Continuing to move forward, the distance between trees began to decrease, the previous distance of a tree every fifty meters became an interval of more than twenty meters of a tree, most of the roots that spread in the ground have exposed the soil, the roots and roots of the tree are intertwined with each other, and it is impossible to distinguish which one belongs to which tree, due to the lush branches and leaves of the giant tree, it is not enough for them to expand horizontally, the branches and leaves are squeezed, and all of them are desperately growing upward, and Han Fan can only "see" the end of his divine sense.

After coming here, the figure of the strange flowers and plants was gone, Han Fan Shen continued to move forward step by step, the strange thing was that Han Fan could clearly detect the strong wood attribute aura contained in these giant trees, when Han Fan walked out of a distance, it could no longer detect the breath of those giant trees that passed before.

Although it was already far apart, Han Fan's cultivation Jun Yujue was extremely sensitive to the wood attribute, and such a strong aura could be easily detected by himself even if it was a kilometer away.

With this doubt, Han Fan couldn't help but think of a few things that were wrong before, he always felt that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for the time being, Han Fan left the doubt in his heart and continued to move forward.

About an hour, a giant tree appeared in front of him, the thickness of the giant tree was about 100 people, and the giant tree did not grow without trees within a radius of 200 meters.

The trunk of the giant tree is translucent cyan, and the naked eye can detect that there is a strong cyan energy circulating between the trunks, looking up, each branch and leaf exudes a cyan shimmer, even in the daytime, it is particularly conspicuous, and the branches and leaves of the upper layer of the giant tree extend into the clouds, and I don't know where the end is.

This reminded Han Fan of a fairy tale that you could climb to another world by following a tree, and after Han Fan tried it, he didn't find anything wrong.

So he began to approach the giant tree, after all, the previous purple strange stone had already made him guarded, and he didn't want to be teleported to somewhere again inexplicably.

After Han Fan spent five minutes circling the giant tree, he didn't see anything unusual, and tried to reach out and touch the branches of the tree, but he still didn't find anything.

After some research, Han Fan was a little discouraged, such a magical giant tree was touched by it, but what about the chance?

Han Fan didn't believe in evil, and began to climb the tree, holding the uneven bulge of the trunk and starting to go up.

It was about half an hour, and when he reached the place where the branches and leaves were, the climb began to become easier, and Han Fan began to jump back and forth between the branches, continuing upward.

Han Fan glanced at the scenery halfway, looking down on this forest from above was a completely different scene, and after a few more glances, he continued to go up.

When he came to the clouds, his vision was limited, but the clouds could be seen clearly, and Han Fen found that the clouds were light purple, which was the same as the general appearance he saw on the purple grassland that day, Han Fen couldn't figure out the key, so he continued to climb.

I don't know how long later, when Han Fan passed through the thick clouds, the branches also came to an end, and Han Fan found that land appeared on the right hand side, and it cracked just one meter away from Han Fan, so Han Fan's previous position was equivalent to the bottom of the cliff.

Han Fan was a little uncertain, if he went up, what he would encounter after he went up, and whether he could find it back was also a question.

He started going down again.

After a long time, when Han Fan returned to the tree, he began to study the tree by any means, chopping it with cold mangs, infiltrating it with the power of words, it was useless, the skin of the trunk was extremely hard, and Han Fan couldn't break the skin of the giant tree with all his might.

He thought for a moment, climbed up to the place where the branch was, picked a branch with a thinner end, and chopped it with all his might.

The hard work paid off, and finally, the branch broke in response, and something magical happened, the broken branch turned out to be hollow, and there was a thick fog of cyan energy flowing out of it.

After this mist-like energy came out, he could clearly sense the fluctuations of the pure and rich wood attribute aura, and he remembered the statement of the essence aura that he had inadvertently seen in the scriptures.

At this time, he didn't notice at all that except for this giant tree that reached the sky, all the giant trees instantly disappeared with a rich wood attribute aura, turning into trees, and on the periphery of the forest where Han Fan had just entered, the trees, flowers, and beasts began to gradually dissipate.

Han Fan tried to absorb these rich wood-attribute aura, but found that it had no effect, the wood-attribute mist slowly drifted into the air, and the broken place was healing and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Han Fan went to look for the broken branch again, he found that the branch had also disappeared.

