Weird World of Immortality

"What are you looking at, is there a way to come over and fight?"

Zhou Fan's arrogant provocative voice is not small, it echoes in the wasteland, at least the ghost burial coffin not far away can definitely hear it.

It's just that the ghost burial coffin didn't respond to Zhou Fan's provocation.

"If you don't have the guts to come here, then just stay there." Zhou Fan sneered disdainfully, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart. From this, it can be seen that this ghost burial coffin is probably not wise, otherwise he will not speak to him. No response at all.

Zhou Fan looked at the red sky and the setting sun, he weighed it in his heart, but he still did not break the stalemate.

Because Li Jiuyue and the others had just left, and the convoy could not go too far, they had to stop to prepare for the night.

If you do it now, it may implicate Li Jiuyue and the others.

Besides, if he makes a move at this time, once he can't beat him, he has to run for his life. It will be dark and running around in the wilderness is a very dangerous thing for him now.

Best to last until dawn.

At dawn, the whole day will allow him to do more things that are beneficial to him.

The premise of all this is that the ghost burial coffin did not break the deadlock.

Zhou Fan pondered, as he thought before, if the ghost burial coffin is not moved now, it is very likely that he will not do it that night.

Of course, he also has to consider the bad situation that the ghost burial coffin will attack him after the dark night...

He calmly thought about how to deal with such a bad situation for a while, and then he looked at the ghost burial coffin. The one that attracted his attention the most was undoubtedly the mahogany coffin.

He has an intuition that the real danger of ghost burials lies in the mahogany coffin.

It's just that after Luoshui Township's Yiluan Si failed to eliminate ghost burial coffins, he still didn't know much about ghost burial coffins, otherwise he would know more useful information.

The Department of Yiluan regards the ghost burial coffin as a whole weirdness, but it may not be one weirdness, but a combination of several weirdnesses.

This will affect Zhou Fan's judgment of the battle. If the ghost burial coffin is several strange things, then even if one of them is killed, it will not cause any damage to the others, and at most it will weaken their strength.

Of course, if it is composed of scattered monsters, they must have a core of command. If you kill that core, the crisis may not be solved.

The key is who is at their core?

Three grey figures? Three black shadow beasts? Six-hoofed black beast? Mahogany coffin? Or the most inconspicuous black iron sledge?

Zhou Fan tended to be the core of the mahogany coffin, but he was just guessing.

And what puzzled him the most was, why did the ghost burial coffin stare at him?

There are many guesses in his mind, but he can't confirm which one is closer to the truth.

The setting sun on the wasteland sank only halfway, and it was getting closer and closer to the time of darkness.

At this time, he thought to himself that Li Jiuyue and the others had stopped to spend the night.

He took out the dry food and water from the package, first distributed some to the old man, and then he slowly ate the food while looking at the ghost burial coffin.

No one knows how long the ghost burial coffin will wait, but the ghost burial coffin is willing to wait like this, so he has been waiting with the ghost burial coffin.

Until dawn!

When Zhou Fan was full, night fell on this wasteland.

He took out the burning wood with the talisman, and the wood burned with a faint blue flame to disperse the dark night that came.

The ghost burial coffin on the other side also began to change.

The three little black shadow beasts that had been crouching all the time, ran to the feet of the six-hoofed black beast.

They ran from the beast's feet to the beast's back, ran along the beast's back to the beast's head, and finally the three shadowy little beasts standing on the beast's forehead turned into three groups of blood-colored rays of light and flew to the three machete horns.

They were hung on the tips of three irregular machete horns, like three lanterns hanging from the horns.

The blood-colored light shrouded the ghost burial coffin, which was especially conspicuous in the dark night.

The mahogany coffin seemed to be stained with a cloud of blood, so bright that it wanted to drip blood.

Zhou Fan watched this strange scene, his whole body was tense, as long as the ghost burial coffin dared to attack, he could only do it.

But after a while, the ghost burial coffin did not change.

"Is it also afraid of the shadows in the dark night?" Zhou Fan whispered to himself.

After confirming that the ghost burial coffin would not be attacked, Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at his brother: "Brother, you sleep for a while."

The dude closed his eyes obediently and began to rest.

Zhou Fan sat silently, looking at the ghost burial coffin, always on guard against the ghost burial coffin that might attack.

It's just that the ghost burial coffin did not attack. After about an hour, a white light came out from the ground three feet away in front of the ghost burial coffin.

The moment the white light came out, it was dazzling.

Therefore, Zhou Fan also discovered the white light for the first time, and his face changed slightly: "What is this?"

Like boiling water, the white light group is changing violently. It stretches out a white line that climbs upwards. The white line rises straight up and expands continuously, from a thin line to the thickness of an arm and a thick leg white beam of light.

After the white beam of light rose to three feet, the top of it derived a white light the size of a little finger, and countless white light rays were irregularly curved and grew upward. After they grew three feet, white light leaves drilled out from the branches.

This is a white tree of light, and the initial white light is its seed.

The White Light Tree emits a soft white light at night, but instead of dispelling the darkness, it merges with it.

Light is darkness, and darkness is light.

At the moment when the white light tree stopped growing, a dozen or so black human-shaped shadows approached the white light tree in the dark night, and they ran around the white light tree and made eerie laughter.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized it. This is a blood-level wandering soul tree!

The wandering soul tree only appears in the dark night. It is a famous shadow monster. Every time it appears, it attracts shadow monsters to surround it and rejoice around it, so that it can be used by it.

Because of the dark night, the wandering spirit tree has a very high risk factor in the blood-severe class. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Zhou Fan's face was solemn. If there was only a ghost burial coffin, then he still had a little bit of confidence. Now that there is a blood-level wandering soul tree, he is ready to catch the old man and escape at any time.

It's just that the wandering soul tree seems to have not seen Zhou Fan, and those shadows are just laughing and circling around the wandering soul tree, so fast that only vague shadows can be seen.

The six-hoofed black beast in the ghost burial coffin kicked its legs. It was still looking straight ahead, and now it was the wandering spirit tree in front of it.

Zhou Fan didn't move easily, Chidao was a joke to the blood-severing monsters, they wouldn't rush over because they hated the smell of Chidao's Black Sun Stone.

But now the situation is unclear, Zhou Fan is tense all over, he vaguely feels that something is wrong, it seems that the wandering soul tree is not here for him, but for the ghost burial coffin.

Of the three, only the shadows of the wandering soul tree are smiling.

But at this time, there was a unique sound from the dark depths in the distance, like the sizzling sound of something thrown into a frying pan.

Something has come.