Ten seconds pass.
Zhang Fan returned to his human form from the state of a shadow.
He looked around, and when he saw the surrounding environment clearly, he couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, he was in the depths of the actual Kraton Cave.
This is a world of its own.
The whole world was dark and dark, and the sound of wind was like howling ghosts and wolves.
Above the sky, there was a bloody haze.
On the ground, there is a wet and muddy area, covered with smelly and black mud.
And in the center of this world, there stands a huge old tree.
The old trees are extremely dense with green leaves.
It is extremely strong, nearly ten meters thick.
The surface bark is jet black.
In the folds of the bark, drops of unknown brown liquid slowly flowed down.
When the liquid falls on the ground, it sticks to the wire and is not easy to break if it is brewed with honey.
In addition, there are ferocious and slender green vines wrapped around the old branches, like snakes that are constantly squirming, as if they are alive.
If an outsider were to observe here at this moment, they would find that these green vines are very similar to vegetation that releases terrible poison.
Its top is also covered with light spots similar to Mars.
If the guess is correct, the real culprit is this ferocious old black tree.
Eliminate it and there will be no other obstacles in this maze scene.
Raising his head and looking forward, Zhang Fan saw Derrick and the terrifying Weeping Angel statue near the old tree.
These three kinds of existence are extremely terrifying, and it is extremely difficult to fight against them.
Unless there are other helping hands to assist together, perhaps we can be able to compete.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and thought a little.
Whether it's an old tree, Derrick, or a Weeping Angel.
In fact, they are not invincible with Zhang Fan's help from the power of the body spirit.
But the price is too high, too great to imagine.
He was afraid that in this battle, unleashing all his strength might lead to the complete loss of his humanity.
Therefore, Zhang Fan is thinking and considering.
He didn't act rashly.
"The purpose of my trip is not to fight them to the death, but to find that Bible..." Zhang Fan unfurled his brows again and murmured in a low voice.
Just find the Bible and you can complete this maze scene. There is no need to get entangled with them.
Because it's not worth it.
Zhang Fan quickly made a decision and knew what to do next.
So, he took a step forward slowly, and with lightning speed, he rushed towards the old tree and grabbed the Bible.
Although I don’t know exactly where the Bible is, it must be near the old tree.
But the moment Zhang Fan rushed out, a sneer suddenly rang in his ears.
"Um?"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan was startled, turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
He saw standing to his left a man wearing long black clothes and a white mask with no facial features.
He didn't know when he appeared, and his whereabouts were strange, and Zhang Fan didn't notice it.
Judging from his body shape and appearance, he is exactly the same as Zhang Fan.
"Who are you?" Zhang Fan asked in a low voice, his voice devoid of any emotion, and a terrifying murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was carrying a body spirit, and he had turned into an emotionless posture again.
No joy, no worries, indifference.
"who I am?"
"You loser? Have you forgotten me so quickly?" The man sneered repeatedly and mocked Zhang Fan.
After saying this, he took off the mask on his face.
Revealing his true face in Lushan.
He turned out to be the vicious Zhang Fan.
To be precise, it is Zhang Fan's second personality.
Unexpectedly, he showed up.
How can this be?
"How can you still show up?" Zhang Fan's face darkened and he scolded.
This vicious Zhang Fan really disowned his relatives and his methods were extremely cruel. He even thought of killing Su Qian last time.
"I am you, you are me, why can't I show up?"
"I only exist in your world and cannot be seen by outsiders."
"I thought I would never appear again, but I didn't expect that you could perfectly control the body spirit, but you actually fulfilled my wish!"
The vicious Zhang Fan had contempt in his eyes, and he looked down on Zhang Fan from the bottom of his heart.
"Let's take action. Let's see if you can survive the current crisis with your current strength."
"If even beating these cats and dogs can make you retreat, you might as well die." The vicious Zhang Fan slowly raised his right hand, which was enveloped by a rich white mosaic aura.
This is actually the power of the dream demon.
Unexpectedly, this vicious Zhang Fan actually harnessed the power of the dream demon.
"Are you threatening me?" Zhang Fan thought, and a dark ghost immediately appeared and stood in front of him.
"Be it a king or a mount, it's up to you to choose!"
"I'll wait and see!" The vicious Zhang Fan took a few steps back and slowly disappeared.
His words kept echoing in Zhang Fan's ears.
Zhang Fan shuddered suddenly, came back to his senses, looked at the empty surroundings, and realized that what he had just seen, heard, and thought were all just his hallucinations.
"In that case...I have an idea..." Zhang Fan tilted his neck and made a crackling sound, so he opened the ghost frame and summoned a ghost. .
This ghost was given to Chu Chu before she left.
He is...the temple official of Dafu City, Wangye.
"Master Wang, it's up to you now..." Zhang Fan's expression was dull, without the slightest emotion of a living person.
Wangye is a bald old man wearing simple green clothes.
He had his hands behind his back and his back was hunched. He looked almost seventy years old.
There was a smoking pot on his waist, and he exuded a faint smell of incense.
"Are you Zhang Fan?" Wang Ye turned around and looked at Zhang Fan, squinting his small eyes and asked in surprise.
"Exactly!" Zhang Fan nodded.
"I heard this child Chu Chu talking about you! I promised her to protect you!"
"Let me take care of the monsters and monsters here." Wangye's face was covered with old wrinkles, and he squeezed out a kind smile. He looked at Zhang Fan seriously as if he were looking at his grandson.
At this moment, his old eyes seemed to see through all Zhang Fan's secrets.
"Master Wang, how sure are you?" Zhang Fan pondered for a moment and asked.
Wang Ye is just an idealistic white-clothed fierce ghost. The three terrifying species at the moment don't know what level they are at.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I will never take a risk that I am not sure about."
"Today... let your grandson open his eyes..." Mr. Wang slowly stood up.
At this moment, his originally rickety back seemed to become majestic and taller.
"Grandson?" Zhang Fan looked stunned and couldn't help but be stunned.
Wang Ye slowly took a step forward, then took out three long red incense sticks from his coat and stuck them on the muddy ground.
After doing this, he moved a small wooden bench from somewhere and placed it behind him, and then sat on it.
Wang Ye made a hand seal and muttered something.
At the same time, a huge suona sound that resounded throughout the world suddenly exploded.
The sound of suona resounded for a moment.
The terrifying old tree in the distance, the war weapon Derrick, and the Weeping Angel all attracted attention.
The next second, they locked their terrifying power directly on Zhang Fan.
