"What to do? It's been almost four hours since he's been in. Suddenly, in the darkness, a man's voice seemed unusually rapid and uneasy.

"Don't worry, just wait." As soon as the uneasy voice fell, another person's voice sounded, but compared to the previous voice, the person who made the latter voice was obviously much calmer.

As soon as the two voices fell, another slightly angry voice sounded again, "Don't talk either, it's almost time, the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are all coming out at this time, why don't be impulsive first, let's wait for him to come out." ”

After the voices of the three people sounded one after another, the surroundings began to be quiet again, and the silence around the strange night was terrifying, not even the sound of a single insect or cricket could be heard, and some were just the faint breathing of the three people hidden in the dark.

In the golden autumn of September, Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou three provinces converge, late at night, the moonlight is like water, the silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground seems extraordinarily silent, the whole sky can not see a star except the moon, the air is filled with strange fog and extremely heavy smell of blood.

In a dimly lit valley where a man is wrestling with something, this valley surrounded by mountains is located at the confluence of Sichuan Province and Guizhou Province, and in ancient times it was a veritable artery of the three counties.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the towering ancient trees that are pressed by black are full of several mountains that surround the valley, and from a distance, it looks like a few infinitely enlarged mass graves standing there, making this silent night even more terrifying, and the strange fog and the heavy smell of blood wrap around this small valley, making the atmosphere of the late night a little dignified.

"Am I going to die like this today?" As soon as the words fell, he saw a person shuttling back and forth in the formation with a bronze ancient sword in his hand, and from time to time he was still scattering runic papers next to the corpse that he had cut down.

Time is passing little by little, but the person with the ancient sword in his hand has no chance to be idle, the ancient sword is constantly waved by him in his hand, and from time to time there are fragments of stumps that are cut by the sharp ancient sword.

At this time, the person holding the ancient sword was already covered in blood, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, and he was using the sword to the ground with one hand to support himself without exhaustion and fall, holding a palm-sized feng shui compass in the other hand and looking carefully.

"According to the strange array arranged by the twelve gates of the ancient nine palaces, is it really that there is no entry and no exit? Alas, it seems right not to let them in. The man looked at the pointer on the compass and shook for a while, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Zhou Fan shuttled back and forth in the formation, and couldn't help but curse in his heart: Whose tomb is the hell doing such a big battle underground, I am an immortal Banban Nine Palaces, gossip, twelve gates, what kind of formation is this, and who has refined so many people into walking corpses, why can't I find the birth gate of the formation?

Just when Zhou Fan was walking back and forth in the formation with the compass in his hand, a sudden change protruded, and Zhou Fan, who couldn't react to the shaking of the sky for a while, was immediately dizzy and his ears were buzzing.

I saw that after he shook his head fiercely, he stood up and looked around the entire formation, and found that the formation was changing little by little, seeing that the formation was changing little by little, Zhou Fan was suddenly anxious in his heart.

Staring at this formation that had trapped him for four hours, he thought about the route of the formation again, took the compass and shuttled through the formation, and when he walked to a corner of the formation, he suddenly stopped, staring at a corpse under his feet for a long time without action.

I saw that the corpse in front of me was a little strange, the whole body was torn into two, the upper body fell to the side, the lower body no longer knew where it went, the corpse with only the upper half left was black, and the fist-sized corpse spots were imprinted on the corpse.

Seeing this Zhou Fan couldn't help but feel strange, he stared carefully for a while, he saw that the corpse was still holding something in his hand, Zhou Fan leaned over and broke the man's hand, and found that it was actually a corpse suppression talisman, this charm seemed to be about to be weathered, but Zhou Fan could still faintly feel its spirituality when he held it in his hand.

Zhou Fan looked at the charm in his hand, and then glanced at the corpse under his feet, and suddenly his heart jumped, "Is there still a zombie here?" In fact, Zhou Fan had already suspected in his heart that there were zombies in this formation.

Although he hadn't encountered it yet, these signs, coupled with the corpse suppression talisman in his hand, made Zhou Fan even more convinced that there were zombies in the formation.

