At this time, Han Fan had already run for an unknown amount of time, until he was exhausted from running, hid in a ravine, and rested after observing that there was no danger around.

"I'm afraid that bear has reached the realm of the Nine Realms of the Spirit Sea. As soon as he thought of the two-horned demon bear chasing after him, he wanted to roast it now, obviously with a mighty name, but he preferred to call it a bear.

"It should still be in the territory of the Northwest Continent now, and it seems that we have to find a way to get to the Central Emperor Realm as soon as possible. ”

Han Fan looked up and saw that the sky was gradually darkening, I am afraid that he had run for dozens of miles today, the scene here was quite different from before, there were not so many spirit beasts infested, and occasionally one or two hares appeared, and they were caught and beaten for tooth sacrifice.

Sit down, feeling the few strange things in the spiritual sea, they haven't moved until now, and Ren Hanfan didn't move at all no matter how he shouted, as if he was silent.

In the night, there is a mysterious atmosphere here, and there seems to be no sound around, not even mosquitoes.

Fortunately, now Han Fan's eyesight can also see clearly at night, otherwise the black light is really panicking, and there is always a feeling around that makes Han Fan a little panicked.

So he got up and looked around, walking slowly in the jungle, the temperature felt lower, and gradually Han Fan's physique couldn't bear such a low temperature, and a thick frost had formed on the ground.

"Something is wrong, what kind of place is this?" Han Fan kept rubbing his body, and now he was probably about twenty degrees below zero, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Took out a thick piece of clothing and put it on, the temperature seemed to be immersed in the bones, because the temperature was too low, Han Fan seemed to have hallucinations, walking, and suddenly a door appeared in front of him, this door was very short, there were two people standing in front of the door, their feet did not seem to be suspended in the air, and their eyes revealed a sinister smile, waving to him non-stop.

"Han Fan, come here~Go home~" There were two small red spots on the man's cheeks, and his whole body was snow-white, and there was no blood at all.

Han Fan's eyes seemed to be a little hollow at this time, and he kept walking there, wanting to hold the person's hand, but at the moment when he walked forward, the divine object that was originally silent in the spiritual sea suddenly had a sense of induction, which shocked Han Fan's mind.

"When~"

In an instant, he came to his senses, and when he looked at the door in front of him, there was no one and no one in front of him, and in front of him was a cliff ten thousand feet high, and half of his feet were already in the air.

This frightened Han Fan instantly withdrew his feet and sat on the edge of the cliff.

"Whew"

His little heart kept beating, he glanced at the abyss under his feet, and patted his chest with both hands.

"What just happened, how did I get here. ”

As soon as I think of what I just had, I feel that this place is extremely crazy, a little weak-hearted, and my whole body is cold, although it is not as cold as before, but my heart is even colder than my body.

"Hurry up and get out of this place. Han Fan felt that this place was a little terrifying, extremely gloomy, and it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"What a place, so weird and eerie. The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt, and the chill felt down his spine that could affect him unconsciously.

So he went back the way he came, where it was better than this, and ran wildly, when suddenly, a foot seemed to step on something.

"Click"

That feeling was a bit familiar, but Han Fan refused to believe it in his heart now, and raised his head tenaciously, opened one eye, and looked down.

At this look, he jumped up with a rub, looked back, and suddenly felt a tingling on his scalp and quickly retreated.

Just in front of him, a cold corpse lay there quietly, with old skin wrapped in bones, like dry firewood, it turned out to be a dried corpse, and there was this broken place in the calf, which was the place where he stepped on it just now.

"Uncle, don't mess with me, I'm panicking!" Han Fan's whole hair exploded, the corpse of the animal was not so terrifying, this person was really a little crazy, his whole body exploded, and then he looked around, there were many dried corpses in the distance.

The moonlight gradually shone through the dark clouds on the ground, and there were many broken tiles around it, and some dilapidated houses looked like ruins.

It's gloomy, it's cold, it's hairy, and I don't know what to expect.

Suddenly, something leaned on Han Fan's shoulder, which made him stiffen in fright, and he didn't dare to look to the side, and suddenly that feeling disappeared again.

"Brush"

In the moment when the sensation disappeared, as if something was approaching quickly, he forced his foot to move, moved quickly, and hid aside.

One after another green light flashed, carrying an inexplicable mist, like a ghost, and stopped near the ruins not far away, like ghost soldiers patrolling the world at night.

"No offense, can Uncle let me go?" Han Fan wanted to run now, although he was a little cowardly, but he didn't know where to run, if that bunch of ghost things attacked him, maybe he would train that group of ghost things.

Han Fan was so nervous that he took out the weapon he had looted before, and the blade of the knife became even greener under the reflection of the green light.

That ghost-like thing suddenly covered the entire ruins, and also covered Han Fan, the black fog was gloomy, and Han Fan couldn't see his five fingers.

"Am I scared?" Han Fan gave himself courage, his luck was ridiculous, and suddenly the blade of the knife flashed with golden light, and his eyes were extraordinarily in the black mist, and the black mist seemed to be stimulated.

There was a terrible ghost scream, the sound was like coming from the Nine Hells, anyone who heard it would probably be frightened away, and suddenly turned into a figure in the black mist, and instantly swept over Han Fan's body.

At the same time as passing through Han Fan's body, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and his body slowly fell to the ground, "It's over, Zhong Kui really saw you this time." With that, he fainted.

Then this piece of smoke dissipated, this piece of ruins, and dead bodies also dissipated this space, as if it had never been, but there was one more thing in Han Fan's hand.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone on Han Fan's face, and this warmth seemed to make Han Fan come alive in an instant.

"Hold the groove, come, who's afraid of whom, it's a big deal that he will be a good man again in eighteen years!" he sat up violently, shouting from his mouth.

When he calmed down, everything around him had disappeared, leaving only Han Fan, who was stunned, sitting on the ground, scared into a cold sweat, reaching out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and suddenly feeling that there was something more in his hand.

An inexplicable black stone appeared in his hand, and extremely terrifying black smoke was constantly surrounding it, but it did not cause any harm to Han Fan's body.

As soon as he remembered the events of last night, he was so frightened that he threw out the inexplicable black stone in his hand and smashed it on the tree in front of him, and the tree seemed to be sucked out of life after a while, and the original green leaves became charred yellow, and the whole tree lost its life in a short time.

Looking at the changes in the tree in front of him, Han Fan opened his mouth wide, "This is a good thing?"