There's always someone trying to trick me

Fan Wujiu was confused by the sight in front of him and the smell in his nose, and couldn't make an accurate judgment for a while.

However, after waiting for a while at the door, the entrance of the cave that originally came in suddenly roared!

Fan Wujiu turned around, and saw a stone door suddenly appearing from the top to bottom of the originally ordinary hole!

If he doesn't leave now, he will be trapped here!

Since Wu Chang's aura can be hidden here so that Luo Yan can't track it, he must be able to trap himself here!

Fan Wujiu almost subconsciously turned around and was about to flee!

However, at this moment, all three gates were opened immediately!

The scene inside the door remains the same, but Wu Chang's screams can be heard all the time!

Behind every door is an extremely sharp and intense voice, as if they are enduring severe pain and suffering!

Fan Wujiu's forward pace slowed down instantly, he had to stop and look back.

He is a god and cannot die.

At most it is suffering.

But Wu Chang is different, he is human and will die.

Thinking of this, Fan Wujiu stood still and did not leave.

The stone door fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Fan Wujiu walked slowly towards the three gates, checking whether the information given inside was true or false one by one.

However, no matter which one it is, it looks like a fake.

Fan Wujiu couldn't judge for a while.

He simply sat down on the spot, meditated with his legs crossed, calmed down to explore his spiritual consciousness, and penetrated into the three gates.

The spirit consciousness of ghost messengers is different, Xie Bi'an is white, he is black, there are other people in the underworld, for example Zhong Kui is red and so on.

The darker the color, the deeper the obsession, but the less mana.

Fan Wujiu seldom reveals his consciousness because his color is too dark.

Xie Bi'an usually works for Luo Yan, but he seems a bit deep and difficult to deal with.

But in reality, it was just Xie Bi'an's way of protecting him.

Luo Yan also knew that he was neutral on this.

In order to save people at this moment, Fan Wujiu couldn't hide his weakness anymore.

He can only concentrate as much as possible, so as not to make any mistakes in the detection process.

Spiritual consciousness is like black tentacles, advanced into the raging fire.

The red flames are like devouring demons, and every time they touch Fan Wujiu's consciousness, there will be crackling, burning and collision sounds.

Fan Wujiu's face became more and more ugly, and he persisted for a few minutes before withdrawing his consciousness from the fire.

After withdrawing his consciousness, white smoke began to emit from his body, as if he had been burned just now.

After a while, Fan Wujiu poked out his consciousness again, and poked into the mist.

Spiritual consciousness is like a sixth sense, it cannot be seen or touched, but it can be felt.

After Fan Wujiu's consciousness entered successfully, he felt as if he had entered a deep pit.

Surrounded by thick fog, it was impossible to detect anything.

The hole was very deep, and Fan Wujiu felt like he had been groping for a long time, but he still didn't notice anything.

However, slowly, he felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, as if his spiritual consciousness had been drained of strength, and it would be so soft that it would dissipate like mist at any time!

Fan Wujiu realized that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw immediately.

Who knew that not only did his consciousness lose control, but the originally loose white mist suddenly solidified, and the surroundings turned into countless white hands, grabbing his weak consciousness, and directly began to pull it in!

Divine consciousness is a part of the soul of immortals and demons, and it cannot be stripped from the outside unless you do it yourself!

When those hands pulled Fan Wujiu's consciousness to the point where he couldn't stretch it, he pulled it suddenly!

Fan Wujiu flew up into the air and rushed towards the depths of the fog hole!

Fan Wujiu wanted to get rid of it, but he didn't have the strength to struggle right now!

In order not to let himself be stripped of his soul, he is gritting his teeth and desperately taking back his consciousness!

His forceful retraction accelerated his forward speed again!

It was too late to look at everything in front of him, he just felt that Fan Wujiu fell to somewhere after the rapid walk through the vast expanse of whiteness!

The damage to his consciousness and the trauma caused by the rapid sprint made his eyes go dark!

I can't move when I fall on the ground, let alone what to do when I get up!

Fan Wujiu lay on the ground for a long time, and finally regained his strength.

Opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, he quickly wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and straightened up.

The surroundings are wet, and I can't hear any movement, and I can't see anything.However, he could smell Wu Chang!

Although it is very light, it does have the taste of Wuchang!

His sense of smell was unmistakable, Fan Wujiu began to call Wu Chang's name.

However, no matter how loudly he yelled, the other party did not respond.

Fan Wujiu's heart shuddered, did he die?

No, if he died, then Luo Yan should have arrived long ago.

Thinking of this, he quickly sat up and stretched out his hands to feel around.

Soon, he touched something cold.

It's like a block of ice.

Fan Wujiu withdrew his hand and smelled the ice.

After touching the ice cubes, it will leave a slight water stain on the hands, and the water will have a taste.

Sure enough, there was a faint scent of flowers left on his fingers, which reminded him of the underworld.

There are mandalas and manjusawa in the underworld.

