Gu Yan and Huang Bujue were both curious about what Zhou Fan had encountered and why he couldn't wake up from sleep?

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

However, he concealed the long-lost reunion words that the little boy said. This dream is not simple, and it looks like a real world.

After listening to Gu Yan and Huang Bujue, they didn’t know how to evaluate Zhou Fan’s dream.

The dreams made in Qianhuan Snow Mountain are absurd and weird and dangerous.

Gu Yan and Huang Bujue could only make Zhou Fan be more careful, but how should they 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 had no choice. The dream was too strange and could not be influenced by warriors of their level. Even the legendary Taoist cultivators dared not say that there was a solution.

The three of them did not mention this heavy topic again, as long as they did not die.

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

Even if the rising sun falls on the snow-capped mountains, the temperature of the snow-capped mountains is still very low. Moreover, in the Qianhuan Snow Mountain area, it is mostly cloudy, and the rising sun is quickly covered by dense clouds.

While moving forward, Zhou Fan asked Huang Bujue whether he entered the same dream again afterwards, and whether the person in the dream still pinched his neck?

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

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

Gu Yan raised his head and took a sip of gourd wine and said, "I haven't done a single dream."

Zhou Fan smiled bitterly, it sounded that his condition was the most serious.

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

While talking, the three of them were on guard against the changes around them. After being attacked by a monster and easily removed from them, they climbed a hundred feet.

Zhou Fan turned his head and looked behind him. The six-hoofed black beast was still dragging the black iron sledge and following them.

The ghost burial coffin has no intention of leaving, which means that the danger has not been lifted yet. This off-road test was really tricky, and Zhou Fan sighed again.

After Zhou Fan and the other two climbed a hundred feet, the changing weather of Qianhuan Snow Mountain began to become worse.

The biting cold wind and raging snowflakes made Zhou Fan and the other two slowly climb up.

If they continue to be bad, they can only find a place to avoid the wind and snow.

But now they could barely see the way, so they chose to continue moving forward.

But they stopped quickly and their faces became solemn.

In front of them was a human bone, which was flawless and brand new, and should have been left by someone who had just died not long ago.

Now at this time, only those who climbed the snow-captain should be the candidates and the entourages brought by the candidates. So who will this white bone belong to?

Did Wen Xiao and the others stay?

Usually, three people form a team, so where did the other two go?

Zhou Fan and the other two didn't know that their eyes were turning and they were alert. No one rashly went forward to observe the bones. They would only do this after confirming that the danger was lifted.

In the whistling wind and snow, something suddenly became different.

"Be careful." Huang Bujue said in a deep voice. He felt that his blood was frozen. There was indeed something wrong here.

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

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

The moment the tornado was formed, Huang Bujue and Gu Yan both shouted softly, and swung and fisted.

The pure white blade and Qi Gang fist hit the bloody wind like a covered in the sky.

But the blood wind suddenly swirled, crushing the Gang Blade and Gang Fist in an instant.

Zhou Fan's figure appeared before the blood wind, and the rust knife carried the blue-black ghost energy, the black thunder arc, and the flame yang energy slashed down under the infusion of the true energy.

Dingding!

Various forces on the rust knife were blocked by the spiraling blood wind and could not slash into the blood wind at all.

Zhou Fan could only move with the flow and retreat one meter away.

The terrain here is a bit steep, and the three of them are standing obliquely, looking at the bloody wind.

"It's the white-level yin and bloody wind!" Gu Yan said in a deep voice.

They killed the White Li-level Black Flame Skull yesterday, but they didn’t expect to meet another White Li-level today!

Zhou Fan and Huang Bujue also heard that the sky is yin and blood wind is quite powerful. As long as it is still spinning, it is difficult for an attack to break through its defense.

Even the Qigang section is difficult to break through its defense.

When it hunts, it is like a gust of wind sweeping past, which can wipe out all the flesh and blood on the food without leaving any trace. The flesh and blood on the skeleton they saw may have been swallowed up by the yin and blood wind of the sky.

When Zhou Fan and the other two recalled the greatness of Tianyin Blood Wind, Tianyin Blood Wind did not stop there. It rotated again. The snowflakes in the sky scattered around it as the center, and it moved towards Huang Bujue.

"Good come." Huang Bujue snorted coldly. The folding fan in his hand was buzzing and trembling, and was infused with a terrifying amount of true energy, and it fanned out with a folding fan.

laugh!

A huge sickle-shaped white blade slashed out vertically.

The most violent collision with the Yin and Blood Wind of Heaven came, and with a bang, the sickle blade shattered inch by inch.

But the Yin and Blood Wind of Heaven also stagnated for a moment.

Zhou Fan's figure once again appeared behind Tianyin Blood Wind. The rust knife in his hand was as fast as a dazzling stream of light, splitting Tianyin Blood Wind in half.

The hollow sound ghost thunder on the rust knife, the flame sun's energy, and the green and black ghost energy scattered everywhere, tearing it up with the yin and blood wind of the sky. Countless blood sprayed out from the blood wind, dyeing the mountain rocks red.

The blood wind that split in half was still trying to close.

But how could Zhou Fan do what he wanted? The rust knife in his hand swung dozens of times again, shattering the Yin and Blood Wind into pieces.

The sky was filled with blood and wind quickly whimpered, turning into countless blood and sprinkled on the ground, completely dead.

Gu Yan and Huang Bujue relaxed their expressions. It was not difficult for them to kill the monsters of Bai Li to do this.

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

"I don't know this, otherwise I would keep my hands and take out the bottle to prepare some for Teacher Gu." Zhou Fan said in a slight moment.

"I couldn't care about so much at that time." Huang Bujue smiled and smiled.

The three of them said a few words and looked at the white bone. The white bone's identity was still unknown. Where are his two companions?

Or is he alone?

Zhou Fan and the other two approached the bones and could only identify that this was an adult man. There was nothing scattered around the bones to identify their identity.

This surprised Zhou Fan and the other two. The Yin and Blood Wind only devoured flesh and blood except bones, but they would never even devoured the clothes and other external objects.
Chapter completed!