It's just a nightmare village, but now there are more than 80 more warriors than the team that initially swept the first nightmare village.

Such a strong team should not have any problems.

As soon as they entered Mupo Village, the team was dispersed into groups and headed towards the Nightmare Spirit that existed in Mupo Village.

Zhou Fan felt a little sad. He had lived in this village. The people here were like two Fu Shi Ji Qing and He Hongda, the captain Ke Yongmin and the village Zheng Tao Dafan family... They were all dead.

But what I saw in front of me was just a nightmare spirit. Zhou Fan calmed down the sadness in his heart and focused on killing the nightmare spirit.

Not long after, a group of warriors sent out a signal flare for help.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly rushed over with the team members.

In places like Nightmare Spirit Village, if you can ask for help, you may have encountered a multi-faceted Nightmare Spirit.

But as he moved forward, Zhou Fan soon discovered something was wrong.

Because it suddenly became quiet everywhere.

It was very quiet, so quiet that he could only hear the whistling sound of the wind, and he smelled the faint smell of rotten corpse.

He looked back and found that the group of warriors behind him disappeared without a trace at some point.

Zhou Fan's body was covered with purple and gold light, and condensed into armor to cover his body.

The alien armor rune emerged, and he did not feel the coldness coming from the light armor, which means there is no toxins or curses in the air.

"Is it an illusion?" Zhou Fan said softly, and he calmly glanced at the sudden strange and quiet surroundings.

It seems that he is the only one left in Mupo Village.

"Hehe...hehe..." A woman's laughter came.

If it were an ordinary person, he might shout loudly who it was, but Zhou Fan did not ask, and he still stood quietly in place.

It was quiet for a while, and at the corner of the house, there were headless corpses and hands and feet crawled out quickly.

Zhou Fan looked at the petite headless corpse, raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he vaguely recognized it as Tao Xiaotu's corpse.

"Little Rabbit, where is your head that I cut off? It wouldn't be lost, right?" Zhou Fan asked with a chuckling, his tone as relaxed as if he was greeting his friend on a daily basis.

As soon as Zhou Fan finished speaking, the head rolled out from another corner of the room, and it rolled to the headless corpse.

The head and face were covered with blood, her eyes had already been dug off, and her face was pale. If it weren't for someone familiar, it would be difficult for anyone to recognize that this was Tao Xiaotu.

"Brother Zhou Fan, Brother Zhou Fan, why do you want to kill me?" Tao Xiaotu said with her head, and her body sat cross-legged on the ground, reached out and hugged her head in her arms.

Zhou Fan looked at the Tao Xiaotu in a strange state, and sighed and said, "If I don't kill you, will you let me go?"

Tao Xiaotu grinned, and the corners of her mouth cracked directly to her ears, revealing her black and sharp teeth. Her mouth without a tongue looked like a deep black hole.

"No, but you shouldn't kill me, you should be killed by me, so you don't have to face me after death." Tao Xiaotu said. She had no tongue but could speak strangely.

"I remember your body is not here, did you climb all the way?" Zhou Fan asked with a smile.

He was a little puzzled. If Tao Xiaotu in front of him was Yanling, how could he be ten feet away from the corpse?

Moreover, Tao Xiaotu can speak so clearly.

"Brother Zhou Fan, I know you are back, but you didn't come to find me, so I can only come to find you." Tao Xiaotu smiled, and she raised her head with both hands and pressed her head on her neck.

A black blood thread drilled out of the neck, and the incision membrane of the skull was penetrated, and the skull was sewn.

"I don't want to find you, I can't bear to kill you again. After all, this is too cruel for you, a child." Zhou Fan showed an unbearable look on his face.

Tao Xiaotu shook her head, as if testing whether her head was really fixed. Her face changed at this time, turning into her father Tao Dafan, her mother Tian Meilan, her brother Tao Xiaotian, and the captain Ke Yongmin.

The five faces change rapidly alternately, making people feel tingling in their eyes.

Zhou Fan's face became solemn, and he actually had a five-faced nightmare spirit!

A brilliant gray-blue light oozed out from Tao Xiaotu: "Brother Zhou Fan, are you scared?"

"Don't be afraid, you will soon become a part of me. If you kill me, I will reach the sixth side." As she said, another blurred face on her face was alternating with the other five sides.

"I'm going to leave this face to Brother Zhou Fan." She giggled and rushed towards Zhou Fan suddenly.

Her figure was getting faster and faster, pulling out countless gray and blue shadows. The gray and blue shadows did not dissipate, but were strangely hung in the air, and then ran away quickly.

In an instant, hundreds of gray and blue shadows surrounded Zhou Fan, and they either jumped up or rushed forward.

Overwhelming shadows surged in.

Zhou Fan's face was indifferent. He held the rust knife in his right hand, and had already pulled it out with his left hand. He had already drawn out the De character knife on his back. De character knife grew from the rust knife, and the De character knife had a black thunder arc lingering and vomiting.

His body shook and pulled out more than ten shadows. His swords were so fast that they could only see the blurry light of the sword, slashing on the gray and blue shadows.

The huge collision sound derives an airflow, spreading around, colliding with layers of gray-blue ripples, and then it stops spreading.

The gray and blue shadows were constantly shattered by the sword light, but shadows were constantly generated and joined the battle one after another.

"Brother Zhou Fan, you can't beat me, this is my field." The voice of speaking changed to Tao Xiaotian.

Zhou Fan did not answer. While fighting with the shadow, he tried to find the true body in the gray and blue shadow.

The gray-blue shadows stretched out their hands, and gray-blue balls as big as fists emerged from their palms, and gray-blue balls shot towards Zhou Fan one by one.

Zhou Fan's figure suddenly blurred in the gray-blue sphere.

Countless gray and blue balls did not explode, but stopped floating in the air.

The gray and blue shadows glanced around, looking for the suddenly disappeared figure of Zhou Fan.

Soon they discovered that Zhou Fan appeared in the northwest corner and rushed towards Zhou Fan with a gray-blue ball.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn, his pupils turned into red and gold, and his blood energy boiled from the film, passing through the purple gold armor, and his blood energy rose and continued to rise, condensed into a foot-high phantom of the divine dragon.

He took a deep breath and spit out a mysterious syllable from his mouth.

Golden ripples spread in the air.

Everything that was touched by the golden ripples stopped, whether it was the gray-blue shadow or the gray-blue ball in the air.

From movement to stillness, this is a matter of moment.

Zhou Fan stepped on his feet and rushed into the gray-blue shadow. His body suddenly rotated. As he rotated, a pair of large and small fast swords turned into eighteen streamers intertwined with black and deep red. The streamers were wrapped into the fast sword, forming a knife flow whirlwind.

The sword flow whirlwind has a strange shape, like eighteen huge leaves embedded in the storm, and nine leaves in one sword.

The Rise Light Fast Silver Sword Knife Cutting Qi Ji Section Sword Technique·Nine-Leaf Slash!

The Eighteen Leaf Storm was spinning rapidly, sweeping all gray-blue shadows and gray-blue light balls in.
Chapter completed!