"Don't worry, I'll send you on your way!" The chairman chuckled, raised his right hand, and slapped Zhang Fan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

A palm slapped down, followed by an indescribable suction, gushing out from the bloody mouth of his palm.

began to devour all the supernatural powers that Zhang Fan possessed. With the devouring supernatural power, the pitch-black ghost behind Zhang Fan suddenly swayed, becoming illusory and thin, as if it was constantly breaking away from Zhang Fan's control.

The first supernatural power to be devoured was a ghost child in a black coat. Then the second is a skinless bloody body.

After that came the Scarlet Ghost Tree. More and more supernatural powers were devoured and taken away by the white-haired youth. Zhang Fan's body was also taken away with his strength, and he began to weaken and wither rapidly.

"No-" When the figure belonging to Feng Hui was devoured, Zhang Fan's emotions completely collapsed.

He cried tears and tears. Nothing is gone. Everything is dead.

"The parasitic spirit is not something that you can control."

"Next, I'll give you real relief!" The blood basin mouth in the palm of the president's right hand greedily devoured everything about Zhang Fan, just as he was about to completely pull Zhang Fan's parasitic spirit black ghost shadow out of his body.

Suddenly, a change occurred. I saw a huge panda doll with a huge size, suddenly falling from the sky, smashing the earth and shaking the mountains.

As soon as the panda doll landed, it raised its giant fist and threw a punch at the president.

"Huh?" The chairman sighed lightly, grabbed Zhang Fan's throat, jumped into the air, and narrowly escaped this terrifying attack.

"Just because you're a red-clothed ghost, do you want to save people too?" The chairman's gaze looked at the top of the panda doll's head, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a playful smile.

There, a woman in a blood-colored evening dress stood. The person who came was none other than the red-clothed pen fairy, Sang Qiumeng.

Sang Qiumeng didn't answer the president's words, but silently clasped his hands together and spat out four words in his mouth-

"The Ghost Domain Unfolds!" The moment these four words were spoken, the entire land of the Ghost Domain underwent earth-shaking changes.

It was turned into a huge kindergarten. The kindergarten is filled with countless animal dolls, large and small.

On the top of each animal doll, there is a supernatural power that is infinitely close to that of the top red-clothed ghost.

"It's a bit interesting, your ghost realm level is almost at the ninth layer, but unfortunately, even if you overdraft all your strength, it will be difficult to take this waste away!" The guild leader looked around, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw through the strangeness of this ghost domain at a glance.

As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, he couldn't stop coughing, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Damn, how at this time!!" The president's face turned pale, grabbed Zhang Fan's left hand, and unconsciously let go.

"That damn old thing, forget it, drain the power of this waste as soon as possible, and go back and adjust!!" The president strode forward again, ready to completely withdraw the parasitic spirit of Zhang Fan's body.

"Ghost Domain, Explosion!!" Sang Qiumeng was not polite, as soon as his eyes changed, he directly detonated the entire ghost world.

As the ghost domain was detonated by her, the entire world suddenly began to spread a storm of death that destroyed the world.

"For the sake of such a waste, you actually chose to detonate the ninth-layer ghost domain, ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"Well, I'm not in a good state today, so I'll spare your life!" The president's face changed drastically, because he had also suffered a lot of injuries from the last battle with the owner of the ancestral hall palace on Treasure Island.

Although he was not afraid of the destruction of this ghost domain, if he forcibly resisted, there might still be a high probability that he would not be able to suppress the three parasitic spirits he controlled, causing the supernatural balance to be broken.

At that point, it will affect the plan in a year's time. In the end, the chairman did not pull the pitch-black ghost shadow out, but took advantage of the arrival of the self-explosion power of the ghost domain to throw Zhang Fan into the distance with his backhand, and then his body moved, and he directly tore open the void and left quickly.

After the president left, Sang Qiumeng's eyes flowed blood, and the giant panda doll under her feet collapsed and collapsed, turning into dust.

"I'll take you, go back!!" Sang Qiumeng picked up Zhang Fan, who only had his last breath left, and directly led him out of this deaf land.

Ten minutes passed. Zhang Fan was taken by Sang Qiumeng to a remote and narrow valley. Sang Qiumeng originally wanted to pour his supernatural power into Zhang Fan's body.

But...... The moment she raised her palm, she found that her body, from the bottom of her feet, began to burn with dazzling red smoke.

This is a sign of ruin. She fought everything to detonate her ghost domain, and now she is on the verge of extinction.

"Ahh

"I'll let you live!!" Sang Qiumeng sighed, endured the pain of the ashes, and gently comforted Zhang Fan.

