"What do you see, there's a kind of going over and going head-to-head?"

Zhou Fan's arrogant provocative voice was not small, echoing in the wasteland, at least the ghost burial coffin not far away could definitely be heard.

It's just that the ghost burial coffin didn't react to Zhou Fan's provocation.

"If you don't have the guts to come, then stay there. Zhou Fan sneered disdainfully, but he was extremely vigilant in his heart, so it can be seen that this ghost burial coffin is most likely not Zhiyu, otherwise he would not have reacted to his words at all.

Zhou Fan looked at the dim sunset in the sky, he weighed it in his heart, and still didn't make a move to break this stalemate.

Because Li Jiujiu and they had just left, and the convoy could not go too far, they had to stop and prepare for the night.

If you do it now, you may implicate Li Jiujiu and them.

Besides, if he does it at this time, once he can't beat it, he will have to run for his life, and it will be almost dark, and running around in the wilderness is a very dangerous thing for him now.

It's best to make it until dawn.

As soon as the day dawns, a whole day, allows him to do more things that are beneficial to himself.

The premise of all this is that the ghost burial coffin has not broken the stalemate.

Zhou Fan thought about it, or as he thought before, if the ghost burial coffin doesn't move now, there is a high probability that he won't do it that night.

Of course, he also has to consider the terrible situation that the ghost burial coffin will do to him after the night comes......

He calmly thought about how to deal with this terrible situation, and then he looked at the ghost coffin, and the most attractive thing was undoubtedly the mahogany coffin.

He had a gut feeling that the real danger of ghost coffins lay in the mahogany coffins.

It's just that after Luoshui Township Yiluan Si failed to eliminate the ghost burial coffin, he still didn't understand the ghost burial coffin, otherwise he would have been able to know more useful information.

Yi Luan Si sees the ghost burial coffin as a whole weird, but it's also possible that it's not a weird, but several weird.

This will affect Zhou Fan's judgment of the battle, if the ghost burial coffin is several monsters, then even if one of them is killed, it will not cause any injuries to the others, at most it will weaken their strength.

Of course, if it is composed of scattered monsters, they must have a command core, and if they kill that core, the crisis may not be solved.

The key is who is at the heart of them?

Three gray figures, three black shadow beasts, six-hoofed black beasts, mahogany coffins, or the most inconspicuous black iron climbing plow?

Zhou Fan was inclined to the mahogany coffin as the core, but he was just guessing.

And what puzzled him the most was, why did the ghost burial coffin target him?

He had a lot of speculation in his mind, but he couldn't confirm which one was closer to the truth.

The sun set over the wasteland was only half as it sank, and it was getting closer and closer to dark.

At this time, he thought to himself that Li Jiujiu and they had stopped to prepare for the night.

He took out the dry food and water from the package, first gave some to the old man, and then he looked at the ghost coffin while eating the food slowly.

No one knows when the ghost coffin will wait, but the ghost coffin is willing to wait like this, so he has been waiting with the ghost coffin.

Until dawn!

When Zhou Fan was full, night fell on this wasteland.

He took out the wood with the talisman attached, and the wood burned with a faint blue flame to dispel the darkness of the night.

And the ghost burial coffin on the other side has also begun to change.

The three black shadow beasts that had been crouching and still ran to the feet of the six-hoofed black beast, and the black shadow beasts began to climb up with the thick legs of the six-hoofed black beast.

They ran from the feet to the back of the beast, along the back of the beast to the head of the beast, and finally the three black shadow beasts standing on the forehead of the beast turned into three balls of blood-colored light and flew to the three scimitar horns.

They hung from the tips of three irregular scimitar horns, which looked like three lanterns hanging from them.

The blood-colored light shrouded the ghost burial coffin, which was especially conspicuous in the dark night.

The mahogany coffin seemed to be dyed with blood, so red that it wanted to drip blood.

Zhou Fan looked at this strange scene, his whole body was tense, as long as the ghost burial coffin dared to attack, then he could only do it.

But after a while, nothing changed in the ghost burial coffin.

"Is it also afraid of the shadows in the night?" Zhou Fan muttered to himself.

After confirming that the ghost burial coffin would not be attacked, Zhou Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at the old man: "Brother, you sleep for a while." ”

The old man obediently closed his eyes and began to rest.

Zhou Fan sat silently, looking at the ghost burial coffin, always on guard against the ghost burial coffin that might attack.

It's just that the ghost burial coffin didn't attack, and about an hour later, three feet in front of the ghost burial coffin, a white light came out of the ground.

The moment the white light comes out, it is dazzling.

Therefore, Zhou Fan also discovered the white light for the first time, and his face changed slightly: "What is this?"

The white light cluster is changing violently like boiling water, and it stretches out a white line that climbs upward, and the white line rises straight up and expands at the same time, from a thin line to a white pillar of light as thick as an arm and as thick as a leg.

After the white pillar of light rises to three feet, white rays as thick as little fingers are derived from its top, and countless white rays grow irregularly and bend upward, and after they grow three feet, there are white light leaves drilled out of the branches.

It was a white tree of light, and the original white light was its seed.

The White Light Tree emits a soft white light at night, but instead of dispelling the darkness, it merges with it.

Light is darkness and darkness is light.

At the moment when the White Light Tree stopped growing, a dozen black humanoid shadows approached the White Light Tree in the dark night, and they ran around the White Light Tree and let out eerie laughter.

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank, and he recognized it, this was a blood-level geist tree!

The Geist Tree only appears in the dark of night and is a well-known shadow monster that attracts shadow monsters to surround it and rejoice around it every time it appears, thus being used by it.

Because of the darkness of the night, the Spirit Tree has an extremely high danger factor in the Blood Strength Level.

Zhou Fan's face was solemn, if there was only a ghost burial coffin, then he still had a trace of certainty, now that there was a bloody level spirit tree, he was ready to catch his brother and run away at any time.

It's just that the Soul Tree is as if he didn't see Zhou Fan, and those shadows are just laughing and circling around the Soul Tree, so fast that they can only see vague shadows.

The six-hoofed black beast of the ghost coffin kicked its legs, but it was still staring straight ahead, and now in front of it was the geist tree.

Zhou Fan didn't move easily, the ruler path was a joke for blood-level monsters, they wouldn't rush over because they hated the smell of the ruler black sun stone.

But now the situation is unknown, Zhou Fan is tense, he faintly feels that something is wrong, the Soul Tree does not seem to be here for him, but for the ghost burial coffin.

Of the three, only the shadows of the Spirit Tree were laughing.

But then there was a unique sound in the darkness in the distance, like the sizzling sound of something thrown into a pan of oil and fried.

Something else is coming.