The wave of dead ashes disappeared, the darkness receded, and Ling Fan saw the ancient stone slabs in the hall again, and the four huge stone pillars in the hall that had not fallen down over the years.

In front of Ling Fan, the sheep-headed bat was lying in front of the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Altar, motionless.

Having lost its dead ash liquid, the sheep-headed bat became very shriveled and shrunk twice in size.

Its muscles were peeling away and crumbling, revealing fossil-like bones.

Ling Fan, who led everyone to defeat the sheep-headed bat, suddenly looked nervous:

"Something is wrong, the system doesn't give a kill prompt."

"In the body of the sheep-headed bat, I sensed another breath, which was the red mist antelope."

Ling Fan's thoughts flashed, and he remembered the red mist antelope head that appeared when he and Feng Yuan just entered the hall.

It was the red mist that entered the bones of the sheep's bat, causing the sheep's bat to be resurrected.

"The head of the red mist antelope said, let's have fun with its little friends first."

"If its little friend refers to the mighty sheep-headed bat......"

"It also said that it is about to be released from prison, is the Bird Labyrinth its prison?"

"When the sheep-headed bat unleashes its final blow, shout out why the Black Moon Clan doesn't resurrect it completely."

"It shows that the one who is targeting the human race this time is the Black Moon Clan."

"This hall is the end of the Bird Labyrinth, and the Black Moon Clan wants to kill human seeds, this is the best place."

"And this Black Moon Clan has never appeared!"

"Breaking the rules of the upgraded continent will definitely pay a price."

"There must be something restricting its appearance, so it can only use the sheep-headed bat as a thug."

Ling Fan's thoughts seemed messy, but in fact, these thoughts were all clues and information.

When Ling Fan had enough information, he would naturally deduce the truth of the matter, and even speculate on the future development of things, so as to achieve the effect of an unpredictable prophet.

This process of inference, which can only be mastered by those who are gifted, is sometimes a mystical feeling.

It is as if all the details are connected together at a certain moment, and an idea or conclusion appears in my mind like a spiritual light.

Ling Fan went one step further, with the support of his powerful spiritual power, he was able to go one step further, and he could infer something a little more specifically and systematically.

The threat of sheep-headed bats has been eliminated, but an even greater crisis is lurking in the shadows.

"Little tree, prepare for a spiral blow."

"Twist, prepare the Frost Orb."

The eighth-order golden skill requires a short period of time to charge, and Twist Flower and Xiaoshu, as tenth-order contract beasts, can easily be charged after the charge is completed.

Ling Fan asked Xiaoshu and Twist to be ready to launch the strongest attack at any time.

In fact, at the beginning of the battle against the sheep's head bat, he consciously kept these two skills as his hole cards.

"Look, there's something coming out of the sheep's head bat's carcass!"

Galava, a man with excellent eyesight, shouted in panic as if he had seen something.

Ling Fan's eyesight was not weaker than any bower, and he naturally saw it.

In the body of the sheep-headed bat, a small piece of red material rises.

The red substance, the size of a bottle cap, was torn from some kind of object, and the surface was covered with irregular chips.

"You ......"

Ling Fan was very surprised, he was surprised that in the soul connection, the emotions from the four contract beasts.

The moment the red substance rose from the sheep's head bat's body, Xiao Yun, Xiao Shu, Twist Flower, and Xiao Bai, the four contract beasts, conveyed a strong and extremely longing emotion to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan had never felt such strong emotions from the contractors. They are fanatically hungry for this piece of red substance.

The red substance is to them what a full banquet is to a hungry vagabond, and like a beautiful woman in a light veil to a magician who has been single for thirty years.

In short, I can't hold it at all, and I can't wait to pounce on it and eat it in one bite.

Above the sheep-headed bat's corpse, the red substance slowly floated several meters, pulling out the red mist that entered the sheep's head bat's body.

[System prompt: experience +660 million, gold +300 million]

[System Prompt: You killed an ancient creature and gained the experience required to level up at the current level]

The red mist floated out of the sheep's head bat's body, and the sheep's head bat finally died completely, and Ling Fan and his party all received the corresponding system prompts.

"What are ancient creatures, and why do you get extra rewards for killing them?"

However, Ling Fan didn't have time to think about it.

The red mist swirled, forming an antelope head.

The mouth of the mist opened and closed, and the angry roar of the red mist antelope head sounded:

"Rubbish!"

"The native species on the earth are all waste."

"With this kind of star strength, I can't even kill a few weak humans."

"It's a complete waste, and the Black Moon Clan has invested a huge amount of resources for you."

After a roar, the antelope head looked at Ling Fan and his party, and the eyes formed by the red mist unexpectedly revealed a full sense of cold destruction.

"You're good, you're really good."

"You have a lot of potential, more potential than all the humans before you."

"Your potential even surpasses that of my clan."

"I didn't expect that you would be able to kill the resentful phoenix bat with your current strength."

"You will become a great trouble for my clan, and it is worth me to use the power of the origin of the race to personally descend and kill you!"

"It is your highest glory to die at my hand."

Before the words fell, the body of the sheep-headed bat, or the phoenix bat, floated out of thin air.

Then, in the air, its corpse seemed to be kneaded by some great force, and its flesh and bones were crumpled into a small ball.

The red substance emits a faint red light, and the pellets begin to liquefy and are absorbed by the red substance.

The ancient creature, the resentful phoenix bat, will not even think of it until it dies, and its end is that it is absorbed by an inexplicable red substance, and the bones are gone.

The red substance absorbed the body of the resentful phoenix bat, extending two thin red lines.

Two thin red lines stretched out and spread on both sides, each crossing a large arc, as if constructing some kind of figure.

"I don't feel the presence of red matter."

"The polar realm of the twist can't attack it."

Ling Fan asked the twist flower to test the attack, but found that it could not attack the red substance at all.

It's a strange feeling, a red substance appearing in front of you, but not being able to perceive it, as if it were some kind of existential nothingness.

It is an extremely contradictory phenomenon that it clearly exists, but it does not exist.

Ling Fan knew that the red substance was the key to the Antelope-headed Black Moon Clan's arrival here, but he couldn't stop the red substance from constructing the pattern at all.

"This should be something like a portal."

"The chance, perhaps, is the moment it just came through the portal."

Ling Fan felt that the pressure on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

Two thin red lines bend and finally meet, creating a regular and smooth oval in the air.