But...it was too late. The countdown of the black hourglass finally reached zero, and then with a bang, it turned into black powder and exploded.
The dark ghost figure behind Zhang Fan, his body swaying and twisting, slowly retracted into the shadow and soon disappeared.
Zhang Fan slowly stood up and looked up at the dark sky. He found that the ten giant blood-colored eyeballs that were originally hanging high in the sky collapsed at some point and fell into the deep sky like meteors.
The monstrous sea of blood covering the earth is also fading away, and the supernatural power that belongs to Feng Hui is rapidly melting away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Like the ice in winter, melting little by little. All traces related to Feng Hui are disappearing rapidly.
At this time, the bloody snow flying all over the sky slowly floated down from the sky and fell on the world, adding a touch of desolate loneliness to the terrifying unknown land.
Stretching out his hand, Zhang Fan held a bloody snowflake in his hand with a bitter look on his face, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.
After a long time, Zhang Fan sighed deeply. It's time to leave here and return to reality. To release Feng Hui from the body of the host spirit, we need to think long and hard. Maybe we can ask Wishing Lake for the relevant method.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt a little relieved and slowly walked towards the wooden door from which he came. In a certain direction, seven golden candlelights were swinging unsteadily, illuminating Zhang Fan's way home.
Zhang Fan is no longer in a soul state, so he no longer needs the pull of the soul rope. He only needs to follow the light of the seven-star lamp to walk out again.
Walking through the dark fog, through the icy cold, with the soles of his feet stepping on the bloody snowy ground, Zhang Fan moved forward step by step.
Time passed little by little, getting closer and closer to the bleeding wooden door. As long as he walks through the wooden door, Zhang Fan can return to reality.
The bloody snow stained Zhang Fan's body and wet him, but he ignored it and continued to move forward.
Just when he was a short distance away from the wooden door, suddenly, a series of dense roars suddenly sounded.
Hearing these roars, Zhang Fan's expression changed and he hurriedly turned his head to look. This glance made his face even more ugly.
Because he saw one after another black shadows, standing up from the ground strangely. From a distance, the darkness was so dense that it made people's scalp numb.
So many dark figures seemed to be attracted by the living aura exuding from Zhang Fan's body, and they all tilted their bodies and rushed towards him hastily.
They were very fast, and in just a short moment, they came from a distance within less than ten meters of Zhang Fan.
As long as they take a few steps, they can touch Zhang Fan and launch a terrifying supernatural attack on him. Zhang Fan was no stranger to these dark shadows. Feng Hui had chosen to fight with these dark shadows just to protect him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the supernatural being belonging to Feng Hui disappeared, these terrifying black shadows would come back. Even Feng Hui, a fierce ghost in red, couldn't completely eradicate these black shadows, and it would be even worse for Zhang Fan.
Since you can't fight, you can only choose to escape. As long as you can escape back to reality, you will be truly safe.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan trembled, hurriedly opened his legs and ran as hard as he could. But after running a few steps, he suddenly stopped and his face turned ashen.
Because he found that countless black shadows appeared in front of him. These dark shadows blocked the path to the bleeding wooden door.
Seeing this scene, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Fan's forehead. The thing I was most worried about happened.
"Damn it!!" Zhang Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a solemn voice.
"It seems that we can only summon the body spirit to fight a bloody path!!" Zhang Fan swallowed, clenched his fists, and wanted to use the body spirit once to fight against these terrifying black shadows.
But just when he had this plan, a red balloon slowly floated back from a distance, finally suspended above Zhang Fan's head, and exploded with a pop.
Then, the cold voice of the system sounded at the same time. [Ding dong! System prompt: You have successfully obtained the devil-level ghost limb—the right hand of the Dream Demon!
】【The terrifying devil hiding in the border of hell - the Dream Demon, in order to escape the pursuit of unknown ghosts, cut off his right hand and ran away!
! 】[The Dream Demon’s right hand possesses unbreakable supernatural powers. 1: The holder will gain the passive ability of being 100% immune to ghosts, supernatural powers and curses. 2: The holder will gain the active ability of five absolute supernatural explosions. Ability, and has serious side effects. Each time the right hand of the nightmare is summoned, 140 drops of the survivor's blood will be lost.
And the supernatural effect can only last for three minutes. 】【Ding dong! System prompt: Since you have successfully obtained the Dream Demon's right hand, you have also obtained the Dream Demon's spiritual pet - the crow!
】【Crow, a terrifying creature created for the Dream Demon, has the ability to see through illusions and dispel supernatural beings!
