The moon and stars are scarce, and the mottled moonlight, through the clouds, slowly shines on Chen Fan's rather handsome face, he sits on the threshold of the wooden house, "grunting" and drinking spirits.

Ten years later, he had become accustomed to the stinging sensation of wine in his throat, and the strength of the wine was not as strong as when he had taken the first sip, but after a few sips tonight, he was a little drunk.

Chen Fan leaned against the wooden door, and in a daze, in the frost and snow, the little girl wrapped in a thin robe appeared again, making him confused and lingering.

After a while, Chen Fan fell asleep drunk!

......

A breeze is blowing!

Chen Fan only felt a cramping pain in his chest, and a tearing sensation hit his left arm, which woke him up from his coma.

"Hiss!" Chen Fan took a deep breath.

The tingling sensation was left behind him, because Chen Fan saw that under the waning moon, a huge pit emerged, with ancient trees and dry bones.

"I ...... Am I dreaming?"

Chen Fan grinned and muttered!

At this moment, he cried with joy, and unconsciously, a drop of blood and tears flowed from the corner of his eye.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, there were still traces of blood that had not dried up all around, as well as his own tomb dragon hand, leaving a deep pit a hundred meters wide.

"Senior sister, Xiaofan is back. Chen Fan felt sour in his heart and muttered.

He dragged his shriveled body, his left arm empty, and with his indomitable perseverance, urged his right arm, inch by inch, towards the depths of the Dead Grave Mountain Range.

His injuries were too bad, and if he didn't absorb the dead qi and recover, it would really be over.

This place is only ten miles away from the cemetery, and at this time, in Chen Fan's opinion, it is like an abyss and cannot be crossed.

"Whew......!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan heard a familiar voice that made his body tremble.

Ten years, he has been tormenting in his dreams for ten years, but in the cemetery, only a moment has passed.

"Whew!"

A black shadow, in a few flashes, came to Chen Fan's side, and it stared at the half-crippled, short-breathing bear child lying on the ground.

It can clearly feel that this bear child is no longer good, or it will not be long before he will die.

"Take me to the graveyard. Chen Fan used all his strength before he spit out a sentence.

However, Xiao Hei remained motionless, staring at him with blazing eyes, not knowing what it was thinking!

Chen Fan's body trembled, and a vague aura of death, as well as five fire-like aura, flickered in front of his eyes.

His heart suddenly burst out, and then he laughed at himself weakly: "I can't think of it, I will die in your hands, those demon beasts in the past, they were really eaten for you for nothing, beasts are beasts, and you will never know how to be grateful." ”

Suddenly, Xiao Hei's momentum softened, and the fiery red aura was retracted, and it stretched out its head quite humanely, arched it on its back against Chen Fan's ruined flesh and blood, and ran towards the depths of the Dead Tomb Mountain Range.

It really wanted to kill Chen Fan with one claw just now, and then regain its freedom, but when it thought of these days, the days it spent with Chen Fan, the breakthrough speed was multiplied.

Coupled with the talisman of Bai Shuiyao, the days are just right, it has already understood human nature, and it knows who is really good to it.

Don't look at the usual, Chen Fan is a slap on it at every turn, but every time he brings back the demon beast meat, he will leave him a large portion.

Good birds choose trees to perch, the Tian Yuan Continent is originally the weak and the strong, so it can break through quickly, and treat it as a good owner, let it give up its beastly nature, take Chen Fan, and rush to the cemetery.

A moment later, it came to the periphery of the lifeless cemetery, and it carefully put Chen Fan down, stuck out its tongue, and licked Chen Fan's face.

Chen Fan grinned in pain, even though Xiao Hei was very careful, he still felt pain.

None of the flesh and blood bodies covered in bruises were intact, and Chen Fan slowly crossed his knees with the help of Xiao Hei.

"Xiao Hei, thank you! Go back to protect my senior sister, remember, don't let her do stupid things, I'll come back when I recover from my injuries." Chen Fan spoke weakly.

"Whoa!" said Blackie, nodding his head.

Then, Xiao Hei left the cemetery with a smoke, this is only the outer part of the cemetery, but the rich death air makes it uneasy, so it leaves as fast as possible.

Looking at the back of Xiao Hei leaving, Chen Fan's hanging heart gradually stabilized.

Immediately, he began to operate the Tomb Recipe, absorbing this dense dead qi, which turned into a trace of mist and poured into his body.

After a cup of tea, Chen Fan's face, which was as white as snow, regained a trace of blood, and the shriveled flesh and blood gradually unfolded.

There is too little dead air on the periphery of the graveyard, and the recovery speed is slow, but it is better than nothing.

Chen Fan was like an old tree, motionless, surrounded by dead air, as if he was a dead man in the dark night.

An hour or so!

Chen Fan opened his eyes again, his face was still pale, his shriveled body had only recovered one percent, and there was still a sword mark on his chest.

It seems that a quick recovery is needed, and it is only possible to go deep into the graveyard.

Chen Fan dragged his bloodstained, shriveled and stumbling body, staggering into the depths.

"Boom!".

