Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

It's just that as the ear apertures opened, the clearer roar of artillery fire did not appear. Instead, at the moment the ear apertures opened, the deep and silent corridor he was in suddenly became strangely lively.

Countless random sounds came one after another.

There were seductive whispers in the voice, hysterical roars, unwilling roars, and desperate cries...

All sorts of things kept getting into Lin Fan's ears.

At that moment, he felt like a balloon, being continuously and crazily injected with air, and his whole body seemed to burst.

Lin Fan quickly closed his ears, staggered back uncontrollably, and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, his face turned pale.

What is that sound?

He had almost lost himself in those sounds just now.

Especially the tempting whisper, which seemed to want to drag him into the endless abyss and sink him forever...

Thinking back to that feeling, Lin Fan couldn't help but shiver.

He looked warily at this long, dead corridor that seemed to be hidden in the darkness, and felt an inexplicable shiver down his spine.

It seemed that there were all kinds of creatures here, and there were pairs of eyes watching me.

Just like the group of nightmare spirits that I had seen.

Lin Fan instinctively wanted to open his eyes, hoping to see through the illusion and see the true face of the corridor in front of him.

But in the end, he stopped his crazy idea.

I just opened my ears and heard that weird sound.

Who knows what you can see if you open your eyes.

At this moment, Lin Fan wanted to be like an ostrich with his head buried in the soil.

As long as you can't see it, there's no danger!

Lin Fan took a deep breath to calm down the random thoughts in his heart, then raised his legs and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

No matter what, he should leave this hellish place first.

The corridor Lin Fan was in was only a hundred meters long.

When you leave the corridor and pass through an ancient dusty gate, what you see is an alley that leads to nowhere.

For Lin Fan, he did not have the right to choose at this moment and could only continue walking along the alley.

In this dark palace, the whole process was extremely silent.

At that moment, Lin Fan, who was walking, felt an inexplicable sense of security even when he heard the faint sound of gunfire in the distance.

At least it can prove that he is not the only one in this dead palace.

Finally, after bypassing the narrow alley, Lin Fan appeared on a wider road.

On both sides of the road were houses shrouded in darkness, and even the doorways were hung with cloth banners resembling the signs of various shops.

Lin Fan's expression became strange.

According to legend, Kunlun is the place where gods live.

Do gods also need to eat, drink and have diarrhea?

This seems to be different from the immortals in my imagination who are floating in the air and not eating the fireworks of the world.

Lin Fan complained in his heart. At this moment, fierce fighting sounds came from the gates in other directions of the palace city.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, not knowing which force these belonged to.

It seems that the next step may be a chaotic dance of demons.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with him at the moment.

What he wants to do now is to join the poor scholar as soon as possible.

The birdman caused himself to be swept by the silver light at the last moment and appeared in this ghost place inexplicably, but the other party entered from the direction of the city gate.

Just in case you encounter a poor scholar or the others.

I'm afraid the poor scholars will be in more trouble than others.

After all, they are not the ultimate ones like me. Even if the birdman is seriously injured, he will still be in the Cave Void Realm. The absolute gap between their realms is an insurmountable gap.

If that birdman wants to attack the poor scholar and the others.

The final result for the poor scholar and others is probably that the group will be wiped out.

Therefore, we must meet up with the poor scholar and the others in the shortest possible time.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

However, at this moment, suddenly, he felt his shoulders sink, his originally brisk steps also stagnated, and his whole body slumped a little.

It seemed...as if I was looking at a hundred kilograms of weight on my shoulders.

To be honest, to Lin Fan, a body-refining cultivator, the weight of a hundred kilograms was as worthless as drizzle.

After all, the Dao characters as heavy as mountains in Dantian were all swung up by him to fight against the enemy.

But the problem is... I am alone on this street, with nothing around me.

Then why is there a sense of gravity on his shoulders, and... At this moment, he can clearly feel a biting coldness like ice penetrating through the skin of his shoulders and straight into his body, making his whole body feel like falling into an ice cave...

Lin Fan couldn't help his pupils shrinking deeply, and he felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the sky.

Although his cultivation has reached the level of pill formation, he even saw hundreds of ghosts welcoming his bride when he was looking for spiritual mines in Qin Shou in southern Zhejiang.

But as a mortal, he still has an instinct for these weird things.

Could it be a nightmare?

No, if it was that thing, it wouldn't be on my shoulders, but it would directly get into my body and seize it.

While Lin Fan's mind was spinning, he suppressed the numbness of his scalp. The next moment, he slapped his backhand to the shoulder without hesitation, and at the same time, he rushed forward with all his strength.

I hope I can get rid of the invisible ‘weirdness’.

However, after running a few steps, he stopped, and his face turned pale and dull without a trace of blood.

He could feel the essence of his body being continuously sucked out.

The weight on my shoulders is a little heavier.

Therefore, he did not get rid of the other party at all.

One's own 'physical attacks' are ineffective against the opponent.

What should I do!

Lin Fan's mind was in a mess for a moment and he didn't know what to do.

And his energy is still being absorbed by the invisible thing on his shoulder.

At that moment, Lin Fan really had the urge to open his eyes and see clearly what the other person was.

But in the end he endured it.

Because at that moment of near despair and no solution, suddenly the ball of soul fire in the dantian trembled slightly, and then the fire swirled out a ray of fire, rushed out of the dantian, and rolled straight to the shoulder.

Also in that moment.

Lin Fan vaguely seemed to hear a rapid scream.

Then there was a lightness on my shoulders.

Apparently the thing he couldn't see left.

At that moment, Lin Fan ignored this unexpected surprise and without any hesitation, he fled forward as fast as he could...

Along the way, Lin Fan walked through the streets and alleys, not knowing how far he escaped.

Until finally he stopped panting and slumped against the wall.

After a long, long time, he finally calmed down and felt quite lucky to have escaped from death.

The enemy is not scary.

The scary thing is the invisible enemy.

He still hasn't figured out what that thing is.

But after the experience just now, he could figure it out.

That thing is completely immune to 'physical attacks', but seems to be afraid of the 'spell attacks' of its own soul fire.

This gave Lin Fan a little confidence.

But just when he took a rest and stood up to continue on his way, the corner of his eye instinctively fell on his shoulder. As a result, with just one glance, his whole body froze on the spot.

Because he saw a dark palm print on his shoulder.

The clothes were melted into the shape of a palm, and on the skin under the clothes, the dark palm prints were like a dark birthmark, going deep into the skin, exuding a ghostly aura.

Could it be that the thing that was on my shoulder just now was really a 'ghost'?

Lin Fan's scalp was numb and his eyes were full of horror.

If so, this is definitely not a good 'ghost'!