The blue-black ghost energy turned into by the qi ghost, the deep red flame yang energy, and the black air-sound ghost thunder spewed out around the half-rust blade.

Three thousand-legged flying insects were completely stopped by the rust knife. They made a sensational whistle, surrounding Zhou Fan, and fighting with the sword light.

The rust knife was swung into a round of sword lights, which not only resisted the attacks of three thousand-legged flying insects on Zhou Fan, but also tried to crush the hard body of the thousand-legged flying insects.

Gu Yan and Huang Bujue were still trying to solve this extremely dangerous petrification state. They also looked at the three replicas who had broken the sky spirit covers next to the wooden house from time to time.

The replicator was in a state of lifelessness after the Thousand-Level Flying Worm broke out and did not move, which made Gu Yan and Huang Bujue breathe a sigh of relief for no reason. If the three replicators had to do something more, their situation would be even more difficult.

Zhou Fan's rust knife danced faster and faster, rolling into a mass of three-color sword lights, falling on the three thousand-legged flying insects, making a tingling sound.

In just a blink of an eye, the thousand-legged flying insects were hit by many knifes. Their bodies were finally unable to support them and they shattered into countless silver shattered bodies, scattered on the ground.

Zhou Fan's figure suddenly retreated to Gu Yan and Huang Bujue, and he looked at the three thousand-legged flying insects that were broken by him.

The insect bodies scattered on the ground soon melted into a silver liquid, melting with the snow.

Huang Bujue and Gu Yan were both shocked. They found that their legs could move and the true energy in their bodies recovered, which made them look happy.

Zhou Fan also discovered that Huang Bujue and the others returned to normal, which means that the three thousand-legged flying insects were likely to die.

At this time, the three replicants in front of the wooden house changed again, and they turned into three silver balls of light.

Zhou Fan and the other two all changed their faces slightly, and they did not advance but retreated several feet.

The wooden door opened again, and the silver light transformed by the three replicants flew into the wooden door.

"It wants to escape!" Zhou Fan quickly judged.

The three of them looked slightly dark, and they immediately ran forward, trying to kill this strange dangerous monster.

While they were running forward, the wooden door had not been completely closed, and they vaguely saw the dim silver environment inside the house.

There were no tables and chairs, nor any monsters. They saw a silver tomb.

The light emanates from the silver tomb.

With a creak, the wooden door quickly closed, and the wooden house twisted in front of their eyes in the blink of an eye.

Huang Bujue shouted coldly, waved the fan in his hand, and turned into countless pure white blades and rolled towards the wooden house.

Gu Yan let out a low hum and punched out, and the flame-like fist energy left the fist, turning from small to large as a human head.

But a silver light curtain popped up inside the wooden house.

The fist and the blade hit the light curtain, exploding into pieces.

But the wooden houses had already disappeared before their eyes.

Zhou Fan and the other two could only stop and observe the surroundings. After a while, they finally confirmed that the monster had indeed left.

The darkness was restored to the surroundings, but they carried the luminous beads on their bodies, dispelling the darkness around them.

"What kind of weird is this?" Gu Yan still had a faint sense of fear on his face.

It is too weird to be able to ignore the talismans and instruments on their bodies, and unconsciously petrify the two legs of the Qi Gang warriors, or even petrify the true qi in their bodies.

If Zhou Fan hadn't suddenly broken free from the petrochemical ban, they might have been in danger tonight.

Of course, Huang Bujue and Gu Yan had no intention of asking how Zhou Fan broke free. Every warrior has his own secret and cannot be revealed to others, otherwise it would be easy for others to find out their weaknesses.

If it were not necessary, no one would ask the warriors about their secrets. This is a taboo thing.

"And that tomb..." The tomb that I saw in a hurry in the wooden house gave Gu Yan a feeling of terror.

"That tomb should be the original body of that weird thing." Huang Bujue smiled bitterly and said, "I have never seen such a weird thing before. After I go back, I must let the talisman master or treacherous officer in the Si Mansion investigate it."

"If it is a new monster, it would not be an exaggeration to use these strange means that can damage the Qi Gang section."

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. The scene just now was indeed dangerous. If it weren't for the critical moment, he would have called the dragon god blood in his body to sense the erosion of the hidden power, and with the help of the dragon god blood, the flame yang energy, the Kongyin ghost thunder and other forces, he would eliminate the power that had eroded in unconsciously. The result was unimaginable.

The three of them discussed a few more times before returning to their original stronghold.

No matter how dangerous it is, after all, it has passed. After returning to the stronghold, the three of them can only temporarily let go of this matter.

It was already midnight at this time, and Gu Yan shook his head with a wry smile: "Zhou Fan, go to bed, I can't sleep tonight."

Zhou Fan did not refuse, but nodded. He jumped into the snow pit dug by Gu Yan. Before going to bed, he took another look at the direction of the ghost burial coffin.

I found that the ghost burial coffin was still parked at the original place, one big, two small and three gray shadows were looking at this side.

Zhou Fan's eyes twitched. He suddenly thought of the old snow corpse and the monster wooden house that appeared. Could it be that it was caused by the misfortune of the lifeless person?

He didn't think about it anymore, but lay in the cold snow pit and closed his eyes.

Compared to the ice and snow of the outside world, the wooden boats parked on the Ash River seem to be unchanged forever.

All the fogs reflected into the field of vision are wisps of gray fog.

As soon as Zhou Fan, who was standing on the boat appeared, Eifu looked at him.

"Is there anything wrong?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

"I have already collected enough of the eight thousand big gray insects you want." Eifu said coldly.

Zhou Fan nodded slightly, and he looked at the tall Zhao Yazhu again. Zhao Yazhu was sitting at the square table, with her face calming with chopsticks.

There was a white jade plate on the table, with red meat slices as thin as cicada wings.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Yazhu didn't look at Zhou Fan. She picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. Without chewing, she swallowed her face and then put it down. Then she held the table with one hand and made a nauseating dry retardation sound.

It's really a pervert. Although I have anorexia, but I have practiced to the point where I can't eat or drink for a long time, I still have to abuse myself like this... Zhou Fan complained in his heart, but said, "Miss Zhao, please retrieve two glass balls."

After Zhao Yazhu finished retching and vomiting nothing, she calmly waved her fat hand. As the gray fog rolled, two glass balls appeared.

Zhou Fan looked at the glazed ball of Eke Fu. Last time he fished, he borrowed the grey worms on the glazed ball of Eke Fu, but later he got five thousand big grey worms from Zhao Yazhu. For the sake of calculation, he returned the more than 4,000 big grey worms used for fishing to Eke Fu.
Chapter completed!