Chapter 293: The Holy Land of Confusion

Walking towards the altar, there was not much left of the altar at this time.

A large hollow, the hollow seeps with a layer of white light, and it is impossible to see inside.

Ning Fan couldn't find in his mind how to describe the words of the altar in front of him, it seemed so mysterious, he was completely a mystery, he didn't know what was in it, he didn't know what kind of secret it contained, what was all this?

And other people, such as their ink masters, seem to know what is in this, and they must have accumulated a lot of secrets in their ink organization over the years, and these secrets seem to be passed on by word of mouth.

Ning Fan doesn't need to confirm anything, Ning Fan only needs to look at the expressions on these people's faces to know what the other party means, that is a kind of confidence.

However, Ning Fan didn't have the luxury of expecting the other party to make these public, entering this holy land was originally a competitive relationship, although the door master said that it was impossible to kill, but sometimes dealing with a person was not just killing.

Ning Fan didn't think so badly of others in his heart, but in Ning Fan's limited life, he had this hint of understanding in his heart, and Bai Zhen's life clearly told Ning Fan what competition was.

If Ning Fan is ruthless, he has never seen that sometimes some people will kill people for a bite to eat, after all, sometimes survival is the first element, and no matter how big the reason and excuse are, they can't stop the impetus for survival.

Seeing that everyone else walked into the white light one by one, Ning Fan walked in without the slightest hesitation at this time, although he was very afraid of what he would encounter when he entered this white light, but Ning Fan knew that he had reached this point, so there was no room for retreat, no matter how he retreated, it was impossible not to enter this white light.

One step, two steps, Ning Fan felt that when facing the unknown, his movements seemed to become extremely slow, making him feel as if centuries had passed.

The body touched the white light, and this white light gave Ning Fan a very soft, very good, very safe, it seemed to be the feeling when he returned to his mother's body, and in an instant, Ning Fan's whole body was submerged in this white light.

Ning Fan felt that his body and this white light were one, and he was tightly wrapped by this white light, wrapping his body, making him feel as if he was enjoying life in the white light.

However, this feeling quickly came out of Ning Fan, and it was only a matter of a moment to pass through the white light.

After looking around him, Ning Fan found that there seemed to be no one around him who he knew, or rather, Ning Fan only knew Xie Da and Victor, and Ning Fan didn't know the others.

But what he is facing now is that what Ning Fan saw at this time was not the people from Moyumen, but the people who appeared from nowhere, and they appeared in front of Ning Fan's eyes like this.

As soon as Ning Fan turned his head, they also turned their heads, and as soon as Ning Fan turned around, they also turned around.

Suddenly, Ning Fan had a creepy and numb scalp, as if these people in front of him were all himself.

But there are all kinds of men and women, and they don't look like anything weird.

"Who are you?" Ning Fan asked.

However, no one answered Ning Fan.

Just when Ning Fan wanted to walk in front of them at this time, these people were like smoke and dust, and they turned into ashes and disappeared in front of Ning Fan's eyes in an instant.

"This!" Ning Fan subconsciously walked a few steps in front of him, looking at everything in front of him with very surprised eyes, his hand stretched out, but he couldn't catch anything, everything in front of him seemed so weird, it made Ning Fan feel creepy.

However, at this time, Ning Fan calmed down, if there was nothing special in this mysterious holy land, Ning Fan really didn't dare to stay.

At this time, there were already some weirdness, so Ning Fan had to be careful, and only by being careful slowly could he save himself.

At this time, Ning Fan had time to look at everything in front of him, above him was a rock wall, the previous white light was gone, and he could see the top at a glance.

Looking at other places, Ning Fan couldn't help but feel that his heart was cold, and everything in front of him didn't give him an exit, what three days later, how to go back.

Ning Fan found himself on a relatively wide platform, and there were cliff-like existences on both sides, and gusts of yin wind blew towards him, giving Ning Fan's originally powerful heart an extra layer of goosebumps.

tentatively found a direction and started walking, in fact, there were only two directions, one was the direction in front of Ning Fan, and the other was the direction behind Ning Fan, except for these two directions, Ning Fan had no other place to go.

