At this moment, Wuji Sanren said, "I know where he is."

Everyone looked at Wuji Sanren.

Xi Qing took the lead and asked, "You know?"

Wuji Sanren nodded and said, "Yes, I know."

Then, Wuji Sanren began to talk about what happened last night, "Last night, I heard some movement outside and wanted to go out and take a look.

Then I saw a dark shadow, this dark shadow was sneaky, I don't know what it was doing.

When he saw me coming out, he ran outwards, and just as I wanted to chase him out, Han Wusheng came.

Han Wusheng said to me to let me go back, and he would chase this dark shadow to prevent someone from using a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Then I listened to him and went back here, but they haven't come back this morning, so something must have happened."

When everyone heard what Wuji Sanren said, they instantly had some clues.

Then Xi Qing said, "In that case, they should have fallen into a trap.

Someone deliberately led them over, who is it?"

Everyone thought for a while and found that they didn't know, then Xi Qing said, "Why don't we split up and look for them first?

The second round of the competition is about to begin, and we can't be absent.

Whether we can find them or not, we will come back first."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then went to find them.

The scene then switched back to Yang Fan and the others.

Just as Yang Fan and Han Wusheng were sitting in place, recovering their spiritual power, the great formation changed again.

Both of them knew that this was the second great formation coming.

So the two of them quickly got up and prepared to deal with it.

The two of them saw the scene change between the changes of this great formation.

Yang Fan and the two seemed to see all the suffering in the world.

At this time, scenes changed before their faces.

In these pictures, some people are suffering from the erosion of wind and cold, some are suffering from the pain of a broken arm, some are suffering from blindness, some people can't hear, and some people have no pain.

In short, these people have one thing in common, that is, they are all entangled in diseases.

Han Wusheng stood beside Yang Fan at this time and said to Yang Fan, "Why is this great formation different this time?

Could it be that they want to defeat us psychologically?

That's too childish, isn't it?"

Yang Fan said, "It's not that simple, we should be ready at any time."

Han Wusheng nodded, and just as the two were talking, the scene suddenly changed again.

The people in the picture seemed to come alive, and they all broke away from the picture and walked towards Yang Fan and the two.

Yang Fan and the two looked at the change of the scene, their faces solemn.

And these people who came over were all saying, "Why, why should I suffer this kind of pain?

Save us, why don't you have anything, why are you so healthy, no, I don't want to suffer anymore."

Then they rushed towards Yang Fan and the two.

Yang Fan and the two were also surprised to see this scene.

But after that, they had to start resisting them.

Yang Fan and the two sacrificed magic weapons and magic powers to resist these monsters, but there were too many of them.

It was okay at the beginning, Yang Fan and the two could barely resist, but as time went on, as the number of people increased and the number of monsters also increased, Yang Fan and the two began to be a little unable to support it.

Han Wusheng was driving the compass to fight against these monsters, but one of the monsters took advantage of Han Wusheng's distraction to fight against other monsters and suddenly slapped Han Wusheng with a claw.

Han Wusheng was hit, and Yang Fan quickly drove the immortal sword to split the monsters, and then sacrificed the Xuanhuang small cauldron again, turning out a Xuanhuang barrier to resist the monsters.

Yang Fan looked at Han Wusheng and said, "How is it?

Are you okay?"

Han Wusheng shook his head, "It's just a scratch, it's a small matter, let's continue."

Just as the two were about to continue fighting against the monsters, Han Wusheng realized that something was wrong.

The place where he was scratched by the monster began to rot and fester.

It stands to reason that cultivators like them can easily resolve these physical injuries, but this time Han Wusheng found that he couldn't disperse these viruses no matter how he used his spiritual power.

This kind of destruction and decay seems to be imprinted on the soul, and it cannot be eliminated by these mana.

When Yang Fan saw this, he also understood that they could not let these people touch their bodies, otherwise they would slowly become monsters like them, experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death.

Therefore, Yang Fan could only keep driving the Xuanhuang small cauldron to resist these monsters.

And Han Yushui's wound also began to slowly expand, emitting bursts of stench.

Although Han Wusheng tried his best to drive his spiritual power to expel these viruses, it didn't work much.

Han Wusheng's face was pale, he smiled bitterly and said to Yang Fan, "Brother Yang, I'm afraid I'm going to be here.

When the time comes, I will do my best to help you out of the formation.

After you go out, tell my two disciples that their master is useless and can't avenge their senior brother.

In the future, the matter of revenge will be left to them.

They must cultivate hard and seriously, and don't let their master down."

Yang Fan frowned, looked at Han Wusheng and said, "Hey, you're not dead yet, it's unlucky to say these things now."

After speaking, he began to sink his divine sense into his mind again, into the stone of memory inheritance, he wanted to go to the inheritance again to find a solution.

At this time, Han Wusheng looked at Yang Fan helplessly, but he didn't say anything, but he had already thought in his heart how to protect Yang Fan out with his life.

At this time, Han Wusheng was also very depressed, after all, he still had a great revenge to avenge, but he was going to die in the hands of his enemy first, this kind of thing would not make anyone happy.

At this time, the Xuanhuang small cauldron began to shake, and the offensive of the monsters outside became more and more fierce, and the barrier was almost broken.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I have a way."

Han Wusheng asked, "What way do you have?"

Yang Fan looked at Han Wusheng at this time and found that his vitality was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't allow him to play tricks anymore.

He said, "It's okay, just watch me."

At this time, Yang Fan formed a strange magic seal with both hands, this is a big formation began to shake, and many black lives spread from the ground.

Han Wusheng looked at these lives and said, "Are these the souls of the people who died here?"

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Yes, since this great formation uses the tactics of human sea to deal with us, then we will also use the same method to deal with them."

After that, Yang Fan drove these souls to attack those monsters, and the two monsters and souls canceled each other out, and finally the entire great formation was broken.

But the great formation is broken, it's not over yet, Han Wusheng still needs to be rescued.

Han Wusheng looked at the broken Dazheng at this time, with a bitter expression on his face, and said to Yang Fan, "Brother Yang, I know my own body, and I'm afraid I'm powerless to recover now.

I hope you can remember what I said, and after you go out, tell my two disciples that their master is useless."

Yang Fan then took out a pill from the storage space he carried with him and fed it into Han Wusheng's mouth.

Then he said to "Han Wusheng, I won't let you die, can you die, hum, you can go back and tell them these words yourself, I won't help you pass the message."

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