After a while, I saw that the old man in the black robe had not yet appeared. The corners of Zhou Nan's mouth lifted, and he couldn't help but sneer, "Hmph, since you want to hide, then don't come out." ”

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his left hand, and after a low drink, a blood-colored vortex condensed.

This whirlpool was only a foot in size, bright red, and under a few urgings from Zhou Nan, it turned rapidly.

With the whistling sound of 'whirring', countless blood-colored threads poured out of it and shot out in all directions.

It's just that a few short breaths can't breathe, and under the interweaving of blood-colored silk threads, a blood-red square six-sided light curtain with a radius of a hundred feet appears in the field of vision with great impact. Such a scene instantly made Confucian Sheng and the others solemn.

"The power of the ban, photo!" Seeing this, Zhou Nan shouted, and the five fingers of his left hand fluctuated rapidly according to a strange frequency, like playing a piano. Suddenly, the blood-colored light curtain flashed, and it shrank like lightning.

The blood-colored light curtain shrinks quickly, even faster than it can be produced at a certain rate.

In the time of one breath, the blood-colored light curtain became the size of a zhang square, and stopped ten zhang away from Zhou Nan.

Seeing this, Zhou Nan's eyes lit up. When the figure reappeared, it was already in front of the blood-colored light curtain.

Inside the light curtain, several blood-colored lines hidden in the cracks of the rocks were constantly struggling, trying to break through the wall.

But it's a pity, no matter how toss the blood-colored lines, the blood-colored light curtain will not move at all. Even under Zhou Nan's thoughts, the blood-colored light curtain flashed, and it turned into a fist-sized one in a flash. He took back the sealed dragon coffin. It's sealed.

"Hmph, if you fight with all your might. I want to take you down, in my current state. It's going to take a lot of work. But it's a pity that he thinks he's smart, and he has to use this kind of evil skill that damages his vitality, but he helps me a lot. Zhou Nan smiled slightly and sneered.

The black-robed old man's way of concealment, in a certain way, has been out of the realm of people. Its effect is the opposite of the Golden Zombie Condensation Secret Technique. Once used, it will turn itself into a dead object for a certain period of time.

Use such a secret method. Unless the difference in strength is too large, under normal circumstances, it is difficult for outsiders to be discovered, and the concealment effect is incredible. But this secret technique has a flaw, after using it, in a short period of time, the vitality is greatly damaged, the body is stiff, and there is no need to recover.

The meaning of the black-robed old man. Zhou Nan understood. This old fox is very good, and when he saw that Confucius and others suddenly appeared, it was impossible for him to let him go, so he decisively used this technique. I plan to hide from the world and cross the sea first, and then I will talk about escaping my life.

But alas, he didn't guess. Zhou Nan has the treasure of sealing the dragon coffin. I didn't expect that Zhou Nan not only had a sealed dragon coffin. This treasure has also been refined into the body, which can exert the power of banning. Forcibly stripped him from the air. Only then did the horse stumble and was caught on the spot.

After solving the old man in the black robe, Zhou Nan gathered his mind, and he was careful, looking at the Confucian and others who quickly surrounded him, his face was solemn. There are a lot of people on the other side, and his cultivation is not bad, and his situation is really not good.

"This brother, I don't know what to call him?" Confucius stood ten zhang away and laughed loudly.

"Who are you?" Zhou Nan said lazily as he played with the sealed dragon coffin. Such an appearance, coupled with the methods used to kill the woman in blue and the old man in black robe, the contrast between the front and back made Confucius hesitate a little.

"Hehe, you should be the famous Zhou Nan recently. I heard that you are ranked ninth in the Hundred Tribes Competition, and just by relying on the cultivation of the peak of the barbarians, you can keep up with those geniuses. Tsk, I didn't expect you to be hunted down here. Interesting, really funny. Confucian was so old that he no longer thought of this, his eyes flashed, and he smiled evilly.

"Hmph, it seems you know a lot. But it's a pity that I don't know you because I have shallow knowledge. If you know each other, don't be a mother-in-law. Zhou Nan's face sank and he snorted coldly, but then his eyes rolled, but he shook his head and looked over with a sneer.

Hearing this, Confucian was choked, and the sinister smile froze directly on his face, which was indescribably funny. He is also the top 20 of the 100 tribes, although he is not in the top 10, but it is not like this!

For a moment, anger and jealousy overwhelmed reason, and the murderous intent couldn't stop beating.

"Hey, look at my memory. Tsk, I finally remembered it, you are the one, the genius of the Thunder Fire Tribe who was punched by Bear King Kaishan before advancing to the finals, I remember correctly, right?" Zhou Nan looked at Confucian Sheng's expression, and suddenly felt a little familiar. After a little thought, he understood who this person was, and he started a plan to attack his heart.

was already angry enough, but when he heard Zhou Nan's words, Confucius's face sank, and his heart was suddenly full of anger.

It's true that he can't beat the bear king Kaishan, but you Zhou Nan, can you beat it? Confucian Sheng roared loudly in his heart.