"There's no need...... For the sake of me, the dying man, a waste of ..... Strength, you hurry up and leave ....." Zhang Fan was dying, with less breath in and more gasping breath, and the vision in front of him had gradually blurred.

"Let's go...... I beg you..... Come on! Zhang Fan used his last strength to let Sang Qiumeng leave.

Sang Qiumeng watched silently, his mood was heavy and complicated, and he didn't speak for a long time. Zhang Fan's state, she can also see, has come to the end of her life.

Even if you fight with the last strength to save it, it won't help. Two minutes later, Sang Qiumeng turned around and left.

The night sky was full of lightning and thunder, dark clouds, and rain falling. Tick! Tick! The rain is getting heavier and heavier, showing a torrential downpour.

The heavy rain washed over Zhang Fan's body, making him miserable and miserable. At a certain moment, there was a crisp sound of footsteps, from far to near, and a man figure holding a red balloon in his right hand walked from a distance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Fan opened his hazy eyes and looked slowly. The familiar red balloon appeared in front of him, and he suddenly smiled miserably, and asked weakly, "You are ...... Is that the fear clown? ”

"Yes!" The man holding the red balloon said softly.

"I've become ...... Become like this...... Look, you are ...... now Satisfied, right?! Zhang Fan laughed miserably.

"Someone has to die, your death has driven my plan, be proud of it!" The clown's voice was joyless, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"You're ...... today. Are you here to see me off for the last time? Zhang Fan's breath became weaker and weaker, and gradually weakened and inaudible.

"I'm here to take from you what I need." The clown stepped forward, slowly squatted down, and said with a smile.

"You..... What do you want...... What? The light in Zhang Fan's eyes dimmed, he could no longer see anything at all, and he was completely blind.

"I'm going to ...... Your heart!! The clown grabbed his left hand to Zhang Fan's chest, and then penetrated it, and in the next second, he dug out a heart that was beating slowly and flowing with blood.

"Your kindness is the best medicine, and with this I can save ...... The true man of destiny that I have chosen! The clown looked up and sneered, then turned and walked away.

Zhang Fan, who had no heart, his eyes slowly closed, and he gradually lost his vitality. He's dying.

Sleepy. The unprecedented sleepiness came to his face, dragging Zhang Fan's consciousness into the dark abyss.

"Sister—"

"Are you still there?" A second before he died, Zhang Fan put on the last trace of consciousness and began to call out the sleeping demon.

"I'm here!" In the dark consciousness, the voice of the Sandman sounded.

"Can you do me one last favor?" Zhang Fan said sincerely.

"You say!" The Sandman was silent for a moment and said.

"Please help me transfer the system in my head, as well as my ghost companions, to a survivor named Su Qian!"

"Sister, can you grant me this last request?" Zhang Fan's voice became faint, almost inaudible.

"Good!" The Sandman replied with a good word.

"Thank you......" After Zhang Fan spit out the last word of thanks, his body softened, and his breathing suddenly stopped at this moment.

He's dead. Truly dead. At the same time, a small spider shrouded in fluorescent blue light slowly floated out from the depths of Zhang Fan's mind and fled to the night sky in the distance, and soon disappeared.

And after Zhang Fan's death, a large pool of pitch-black lake began to spread out under his body. The black water of the lake is getting more and more, and when it is washed by the rain, it ripples a little bit.

Then, Zhang Fan's body began to sink towards the lake little by little. Time goes back to the moment before Zhang Fan went to the land of the deaf realm.

"Wishing Lake, I'm going to make one last deal with you!"

"I will ...... to you after I die Sacrifice myself, I sacrifice everything I have, to save Feng Hui and them!! ”

"As you wish!" On the muddy ground, four big characters appeared crookedly, which was the response of the Wishing Lake, and he promised Zhang Fan, this final deal.

…… Under the vast rainy night, the president covered his chest and walked through the forest path. He hadn't walked far before he saw a man in a blood-colored coat and a strangely shaped spear in front of him.

The moment he saw this man, the president only felt that the hairs on his body stood on end.

"You say I can't beat it?" The chairman jerked into the air beside him, and asked in a shocked voice.

"I said, if I stab out this shot, I will definitely dismember the supernatural power of the person in front of me, and I will definitely ...... Dismembered Feng Hui, Zhang Suya, and Mariduo!! The man in the blood-colored coat slowly raised the spear in his hand and threw it at the president's body in the void.

With a single throw, the spear turned into a brilliant rainbow that penetrated the night sky of heaven and earth. The terrifying power of wishing exploded in an instant.

There is no circumvention, no confrontation, no refusal. ......