The woman's face became more and more ruddy, and Fang Fan's face was as pale as paper. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Are you going to die here?

Fang Fan's gaze revealed a trace of despair, he couldn't resist, and he couldn't break free, life was rapidly draining from his body, and his eyelids became heavy.

Suddenly, a light lit up in the boundless dark night, and the spark in the dantian moved by itself for the first time, passing through the meridians, reaching the arm, drilling out of the skin, and a spark appeared in the woman's skull, and the woman's face changed instantly, and her face was full of horror.

"What did you do?!" The woman screamed sharply, let go of Fang Fan, and a few dodges rushed out dozens of meters.

However, even after sweeping dozens of meters, the woman did not move, and did not make any sound, Fang Fan half-knelt on the ground, he kept watching the naked woman in the distance become transparent little by little, and finally disappeared, leaving only a purple fire the size of a bean in the air.

Osteo-erosis flew back and burrowed into Fang Fan's body, and he could feel that the osteitis was still active, and it seemed to be urging Fang Fan to move forward quickly.

Fang Fan looked at the dantian inwardly, before killing the Zhenyue giant, the osteo-erosis had almost been extinguished, only the size of a grain of rice remained, and now after killing the woman, it seemed to have grown in a circle.

His pale face was a little more gratified, and he had finally found a way to make the osteitis grow stronger.

However, Fang Fan also suddenly thought of one thing, he had forgotten to use the skill of 'Detection' before, maybe because the atmosphere was too weird before, or maybe because the woman in pink was too beautiful, he was also a little careless.

Although he suffered a loss this time, Fang Fan still breathed a sigh of relief, he was more concerned about the way to deal with the woman in pink than being injured, after all, it was impossible for the woman in pink to be alone, and now that he had found their weakness, Fang Fan was full of confidence in the next ten layers.

After meditating on the spot to recover from his injuries, Fang Fan raised his sword and walked forward again, but this time he walked through two floors, and still did not see a single person, and he couldn't help but feel strange below.

Is there only one person? It's unlikely, right?

In contemplation, Fang Fan was attracted by a mural, the painting is a picture of everyone gathering in a hundred-zhang tall building, the painting will carve out everyone's subtle expressions, the people closest to the high-rise building are kneeling on the ground, behind these kneeling people, there are a pair of fanatical eyes, and behind these fanatical crowds, there are quarrels, there are big fights, there are heads and blood, they are clustered and want to squeeze forward.

Don't think about it, they are worshipping, but what is in this tall building worthy of so many people?

Fang Fan looked at this picture and was distracted, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a noise in his ears, as if he was in a vegetable market.

It suddenly went dark in front of him, and when he could see again, Fang Fan found that the appearance of the surroundings had changed greatly, and he was actually in the painting!

Just like a helpless boat sailing in the stormy waves, the waves hit, getting farther and farther away from the port of refuge, at this time, Fang Fan was being pushed by the sea of people and didn't know where he was.

"Stop!!"

Fang Fan suddenly shouted, and the crowd really stopped, but all the people stopped together, such a strange situation made people shudder.

Fire Spirit (Monster)

Weakness:??

Realm: The early stage of mortal products

The cultivation of the people around him is not high, but there are about a thousand people, and even if the cultivation is not high, it has become terrifying now.

Everyone didn't speak, just as the classroom that had been noisy a second ago suddenly fell silent without warning, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed to be dripping water.

Suddenly, people began to move, as if they were pushing to worship the tall building, and now the object of 'worship' has become Fang Fan, their faces have been hideously distorted, and their eyes that shone with fierce light are extremely terrifying.

Everyone pounced with their teeth and claws, and if they were caught, they were afraid that they would be dismembered alive.

Of course Fang Fan didn't want to be torn to pieces, the osteopathy had surged onto the tip of the sword, his right foot was on the ground, Fang Fan was spinning wildly like a top, in the hazy shadow of the sword, the fire was flourishing, everyone who was stabbed by the sword, without exception, all melted into the osteopathy, and after a few laps, the two meters around Fang Fan had been emptied.

But soon, the crowd swarmed again, and after a short stay of two seconds, the clearing was crowded with people again, and with the same shot, Fang Fan spun again......

The surroundings were emptied again and again, and filled up again and again, after repeating it several times, Fang Fan couldn't hold on anymore and stopped, he was not an unconscious Zhenyue giant, even if it was spinning in place, turning too much made people feel like vomiting, not to mention this kind of rapid rotation, Fang Fan's stomach was already turning over the river.

Fang Fan didn't know how many times he had turned, but there were still a few people around him, which made him a little anxious, although the fire spirit was definitely killed by the osteopathy, but there were too many people, even if he drew his sword, swung his sword, and swung it a thousand times, he was already tired and paralyzed, let alone in such a chaotic battle.

The teeth are clenched, and the swordsmanship is displayed one after another in the hands, and the rotten wood can be carved, the thorns and thorns can be cut, and the bloody rain and bloody wind can be ......

All of them were group battle moves, the crowd fell into one piece like cutting wheat, and then, the dead fire spirit turned into several flames and merged into the osteo-erosis on the sword, Fang Fan was like a god of war, his body was shrouded in firelight, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while.

But Fang Fan was not beaten with iron after all, and he was already panting and half-kneeling with his sword, and it was difficult for him to have the strength to rush to his hands.

But everyone continued to kill, just like hungry wolves who had not eaten meat for a long time, their eyes became more and more hungry, and their faces seemed to be shining with fierce light.

The osteopathic inflammation had already covered the entire sword body, and Fang Fan tried his best to stand up, roared, and raised his sword to slash wildly.

It's like slashing at an unarmed ordinary person, no one can block a sword, and their strength is not at all what a mortal product should have at the beginning, and they have fallen a large amount in an instant.

In fact, Fang Fan didn't know that he was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables to deal with the fire spirit, largely because of the bone erosion to restrain the fire spirit, if he was replaced by a person, and the martial arts passed by, I am afraid that one person was not extinguished, and he was torn apart and swallowed by everyone in the first confrontation.

Bang!!

The sword slammed into the ground again, this time, Fang Fan really couldn't move, cold sweat leaked from his palm, and it was slippery and slippery that he couldn't hold the sword.

The crowd who were completely unaware of fear rushed up again, Fang Fan suddenly raised his sword and got up, his legs were weak again, and he sat back on the ground weakly.

Looking around, there were nearly a hundred fire spirits, and Fang Fan was still a little confident before, he had seen too many of this kind of scene, and he had also escaped from it several times, so naturally he didn't have any fear.

But he forgot one thing, people know fear, and the fire spirit doesn't know what fear is, and he can't find a way to escape here, the only thing he can do is to kill all the fire spirits who have done this.

But when I really came into close contact with nearly 1,000 people, I understood what real fear was.