The afterglow of the setting sun ignites the sunset on the side of the mountain, which is as brilliant as fire.

Ji Fan leaned against a boulder, leaned out slightly, and kept observing the situation.

"Silk!"

After a while, the black snake also swam over, shrinking its head and showing the same fear.

"You signaled too late, it's already very close just now!" Facing the black snake's equally uncompetitive appearance, Ji Fan complained in fear.

The little black snake coiled up, buried the snake's head, and had the grievances of doing his best.

"Are those four people awesome?"

Because the black snake was the first to find the four people, Ji Fan didn't see the four people chasing after him for a while, so he confirmed it.

The black snake nodded first, and then shook his head, and he didn't have a clear understanding of Ji Fan's so-called power.

Seeing the Black Snake's response, Ji Fan couldn't help but sigh secretly, at the moment, the combination of one person and one snake between him and the Black Snake was still too weak.

"Retreat, find a place that is not easy to be discovered by those few people and hide. Ji Fan's decision was quickly responded to by Black Snake.

Ji Fan didn't go too far, but found a mountain pass.

"Those four people obviously had no good intentions, but they didn't catch up, and it is estimated that their strength is not too terrible. Thinking back to the previous situation, Ji Fan secretly guessed.

"Little snake, before I came to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, I got a necklace, can you help me identify it?" Ji Fan also looked for an opportunity to borrow courage and discussed with the black snake.

In Ji Fan's mind, a demon beast like the Black Snake should be quite sensitive to breath and danger, and can be tempted.

Moreover, there are four people in the distance, if the small coffin on the necklace is in danger, he may be able to use the power of the four people, after all, the one who can enter the Burial Spirit Mountain Range will not be mortals.

The black snake was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at Ji Fan.

The necklace with two small coffin pendants was taken out of the storage bag by Ji Fan and placed on the stone.

"Silk!"

After Ji Fan retreated, the little black snake swam to the side of the necklace and took a turn.

"It's that closed pendant, I don't know what's inside, and I haven't dared to open it, can you sense it?" Ji Fan reminded the black snake a little nervously.

The black snake spat out the letter, seemingly unable to spot the contents of the small coffin pendant.

"Can you try to open it? If there is danger, you go first, I will go in the direction of those four people, this farewell, I am afraid that there will be no chance to meet in the future, now I will say goodbye to you." Ji Fan rarely showed his emotions and whispered to the black snake.

Although Ji Fan has not been in contact with the little black snake for a long time, he has no calculations between people when he gets along with him.

Regardless of whether the little black snake was out of retribution or afraid of the metal gourd, Ji Fan finally got a chance.

"Snort~~~"

The small coffin pendant with the necklace closed was bitten by the little black snake, and the seal was soon corroded by the black snake's venom.

Until the law seal ripples and is sucked into the mouth of the black snake, the small coffin is opening little by little.

"You stay away, and if there's danger, go first. ”

Ji Fan tightened the iron axe in his hand, out of concern for the hunchbacked old man, he had to figure out what was in this small coffin pendant.

"Whew!"

Streams of black gas came out of the small coffin, and the breath that made Ji Fan's heart palpitate quickly spread, and the little black snake hurriedly swam away.

In the col, the coffin pendant of the necklace, the black gas gushing out became more and more intense, and Ji Fan was holding an iron axe, and his body was tense.

Ji Fan was not sure at this time, the four people at the foot of the mountain in the distance did not leave, but in the process of the little black snake fleeing in a hurry, he did not forget to warn him.

For the things that may be dangerous in the coffin pendant, Ji Fan was mentally prepared and retreated to distance himself.

"The old man is a monk of the third level of qi refining, even a few peak martial artists can't beat the qi refiner, but after all, the old man is dead......" Ji Fan didn't run too far, but kept an eye on the black qi, wanting to see what was going on.

The necklace coffin pendant is not clear, and it is really difficult for Ji Fan to sleep with him.

"Woo~~~"

The small coffin pendant swelled with black gas, and a figure faintly appeared in a cloud of black gas.

"Corpses?"

Ji Fan was not sure, and gradually came out of the mountain pass.

When the light of the setting sun slowly dispersed the black air mass, Ji Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw clearly what the figure was.

I saw a burly corpse with black hair, and a phantom figure on its head was turbulent, as if the soul could not fully blend with the body.

"Chen Gengnian!"

Under the illumination of the setting sun, Ji Fan was able to find that the soul phantom that fluctuated in the hairy corpse was the hunchbacked old man.

"He's not dead......"

The horror in Ji Fan's heart didn't wait for it to calm down, and the burly corpse with black hair had the intention of rushing over.

Faced with the abnormal movement of the black-haired corpse, Ji Fan no longer had the slightest intention of fighting the enemy, so he ran away.

"Ahh

The hunchbacked old man's soul was in turmoil, and he seemed to be in pain, and the black-haired corpse was also covering his head with his hands.

"Could it be that the coffin was forcibly opened and caused the wounds of the old man's soul?" Ji Fan thought about some possibilities as he fled.

In Ji Fan's mind, the hunchbacked old man put his soul in the black-haired corpse, maybe the condition was not good, otherwise he would not have been in the coffin.

Ji Fan's figure swept several times in a row, and he couldn't care about holding the necklace with two small coffins at this time, and the revelation of the black-haired corpse gave him a strong sense of crisis.

"Bang!"

