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This is also incredible, unless, that old man's cultivation far surpasses Yang Fan.

When he saw the thin old man, Yang Fan found that his heavenly eyes were violently 'wavering'.

Only when you are facing an extremely dangerous situation will the eye of the sky 'wave' move, which is the meaning of the active warning, and today's eye 'wave' moves, it means that you are facing great danger in front of you.

Yang Fan didn't dare to move.

There was even a cold sweat running down his forehead.

Dangerous, really dangerous!

This time it's in danger.

The existence in front of me is absolutely beyond imagination.

Looking closely, I really couldn't see his specific imagination, I could only see the thin figure, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the scene outside the cabin.

The glimmer of light illuminated by lightning was soon swallowed up by darkness again.

The thin old man couldn't see it.

But that feeling of danger was still there, and Yang Fan didn't dare to act rashly.

Suddenly, something happened again.

Boom! A second bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the cabin again.

Yang Fan looked at the window, his face was shocked, and the thin old man standing there disappeared without a trace.

"Why is it gone?Why is it gone?" Yang Fan broke out in a cold sweat, feeling cold behind his back, could it be that he appeared behind him?

At this moment, Yang Fan didn't dare to turn around, he was afraid that after turning around, he would see the thin old man.

Whew!

He gasped violently and waited quietly.

Darkness reigned again, but the heart was beating faster and faster.

Yang Fan took out the Ghost Suppression Lantern, and a faint light emanated from the Ghost Suppression Lantern, wrapping himself, and only then did Yang Fan feel better.

He looked around solemnly. Looking for the figure of the thin old man, but the thin old man really disappeared without a trace.

Everything before seemed to be a dream, just like the big battle seen outside.

When you wake up from a dream, everything will disappear.

"Could it be that the scene has also reappeared?" Yang Fan frowned slightly and thought.

Maybe there is really this possibility, at a certain time, there is such a strong man, standing at the window not far away, looking into the distance.

Yang Fan returned with the Demon Suppression Sky Lantern in his hand, the cabin was as dark as ink, and the visibility was extremely low, the darkness here was the darkness that could cover the monk's exploration, and the divine thoughts could not be explored, only the 'naked' eyes could observe the surrounding situation.

When Yang Fan walked to the middle of the cabin with the anti-ghost sky lantern, his eyes suddenly froze, and his face became pale.

Because there was a person lying on the stone 'bed' that had been empty before.

At this moment, Yang Fan felt that his scalp was about to explode.

His face was a little pale, this cabin was really weird, who was the corpse that appeared out of thin air?

Why is it a corpse? Because Yang Fan didn't feel a trace of anger from the person lying on the stone bed.

Since there is no life, there are only corpses.

Yang Fan endured the fear in his heart, and slowly approached the stone 'bed' with the ghost suppression lantern in his hand, and when he came to the vicinity of the stone 'bed', he finally saw clearly who was lying on the stone 'bed'.

It was a thin corpse, with an old face and a dry body, as if it had been dead for eons of years, almost a dried corpse, and he lay there, motionless, but in fact there had long since lost any breath.

"It's him, it's that person" Yang Fan's face turned pale and he staggered back a few steps.

This is obviously the thin old man I saw before.

He had stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking out into the distance.

Why is it lying on the stone 'bed' in a blink of an eye, and there is no breath left.

What did you see before?

Is it a hallucination? Is it a re-enactment of a scene from the past?

Or did the corpse in front of him really stand up just now and look into the distance from the window?

Yang Fan felt that his breathing became rapid.

Horror, uneasiness, these two emotions permeate the heart.

What happened today was really weird, and this god-king ship was hiding too many secrets.

Moreover, it was obvious that the corpse in front of him was not the corpse of the god-king.

The god king was tall and burly, and the thin body in front of him was extremely different.

But who is he?

All this is a mystery for Yang Fan.

Knock knock!

Suddenly, a strange 'wave' sound was transmitted from the depths of the cabin, and if you listen carefully, it seems like your heart is beating.

"Ahh

It hurts!

He could barely breathe from the pain.

He almost felt the urge to die.

His body fell to his knees in front of the stone bed.

He struggled to look up into the depths of the pitch-black 'colored' cabin.

Creak!

Suddenly, a 'door' opened.

It turned out that the cabin had access to a deeper location, and the sound was coming from the deeper part of the cabin.

The sound was getting more and more intense.

The voice grew more and more urgent.

As the voice became more and more intense and urgent, Yang Fan became more and more painful, and his heart seemed to explode directly.

He felt his head hurt so badly that his soul felt like it was about to crack.

Yang Fan even wanted to dig out his heart and pry his head open.

Whew.

He gasped violently, but he still couldn't kick his breath, as if he was struggling before falling into the water.

Yang Fan's divine sense was a little blurred, and he vaguely saw that there seemed to be a little scarlet 'color' in the darkness deep in the cabin, exuding a strange light, and it was like a pair of scarlet 'color' eyes, swirling in the darkness, looking at himself outside.

It was like a heart, beating violently.

It was too far away, and it was too dark for Yang Fan to see clearly.

Now he only felt as if he was going to die, this god king ship was too weird, hidden unknown, and extremely terrifying.

Of course Yang Fan didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

He struggled, like all drowning people, but all the struggles seemed to be in vain.

Yang Fan felt that life was passing, and finally he didn't even have the ability to make a sound.

In the midst of the fierce struggle, Yang Fan grabbed a hand.

It was a pair of cold, dry hands like wood.

It was the hand lying on the stone bed.

When he grabbed that hand, Yang Fan felt that the aura of death was reduced a lot, although it was still shrouded in him, and he wanted his life anytime and anywhere, but it was not as strong as before, he seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, his consciousness was vague, but he didn't dare to let go of the dry palms, until, the sky outside gradually brightened.

The darkness will eventually pass, the light will come, when the light of the first dawn 'shines' down, Yang Fan feels as if he is alive again, the sound of the heart beating in the cabin is weakening, and the breath of death is gradually fading, and with the appearance of the sun, this god king ship actually began to become illusory, as if it was going to disappear between heaven and earth, this is an ancient ship that appeared in the darkness, when the day comes, it will return to darkness again.

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to get out," the fire spirit reminded loudly.

Yang Fan's face was pale, and he grabbed the hand of the nameless dry corpse on the stone 'bed' overnight, he survived, which even Yang Fan himself had never expected, he said thank you to the dry corpse, and quickly rushed out of the cabin and flew into the air, and the god king ship was riding the wind to break the 'waves', before the light of the sun completely descended, it broke through the void and disappeared without a trace.