Weird World of Immortality

In the tent, Zhou Fan finished today's cultivation of marrow washing and put away the black and red porcelain bottle with empty sound and ghost thunder, with a relaxed smile on his face.

When he was alone in the wasteland, under the danger of oppression, in order to improve his strength, he had already tried to wash his skull and successfully entered the high level of washing.

Now he still has 19 skulls left to wash the pulp, as long as these nineteen skulls are completed, his pulp washing is perfect.

After feeling the majestic infuriating energy in the bone and the gas field for a while, he put away the silent symbol that isolates the sound. If there is no silent symbol, the ghost sound of the empty sound, the ghost thunder, and the ghost sound may spread out, and maybe it will cause trouble. What a misunderstanding.

Zhou Fan listened carefully, and heard the night warrior outside the camp whispering, and the man lying on the ground also wagged his tail at him.

After confirming that there was no problem outside the camp, he lay down and went to sleep.

Entering the Grey River space, he who appeared on the boat habitually looked to the other side of the boat.

Only tonight, the black dragon was not there.

However, it is not surprising that these guides occasionally disappear.

Zhou Fan did not struggle, but concentrated on his own cultivation.

After an unknown period of time, he suddenly found that his body on the boat became a little blurry.

This caused Zhou Fan's complexion to change slightly, but before he could think about it, he had already escaped from the Grey River space.

In reality, as soon as Zhou Fan opened his eyes, he sat up and saw the old man jumping onto the bed and pulling his trousers.

When the old man saw that he was awake, he let out a low whimper, and the hair all over his body stood up.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and picked up the rusty knife and talisman bag placed by the bed.

Eyes vigilantly scan the tent, which is still dimly lit by the oil lamp.

In the wild, even when sleeping, the oil lamp will always be lit, otherwise when danger strikes, even if you can wake up quickly, in the dark environment, it is easy to die.

It was just that the tent was empty, and apart from him and his brother, there was nothing to be found.

Dude still ignores the low bark, it doesn't know where the danger is coming from, but it senses it.

Zhou Fan got out of bed barefoot, he hung the talisman bag around his waist at will, and the rusty knife was already unsheathed.

He knew that the dude wouldn't sense anything wrong, and it was very likely that something strange had entered the tent.

He listened carefully, and his face suddenly changed.

problem occurs!

Zhou Fan glanced at the forbidden evil talisman again, and there was no problem with the forbidden evil talisman, which made him feel a little more at ease.

It's just that his face is still ugly. There are eight warriors on duty at night, but these eight people seem to be unable to make any movement, so they are subdued.

He thought so, worried about Li Jiuyue's safety, but he didn't rush out in a hurry.

His eyes kept rolling, looking in four directions, up, down, left and right, because there was something hidden in the tent, and the dude was constantly scanning all corners of the tent with his eyes, which showed that the danger came from inside the tent.

Dude has a keen sense of danger, Zhou Fan dare not have any contempt.

The old man suddenly barked at the oil lamp hanging in the middle of the tent.

Zhou Fan took a close look at the oil lamp. Only then did he realize that there was something wrong with the six flying insects swirling around the oil lamp. These flying insects were as big as mosquitoes, just like the flying insects that usually like to surround the flame wick, but their wings are like flames. The same, roaring burning.

"Flame blood worm!" Zhou Fan's face became ugly when these three words appeared in his heart.

At this time, six flying insects suddenly devoured the flame of the oil lamp, they became as big as flies, and the whole body burned.

They buzzed and slammed into Zhou Fan, like six tiny sparks.

Zhou Fan sneered, the rust knife in his hand was swung out, and a cold blue flame rose from the rust knife.

Six knife lights flashed past, completely crushing the six flying insects that hit the ground, and they fell to the ground, leaving six blackened fire spots the size of fingernails on the ground.

Only then did Zhou Fan retract the knife and sheath it. The flame blood worm is only a blood-swimming monster, but it is a kind of blood-roaming monster with a very high degree of danger.

They will devour the flames, and then rush towards their enemies. As long as they burn the enemy's skin, as long as their flames touch the enemy's blood, the enemy's blood will quickly burn like oil.

The six flame blood worms didn't come in for a long time. When Zhou Fan found them, they were swallowing the flames.

It is estimated that they were sensed by the old man as soon as they came in.

The flame blood worms will definitely not appear here for no reason, something drives them in.

Zhou Fan thought of this for the first time in his heart, the purple-gold light spread out from his body, condensed into purple-gold light armor, and there were different armor runes on the light armor.

Only then did he carefully lift the tent's curtain and glanced outside, only to see the faint blue fire emanating from the Nether Flame Talisman, but no one was seen.

There is no shadow of ambush on either side.

He rushed out of the tent, the dude following him.

The evening wind of early autumn brings a chill.

Wearing purple-gold light armor, he didn't feel any chill, which means that there is no poison or curse against him in the air.

Zhou Fan looked around, and the night warrior in the empty camp was not there, as if he was the only one left.

His face under the purple gold visor was slightly cold, he didn't think much, and walked quickly towards Li Jiuyue's tent.

He stopped in front of the door of Li Jiuyue's tent. He didn't call out, but held his breath. He went around to the other side of the tent, drew a knife, and with a hiss, the tent cracked open. rush in.

The moment he rushed in, he was greeted by a golden long sword.

The long sword was filled with cold ice.

Zhou Fan drew a knife to block.

With a ding sound, the rusty knife collided with the golden long sword, and Zhou Fan shouted in a low voice, "Brother Li, it's me."

Li Jiuyue was wearing the clothes of the day before he took back the golden long sword and said in a daze, "Brother Zhou, why did you break into my tent at night?"

"Something happened~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhou Fan said helplessly, fortunately it was him, if anyone else, maybe they would be killed by Li Jiuyue's sword.

"What happened?" Li Jiuyue also felt wrong, just got up from the bed, picked up the golden long sword and thought to look outside, only to find that the tent was cracked. That scene just happened.

"The night-time warrior in the camp is gone." Zhou Fan didn't care about the sword, but said in a deep voice.

Zhou Fan looked at the oil lamp in the tent. He was relieved after he found no trace of the flame blood worm.

Li Jiuyue's face became ugly.

The two did not elaborate, but rushed out of the tent.

They began to search for other tents, but soon found that in the camp, except for the two of them, everyone was gone.

The empty camp gave people a sense of eerie terror.

When they thought that the warriors and grooms in the convoy disappeared without a sound, both of them felt a chill in their hearts.