Chen Fan didn't know how long he had walked, but he knew that he couldn't hold it anymore, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

He struggled with his flesh and blood, trying to keep himself awake, and the Tomb Recipe in his body automatically came out, absorbing the dead qi and restoring his strength.

The night passed!

"Whew!"

"Woooooooo......oo

A gust of wind exploded, and the baby-like cry reached Chen Fan's ears, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"It's dawn! Chen Fan frowned.

His injuries had not yet recovered, and without five or six days of recuperation, it was impossible for his dilapidated body to recover as before.

However, the cemetery during the day was extremely manic, and the gusts of wind blew Chen Fan couldn't help but shiver.

The piercing cry of "woo woo woo" made Chen Fan's whole body creepy, and he always felt that the baby's cry seemed to be right next to his ears.

"I can't care so much, let's try to recover first!" Chen Fan's eyes were firm.

Then, he continued to turn the grave to fill his weak flesh and blood.

"Goo-goo!"

In the cemetery, bursts of dead air were rolling, and the boiling screams and cries in his ears made Chen Fan upset.

He only felt that his qi and blood were deficient, as if he was about to be swallowed by these tumbling dead gases, especially the crying of the baby, which made Chen Fan, who was already seriously injured, work hard for a while.

If you continue like this, you will be played to death before you recover. Chen Fan grinned.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall, all changes will be still, the spirit will be calm, the dust will not be stained, the vulgar appearance will not be stained, the void will be empty, and there will be nothing. Chen Fan silently recited the "Meditation Mantra" in his heart to calm himself down.

I have to say that the "Meditation Mantra" is very useful for these cow gods and ghosts, and it took about half an hour or so for Chen Fan to gradually calm down.

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Seven Xuanmen, Xuanqing Peak!

Before dawn in the morning, the sky was filled with silent spring rain, and the sky was overpowered, sometimes the wind howled, and sometimes it was silent.

The dripping sound of "da-da" woke up the unconscious Bai Shuiyao, she shook her head, and there was a burst of soreness in the back of her head.

"Xiao Fan!" she screamed unconsciously.

But there was silence all around, she slowly woke up, looked around, and found herself lying on the bed, covered with a thick layer of quilt, and next to the bed, there was a big black dog.

The little black eyes stared at her wide, and when she saw that Bai Shuiyao was awake, she wagged its tail, stretched out its cute tongue, and licked her palm obediently.

"Xiao Hei, where is Xiao Fan?"

Suddenly, Bai Shuiyao's face turned pale and she spoke with anxiety.

"No, I'm going to find him. Bai Shuiyao lifted the quilt and said with a haggard face: "Xiao Fan must have had an accident, so many strong people, even if they are strong spirit masters, will be besieged and die." ”

"Woooo

However, Bai Shuiyao didn't understand, she thought that Hei's howl was to tell her that Xiao Fan had an accident, and it was useless to go, her head shook slightly, and she almost fainted.

Although Xiao Hei understands human nature, he can't speak, and when he sees Bai Shuiyao insisting on going out, he is so anxious that he can only stretch out his two feet and make a gesture in the air.

"Whoa!" In desperation, after Xiao Hei howled, he slapped Bai Shuiyao with one paw.

And the position where it was filmed happened to be the latest position that Chen Fan shot, just enough to knock people out without hurting the body.

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Hades!

"Ah......h

A thunderous roar came from one of the secret rooms of Hades Peak.

An old man in a deep blue robe, with gray temples, at this time a face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, and on his palm, there were five overwhelming spiritual qi out of the body, and in an instant, a piece of purple wood in the palm of his hand was pinched into powder.

"Impossible...... Impossible, a little child, even if he is possessed by an old monster, it is impossible to be so strong, my top ten disciples of Hades Peak, plus Xuanxing Peak and Xuanli Peak, twenty-five geniuses, died like this. ”

Zhao Wenjie's old face was gloomy, and he spoke with endless killing intent.

The year-to-year ratio is imminent, he Hades Peak, no one can hold the scene now, the peak list is related to the resources obtained by Hades Peak, the key, and this year's year-on-year reward. It made him panic a little.

A Xuan-level high-level spiritual technique, plus a Xuan-level high-level elixir from the Spirit Wind Gate, is enough to make Hades Peak rise.

Zhao Wenjie wandered in the secret room repeatedly, his face gloomy, as if he had died of his own son.

However, it is similar to the son of the dead family, because half of the people sent out by Hades Peak are their own beloved grandsons.

"Great Elder!"

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the secret room, with a faint sadness in the voice.

After two breaths, a woman in a white robe retreated through the stone door of the secret room and slowly walked in.

"Great Elder, the five disciples of my Xuanli Peak have not returned yet, and the wisps of spirit left in the peak have also been shattered, can you give me an explanation?"

The woman's face was displeased, staring at the gloomy Zhao Wenjie, and said sharply.

Ruoli stood in front of Zhao Wenjie, with beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a melon seed face, beautiful and beautiful, and a pair of clear eyes staring at her.

"Hehe" Zhao Wenjie sneered, and then, pointed to the spirit card in the secret room and said: "Explain, what do you want to explain, these are the ten powerhouses sent by my Hades King Peak." ”

On the ten spirit cards, there is no god spirit, and it has cracked, indicating that these ten people have died.