Zhang Xiaotian pointed out and landed on Fan Ju.

The young man in his thirties stiffened and fell to the ground in disbelief.

Suddenly, he had a convulsion all over his body, a crack in the center of his eyebrows, and a thin line of blood flowed out.

Zhang Xiaotian sneered, just waiting for you, Qianji came to his palm and gently picked up the blood line.

Then with a finger of his left hand, a trace of source power was injected.

When Fan Ju volunteered to be his guide, Zhang Xiaotian felt that something was wrong, and the character shown by this person along the way was so wooden, it stands to reason that he would not do such a voluntary thing to recommend himself to Fan Wenqing.

So when he was about to reach the Foggy Hollow, he pointed out that point, which was both a temptation and a precaution.

Whether it's a threat or not, subdue it first!

Unexpectedly, he really expected it.

Burst!

With the input of the source force, the blood line suddenly exploded, turning into a faint red mist and falling, and Fan Ju, who was twitching on the ground, was also lifeless.

It blew itself up.

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head.

His eyes looked coldly at the valley where the thick fog rolled not far away.

"That thing was only level seven when it first appeared, and then it rose to level nine, if he is really hiding in the Foggy Valley now, I should still be able to deal with him at this moment, at least now he can't keep me."

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaotian made up his mind, and with a wave of his hand, a small mirror appeared in the palm of his finger.

It's the Phantom Mirror!

With the input of source power, the illusion mirror was stimulated, and Zhang Xiaotian's figure slowly faded and became void until it disappeared,...... In the foggy valley, the thick fog seemed to roll more violently.

Goo-doo, goo-doo!

In the depths of the silent Foggy Valley, there is a waterhole, the water of which is constantly bubbling as if it is boiling, and whirlpools appear and disappear in the pool.

The waterhole was at the deepest point at the end of the valley, and it was not large, but it was very cold, and the temperature was at least minus 20 degrees. But even at such a low temperature, the pool water inside did not freeze, and I don't know if it was because the pool of water had been moving.

Burst!

There was a soft sound, and a ripple appeared on the surface of the water somewhere in the pool, which quickly disappeared.

Is it the hidden Zhang Xiaotian?

It is indeed him!

Zhang Xiaotian has been standing by this waterhole for a while, he noticed that this waterhole is a little strange, his spiritual power has just penetrated into the waterhole and extended down for dozens of meters, but he has not seen the bottom, this waterhole is inevitably too deep, right?!

Soon, the scope of exploration of spiritual power had reached the limit, but he still did not touch the bottom of the pool, Zhang Xiaotian no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, and gently jumped into the pool.

The cold hit, and he was blocked by the source force, and this moderate level of cold naturally could not harm him.

10 meters ...... Fifty meters...... 100 meters...... 200 meters......

Until nearly three hundred meters deep, Zhang Xiaotian's rapidly sinking body hit an obstacle, and in the dark pool water, Zhang Xiaotian's eyes were like a pair of bright moons.

Darkness didn't stop him from seeing.

The bottom of the waterhole is not something that a normal waterhole should have, such as silt and aquatic plants, but a translucent crystal wall that feels soft to the touch, like a sponge.

Zhang Xiaotian cautiously stretched out a thousand machine changes, stabbed it in, and then pointed his fingers...... Palm...... The arms are gone, and there seems to be a hole in the crystal wall, and it is harmless to the body.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaotian protected his body with source power and "squeezed" the whole person in.

A ripple rippled across the crystal wall, engulfing it in an instant.

There seemed to be a viscous liquid used from all directions, enveloping Zhang Xiaotian and slowly sinking with him.

After not sinking for a long time, a huge suction force suddenly came from below, which caught Zhang Xiaotian off guard and was pulled by force.

A faint sweet fragrance came, and dark red liquid was everywhere, carrying Zhang Xiaotian along a waterway to flow diagonally downward.

Zhang Xiaotian remained silent, letting this blood-colored liquid carry him downward, and a thousand machines changed in his hand, and he could use his sword at any time.

The source power in his body was bubbling and flowing, Zhang Xiaotian silently counted the time in his mind, and when he counted to ninety-eight seconds, the pressure around him suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Xiaotian took a deep breath and found himself falling from a high altitude.

It's a very large underground space, not dark, full of faint dark red light.

Zhang Xiaotian fell from a height of about 50 meters, and below him, there was an underground lake.

But the underground lake water is not the clear and transparent state of ordinary lake water, but a piece of red, like blood water.

No, it's blood!

The faint sweet fragrance mixed with the pungent smell of blood came to the nose as Zhang Xiaotian continued to land.

As Zhang Xiaotian approached, the lake below began to gurgle and roll, how strange this situation looked.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Xiaotian didn't want to fall into this blood lake easily.

So his body folded lightly in the air, and the whole person floated to the front of the mountain wall by the lake.

This mountain wall is very smooth, it is not easy to settle, but this is difficult for Zhang Xiaotian, I saw that with a slight stroke of the thousand machines in his hand, he cut a piece of mountain rock on the mountain wall, forming a groove that can just accommodate one person.

"What the hell is this place?" After temporarily stabilizing his figure, Zhang Xiaotian immediately looked at his surroundings.

A few words suddenly came to mind - "Blood Transformation Dafa"?

When he heard Fan Wenqing say that the ancestor of the Fan family had brought back a technique called "Blood Transformation Dafa" from overseas, he thought that this blood refining method was most suitable for practicing in places with heavy yin qi, so he asked if there was such an area near Fanjiazhai.

That's why when he saw this blood lake at this moment, his first reaction was to "turn blood into Dafa".

Could it be that Fan Jingtang is not dead yet? The thing that killed him in the dream couldn't be what Fan Jingtang changed, right?

Zhang Xiaotian mentioned twelve points of attention, he didn't want to die again in reality, there was no chance to do it again.

At this moment, it was already late at night, and Fanjiazhai was silent.

It seems that everyone is asleep, but in fact, there are people in every corner who are secretly hidden, and their eyes are vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Fan Xiaowu is the cousin of Fan Wenqing, the owner of the village, and the strength of the fourth level of the source force, Fan Wenqing has always cultivated him as the next owner of the village.

At this time, Fan Xiaowu was leading a team of Fan family warriors to ambush behind the flowers at the corner of a street, and in front of him was a residential area, with stilted buildings one after another, and there were more than forty households.

The people living in this area are all people with the surname Fan, and many of them are blood relatives within the five suits.

Suddenly, Fan Xiaowu's eyes froze, and he saw that the door of one of the stilted buildings opened gently, and several figures walked out, five people, large and small, adults and children.

"What's going on? Is it Uncle Eight's family? ”

Fan Xiaowu waved his hand back, and the five companions behind him understood, and followed Fan Xiaowu to approach behind the eighth uncle's family.

Walking at the end is the youngest daughter of the eighth uncle's family, named Fan Xiaoqing, who is only eight years old this year, and Fan Xiaowu has hugged her.

Syllable!

Fan Xiaowu gently patted Fan Xiaoqing's shoulder, and the other party suddenly turned around, and a pair of red eyes looked over strangely.

(End of chapter)