Each flower is as bright red as blood, with a pungent smell of incense.

Fan Wujiu smelled this smell at his fingertips, which made him puzzled for a moment.

Moreover, the temperature of the cave where the fog is located is not very low.

How did this chunk of ice, which was not too small to the touch, keep its shape like this without melting?

Thinking about it, Fan Wujiu felt even more strange, and stretched out his hand to start groping.

Constantly groping, he found that the ice cube was leaning against the wall at a 90-degree angle!

This ice cube has no edges and corners to the touch, and is round, like a silkworm cocoon!

Fan Wujiu's heart shuddered!

Wu Chang!

"Wu Chang, Wu Chang!" Fan Wujiu kept patting the ice cubes, but it had no effect.

He concentrated his divine power on his palm and stretched out his hand to melt the ice, but to no avail!

The ice cube can leave a little water stain when it is touched, but it wants to melt, but there is no reaction for a long time!

Fan Wujiu felt that his hands were getting cold a little bit, as if his body was frozen by the temperature of the ice cube!

But when touched, not even a single corner melted away!

Fan Wujiu became even more nervous.

The feeling to the touch, coupled with the effect of the ice, reminded him of the ice silkworms in the underworld.

The silkworms were born under the glacier and grew up eating ice all the year round.

The silk spit out is like ice but not ice, firm and difficult to tangle!

It's like the best soft armor, with sub-zero low temperature!

Fan Wujiu became more and more curious about the person who kidnapped Wu Chang, and had a vague guess in his heart.

However, this is not the time to play guessing games, Fan Wujiu hurriedly got up, reached out and groped Wu Chang's body, and directly carried him on his shoulders!

Although it cannot be melted, but because the silk is very thin, it has almost no weight.

Although Fan Wujiu was injured, it was not a big problem to carry a mortal on his shoulders.

He carried Wu Chang on his shoulders, and kept walking forward while touching the wall.

However, the terrible thing was that he had walked for a long time, but he still didn't notice the change.

This fog hole seems to have no end, no matter where it is, no matter how far it goes.

Step on it, smell it, feel it, it's all the same!

I can't see in front of my eyes, I can't use my magic power, and I can't communicate with the outside world!

Fan Wujiu's heart became anxious!

This ice silk has a characteristic, from the outside to the inside, it will erode people's temperature and sanity little by little.

Wu Chang sat there silently, and he was also motionless at the moment, obviously frozen.

I don't know what's going on with his brain and internal organs. If the icy temperature reaches his heart and completely freezes his whole body from the inside to the outside, then Wu Chang will really be hopeless!

Thinking of this, Fan Wujiu had no choice but to speed up his pace and continue walking!

However, after walking for a while, Fan Wujiu's strength was almost exhausted, as if there was no end to it.

Fan Wujiu gritted his teeth, thinking that nothing would happen to Wu Chang!

Thinking of this, he put Wu Chang's body down.

He groped and came to Wu Chang's chest, and listened closely, he could hear the faint sound of heart beating.

Luo Yan tore apart his own soul and merged with Wu Chang, presumably Wu Chang's soul would not be in too much danger now.

Then, just keep his body.

Thinking of this, Fan Wujiu raised his wrist to his mouth, gritted his teeth and tore it apart!

When the wrist was broken, the blood gushed out like a rushing spring!

It splashed Fan Wujiu's face, making his eyes clear for a moment!

Taking advantage of being able to see in front of his eyes, he hurriedly lowered his head to look at Wu Chang, and at the same time put his wrist on Wu Chang's chest!

They are immortal ghosts, but they are not as beautiful as they seem.

His body is the best material for refining medicine.

Blood can detoxify, and it is the most popular tonic of time.

Flesh can produce bone, if a mortal eats a bite, even a dying person in his seventies and eighties can return to life.

Bone is the hardest magic weapon, the more advanced it is, the more powerful it will be!

Fan Wujiu's magic power is not strong, relying on Luo Yan's protection and Xie Bi'an's ability to block the gun can continue to practice steadily.

I thought that if he was lucky enough to get an elixir from Laojun after waiting another 200 years, he would naturally be able to catch up with Xie Bi'an's cultivation.

But I didn't expect that I would fall on such an occasion today.

But that's all.

Even if he died physically, he would only become a golden lotus in the underworld.After 800 years of cultivation, you can become a real body again.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention that Wu Chang is of great significance to Luo Yan.

Fan Wujiu sacrificed himself to protect his heart.And when he falls, the star belonging to him in the west will fall to guide his whereabouts.

At that time, Luo Yan will be able to save people.

Fan Wujiu has always been reticent, but now he smiled wryly and looked at Wu Chang, "I hope my blood can last until night, and if stars fall during the day, I'm afraid the boss won't see it either."

As his blood flowed more and more, his face became more and more ugly.

Until the end, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes darkened, and he fainted beside Wu Chang.

At this moment, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared in the west at dusk, which startled Xie Bi'an!