】 Before Zhang Fan could react, the next moment, 140 drops of his survivor's blood were directly deducted, from the full 160 drops of blood to 20 drops.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that left Zhang Fan stunned appeared. All I could see was that his right hand was distorted and illusory. It suddenly turned from flesh and blood into a palm that was shrouded in horror and mystery.
This blurred palm looks like a mosaic on the Internet, making it impossible to see its true appearance.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fan was stunned and had no idea what was happening. After he listened to the sound of the system, his right hand underwent earth-shaking changes.
"This is... the dream demon's right hand?!" Zhang Fan looked in disbelief, holding his blurred right hand in front of his eyes and looking back and forth.
"Quack! Quack!" When he was shocked, suddenly, a crow's croaking sound suddenly floated from the darkness in the distance, and then a jet black crow, as big as an eagle, flew slowly towards him. In just one breath, he flew to Zhang Fan's side and slowly landed on his right shoulder without moving.
This crow's body is pitch black, as if it was infected by ink, and its eyes are also pitch black, like a deep abyss, which can absorb people's soul and make them unable to extricate themselves.
"Crow?" Zhang Fan looked at his blurred right hand, then glanced at the crow on his right shoulder, and suddenly became speechless.
"Quack! Quack! Quack!" The dream demon's crow quacked on Zhang Fan's shoulder, as if it was a sign of flattery.
"Forget it! Now is not the time to talk about this. It's better to escape from here first. Otherwise, when those black shadows surround me, I'm afraid even if I summon the body spirit, I won't be able to escape death!" Just when Zhang Fan was about to continue saying something, but... Seeing the black shadows around him getting closer and closer, his expression suddenly changed and he said in horror.
The black shadow was getting closer and closer, Zhang Fan's inner anxiety reached the extreme, and he was about to prepare to summon the body spirit. But the next second, the crow that landed on his right shoulder opened its dark beak and started croaking.
With every cry it made, all the approaching black figures stopped and stopped moving towards Zhang Fan.
"Quack, quack, quack!" The crow kept croaking again. At this moment, all the black shadows began to turn around one after another, but they only turned around and did not leave.
It seemed that as long as the crows stopped croaking, they would attack Zhang Fan again.
"Um?"
"This crow still has this effect? Can it even drive away terrifying black shadows?"
"That....."
"Will this dream demon's right hand be more terrifying?" Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt his mouth go dry and slowly raised his blurred right hand.
"But how to use it?" Zhang Fan faced the black shadows around him and made constant gestures in the air with his right hand.
But no matter how he gestured, these black shadows still didn't respond and had no effect at all.
After a long while, Zhang Fan scratched his head, his face full of surprise. Because the dream demon's right hand seemed unable to cause any harm to these black shadows.
This is completely different from what the system said. The system said that the Dream Demon's right hand has the passive ability to be 100% immune to ghosts, ghosts, supernatural powers and curses, and it will also gain the active ability of five absolute supernatural explosions.
But I just made gestures for a long time, and there was no response. Could it be that the way I open it is wrong?
Zhang Fan was extremely confused and fell into deep thinking.
"Pa!" Zhang Fan scratched his head and at the same time, for some unknown reason, he accidentally snapped his fingers.
The moment he snapped his fingers, Zhang Fan felt a terrifying supernatural power that was indescribable in words and full of destructiveness, suddenly erupting.
A giant black mushroom cloud tens of feet wide, with Zhang Fan as the center, swept across the entire scene in an instant.
"Plop!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan was blown away an unknown distance by this terrifying supernatural power, and fell directly into a pool of blood. He bubbled a few times before he could reveal himself. .
"Fuck!!!" Zhang Fan emerged from the blood, completely dumbfounded, and his eyes were a little dull.
He looked into the distance and found that where he had just stood, all the black shadows around him had disappeared, leaving only a pile of thick powder piled there.
"F*ck! Are you kidding me?!!!" Just snapping his fingers with the Dream Demon's right hand instantly killed all the black figures present. This was simply a joke, even if it was a dream. , are not so scary.
Zhang Fan slapped himself hard with his left hand, and the burning pain made him wake up. It turned out that all this was not a dream, it was all real.
"F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! Is this...is this...demon-level power?!" Zhang Fan said three f*cks in a row, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.
"It's so scary. No wonder it's an unbreakable level of power. I'm afraid it's against the red-clothed ghost... I can kill him instantly with just a snap of my fingers!" Zhang Fan's right hand was shaking a little, and he almost couldn't control it.
This time I really made a lot of money. With the right hand of the Dream Demon, wouldn't I be able to be invincible in the maze scenes in the future?