"Brother Zhou is really not interesting, but I have always remembered you!" said Confucian squinted.

"Hehe, say your name, I really don't know what your name is?" Zhou Nanthief smiled.

Hearing this, Confucian Sheng's face turned pale, and he immediately coughed violently. He really couldn't imagine that such a guy could be ranked ninth among the hundred tribes? And he spent so much effort, but he was ranked below others, God is really unfair.

At this moment, Confucianism's anger, jealousy, heart, and all kinds of fires were all burned. There had never been a moment when he felt so angry. Even if he was defeated by the bear king Kaishan, there was no such thing.

"Hmph, I don't know what Brother Zhou's plans are in the future, if you don't mind, can you go to my Thunder Fire Tribe as a guest or two?" In the end, he still didn't have the courage to say his name.

"I don't have any plans. The next person was used to wandering and fled here, but he was also forced to be helpless. Oh, by the way, I don't know what my brother is doing here, maybe he can help a little bit later?" Zhou Nan waved his hand and said.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just chasing and killing a wild beast. Here we are. I don't know Brother Zhou, what have you encountered?" Confucius waved the folding fan in his hand. stopped the people around him, and didn't think about hiding it.

"I see. If you really encounter something. There are still. I just don't know if it's the desolate beast you're chasing. Zhou Nan frowned, and suddenly thought of the strange disappearance of the corpse before, and his face couldn't help but be a little more solemn.

"Oh, Brother Zhou, can you say it explicitly?" Confucius was slightly surprised, and his face was a little more solemn.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhou Nan's mouth lifted, and he slowly stated. Tell yourself what you know, from start to finish. They all said it one by one. Confucianism and others listened carefully without the slightest outsight.

After half a cup of tea, after listening to Zhou Nan's words, Confucian frowned, and after only a few words, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly beckoned more than 100 people under his command and prepared for battle. Even because of nervousness. Even Zhou Nan was temporarily thrown aside.

But when he gives the order, the order is carried out. Some clever people were shocked to find that there were originally a hundred people. At this point, only two-thirds of them were left unknowingly.

Those who disappeared, I don't know what they encountered. They were all gone.

"Everyone obeys the order and shrinks the line. Hurry, hurry!" the Confucian face sank. Shouted loudly.

While he was commanding the battle, Zhou Nan rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to sneak out quietly. But before he could take a few steps, Confucian shouted, "Stop!" and made him stop abruptly, turned his head and scratched his head with a dry smile.

"Hehe, do you still want to stay here as a guest, but I'm in a hurry now, your good intentions are in my heart, let's do it next time!" Zhou Nan turned around, smiled awkwardly, and pressed his toes, ready to flash.

Sadly, no one including him has made any next move. Suddenly there were more than a dozen screams from the outside.

This time, everyone saw clearly, it was a blurry black shadow, and it took their lives like lightning.

The figure was very vague, and the shot was like lightning. Everywhere I passed, except for a slight pause when I was killing. Other times, just by external senses, everyone can't even capture this guy's figure!

Looking at this ghostly figure, Confucian Sheng's face turned pale, and in just such a short time, his subordinates lost more than twenty of them. Among these people, there are as many as five people in the barbarian Hou Cunzài, and the losses are not unheavy.

Although his heart was very painful and his face was ugly, he didn't have the slightest solution. This ghostly figure is not an entity, and all the attacks hit it, all of them missed, and they couldn't hurt it at all, and it was really difficult to get entangled.

Although I really wanted to leave, I also talked a lot of nonsense with Confucius. But Zhou Nan's eyes were very strange.

Because, from the body of this vague figure, he felt some sense of déjà vu, very dangerous, very terrifying!

Half a cup of tea, in a cave under the stone forest. A figure was quietly hiding.

It was badly wounded, and the ground was covered in blood. But at that time, there was a battle up there. Feeling the very tempting smell from humans, the figure licked its long tongue, and before it knew it, it was already drooling.

"Boom, there's something delicious again!" Finally the appetite overcame the figure's fear of danger, and it struck.

With this shot, four corpses were dragged underground. The more it devours, the bigger its appetite becomes.

Time passed, and seven or eight people were eaten in a row, and the aura on the figure's body also became stronger.

The increase in strength, the temptation of gastronomy. It is unstoppable, which makes it even more crazy and unscrupulous, and launches a large-scale hunting. At this time, Confucius and others came, and they became the primary hunting target of the figure.

A quarter of an hour later, of the hundred or so people brought by Confucianism, only about thirty remained, all of whom were barbarian marquis.

Although most of the dead were barbarians, Confucian's face was gloomy and almost dripping, but there was nothing to be done.

Even after half a cup of tea, Confucian had already sprouted a little retreat in his heart.

He was afraid, he was afraid that if he continued, in the face of the ghostly figure, would he be able to leave safely?

He really doesn't want to die! Under the persecution of death, nothing matters anymore (to be continued......