Fang An and Qing Yu'er rode the black panther ghost demon all the way, and they didn't mean to stop halfway.

Even if the tracking method left by Qi You and the three of them on the Leakless Fruit was lifted, Fang An was not careless, at least he had to change a few terrain spaces to completely relax.

Fortunately, the poisonous bee spirit ghosts were still guarding around, and the sky was also unobstructed, so Fang An could clearly see if there were other spirit masters nearby.

After rushing for a long time, Fang An and Qing Yu'er were still galloping on a mountain with the first breath, and the scene changed abruptly after the second breath, and the two appeared in a sea of flowers.

The unnamed flowers were more than half a man tall, swaying softly in the breeze, the heavy fragrance of the flowers was slightly pungent, and countless butterflies rose from the sea of flowers and danced around the two.

Fortunately, Fang An and Qing Yu'er had also experienced such a sudden spatial transformation in the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies, so they were not too surprised.

"This sea of flowers ······" Qing Yu'er looked at the beautiful sea of butterflies and felt a little dizzy.

"This is the sea of flowers projected at the beginning of the opening of Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley?" Fang An was a little unsure.

After all, Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley has been opened so many times, and I have never heard of anyone entering that flower sea space, which means that this sea of flowers is completely unknown.

There was a faint warning in his spiritual sense, and Fang An suddenly became vigilant. It's not clear what the danger is here, but the unknown is a danger in itself.

Fang An picked a flower casually, crushed the petals and stamens at his fingertips, the juice flowed sideways, and the fragrance was scattered.

"They all seem to be the most ordinary flowers, and these butterflies are all ordinary butterflies, so they don't pose any danger. After the spiritual power turned into a gauze net and detained a butterfly to observe it carefully, Fang An came to a conclusion.

The breeze ripples, blowing countless petals.

"Intrusion!"

Suddenly, a vast voice came from the sky, and the breeze suddenly turned into a violent wind, and the flowers bent their waists.

Fang An's face changed, and he hurriedly urged the black panther ghost under his crotch to retreat, but after retreating for several miles, the surrounding scenery did not change at all.

"Impossible ······" Fang Anxin was suspicious, the spatial passage had obviously always existed, just like when he entered the rainforest from the desert, it was further into the rainforest, and he immediately returned to the desert when he took a step back.

But now a few miles back, it is still in the sea of flowers, and it is impossible to return to the previous hillside.

No one has ever entered this sea of flowers, could it be the kind that only enters but does not leave?

Thinking of this, Fang An's face became more and more gloomy.

"Invade! Invade! Die!"

Countless butterflies were swept into the air by the wind, gathered in one place, and gradually pieced together into a huge butterfly, with its wings spread for dozens of feet.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the black flames in Fang An's body escaped like waves, sweeping through the butterflies in the air, wanting to stop all this.

Countless butterflies were burned to ashes, but more butterflies flew out from between the flowers, and there was nothing to stop them

After the giant butterfly took shape, two colorful eyes appeared on the giant butterfly's wings, and then suddenly emitted a colorful light, shining towards Fang An and Qing Yu'er.

The range of the multicolored light was extremely large and extremely fast, enveloping Fang An's body within a few zhang range, leaving no room for Fang An to dodge at all.

After the colorful light penetrated his body, Fang An hurriedly sensed himself, but did not find any discomfort.

Just when Fang An was a little strange, there was a soft sound of "poof", Fang An felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that Qing Yu'er behind him had condensed a cyan rattan spear in his hand, piercing Fang An's back waist and directly piercing Fang An.

Tick tock!

Blood fell from the tip of the spear on the black panther ghost, Qing Yu'er's eyes were glazed, and she pulled out the cyan vine with an expressionless face, and then stabbed at Fang An again, this time aiming at the heart.

"Yu'er, wake up!" Fang An dodged away from the back of the black panther ghost, dodging Qing Yu'er's pursuit, and then quickly sealed the wound with spiritual power to avoid excessive blood loss.

Qing Yu'er turned a deaf ear to Fang An's shouts, kicked her feet on the back of the black panther ghost demon, and continued to attack Fang An, and her moves were all towards Fang An's vital points.

Fortunately, Qing Yu'er's consciousness is not very clear now, so the attacks are mainly based on fists and feet, otherwise Fang An may not be able to block it if her natural powers and spiritual skills are used.

Even so, Qing Yu'er's body in the Blood Spirit Realm was many times stronger than Fang An, and Fang An didn't dare to use spiritual power, lest he accidentally hurt Qing Yu'er. So for a while, Fang An was completely pressed and beaten by Qing Yu'er, and the wounds on his body began to increase gradually.

Since he couldn't wake up Qing Yu'er, Fang An was ready to knock out the huge butterfly in the air and give it a try, but he gave an order to the Black Panther Ghost Demon, but the Black Panther Ghost Demon didn't react at all. He even probed part of his consciousness into the Dead Realm, only to find that although he could summon the ghost slave out, once the ghost slave left the Dead Realm, he began to stop accepting his orders.

Moreover, the twelve poisonous bee spirit ghosts that had been connected to Fang An's consciousness before didn't know when they began to feel it.

This discovery made Fang Anxin even more uneasy, he had never heard of any power that could sever the connection between the other Fang clan's royal clan and the ghost slave!