Han Fan didn't give up and plucked another leaf of the Tongtian Giant Tree, and the leaf that emitted a cyan shimmer dissipated after leaving the mother's body, and then turned into pieces and drifted away in the wind.

At this time, Han Fan finally stopped holding out any hope and climbed the giant tree again.

There was no chance that he hoped for, there was no immortal relic, and there was no magic that could not be used by the world, and there was no artifact that could not be used by the ox, so Han Fan decided to go to the land to take a look.

After reaching the top, Han Fan lightly jumped onto the land, and when he left, he unexpectedly turned around and fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to pick a green leaf, the light was still dim and then dissipated with the wind, but I don't know if it was Han Fan's illusion, this time it seemed to dissipate a little slower than the last time.

Han Fan originally wanted to take advantage of the giant tree's inattention to pick a leaf, but it seemed that this method would not work.

Giving up the giant tree, Han Fan began to move on, and soon, something happened that made him grin to his earlobe:

After walking for about two miles, Han Fan found that he had returned to the bottom of the mountain, not far away was the village, behind the village was the mountain, and behind the mountain was the place where he entered the forest, Han Fan looked back at the place where he had come, how did this connect?

After entering the village, it was still the same, the red-haired man was still training the children in the village, and after seeing Han Fan, the red-haired man looked at it and asked:

"You've gone to the Teal Forest?"

"Do you mean the green forest behind the mountain?" asked Han Fan rhetorically.

"Yes. The red-haired man replied.

"Yes, but why is it called the Cyan Forest?"

"Because it's cyan. ”

"Didn't you say it was supposed to be that color?"

"Huh, you're questioning me?"

A series of strange things finally broke out at this moment.

"Yes, I'm just questioning you. Han Fanlang spoke.

He had already sensed that something was wrong, and combined with all the doubts before, Han Fan had a bold idea in his heart.

"If my guess is correct, this is a fantasy. Han Fan spoke.

As soon as these words fell, the scene in front of him suddenly began to change, the village and the red-haired man disappeared in the distortion, along with all the scenes in Han Fan's sight, began to distort and transform, the sky turned blood-red, and people in black robes with blood-red eyes began to appear in front of him.

With the appearance of these people, a strange laughter suddenly sounded, followed by low crying, and some cursing one after another, Han Fan's forehead was sweating, and his calves were a little trembling.

The things he feared most in his previous life were these ghosts, and watching a horror movie would keep him awake for the next week.

Now that I'm there, the fear has doubled.

The soil in front of him began to loosen, and a miserable white hand broke through the soil, followed by another, two hands supported both sides, and a female ghost with a cloak slowly crawled out, Han Fan couldn't see her face clearly, only faintly saw the eyes full of resentment and despair between the gaps in her hair.

Han Fan was shocked to find that he couldn't move at all, his body was stiff, his eyes were wet with cold sweat and he couldn't reach out to wipe them, those Dao Intent, Quartet Sword Technique, and Nine Elements World that he was proud of were all useless.

The female ghost shook off the dirt on her body and limped closer to Han Fan, letting out a strange roar in her throat.

Han Fan could clearly see that there was still mud stuck in the gap between the girl's slender nails, the white robe that was as long as her calf was stained with blood that had not yet dried, and there was still blood left in the calf.

His body seemed to be short-circuited, and his nails were only less than ten centimeters away from him, and Han Fan kept shouting loudly in his heart:

"Why don't you move! Waste, drop the chain at the critical moment! You move me!"

It seemed to be an outbreak between life and death crises, and the rich murderous aura emanating from Han Fan's body actually returned to his body.

"Ahh

The female ghost and the black-robed people behind her dissipated like bubbles, and the world in front of them began to gradually become transparent......

The familiar purple color appeared in Han Fan's sight, Han Fan closed his eyes to calm his state, opened his eyes, and found himself standing in the purple grassland, with a half-human-high stone tablet erected in front of him.

The sweat on his body wet his clothes, and Han Fan's whole person seemed to be in the water.

Han Fan kept taking deep breaths and lying heavily on the grass, it was already night, the sky was full of stars, and it seemed that when he entered the illusion, the time outside was also passing.

Sitting up, Han Fan began to observe the stele, which was also purple, but it was darker than the purple weeds, and it was more textured.

The stone tablet is engraved with the words of the four directions, and the word purple fantasy is written on the top.