Gu Yan and Huang Bujue were very curious about what happened to Zhou Fan, why did he not wake up from his sleep?

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment, and then told him about returning to the bright red world again.

However, he concealed the long-lost words of reunion that the little boy said, this dream is not simple, it seems to be a real world.

After Gu Yan and Huang Bujue listened to it, they didn't know how to evaluate Zhou Fan's dream.

The dreams made in the Thousand Fantasy Snow Mountains are absurd, weird and dangerous.

Gu Yan and Huang Bujue could only let Zhou Fan be careful, but how to be careful in their dreams?

When Zhou Fan entered the bright red snow, he didn't even realize that it was a dream.

Gu Yan and the others also had no choice, the dream realm was too weird, it was not something that a martial artist of their level could influence, even the legendary Dao realm cultivator did not dare to say that there was a way.

The three of them didn't bring up this heavy topic again, as long as they didn't die.

The three of them simply ate some dry food and began to climb up against the rising sun.

Even if the morning sun falls on the snowy mountain, the temperature of the snow-capped mountain is still very low, and in the area of the Thousand Illusion Snow Mountain, most of the time it is overcast, and the morning sun is quickly covered by dense clouds.

In the process of advancing, Zhou Fan asked Huang Bujue again if he had entered the same dream again, and whether the person in the dream still pinched his neck?

"No, I didn't dream again until the vigil. Huang Bujue shook his head and said.

"Did Master Gu have nightmares?" Zhou Fan looked at Gu Yan again and asked.

Gu Yan raised his head and took a sip of gourd wine and said, "I didn't have a dream. ”

Zhou Fan smiled bitterly, it sounded like his situation was the most serious.

For some reason, Zhou Fan always had a hunch that he would enter that nightmare again tonight.

As the three of them spoke, they watched for changes around them, and after being attacked by a strange monster and easily cleaned it up, they climbed a hundred feet.

Zhou Fan turned his head to look behind him, and the six-hoofed black beast was still dragging the black iron climbing plow behind them.

The ghost burial coffin still has no intention of leaving, indicating that the danger has not been lifted, and this cross-country test is really tricky, Zhou Fan sighed again.

After Zhou Fan and the three of them climbed a hundred zhang, the changeable weather of the Thousand Illusion Snow Mountain began to become bad.

The biting cold wind and raging snowflakes made Zhou Fan's three people's steps to climb up slow.

If it continues, they will have to find a place to escape from the snowstorm.

But now they could barely see the way, so they chose to move on.

But they soon stopped, and their faces became solemn.

In front of them was the white bones of a man, flawless and new, presumably left behind by someone who had just died.

Now at this time, the only people who climb the snow mountain should be the candidates and the servants brought by the candidates, so who will this white bone be?

Did Wen Xiao stay with them?

It's usually a team of three, so where do the other two go?

Zhou Fan and the three of them didn't know, their eyes rolled, and they raised their vigilance, no one rushed forward to observe the white bones, and they would only do so after confirming that the danger was removed.

In the whirring wind and snow, suddenly something is different.

"Be careful. Huang Bujue said in a deep voice, he felt as if his blood was coagulated, and something was really wrong here.

Blood began to congage in the wind and snow to the left of the bones, dyeing the wind and snow red and spiraling into a bloody wind.

It looks like a tornado that is as tall as a person.

The moment this tornado first formed, Huang Bujue and Gu Yan both let out a low shout, and slammed their fists.

The pure white Gang blade and Qi Gang fist overwhelmingly attacked towards the blood wind.

It's just that the blood wind suddenly swirled, and it crushed the Gang Blade and Gang Fist in an instant.

Zhou Fan's figure appeared in front of the blood wind, and the rusty knife slashed down with the blue and black ghost qi, the jet black thunder arc, and the hot yang qi under the infusion of true qi.

Ding!

The various forces on the rusty knife were resisted by the swirling blood wind, and it was impossible to slash into the blood wind at all.

Zhou Fan could only take advantage of the trend and withdraw from a zhang away.

The terrain here was a bit steep, and the three of them were all standing diagonally, looking at the bloody wind.

"It's a Bai'er-level Heavenly Yin Blood Wind!" Gu Yan said in a deep voice.

Yesterday, they only killed the white flame skull, but they didn't expect to encounter another white flame skull today!

Zhou Fan and Huang Bujue also heard about the Heavenly Yin Blood Wind, this kind of strange thing is quite powerful, as long as it is still spinning, it is difficult to have an attack to break through its defenses.

Even the Qi Gang Segment would have a hard time breaking through its defenses.

When it hunted, it was like a gust of wind sweeping by, and it could scrape all the flesh and blood on the food body clean, leaving no trace behind, and the flesh and blood on the skeleton they saw was probably swallowed by the Heavenly Yin Blood Wind.

When Zhou Fan and the three of them were thinking about the strength of the Tianyin Blood Wind, the Tianyin Blood Wind did not stop there, it spun again, and the snowflakes in the sky spread out around it, and it swirled towards Huang Bujue.

"Well done. Huang Bujue snorted coldly, the folding fan in his hand was buzzing and trembling, and it was infused with a terrifying amount of true qi, and a folding fan was fanned out.

Laugh at!

A huge scythe-shaped white blade slashed out.

There was a most violent collision with the Tianyin blood wind, and with a bang, the blade of the sickle shattered inch by inch.

But the sky was cloudy and the blood wind also stopped for a moment.

Zhou Fan's figure resurfaced behind the Tianyin Blood Wind, and the rusty knife in his hand was as fast as a brilliant streamer, splitting the Tianyin Blood Wind in half.

The empty sound ghost thunder, the scorching sun qi, and the blue and black ghost qi above the rusty knife spread out in all directions, tearing apart with the heavenly yin blood wind, and countless blood sprayed out from the blood wind, staining the mountain rock red.

The Bloodwind, which had split in half, was still trying to close.

But how could Zhou Fan do as he wished, the rusty knife in his hand slashed dozens of knives again, splitting the Tianyin blood wind to pieces.

The Heavenly Yin Blood Wind soon whined, turning into countless blood and water sprinkled on the ground, completely dying.

Gu Yan and Huang Bujue's expressions relaxed, the two of them plus Zhou Fan, it was not difficult to kill the white-level monsters.

The three of them approached again, and Gu Yan said helplessly: "The blood of Tianyin Blood Wind is a rare material for brewing spirit wine, but now it is all sprinkled on the ground, what a pity." ”

"I don't know about this, otherwise I'll save my hand and take out the bottle and fill some for Teacher Gu. Zhou Fan was slightly stunned and said.

"I couldn't care about that much back then. Huang Bujue shook the folding fan lightly and smiled.

The three of them said a few words, and then looked at the white bone, the identity of the white bone was still unknown, what about his two companions?

Or was he on his own?

Zhou Fan and the three of them approached the white bone to observe, and they could only identify that this was an adult man, and there was nothing scattered around the white bone to identify.

This made Zhou Fan and the three of them a little surprised, Tianyin Blood Wind only devoured flesh and blood and other things except bones, but it would definitely not swallow even foreign objects such as clothes.