I'm not me?

"What are you talking nonsense?" Yang Xinmeng couldn't understand. Its shadow stood upright and pounced towards Zhou Fan, swallowing Zhou Fan's body in two mouthfuls.

A ball of white light rose from Zhou Fan's remaining body, turning into Zhou Fan's appearance and watching the scene quietly.

The monster could not see the existence of the white light.

Zhou Fan didn't find it strange, because whether it was hidden in the forest or ghosts, they were all illusory, and all this came from the memory of the Seventh Qi Ghost.

Of course, if he could not suddenly wake up, his soul would collapse due to the memory fear of the Seventh Qi Ghost.

That is, if he thinks he is dead, then he may really die.

This is the purpose of the Seventh Qi Ghost, and this is the memory before the Seventh Qi Ghost died.

As long as Zhou Fan wants, he can leave at any time, but he does not leave just now. He wants to see the end.

After the monster ate Zhou Fan, it beat him up and walked towards the burnt wood in the open space.

That weird charred wood is the core of the hidden forest.

The monster slowly advanced in a strange and twisted posture, walked to Jiao Mu, and it knelt down, and its shadow began to tremble, and it dispersed into nine, and nine black shadows gradually turned blue-black.

The blue-black shadows stood upright from the ground, and they stood stiffly and dullly.

The dense blood-colored branches of the charred trees were shaking, and something was clearly visible on the branches. There were countless blue-black shadows hanging on them. Some branches only had a shadow, while others had dozens of them.

The moment the blue-black shadow appeared, a shrill howling sound came from the branches.

Nine blue and black shadows on the ground slowly rose, and like their predecessors, they were hung on the branches.

Zhou Fan was silent. He understood that the nine blue and black shadows should be the nine dead children. If so, every blue and black shadow on the tree is condensed by a life.

The strange man who called Jiao Mu his mother left, but the memory of the Qi Gui was not over yet.

The sun rises and the sun sets, and the stars change, and Zhou Fan can't tell how many years have passed in this memory.

One day, a man in black and disheveled hair walked into the hide-and-see forest, and he stepped into the open space where Jiao Mu was located.

The burnt wood trembled, and the originally hidden blue-black shadows appeared again, with countless indescribable monsters running out of the pine forest.

Everything was like the earth shaking. In this strange tide that looked like a tsunami, even if Zhou Fan knew it was fake, he couldn't help but look fear on his face.

The man stood still with a calm expression. He gently tapped out with his right finger. Huge ribs appeared between the heaven and earth, forming a huge rib giant.

The belly of the rib giant put all the monsters in the hidden forest. The monsters' bodies suddenly collapsed, and countless plasma formed colorful open spaces.

The main trunk of the charred wood cracked, and a black vine that was only three feet tall flew out. The black vine whipped on the ribs, and the ribs broke inch by inch.

The man's face was indifferent, his ribs were constantly reorganized, and the rib giant raised the bone knife in his hand and started a fierce battle with the black vine.

This battle made Zhou Fanren's soul shake. The fight between Hei Teng and the man in black far exceeded his realm. He could not understand the means of both.

The entire hide-and-seeking forest was finally destroyed, and the red leaves on the black vine began to wither. Finally, it flew away from the scorched wood in a sick way.

The giant ribs disappeared, and the man in black stood in front of Jiao Mu. He whispered a few vague words, and a small clock was added to his hand.

All the blue and black shadows hanging on the scorched wood fell and flew into the small clock.

The man in black did not destroy Jiao Mu. He put away the little clock and looked at Zhou Fan's floating position Ruyouruuwa.

This glance seemed to see through Zhou Fan, which made Zhou Fan shudder.

However, this is obviously the memory of an angry ghost. No matter how powerful this man in black is, he is just a person in memory. It is impossible to discover his existence.

The man in black retracted his gaze and walked out of the hidden forest.

The memory of the qi ghost ended here. Zhou Fan closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he woke up. He just pinched the magic seal with his hands, and the red and black runes fell on the qi ghost who was a little dull in the 7th Qi field.

The Seventh Qi Ghost was completely subdued, and Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief. He did not expect that the backlash of the Seventh Qi Ghost was to instill its memory of death into himself, thus trying to make himself die in its memory.

But Zhou Fan had already experienced this dream at first glance from his dream three times and had long been used to this kind of nightmare. The Seventh Ghost wanted to harm him in this way, but he was thinking about it.

Zhou Fan recovered, and Xiao Kun and the brother who had been in a state of tension all relaxed.

Zhou Fan smiled and comforted them a few words, and he began to ponder again.

He was still thinking about the memory of the angry ghost before his death. If he had guessed correctly, the blue-black shadow might have been taken away by the man in black with disheveled hair and made into the Red Ghost Pill.

The man in black must be a master of ghosts and may have a great relationship with the "Red and Nine Ghosts Sutra".

The man in black had a realm far beyond Zhou Fan's imagination. He was silent for a moment and shook his head, not continuing to think about it.

I don’t know what era this memory is, maybe the man in black has already died or has been transformed.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed. Apart from being busy with work, Zhou Fan spent the rest of his time in his practice. After breaking through the bottleneck and condensing the seventh qi field, the eighth qi field and the ninth qi field did not encounter most obstacles and successfully condensed.

He has cultivated the "Red and Divine Nine Ghost Sutra" to the level of Jiutian and Jiuguan, and his physical strength has reached its limit.

If the Mushroom Ancestor wants to kill Zhou Fan again, Zhou Fan can deal with the Jiutian Jiuguan true energy and the nine qi ghosts, and even escape from the Mushroom Ancestor's treacherous domain.

However, it is still not safe enough. Only by entering the marrow-cleaning section can he have the confidence to ensure his safety.

After all, the Mushroom Ancestor is a peak monster at the Blood Severe level, not an ordinary Blood Severe level.

It’s just that the marrow washing section is still missing... Zhou Fan is still missing a lot of gray insects.

Zhou Fan sighed deeply about this. The marrow-cleaning section is different from other realms. There is no marrow-cleaning spirit, only a matter of being able to do anything.

This rank is too dependent on external objects.

Otherwise, if he changed to other levels, with his rare talent in the world, even without gray insects and fishing rods, he could quickly cross the past.

Only this marrow-cleaning section...the talent plays a very little role.

Zhou Fan shook his head, not expecting that his outstanding talent would one day be useless.

Only by finding ways to kill some monsters and collecting grey worms, if you drag on this, you will not know when you can complete the marrow cleaning.

However, after the mushroom demon incident in Tianliang City that night, the monsters in the city fled if they could, and most of them were killed if they could not escape.

Now all industries in the city are waiting to be developed, and monsters rarely come out to cause trouble. Zhou Fan hasn't killed a monster for several days, which makes his hands a little itchy.
Chapter completed!