The whole space was a little scary, but he couldn't bear Ning Fan's shouting at this time: "Is there anyone?

However, the voice that answered Ning Fan was an echo from this space: "Is there anyone?......?

The number of times is more than the number of times Ning Fan shouted, layer upon layer, spreading farther and farther, which makes Ning Fan a little silent, and can't help but feel that this space is a closed space, and it is very big, so big that he can't touch this margin.

Tentatively probing his soul power slightly outside, Ning Fan can also use his soul power to explore some unknown information for himself on weekdays, but at this time, Ning Fan found that his soul power was also limited to a very narrow space, and he couldn't test his soul power far away.

Ning Fan continued to be silent, he didn't expect that there was such a limitation in this space, and he had no way at all, but it was already like this, Ning Fan had nothing to say, just walked forward.

It was very empty, there was nothing, nothing appeared, no creatures, no objects.

As I said before, I can get what I want, and whatever danger is, it seems that nothing appears in it.

This made Ning Fan have to wonder if their words were correct, and wondered if everyone saw something different.

However, at this time, when Ning Fan was still thinking about other things, Ning Fan keenly felt that something appeared in front of him.

The ligature sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and it was blocked in front of his chest in an instant, and it was a white light when he brushed it, although Ning Fan's soul power could not perceive how far away, but it was infinitely powerful on the ligature sword.

A burst of recoil made Ning Fan feel the slightest vibration from his tiger's mouth, and suddenly Ning Fan's eyes tightened, and he looked at the creature in front of him very vigilantly.

That's right, it's a creature, Ning Fan didn't even have a creature here before, but at this time, the creature appeared and attacked himself.

The creature in front of him looks very unpleasant, the ugly face, it seems that the face of this creature is crowded together, and it is impossible to distinguish where the eyes are and where is the mouth, and even the hand is not the same as the cognitive aesthetics of ordinary people, and the three hands feel weird no matter how they look.

"Tsk!" When Ning Fan was still discerning what kind of creature was in front of him at this time, it screamed strangely and clasped towards Ning Fan is claws.

Ning Fan subconsciously dodged to his side, but suddenly remembered something, he didn't even have time to use the word sword, and the Ba Nan fist in his hand blocked it to the side with soul power.

The soul power exploded in mid-air, as if it had hit something.

But the corners of Ning Fan's mouth smiled slightly at this time, although the speed was so fast that he couldn't see clearly, but the feeling in his hand still let Ning Fan know that his Ba Nan fist just now blocked the blow of this monster.

"Tsk!" The monster kept shouting, and the voice was very sharp, which made Ning Fan feel a kind of chill, where did this monster run from, and it had such a speed that he almost caught his way.

At this time, Ning Fan slammed his fist towards the monster in front of him, without sparing his hand at all, and the Ba Nan fist glove hit the monster in an instant.

Curiously, this monster did not dodge.

ate Ning Fan's punch, but nothing happened.

It's not that Ning Fan didn't want to kill because of the rules here, but Ning Fan's punch really burst out with the strength of the fifth level of the Qi Refining Period, but it had no effect at all.

The monster in front of him seemed to be laughing, and the appearance of laughing was even more ugly than crying, and everything on his whole face was crowded into a lump, just like a chrysanthemum before the Double Ninth Festival.

At this time, the monster's voice couldn't help but be sharp, even if he couldn't understand what he said, but Ning Fan still felt that the monster's voice was unleashing a war intent on himself, or an unfriendly attitude.

This made Ning Fan change color suddenly, although he was an aggressor, but at this time it was obvious that his life and death were already at stake, so there was nothing to say, either he died or he died.

Ning Fan thought about it, it would be better to let the monster in front of him die, and keep his life to continue.

However, Ning Fan was also extremely vigilant in his heart, it was obvious that the holy place of the sect in front of him was not so friendly, but there were many, many unknown creatures.

It's like a holy place of mystery, full of mist.

"Tsk!twss!" Before Ning Fan could think clearly, the monster seemed to have reached a time when it was extremely impatient, and it burst out with a very strong voice and headed towards Ning Fan.