At this time, the sun was originally warm on the ground, but the third man used his magic to make the world feel dizzy.
Originally, due to constraints, Wu Fan had no intention of wasting his energy by using the ghost control technique, but suddenly, he saw movement in Lao San's chest!
Suspecting that he had seen it wrong, Wu Fan deliberately stabilized his figure, and then saw the snake sticking half of its head out, looking towards Wu Fan...
As mentioned before, although this snake-turned-snake was in a bad condition, his life was actually not serious, and he had already woken up during the underground fight.
It was just that when he was about to run away, he was caught by the third child again. Because he was worried that the other party would jump over the wall in a hurry, he had no choice but to continue to pretend to be dead.
Seeing the snake looking at him, Wu Fan had an idea.
He summoned a little ghost with the help of the yellow mist under his feet, and at the moment when the third snake escaped, he made a sudden change and rescued the snake back from danger after danger.
"Buzz buzz!"
Suddenly, a burst of noise rang in his ears. Wu Fan turned around and saw a guy with a bee head flying close to the ground and coming to them.
There were so many bee soldiers and butterfly generals under Hua Ji that even though Mu Fengchun was careful, a few of them still missed him.
"Captain, be careful!" Xiao Jie put his hand to his waist, covered the long sword with a layer of cold air, and stabbed the nearest bee soldier with his sword!
As soon as the bee soldier came into contact with the cold air, his whole body was covered with frost. Then he stumbled forward and fell to the ground, shattering into a piece of dregs.
Seeing this, Wu Fan and Xiao Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Although this guy looked similar to Matchmaker Bee, his strength was very different.
After a few more thrusts of the sword, their feet were already covered with ice, and they wanted to take advantage of the path that Xiao Jie had taken to leave.
Unfortunately, the frantic Lao San also "awakened", his pupils were stained with blood, and his anger almost turned into substance, flowing out from his seven orifices.
"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not willing to give in! Why? It's obvious that they are two-legged ants who are trying their best to stop me from transforming into a dragon over and over again..."
"The opportunity has not come yet? Impossible! I have obviously obtained the snake form, but these bastards ruined my good deeds!"
"I don't care! So what if the ritual is difficult to accomplish? Even if you are a half-dragon, I will admit it! Today I have to make my own ritual. Even if you are an adult, you can't stop me!"
The third child roared at the top of his lungs into the air in front of him. Although he seemed to be talking to himself, his attitude seemed to be communicating with someone invisible to others.
At first, Wu Fan thought he was talking to Hua Ji, but when he saw Hua Ji's equally confused look, he ended his suspicion.
Wu Fan would not be stupid enough to wait for death, so the other party's roar did not delay him and Xiao Jie at all, and they had already escaped very far in a short time.
However, as soon as the roar of the third child stopped, there was a loud "rumbling" sound.
The two of them felt the ground trembling and were unable to stand still. They watched helplessly as a huge gap opened in front of them, separating the way. In the gap was the abyss.
Looking at the abyss, Wu Fan actually had the urge to jump in. He was very curious about whether the abyss in the Demon Locking Tower had an end.
If so, will there be hope or despair at the end?
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"Take me as your bones, use me as your bag, and use my blood to form the Dragon King!"
Different from the previous formula, this time the bones, flesh, and blood are all taken from the sandworm itself! It was obvious that he was going to sacrifice himself.
"Captain, please stand still and let Xiao Jie take you there!" Feeling the soul-trembling breath in the air, Xiao Jie hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.
"It's too late." Wu Fan's eyes were stained with ink, and he had already seen what was going to happen next.
"Captain, don't be discouraged, Xiao Jie will use his life to delay time for you!"
"I know what you mean, but it's useless even if I get to the other side now. The time left is not enough for me to escape from this world..."
What Wu Fan saw was the collapse of the heaven and earth here.
"Then... Captain, if we go to the entrance to the twelfth floor, we should have enough time.
And... uh..."
Xiao Jie was still making unremitting efforts to make suggestions for Wu Fan, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt bitter in his mouth. Hua Ji was very free now...
"I'm really sorry, Captain..." Xiao Jie drooped his head with a look of shame on his face, regretting that he had left a mark at the entrance to the fourteenth floor of the ice and snow to attract Wu Fan.
"This path is my own choice, you don't need to blame yourself." Wu Fan knew Xiao Jie's thoughts and comforted him with a smile.
Xiao Jie wanted to say something, but when he raised his head, his expression changed: "Captain... you... your face..."
"My face?" Wu Fan touched his cheek and found nothing unusual. "What's wrong with my face?"
"Captain, look..." Xiao Jie was so clever that he used magic to form an ice mirror on the sword.
Wu Fan got close to the "mirror" and took a look. The surprise on his face was also not small, because he actually saw his original face in the mirror!
"What's going on..." Wu Fan was stunned for a moment, but it wasn't just because of himself. He looked in the direction of Xiao Jie and saw the shadow of a dead tree appearing on Mu Fengchun in the distance! Especially under the shadow, there was a vague scene of a game of chess.
Next to the two people playing chess, there was a woman chasing the naughty boy, but before he could take a few more glances, these unnecessary scenes disappeared again, leaving only the dead tree.
And on Hua Ji not far away from Mu Fengchun, there is also an outline. This outline is not unfamiliar to Wu Fan. It is the emperor moth Yin Yang Butterfly that he has seen twice in Bixia Valley!
