is a very dangerous thing to attack an unknown in the wilderness.

"Ignore it." Zhou Fan said flatly.

It's best not to approach and not attack until you can't confirm it.

Because the big urn was on the side, Zhou Fan and the others had to slow down. They had to beware of visible or invisible attacks that could come at any time.

They soon discovered an astonishing fact, that they could not see a strange trace wherever they went.

It seems that after the appearance of the big urn, all the weirdness disappeared.

"Are those freaks afraid of this big urn?" Du Ni asked with a slightly condensed expression.

"I really want to smash this annoying thing with a slingshot." Xiong Feixiu said impatiently, of course she was just talking.

"Xiao Wou, if there is really any danger later, don't rush forward and let them deal with it. If the momentum is not right, then you and our family should flee quickly." Eunuch Ao whispered.

"You dead eunuch!" Xiong Feixiu glared at Eunuch Ao angrily.

"You son of a bitch!" Eunuch Ao yelled sharply and angrily.

"Shut up!" Zhou Fan's face was slightly cold, where is this time for a quarrel?

Xiong Feixiu and Eunuch Ao turned their heads and ignored each other.

Zhou Fan's six senses have been open, and his face suddenly changed slightly: "No, stop."

As soon as Zhou Fan stopped, everyone also stopped.

Then the big urn also stopped.

"What happened? Why did you stop?" Ao Gonggong asked fearfully. He felt that he had been unlucky and bad luck in the past year, and accidents would happen wherever he went.

No one answered Grandpa Ao, and Grandpa Ao also found out, and the dense strangeness passed through the yellow **** trees.

The monsters of different shapes and levels formed a circle and surrounded them.

Layer after layer of weirdness, I can't tell how many weirdnesses are here, I am afraid that the entire Huangzuzzi Mountain and even the surrounding monsters have come over.

Zhou Fan and the others took out their weapons, and stared at these monsters with a heavy expression.

Eunuch Ao's face was pale, and there were so many strange things. Once he rushed towards them, he patted his storage bag, a silver light flickered, and he had a jade ball in his hand. If it really doesn't work, He urged the jade ball given to him by his godfather and took him away with Xiao Wu.

Why are there so many jokes?

Zhou Fan held a pair of knives, he thought calmly, if he was the only one, with the tyrannical body he cultivated in his golden body, even if he couldn't kill all the monsters, he would definitely have no problem trying to get out of the siege, but now With people like Du Ni beside him, he had to think more.

He put his eyes on the still big urn, he felt that there were so many strange things coming, it was probably related to the big blue-black urn.

The big urn still didn't see any change, its previous movement was fleeting, but no one had ever seen or heard such a special weirdness.

The group of monsters that surrounded them did not move for a long time, and Zhou Fan and the others did not dare to move rashly.

Only the mountain wind blew the leaves of the yellow pawns rustling.

"Something's wrong." Zhang Li Xiaohu said: "What are they waiting for?"

As soon as Zhang Li Xiaohu's words fell, the bodies of the monsters surrounding them suddenly twisted, and they silently burst into light or mist of different colors.

The light and mist of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple floated strangely, and then merged into a colorful mist.

All these mists rushed towards the big urn. The big urn swallowed all the mist like a whale swallowing the sea. Its interior seemed to be infinite. .

All the weirdness, the weirdness that brought Zhou Fan and the others a lot of pressure, are gone.

This all of a sudden happened in a short moment.

After swallowing the massive mist, the big urn trembled faintly, and the mouth of the urn spit out ink-like lines.

More and more ink lines fell on the ground, they were intertwined, the entanglement became higher and higher, and they were taking shape.

Zhou Fan and the others did not dare to look any further, and fled outside the mountain as if flying.

It's just that the entangled ink lines were divided into small parts, and they shot towards Zhou Fan and the others.

The ink line from the rush is extremely fast, and it arrives in an instant.

Zhou Fan and the others were forced to stop, turned around, and avoided those ink lines~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ink lines penetrated dozens of yellow **** trees, leaving fine pinholes in those trees.

Only then did Zhou Fan and the others discover that the ink lines spit out from the mouth of the urn had been intertwined and formed, and what appeared in their eyes was a giant of ink lines that was ten feet tall. The giant's shape was very unstable, and the ink lines were still twisting wildly.

The ink line giant has no eyes, but it is watching Zhou Fan and the others, and countless hair-like ink lines are sprayed from its body, bending and stabbing.

The vegetation dominated by the yellow **** tree was all thorned into a sieve.

Looking at the ink lines that were stabbing rapidly, Zhou Fan and the others scattered to avoid the ink lines' attacks.

"Kill it." Zhou Fan shouted loudly.

Some of them are not very fast. I am afraid it will be difficult to escape from this ink-line giant. The only way now is to kill this unknown and strange that appeared strangely.

Du Ni and the others agreed while dodging Mo Xian's attack.

Thin Monkey, Grandpa Ao, and the younger sister all fled back. This was what they had discussed before. If there was too much weirdness, they only needed to protect themselves.

And Zhou Fan and the others have already greeted the giant ink line.

Yelaitianxiang was singing loudly, and the first beautiful sound of heavenly sounds spread out and turned into circles of blue light, shrouding Zhou Fan and the others.

The second song turned to become a little lower, and the huge ink line giant body paused slightly,

Pause at this moment.

Zhou Fan's pair of knives slashed out countless sword gangs, and the Wujin slingshot in Xiong Feixiu's hand pulled up, and a golden projectile popped out.

Du Ni's hands turned into muddy mud, and the **** of mud were projected out.

Wen Xiao's bandage wrapped around his body was undone, and the dark blue bugs buzzed out, turning into ice lines.