Chapter Ninety-Two: Ghost Fire Leads the Way, Helpless at First Sight

85_85851 Qin Fan suddenly had a familiar feeling of déjà vu, this feeling was not unfamiliar, watching the powerful ghost skeleton decay little by little and finally turn into ashes, his whole body trembled, the remnant knife was like a vampire who drank blood, and he stopped sucking contentedly, at the same time, a warm feeling surged in his body, and the whole body was warm and indescribably comfortable, this was the essence of the powerful ghost skeleton, repairing his injuries.

This terrifying scene seemed to stunned all the remaining skeletons, allowing Qin Fan to fall to the ground, stunned. This remnant knife was originally able to absorb the life force of the enemy for its own use.

Life-sucking evil soldiers?

His hands trembled violently, was his divine power and speed really just caused by those few pills? Was it really just a simple slander that he had been slandered as a white-haired demon and killed thousands of innocent people indiscriminately?

His body trembled more and more, and he looked at the remnant knife in his hand, only to see that the shape of the remnant knife on the handle seemed to be very clear, and his eyes were flashing with scarlet blood-colored light, like a beast that only chooses people to devour.

"Han Qi?" he whispered softly, as if he heard Qin Fan's call, and the scarlet light of the remnant knife flickered brighter and brighter, as if blood was slowly flowing.

With a "dang bang", the remnant knife fell to the ground, and the remnant knife with a bit of hideousness and ferocity slipped from Qin Fan's hand, fell to the ground, jumped a few times, and then quietly lay down, motionless.

Thinking of those fragmented fragments of memories in his mind, his whole body trembled, and an irrepressible thought rose in his heart, at this time, someone seemed to whisper in his mind: "That's right, what they said is right, that white-haired demon is yourself, you have countless people, even including your own mother, the entire innocent Qinjia village......"

"Ah!" he cried out in a frenzy, his face pale, and muttered to himself, "not me...... Not me...... It's not me ......."

Is it really not him? He doesn't know, and no one can answer.

The remnant knife was out of Qin Fan's grasp, and this magical remnant knife weapon lay quietly on the ground as if it had been abandoned by its master, becoming bland again, and the scarlet light had also converged a lot. In the end, it seemed to transform into a broken and broken knife.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from the distance, it was on the side of the sea of tears on the cloud bridge, and I don't know what happened. Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, stopped moving, didn't care what kind of evil soldier this was, grabbed the remnant knife and rushed towards the Tears Sea Cloud Bridge.

In mid-air, the scarlet color of the remnant knife bloomed in degree, holding it in Qin Fan's hand, illuminating his face. The face was full of perseverance but was shrouded in blood, his white hair flew around, and he held the remnant knife in his hand as if he was holding the highest scepter in the world, and a tyrannical and cold tyrannical aura emanated from his body, and he really looked like a king at this moment.

Everywhere he passed, the skeletons and ghosts all cried and howled, and they all retreated, and those who couldn't retreat could only turn into a pile of skeletons, jumping and flickering, and he soon came to the edge of the sea of tears, and the remnant knife took off his hand with a scarlet light, and his whole person fell on the remnant knife, leaving only a black faint tail light.

Qin Fan fell on the bridge, but found that those powerful ghost skeletons also pounced on them, but when they fell into the water, they seemed to grow flesh and blood in an instant, and they all turned into the previous women again, with different faces, some beautiful and some ugly, the only thing that was the same was that they were all dressed in red, and the red clothes were like blood casting, dripping and flowing endlessly.

Qin Fan had already landed on the bridge at this moment, but the strange thing was that he saw that the bridge was not very long on the shore, but he couldn't see the end at a glance when it fell, and he didn't know where it led.

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at the powerful ghosts behind him with eager and excited expressions, and then looked at the endless bridge deck, thinking that Xi Tong still didn't know whether he was alive or dead at the moment, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the other side of the bridge without looking back.

At this moment, he only felt that he was full of energy, and after careful investigation, most of his physical injuries were healed, and he was anxious, and he didn't care about anything else, just bent on finding Xitong.

I don't know what the mystery is, but below this big astonishing abyss is an endless sea, and there seems to be a short cloud bridge on the sea, and he has been running wild for most of the day with the true qi in his body and has not seen a head, and he doesn't know where he left Xi Tong in the first place? I just hope that nothing will happen to her.

Worried, so he ran faster, and finally he didn't know how long he had been running, only to notice that not far ahead, a woman covered in blood was lying on the bridge, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

He hurriedly came to Xitong's side, helped her up, and treated her pulse, but when he thought of those powerful ghosts entangled behind him, he couldn't help but look back, but at a glance, all those powerful ghosts slowly retreated, just like they appeared, hidden in the darkness, and disappeared.

Qin Fan was taken aback, but this was also a good thing that he couldn't ask for, where did he think so much, so he hurriedly turned around to take care of Xitong.

In fact, Qin Fan didn't know that what these powerful ghosts longed for was the thing on his body and his own flesh and blood. Because that thing has been deeply integrated into his body over time, and it has long been separated from flesh and blood, and has begun to transform his entire body, so these ghost creatures are so longing. But the remnant knife in Qin Fan's hand is even more ferocious, it is transformed by the Han Sword, the Han Sect has a tiger body and a human face, the tiger is the king, and because of its own characteristics, it can drive the soul, so most ghosts and Yin Spirits are quite afraid of the remnant knife.

Therefore, once Qin Fan casts a spell, it is equivalent to driving the king of the ghosts to fight, and as soon as the momentum comes out, these low-level powerful ghosts are naturally afraid of it, thinking that they are facing the fierce Han Qi.

It's not easy to walk now, and it won't work if you don't go, he hesitated for a moment, so he had to put Xitong himself on the bridge deck, and waited quietly, waiting for the woman to wake up in the endless darkness.

It was as if the eternal darkness had returned to peace.

Qin Fan squatted down, facing Xi Tong who closed her eyes tightly, and felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, how much pain she should have endured! It's all because of herself, she blames herself, she blames herself.

He sighed, guarded the woman's side, saw her pale face as paper, and didn't know that he had blamed himself thousands and hundreds of times, so he had to sit quietly, waiting for her to wake up on this wave of tears.

It was like an endless darkness that engulfed everything once more, and only a remnant knife glowed a faint red light that enveloped them.

The silence all around, the silence is terrible, this place is really like a paradise for ghosts, there is no trace of life, no birdsong and insects can be heard here, like a large amazing cemetery.

However, at this moment, Qin Fan looked up and suddenly saw that there were two black flames on both sides of the cloud bridge, which lit up without warning, this ignorant fire burned vigorously, but the strange thing was burning on the surface of the Sea of Tears, like the nameless anger of a god, Qin Fan flipped through the parchment scrolls and understood that this thing was also a kind of ghost thing, similar to ghost fire, and the cultivation world was called "ignorant fire." ”

I don't know that the fire illuminates the cloud bridge, and through the dim light of the black flame, he can't help but look to both sides, but he sees that the cloud bridge is surrounded by powerful ghosts, struggling in this sea of tears, and he can't get out.

It's just that when his eyes fell on the bridge deck, the clouds dispersed, and through the thick clouds he seemed to see a large patch of blood, and in that patch of blood, there were two vague figures standing quietly, looking at this side.

Seeing that there seemed to be someone, it was like a bolt from the blue for Qin Fan at this moment, he hurriedly stood up and looked at the fiery red, but when the clouds dispersed, the cloud bridge seemed to have come to an end, but his eyes did not fall on the two people, but looked blankly at the stone tablet not far from his feet, cold from head to foot.

"Naho Bridge!"

Three seal characters, simple and clear