The emperor moth Yin Yang Butterfly that Wu Fan saw in the Bixia Valley had its left wing as white as snow and its right wing as black as ink. The beauty pattern on the white wings was a graceful silhouette, and the skull on the black wings was white and eye-catching. The two wings are flapping like a bunch of yin and yang fish taking care of each other.
At that time, Wu Fan was among the Emperor Moth Yin Yang Butterfly, and the last thing he wanted to see was this unique and proud butterfly who heralded the coming of divine punishment.
Now that I think about it carefully, its appearance does indeed confirm that I will encounter death soon! So today, when he saw it again, was he telling himself that he still couldn't escape the fate of dying again?
And all the efforts I have made to seek help to solve the problem of fire poison in my body are just in vain and will eventually come to nothing.
Although the butterfly shadow in front of me is only black and white, it reflects thousands of changes under the sunlight. It is even more brilliant than the color of the world, which is difficult to describe with all the words in the world.
It's as if these colors were supposed to be brought by the birth of the universe, but only a few of them are willing to show mercy to the mortal world.
"Captain, are you okay...?" Xiao Jie was very nervous when he saw Wu Fan looking lost.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Fan looked at Xiao Jie. Amidst the changes in the world, this person was the only one who remained the same.
At this time, Xiao Jie was like the spiritual yin stick in the underworld to Wu Fan, which could allow his unstable factor to gain a firm foothold after losing his mind.
"It doesn't matter now, but it won't matter later..."
Although this guy who used to be "Dragon Lao San" is not as powerful as his two brothers, if he were to sacrifice his body to complete the ceremony, Wu Fan would not be able to bear it based on his soul power alone. .
Hua Ji didn't mean to stop him at all, maybe all this didn't constitute a threat at all in her eyes.
Looking at the ground that was cracked like a spider web in front of him, Wu Fan was also a little embarrassed. Let alone stopping the ritual, even taking half a step closer was a problem.
"Crack..." The ice mirror on Xiao Jie's sword slipped to the ground and fell into two parallel semicircles, like a gourd.
Perhaps because he had no countermeasures, Wu Fan's thoughts were always flying around, and he inexplicably returned to the time when he was a naughty boy who was ignorant of the world.
I think back then, Wu Fan saw the cloud waves coming on the green reeds, and imagined that one day he would be able to fly in the air like his master, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, his spiritual energy would wither and fail. to an unprecedented point.
The spiritual energy of each sect is limited, and it cannot make ends meet, so it saves as much as possible unless necessary. Otherwise, once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the so-called sect will also be unable to make ends meet.
It exists in name only!
These non-essential uses include things like traveling with spiritual energy and exchanging spiritual stones.
Perhaps, the rich aura of the Jade Pot Sect was the main reason for its collapse, and the futile Five Elements Cauldron was perhaps just a reason? It's a pity that all this is no longer known...
Looking at the "green reed" in front of him, Wu Fan could only shake his head and sigh. If he had the ability to fly in the air, how could he be hindered by these "potholes"?
"Captain... Xiao Jie is useless... Captain, go with peace of mind, Xiao Jie will definitely avenge you!" Wu Fan was looking forward to the beauty here, but he heard Xiao Jie crying at the side.
"Xiao Jie, I can understand your feelings, but are you crying too early? I'm not dead yet!" Wu Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Ah? Captain, can you hear me?" Xiao Jie was a little dumbfounded. He rubbed his eyes with a bitter look on his face: "Captain, please stop comforting me. Your soul has already floated out!"
When Wu Fan heard this, he turned around and realized that his soul had separated from the third prince's body.
"What is going on?" Wu Fan was even more dumbfounded than Xiao Jie, because he found that he had actually left the ground and was floating an inch "high in the air."
After carefully feeling the conditions inside his body, Wu Fan was so excited that his whole body trembled.
"Captain, do you have any last words? Although Xiao Jie can't finish it for you, it still has to be a formality anyway." Seeing Wu Fan's soul blurred, Xiao Jie said urgently.
"I really don't know if you are kind or intentional..." Wu Fan rolled his eyes at Xiao Jie angrily, "I don't die that easily."
Taking a deep breath and feeling the situation inside, Wu Fan suddenly became serious: "This place is separated by an abyss, so you are very safe here."
"Captain, are you leaving..." Xiao Jie cried again.
"What are you thinking about? I'm going to stop the ceremony!" Wu Fan laughed and cursed.
"No, Xiao Jie should be the one protecting the captain. There is no reason for the captain to protect Xiao Jie!" Xiao Jie wiped his tears and expressed his determination.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of leaving you idle. There is a more important thing here that needs your help."
"Captain, please give me your instructions."
"I want you to help me..." Wu Fan glanced at the body behind him and continued: "Help me take care of this body and don't let him get hurt at all!"
This kind of work is really easy. Although Xiao Jie is a little reluctant, he dare not disobey and can only agree.
"Captain, Xiao Jie promises you! But...how do you want to leave here, do you need Xiao Jie's help?"
"No need." Wu Fan took a deep breath again, and his body was suddenly filled with a sense of lightness.
He jumped up into the air from his feet, floating like a fairy, and then his eyes were exposed.
"Look at me, flying in the air!"
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