Ten seconds passed.

Zhang Fan recovered from the state of a black shadow.

He looked around, and when he saw his surroundings, his brow furrowed.

At this moment, he was in the depths of the real Krakin Cave.

It's a world of its own.

The whole world was dark and gloomy, and the wind was swept like a ghost crying wolf.

Above the horizon, there was a haze of blood.

Above the earth, it was damp and muddy, covered with fishy, blackened mud.

And in the center of this world, there stands a huge old tree.

The old trees are green and leafy, and they are extremely dense.

It was stout, nearly ten meters thick.

The bark on the surface is jet-black.

In the folds of the bark, drops of brown unknown liquid flowed down.

When the liquid falls on the ground, it is sticky and drawn, and if it brews honey, it is not easy to break.

In addition, on the top of the branches of the old tree, there are also hideous and slender green vines, like wriggling snakes, as if they have life.

If an outsider were to observe here at this moment, they would find that this green vine was incomparably similar to the vegetation that released a terrible bacterial poison.

It is also covered with points of light similar to Mars.

If the guess is correct, the real culprit is this hideous old tree.

Destroy it, and there will be no other obstacle in this maze scene.

Raising his head and looking forward, Zhang Fan was near the old tree and saw Derrick and the terrifying statue of the Weeping Angel.

These three existences are extremely terrifying, and it is extremely difficult to fight them.

Unless there is other help, together with assistance, maybe we can fight.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought slightly.

It doesn't matter if it's an old tree, or a Derick, or a weeping angel.

In fact, they were not invincible with Zhang Fan's use of parasitic spiritual power.

But the cost is too great, too big to imagine.

He is afraid of this battle, and unleashing his full strength may lead to the complete loss of his humanity.

Therefore, Zhang Fan is thinking and considering.

And he didn't act rashly.

"The purpose of my trip is not to fight them to the death, but to find the Bible and ......" Zhang Fan stretched his brows again and muttered in a low voice.

Just find the Bibles and you'll be able to complete this maze scene, so there's no need to get tangled up with them.

Because it's not worth it.

Zhang Fan quickly made a decision and knew what to do next.

So, he took a slow step forward, and with lightning speed, he rushed to the old tree and seized the Bible.

I don't know exactly where the Bible is, but it's certainly near the old tree.

But the moment Zhang Fan rushed out, a sneer suddenly rang in his ears.

"Huh?"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan was stunned, turned his head suddenly, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

On his left, I saw a man standing on his left, wearing a black robe and a white mask with no facial features.

He didn't know when he appeared, his whereabouts were strange, and Zhang Fan didn't notice it.

Looking at his body and appearance, he is the same as Zhang Fan.

"Who are you?" Zhang Fan asked in a low voice, his voice did not have the slightest emotion, and a terrible murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Fan was carrying a parasitic spirit, and he turned into an emotionless posture again.

No joy and no worries, indifference and ruthlessness.

"Who am I?"

"You shit? Did you forget me so soon? The man sneered and mocked at Zhang Fan.

After saying this, he took off the mask on his face casually.

revealed his true face of Lushan.

He turned out to be that vicious Zhang Fan.

To be precise, it is Zhang Fan's second personality.

I didn't expect him to show up.

How is this possible?

"How can you still show up?" Zhang Fan's face sank and he scolded.

This vicious Zhang Fan really didn't recognize his six relatives, and his methods were extremely cruel, and he wanted to kill Su Qian last time.

"I'm you, you're me, why can't I show up?"

"I only exist in your world, and no one can see me."

"I thought I would never appear again, but I didn't expect you to perfectly control the parasitic spirit, but it fulfilled me!"

The vicious Zhang Fan had contempt in his eyes, and he looked down on Zhang Fan from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's make a move, I'll see if you can survive the current crisis with your current strength."

"If you beat these cats and dogs, they can make you retreat, you might as well die." The vicious Zhang Fan slowly raised his right hand, which was shrouded in a rich white mosaic aura.

This is actually the power of the dream demon.

Unexpectedly, this vicious Zhang Fan actually harnessed the power of the dream demon.

"You're threatening me?" As soon as Zhang Fan's mind moved, the pitch-black ghost immediately manifested and appeared in front of him.

"It's up to you to choose whether it's the king or the mount!"

"I'll see!" The vicious Zhang Fan's figure took a few steps backwards and slowly dissipated.

His words kept echoing in Zhang Fan's ears.

Zhang Fan shook his head suddenly, came back to his senses, looked at the empty surroundings, and realized that what he had just seen, heard, heard and thought was just his hallucination.

"In that case...... I have a solution......" Zhang Fan tilted his neck and made a crackling sound, so he opened the ghost box and summoned a ghost.

This ghost was given by Chu Chu before leaving.

He is...... Daifuku City Temple Gong, Wang Ye.

"Master Wang, it's up to you now......" Zhang Fan's expression was flat, without the slightest feeling of a living person.

Wang Ye is a bald old man in a simple green coat.

He had a hand behind his back and a hunched back, and he looked to be almost seventy years old.

There was a smoking pot pinned to his waist, and there was a faint smell of incense on his body.

"You are Zhang Fan?" Wang Ye turned around, looked at Zhang Fan, squinted a pair of small eyes, and asked in surprise.

"Exactly!" Zhang Fan nodded.

"I've heard Chu Chu talk about you! I promised her to protect you! ”

"The bull ghost and snake god here, I'll solve it for you." Wang Ye's face was covered with the wrinkles of the old dragon clock, and he squeezed out a kind smile, as if he was looking at his grandson, and looked at Zhang Fan seriously.

At this moment, his old eyes seemed to be about to see through all of Zhang Fan's secrets.

"Master Wang, how sure are you?" Zhang Fan pondered for a moment and asked.

Wang Ye is just an idealistic white-clothed ghost, and I don't know what level these three terrifying species are at right now.

"Don't worry, Master Wang, I will never do uncertain battles."

"Today...... Just let your grandson open his eyes......" Wang Ye slowly stood up.

At this moment, his originally rickety and curved back seemed to become magnificent and tall.

"Grandson?" Zhang Fan looked stunned and couldn't help but be stunned.

Wang Ye slowly took a step forward, and then took out three red incense sticks from his jacket and planted them on the muddy ground.

After doing this, he brought a small wooden bench out of nowhere, put it behind him, and then sat down on it.

Wang Ye pinched the trick with both hands, and there were words in his mouth.

At the same time, a huge suona sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth suddenly exploded.

The sound of suona resounded for a moment.

The terrifying old trees in the distance, as well as the war weapon Daric, and the Weeping Angel, were all attracted to attention.

In the next second, they directly locked their terrifying power onto Zhang Fan.