Just as Ji Fan was rapidly sweeping and the wind was whistling in his ears, the black-haired corpse behind him also made obvious movements, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Dangerous ~ Dangerous ......"

After running for a while, he found that the four people at the foot of the mountain in the distance did not leave, and while Ji Fan approached the four people, he shouted to the four people when they were far away.

"What's going on?"

A woman with rust scratches on the rocks showed a little joy for Ji Fan's reappearance.

"Black-haired corpse!"

When the four of them reacted, a black shadow was already approaching, shocking the gray-robed old man.

"Don't come here!"

Although the woman's complexion changed drastically and warned Ji Fan loudly, he was speeding up instead.

In a hurry, the bald man grabbed a few stones on the ground and shook his hand at Ji Fan.

The stone made a sound of breaking through the air, and Ji Fan changed his direction slightly with one oblique step, realizing that the bald man's hand was very strong.

"Help. ”

The black-haired corpse attracted by Ji Fan's request for help made the four of them also show horror.

"This kid wants to hurt our ......"

The gray-robed old man realized that Ji Fan had the intention of letting a few people top the cylinder, and put one hand on the hilt of the sword.

"锃~~~"

As the gray-robed old man drew his sword, Chen Gengnian's soul in the black-haired corpse became more turbulent.

When Ji Fan approached the four of them and suddenly turned to run away, in the face of the unconscious black-haired corpse, the four gray-robed old men had to meet the enemy.

"Bell!"

The burly corpse with hard black hair, as if attracted by the sound of drawing a sword, pounced on the gray-robed old man and grabbed it with one claw, covering his head and face, and was blocked by the old man's horizontal sword.

"It seems that there will be no sympathy for no reason, if you choose, not only will it not save me, but it will harm me!" Ji Fan quickly swept to the distance and hid, peeking at the four of them fighting with the black-haired corpse.

Through observation, Ji Fan found that the black-haired corpse was not only powerful, but also the corpse was tough, attacking the three of them empty-handed, and he did not fall behind at all.

"Bang!"

The bald man who grabbed the stone and threw it at Ji Fan before smashed the chest of the black-haired corpse with a hammer, and the momentum sank, and he actually smashed the black-haired corpse back a few steps.

Among the four, the most eye-catching was the young man in the purple shirt, who did not use weapons in close combat like the old man, the man and the woman, but retreated into the distance, his hands were sealed and his mouth was recited.

"Fireball!"

After discovering that after a while, the young man's right hand burned with flames and shrank into a fireball, and Ji Fan recognized that the young man was casting a spell.

The shrinking fireball, which is not as big as an egg, can be so hot that people can see the steaming streaks on the outside of the fireball.

"Looks like he's a monk. ”

Ji Fan, who fled and hid, knew that this spell was very dangerous, and if he was hit by a seemingly small fireball, the powerful mortal warriors would be burned to death.

"Go!"

The young man's face was heavy, and the speed at which the fireball was released was not fast.

The small fireball fluttered, approaching the black-haired corpse, and the gray-robed old man and woman retreated, very cautious about the fireball sent by the young man.

"Bell!"

The bald man's hammer was sealed by the claws of the black-haired corpse, and he also took advantage of the situation to retreat.

"Bang~~~"

Just as the black-haired corpse jumped towards the young man, a small fireball with dazzling red light suddenly accelerated and shot at the black-haired corpse.

A puff of fire erupted, turning the black-haired corpse into a humanoid torch.

"Is this what the monks do?"

Ji Fan in the distance could feel that the flames that drowned the black-haired corpse seemed to be difficult to extinguish, and they were more viscous than ordinary flames.

"Ah......h

The painful wail of the hunchbacked old man's soul poured out in the flames, and the next moment, the black-haired corpse on fire moved, and pounced on the knife-wielding woman with fire.

Although the woman did not relax after retreating, the black-haired corpse was faster, almost with a jump, and the flames reached the top of her head.

"Zheng~~~"

The woman's expression was frightened, the true yuan in her body exploded, and she slashed at the black-haired corpse with a knife back to the wind, and the steel knife seemed to be cut on metal.

"Poof!"

Ignoring the blade slashing across the abdomen, the black-haired corpse slammed into the woman's body with flames, and a sharp claw plunged into the woman's heart.

Seeing the flames on the black-haired corpse, burning the woman as well, Ji Fan held the iron axe, and his expression was a little complicated.

"...... Li"

When the bald man saw the tragic death of the woman, his eyes turned red for a moment, and he frantically rushed towards the black-haired corpse, regardless of whether he was affected by the flames or not.

Ji Fan didn't expect that the black-haired corpse was so strong, he led the black-haired corpse to the side of the four, it was to kill Chen Gengnian with the four of them, and he planned to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but the woman among the four died first.

"Isn't it okay?"

Ji Fan secretly observed from a distance and found that among the four of them, the young monk could inflict substantial damage on the black-haired corpse.

The black-haired corpse that was hit by the fireball technique and the flames on its body could not be extinguished, as if it was furious, and the corpse with the woman on fire met the bald man.

"Don't fight hard!"

The young man who had performed the fireball technique reminded the red-eyed man loudly, and took out a small sword that was the length of a palm and glowed with silver light.

"Bang~~~"

The bald man smashed a hammer on the shoulder of the black-haired corpse, but was swept around the neck by the black-haired corpse's claws.

The nails of the black-haired corpse were like sharp blades, slashing the bald man's head in one fell swoop, and blood gushed out from the broken neck, splashing on the flames of the black-haired corpse.