Zhou Fan was thinking about how to prevent the other party from escaping next time he met the man in black, and patted the sawdust on his body, at this time, the red sun had already sunset in the western mountains, and the floating clouds on the horizon were rendered dim yellow.

The old dog approached Zhou Fan slowly, and when Zhou Fan was dancing the tree just now, it was clever and hid far away.

"Let's go, go back. Zhou Fan had a pleasant smile on his face, he was very satisfied with today's fruitful results.

At this time, his parents had already returned, but Zhou Fan didn't plan to eat at home, he said to his parents when he got home, and went back to the patrol camp.

If you eat at home, it will take a lot of time, and if you let the curse ghost come to your door at home, it will be troublesome.

Zhou Fan walked in the direction of his home while thinking like this, and the old dog who was following him suddenly had his hair standing on end, ran in front of him, raised his head and barked at the sky.

Zhou Fan's pupils contracted suddenly, is the curse ghost coming?

He looked up at the sky, and not far away, a blood-red cloud was rushing towards him, and the blood cloud was especially conspicuous against the yellow clouds of the sky.

"Dude, let's go. Zhou Fan just glanced at it, then turned around and ran.

The old dog barked a few times, and also turned his head and followed Zhou Fan's footsteps.

This place is not far from home, and Zhou Fan knows that he must not face a curse ghost here, otherwise it will be easy to implicate his parents, so he ran in the direction of the outside of the village.

The blood cloud was three zhang long, dragging a long flame tail, across the sky, chasing Zhou Fan closely, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Zhou Fan ran very fast, he had already moved away from the houses in Sanqiu Village and entered a low mixed forest, as long as he ran a few hundred meters, he would reach the edge of the Mo Circle.

Zhou Fan turned his head to look, it was too late, and the blood cloud was already three or four feet behind him.

And if he walks to the strange circle, he will only kill the members of the patrol there, and it will not mean anything to him.

Zhou Fan stopped, drew his knife, turned around, took out the two small flame talismans that had been prepared and pressed them on the straight knife.

The fiery runes quickly spread across the blade.

The blood cloud in mid-air had already swooped towards Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan sprinted and raised his knife to slash with a loud shout, and the blood cloud was cut into two sections by the sharp blade, and the fireworks scattered by the blade burned the blood-colored smoke.

After Zhou Fan cut the blood cloud in half, he quickly turned around and looked back.

The sliced blood cloud gathered into a cloud of blood-colored smoke, and the small flame runes within the blood mist quickly became dim until they were extinguished.

The blood mist began to transform, transforming into a three-legged and three-handed human form, above the smoke-like skull, there was only one dark green eyeball that occupied all the skull space, and the red dot in the center of the dark green eyeball was moving slightly, and it was looking at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's face was cold, this curse ghost was a little different from last night's.

Master Mao said that the spell ghosts found would become stronger and stronger, and Zhou Fan did not dare to take anything lightly.

The Blood Mist Curse Ghost floated towards Zhou Fan, and its three arms turned into sharp fog guns, stabbing towards Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan swung his knife and slashed, the straight knife swung out a fiery red flame, slashing at the three fog guns, making a tinkling sound, and the flames splashed everywhere.

Under Zhou Fan's full urging, the blood mist curse ghost was slashed back again and again by the knife, and the three fog guns were shocked by the huge force on the knife and kept bouncing off.

Zhou Fan's heart relaxed a lot when he saw this, the strength of this blood mist curse ghost was not as good as his own, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

His sword became more and more powerful, and the curse ghost was completely suppressed by Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan took the opportunity to sweep away the three fog guns again, and slashed vertically at the dark green eyeball on the cursed ghost's skull, which was the lifeline of the cursed ghost.

The cursed demon let out a loud roar, and the dark green eyeballs of its skull suddenly erupted with smoke, covering the eyeballs.

A straight knife with a flame talisman's intent slashed at the skull, splitting the spell in half.

The three fog guns of the cursed ghost stabbed at Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan had to retreat quickly while the knife was raised.

After Zhou Fan took a few steps back, the Blood Mist Curse Demon actually fused again, and its dark green eyeball first appeared in the mouth of the heart, and then transferred to the skull.

Zhou Fan's brows furrowed slightly, the knife he had just now didn't hit the eyeball of the cursed ghost, and its eyeball shifted quickly.

The flame of the blood mist spell that had not been slashed was quickly extinguished.

Zhou Fan quickly understood that as long as this talisman fire didn't hit its eyeball, it would probably be difficult to kill it.

The Blood Mist Curse Ghost became furious, and it brandished three fog guns and sprinted towards Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan just sneered and met him without fear.

Zhou Fan's Streamer Quicksilver Knife Battle's basic sword technique had already been small, and he could resist the swift three fog guns of the cursed ghost with the knife in his hand alone, and soon the blood mist cursed ghost kept retreating.

This made the Blood Mist Curse Ghost constantly let out a low and angry scream, but it was helpless against Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan quickly found a second chance, opened the fog gun of the Blood Mist Curse Ghost, and slashed horizontally, cutting the Blood Mist Curse Ghost's head and eyeballs into two pieces.

But the blood smoke swirled around the blood mist curser's head again, and the blade slashed sideways, slicing only two smokes.

The fog spear stabbed, Zhou Fan had to retreat again, he looked at the burning talisman fire on the head of the blood mist curse ghost, and the dark green eyeballs of the blood mist curse ghost came out of the mist on its shoulder, staring at Zhou Fan coldly.

The skull's runic flames were quickly extinguished, and the dark green eyeballs shifted back.

Zhou Fan frowned slightly, and swung his knife again towards the Blood Mist Curse Ghost.

The remnant sun turned from dusk to fiery red, and the clouds in the sky changed color, and the sky seemed to burn.

The twilight breeze blows, and the leaves of the forest rustle.

Zhou Fan's knife slashed at the Blood Mist Curse Ghost again and again, but the strange smoke diverted the Blood Mist Curse Ghost's big eyes again and again.

Until the fifth time, the power of the small flame rune on Zhou Fan's knife had been exhausted, and he deliberately slashed it away, forcing the blood mist spell ghost to retreat At the same time, he was also retreating quickly, he quickly took out two small flame runes with his left hand and pasted them on the straight knife, and the straight knife was once again covered with flame runes.

The Blood Mist Curse Ghost was entangled again, Zhou Fan swung his knife and fought with the Blood Mist Curse Ghost, and the sharp knife light and the quick fog gun collided together, making people dazzled.

It didn't take long for Zhou Fan to know that he was in trouble.

He had tried five times, but five times he couldn't hit the eyeball of the Blood Mist Curse, and if he continued to consume it like this, even if his talisman was not exhausted, he would be exhausted.

The Blood Mist Curse Ghost never seemed to get tired, it didn't let out any more angry screams, it just kept waving the fog gun in silence, it didn't matter if it was bounced away if it didn't have enough strength, it didn't matter if it was slashed, it was enough blood mist on its body to consume countless runes.

It is going to consume Zhou Fan to death.

If you want to kill, you can't die, and if you want to escape, you can't escape.

Zhou Fan felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and he would sink deeper and deeper, until the viscous mud completely covered him down, and he would slowly suffocate to death.