The ghost slave couldn't work, Fang An had to take matters into his own hands, took out the spirit weapon long knife and held it in his hand, and quickly widened the distance between him and Qing Yu'er with a drag knife, and then the star-falling ghost bow appeared, condensing the star-falling arrow and shooting at the huge butterfly in the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Starfall Arrow fired three times in a row, which was the strongest attack that Fang An could use in an instant.

Three starfall arrows shot at the eerie eyes on the wings of the giant butterfly, and the vital point of the giant butterfly's forehead.

But the next scene made Fang An even more at a loss, only to see that the three star-falling arrows accurately hit the huge butterfly, but this butterfly seemed to have no substance, allowing the star-falling arrows to pass through, without the slightest damage, and not even ripples.

"Phantom?" Fang An spat out black flames in his palm, turning into a fire curtain, directly enveloping the entire butterfly completely, but the result obtained was the same as before, and it could not cause any damage.

Seeing this situation, Fang Anxin gradually appeared a little slender, the connection between him and the ghost slave was at the soul level, and there could be no power to cut it off, unless this power ······ It's fake!

In order to verify his conjecture, Fang An casually pulled out a flower branch, and the black flame in his hand appeared, completely burning the flower branch, and then Fang An threw his consciousness into the death realm.

"Sure enough······ Nothing!"

There are no souls in the Dead Realm!

Fang An's talent is called life deprivation, as long as it is a substance that has life, it can be burned, whether it is a human or a demon, or even flowers and plants.

Even if it is a grass, after being burned by Fang An's black flame, the soul of this grass will emerge within the death realm, even if it is weak and will dissipate the moment it leaves the death realm, but its soul is also real!

And now, there are no new souls in Fang An's death realm, which means that either this flower branch has no life, or this flower branch does not exist at all!

Fang An remembered that when the group of butterflies took off before, he had also used the black flame to burn countless butterflies, but this group of butterflies also did not produce any souls.

Fang Anxin already had the answer, but he still needed to finalize it.

At this time, Qing Yu'er had already caught up, and the rattan spear in her hand stabbed directly, but Fang An did not move, without any intention of dodging or blocking.

The rattan spear pierced Fang An's heart without hindrance, severe pain struck, blood burst out, and Fang An's face instantly turned pale.

"Interesting, interesting!" Fang An felt the changes in his body, although the blood flowed, the pain was condensed, and his body was cold, but Fang An's consciousness was becoming more and more sober.

Putting the Six-Rank Creation Pill in his hand into the space ring, Fang An's spiritual power exploded in his body, slapped Qing Yu'er away with one palm, and then casually pulled out the rattan spear that was still inserted in his heart. Even if the blood spurted out several feet away, Fang An didn't care.

"Sight, taste, touch, and pain are all flawless, and they can even shield my perception, this illusion is really exquisite!" Fang An was already sure at this time that he had fallen for the illusion, and everything that happened in front of him was false.

The reason why he was so sure was because Fang An found that although his wounds were the same as the real ones, the vitality in his body had not been reduced in any way.

Since he was a child, he has been subjected to the erosion of death qi, so Fang An is extremely sensitive to the vitality he has left. According to common sense, he was mortally wounded by a hole in his heart, and his life would pass quickly until death came.

However, in addition to the severe pain and blood, the vitality in Fang An's body still maintained a steady flow, which was the normal erosion of dead qi, and it did not accelerate at all.

Therefore, Fang An concluded that he was now in some kind of illusion, and everything in front of him was false, including the surrounding environment, and Qing Yu'er, who was controlled and stabbed him.

Everything presented by the illusion is extremely real, but unfortunately the special nature of Fang An's death realm is that the person who casts the illusion cannot know or transform it, which has become the biggest flaw in the entire illusion.

Now that he knew that there were illusions in front of him, if he wanted to wake up, Fang An also had a way.

If he wanted to get out of the illusion realm on his own, it was obviously difficult for Fang An to do it in a short period of time, so Fang An probed his consciousness into the death realm and gave Jing Chuan an order.

In the illusion, after Fang An saw Jing Chuan break away from the death realm, he was motionless like a statue, but in reality, Jing Chuan was floating beside Fang An, and then took out the spirit weapon long knife in Fang An's space ring and stabbed Fang An in the shoulder.

The sharp pain hit, and everything in front of Fang An's eyes began to blur, like an ink painting washed away by water.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness instantly connected with many ghost slaves, only to see that the black panther ghost demon was entangled with a spirit master, and the other figure had broken through the defense line of Wang Cheng and Zhao Huan, and approached Qing Yu'er, who was confused.

Just as this person was digging his hand deep into Qing Yu'er's space ring, Fang An turned over his hand and pulled out the long knife that went deep into his shoulder, and then shouted: "Mo Qianmeng!"

The two figures looked at Fang An in shock at the same time, an unbelievable expression appeared on their faces, their faces were the same, they were the first to find the Mo Qianmeng without leaking fruit, and then gave up without leaking fruit under the pressure of Qi You and the three of them.

With a flash of the sword, Fang An didn't spare the slightest hand, and Mo Qianmeng beside Qing Yu'er directly separated his body, but there was no blood flowing out of the wound, and finally disintegrated into spiritual power and disappeared.

Mo Qian, who was entangled with the black panther ghost demon, dreamed of this situation, and butterfly wings appeared behind him, and he resolutely flew into the air to escape.

It's just that Mo Qianmeng, who escaped, couldn't figure out how the dream bubble carefully woven by her second talent supernatural power was seen through by Fang An so quickly.