Sure enough, Zhou Fan just hoped that he wouldn't encounter zombies, and suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of him not far from the formation, "It's over, so unlucky!" ”

Zhou Fan stared at the tall figure and was already a little scared in his heart, looking at the compass in his hand, looking for a way to enter the core of the formation in the fog, while getting rid of the tall figure following, but the tall figure seemed to lock on him, no matter where Zhou Fan went, it would follow.

"What to do, what to do" Zhou Fan slashed and slashed the walking corpses that stood in his way, and at the same time had to be careful to follow the tall figure behind him, at this time Zhou Fan's physical strength was almost at the limit.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with the thing behind him, suddenly a white light flashed in the sky, and then he heard a muffled sound, and then a violent light illuminated the entire valley, and at this time, Zhou Fan also saw the lines of the formation clearly through the light.

"What's going on? Why are flares suddenly fired? With the light of the signal flare, Zhou Fan quickly shuttled through the formation, and was getting closer to the core of the formation little by little.

"Hopefully I'm right." The closer he got to the center of the formation, the more serious the sense of crisis in Zhou Fan's heart became, and he walked in the formation for a while, and before he could enter the next formation gate, he was stopped by another tall figure.

This figure is not the figure that has been chasing Zhou Fan behind him, obviously the monster behind him has been thrown away by Zhou Fan, but Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to crashing into the other.

The tall figure saw Zhou Fan coming, and immediately raised his huge withered hand to grab Zhou Fan, and at the moment of great danger, Zhou Fan rolled over, and just dodged the withered giant hand.

But the figure didn't seem to stop, let out a strange roar, and then rushed towards Zhou Fan again, who had already moved away from its attack range by rolling just now.

At this time, Zhou Fan knew very well what it was, the tall figure was a zongzi, green hair stiff, but green hair stiff has a shortcoming, that is, its action is extremely slow, only one-third of a normal person, Zhou Fan was afraid at the same time secretly glad that he was lucky, because if he met a stiff jump, he would only have to wait for death.

Looking at the green hair stiff not far in front of him whose face had rotted and maggots were still crawling on the rotten flesh, Zhou Fan felt extremely disgusted, and while carefully watching the green hair stiff, he hurriedly distanced himself from it.

While shuttling through the formation, Zhou Fan thought about the clothes worn by the green hair stiff, and suddenly his heart was full of doubts, "Why are there two green hair stiffs?" Is there anyone else manipulating? Thinking about it, Zhou Fan fell into the dead end of the formation again, and Zhou Fan didn't seem to know at all, he kept spinning around in the formation, and when he encountered a walking corpse, he was killed.

"No matter, it's good to be able to save my life now." The moment he figured it out, Zhou Fan also reacted, looking at the dead end of the formation, his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he turned around and wanted to leave the dead end, but it was too late.

Seeing that Qingmao Stiff was slowly approaching him, seeing that he had no way to retreat, Zhou Fan was ruthless at the moment, holding the ancient sword upside down in one hand, and digging for something in the backpack with the other, and rushed towards Qingmao Stiff desperately.

In just a moment, the green hair stiff had already pounced, and he bit towards Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan also pulled his hand out of the backpack at this moment, and at the moment when the green hair stiff pounced, he sprinkled the glutinous rice in his hand.

Qingmao Stiff couldn't avoid being sprinkled on his body, and suddenly a burst of smoke rose from Qingmao's body, and a burnt rancid smell immediately permeated the surroundings, Zhou Fan quickly retreated after smelling the disgusting smell, and took out a gas mask from his backpack and brought it on.

Then he glanced at the roaring green hair stiff out of the corner of his eye, stepped forward and made up another sword, only to see that after the sharp sword in Zhou Fan's hand instantly slashed down with a "dang" sound, Zhou Fan was shocked and numb, and the ancient sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.

However, the ancient sword only entered the flesh for three points, and did not really hurt the green hair stiff, Zhou Fan knew that it was not a big threat to it with the sword, and after gritting his teeth and pulling out the ancient sword, he turned over and left the green hair stiff.