"What are you looking at? Are you going to fight alone?"

Zhou Fan's arrogant provocation was not small, and it echoed in the wasteland. At least the ghost burial coffin not far away could be heard.

But the Ghost Burial Coffin did not respond to Zhou Fan's provocation.

"If you don't have the courage to come here, then stay there." Zhou Fan sneered disdainfully, but he was extremely alert in his heart. From this we can see that this ghost burial coffin is probably not Zhiwu, otherwise he would not have reacted to his words at all.

Zhou Fan looked at the dim sunset in the sky, and he weighed it for a moment, but he still did not break the stalemate.

Because Li Jiuyue and the others had just left for a while, and the convoy could not have gone too far, they had to stop and prepare for the night.

If you take action now, Li Jiuyue and the others may be involved.

Besides, if he takes action at this time, once he can't beat him, he will have to run for his life. It will be dark and running around in the wilderness is a very dangerous thing for him now.

It's best to last until dawn.

As soon as the daylight dawns, a whole daytime can help him do more things that are beneficial to him.

The premise of all this is that the ghost burial coffin does not break the stalemate.

Zhou Fan thought, as he thought before, the Ghost Burial Coffin would not take action now, and it would be very likely that he would not take action that night.

Of course, he also needs to consider the terrible situation of the ghost burial coffin that will attack him after the night comes...

He calmly thought about how to deal with this bad situation, and then he looked at the ghost burial coffin. The most attractive thing to him was undoubtedly the mahogany coffin.

He had an intuition that the real danger of a ghost burial coffin lies in the mahogany coffin.

However, after Yiluansi, Luoshui Township, failed to destroy the ghost burial coffin, he was still in a state of incomprehension about the ghost burial coffin, otherwise he would have known more useful information.

Yiluansi regards the ghost burial coffin as a whole monster, but it may also be not a monster, but a few monsters.

This will affect Zhou Fan's judgment of the battle. If the Ghost Burial Coffin is several monsters, even if one of them is killed, it will not cause any harm to the others. At most, it will weaken their strength.

Of course, if it is composed of scattered monsters, they must have a command core. If they kill that core, the crisis may be solved inadequate.

Who is the core of them?

Three gray shadows? Three black shadow beasts? Six-hoofed black beasts? Redwood coffin? Or the most inconspicuous black iron sledge?

Zhou Fan tends to be the core of the mahogany coffin, but this is just a guess.

What puzzled him the most was why did the Ghost Burial Coffin stare at him?

He had many speculations in his mind, but he could never confirm which one was closer to the facts.

The sunset on the wasteland was so sunken that only half of it was left, and it was getting closer and closer to darkness.

At this time, he thought to himself that Li Jiuyue and the others had stopped to prepare for the night.

He took out dry food and water from the package, first distributed some to the brother, and then he slowly ate the food while watching the ghost burial coffin.

No one knows when the ghost burial coffin will wait, but the ghost burial coffin is willing to wait like this, so he keeps waiting with the ghost burial coffin.

Until dawn!

When Zhou Fan was full, night fell on this wasteland.

He took out the burning wood with talismans, and the firewood burned with blue flames to disperse the dark night that was coming.

The ghost burial coffin on the other side also began to change.

The three black shadow beasts that had been squatting and ran to the feet of the Six-Hove Black Beast. The black shadow beasts held the thick and strong legs of the Six-Hove Black Beast.

They ran from the beast's feet to the back, along the beast's back to the beast's head, and finally the three black shadowed beasts standing on the beast's forehead turned into three bloody balls of light and flew to the three scimitars and beast's horns.

They were hung on the tips of three irregular scimitar beast horns, and the beast horns were like three lanterns hanging.

The bloody light shrouded the ghost burial coffin, which was particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

The mahogany coffin seemed to be stained with blood, bright red and bloody.

Zhou Fan looked at this strange scene and his whole body was tense. As long as the ghost burial coffin dared to attack, he could only take action.

But after a while, the ghost burial coffin never changed anything.

"Is it also afraid of the monster shadows in the dark?" Zhou Fan whispered to himself.

After confirming that the ghost burial coffin would not attack, Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the brother: "Brother, you sleep for a while."

The man obediently closed his eyes and began to rest.

Zhou Fan sat in silence, looking at the ghost burial coffin, always guarding against the ghost burial coffin that might attack.

However, the ghost burial coffin did not attack. After about an hour, a white light emerged from the ground three meters away from the front of the ghost burial coffin.

The moment the white light came out was dazzling.

Therefore, Zhou Fan also noticed the white light at the first time, and his face changed slightly: "What is this?"

The white light ball is changing drastically like boiling water. It stretches out a white line that climbs upwards. The white line rises straight and expands, from a thin line to a white light column that is thick in the arms to big legs.

After the white light column rises to three feet, white light rays as thick as a little finger are derived from its top. Countless white light rays are curved and grow upward irregularly. After they grow three feet, white leaves drill out of the branches.

This is a white light tree, and the initial white light is its seed.

The white light tree emits soft white light at night, but does not dispel darkness, but merges with darkness.

Light is darkness, darkness is light.

At the moment when the white light tree stopped growing, there were about a dozen black human-like shadows approaching the white light tree in the dark night, and they ran around the white light tree and made gloomy laughter.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized it. This was the bloody soul tree!

The Wandering Soul Tree only appears in the dark, and is a famous shadow monster. Every time it appears, it attracts the shadow monster to surround it and jubilate around it, so that it can use it.

Because of the darkness, the Wandering Soul Tree has a very high risk factor in the Blood Severe Level.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn. If there was only the ghost burial coffin, he would still have a little confidence. Now there was a blood-resistance-level wandering soul tree, and he was ready to catch the brother and run away at any time.

But the Wandering Soul Tree seemed to have not seen Zhou Fan. Those shadow monsters were just smiling around the Wandering Soul Tree, so fast that they could only see vague shadows.

The six-hoofed black beast in the Ghost Burial Coffin kicked the legs, but it still looked straight ahead, and now it was the Wandering Soul Tree in front of it.

Zhou Fan did not move easily, and the ruler's way is a joke to the blood-respect monsters. They would not rush over because they disliked the smell of the ruler's black sun stone.

But the situation is unclear now, Zhou Fan was tense all over. He vaguely felt something was wrong. The Wandering Soul Tree seemed to have come not for him, but for the ghost burial coffin.

The only ones in the three are the shadow monsters in the Wandering Soul Tree.

But at this time, a unique sound came from the depths of the darkness in the distance, just like the sizzling sound of something thrown into a pan and frying it.
Chapter completed!