Chapter 1969 A Perfect Misunderstanding

Zhuo Tianhong looked at Xiao Fan strangely, but still chose to believe Xiao Fan and resolutely chose the left road at the three-way intersection.

As soon as he stepped onto this road, there were suddenly more undead skeletons, and Zhuo Tianhong showed excitement in his heart.

The increase in the number of undead skeletons means that he can get more resentment from the gods and undead.

Then, Zhuo Tianhong couldn't help but glance at Xiao Fan from the corner of his eye. He always felt that Xiao Fan was familiar with this area. If he was not familiar with it, he would not be able to find the place with the most undead skeletons and move forward.

And in retrospect, the narrow path they chose just now should have the fewest undead skeletons attacking them.

In other words, Xiao Fan can avoid the undead skeletons here.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Tianhong's worries slowly disappeared. Since Xiao Fan knew this area, he wouldn't push them into the fire pit.

In an instant, Zhuo Tianhong's eight tentacles danced from time to time, like a magical weapon, and countless undead skeletons died in his hands.

As the resentment of those undead skeletons was absorbed by him, traces of scarlet blood appeared all over Zhuo Tianhong's body, which was a manifestation of the resentment being strong to a certain extent.

Xiao Fan followed closely behind Zhuo Tianhong. Seeing Zhuo Tianhong's condition, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "Zhuo Tianhong, can you still bear it?"

"I can bear it." Zhuo Tianhong gritted his teeth, his eyes glowing with scarlet blood, revealing a bloodthirsty ferocity.

After absorbing too much resentment, Zhuo Tianhong contained a kind of terrible hostility, and as the resentment increased, the hostility became more and more terrifying.

Looking from a distance, Zhuo Tianhong's eight tentacles glowed with a faint bloody light, like eight bloody swords.

"Boom!"

One after another, undead skeletons were opened by Zhuo Tianhong, and the sound of explosions was endless. The void was filled with dust, covering the sky and the sun.

As time slowly passed, the blood all over Zhuo Tianhong became scarier, even turning purple and black.

"Master, who is Zhuo Tianhong?" Xiao Tianyang looked at Zhuo Tianhong worriedly, his expression extremely solemn.

At this moment, Zhuo Tianhong contained an explosive power, as if he was about to go crazy at any moment.

If it were another person who had to bear so much resentment by himself, he would have gone crazy long ago, but Zhuo Tianhong was still gritting his teeth and persisting.

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he had been staring at Zhuo Tianhong's condition.

"Young Master, I can still bear it!" Before Xiao Fan could speak, Zhuo Tianhong's voice continued to sound, and his voice was full of ferocity.

"Then continue." Xiao Fan nodded, his expression calm again.

Xiao Tianyang and Jian Luo were about to say something, but were interrupted by Xiao Fan's hand, saying: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Naturally, Xiao Fan would not let anything happen to Zhuo Tianhong. Over the years, without Zhuo Tianhong's help, Xiao Fan's path would not have been so smooth.

At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head and looked forward. Black mist surged in the void, and a terrifying howling sound came, shaking the entire space.

At the end of this avenue, there is a huge tomb, exuding the old and solemn atmosphere of Gu.

"That's it?" Jian Luo frowned, feeling a little creepy all over.

"Look, these undead skeletons are trembling, surrender!" Xiao Tianyang pointed at the monsters around the ancient road and said in horror.

You know, these undead skeletons only have killing instincts and no thinking consciousness. Are they actually afraid?

The only reason why they are afraid is that there is an extremely powerful existence that threatens their instinctive consciousness.

"It seems we have arrived." Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at the tomb.

"Roar~"

At this time, Zhuo Tianhong suddenly roared, his eyes glowed, two beams of blood-colored divine light penetrated the sky, tore the void into pieces, and the entire void was dyed blood-colored.

Then, the blood-colored light around him exploded, instantly transforming into his main body, Zhuoming Tianwei. Eight tentacles roared in the void, disrupting the void, and the sky became completely frantic.

At the same time, Zhuo Tianhong shot towards the huge tomb as if he was desperate, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the dark clouds.

"Zhuo Tianhong!" Jianluo shouted, trying to rush forward to stop Zhuo Tianhong, but Xiao Fan grabbed his shoulder.

"Whatever he wants." Xiao Fan said lightly, and then continued walking along the path.

Fortunately, the undead skeletons around them were all trembling with fear at the moment, crawling on the ground unable to move. Otherwise, Xiao Fan and the others would inevitably have another battle.

"Master, Zhuo Tianhong is crazy. If he encounters a more powerful undead skeleton..." Although Jianluo believed in Xiao Fan, he was still a little worried.

"If you don't go crazy, you won't become a god!" Xiao Fan looked indifferent.

"If you're not a crazy demon, you can't become a god?" Jian Luo murmured to himself, repeating Xiao Fan's words.

Everyone was also puzzled, but they also saw how powerful Zhuo Tianhong was. It was impossible for ordinary undead skeletons to kill him.

What's more, when he is crazy, fighting with the undead skeleton is almost life-threatening. Unless the undead skeleton is in the realm of gods, it is impossible to kill him.

"Master, are you trying to make him crazy on purpose?" Xiao Tianyang's pupils shrank slightly and he looked at Xiao Fan in horror.

Xiao Fan nodded and said with great certainty: "If he doesn't go crazy, it will be impossible for him to break through to the realm of gods. Let's go. There should be a few people waiting for us ahead."

After that, Xiao Fan took steps towards the tomb. The huge tomb seemed to be very close, but Xiao Fan and the others spent half an hour without getting close to the tomb.

Along the way, Jian Luo and Xiao Tianyang have been very curious in their hearts as to who is waiting for them. In addition, it is clear that flying can be done here, why does Xiao Fan still not fly?

Just when everyone was confused, suddenly, there were roars in front of them. It was obvious that someone was fighting, and the collision was very fierce.

Everyone was surprised. Along the way, they didn't see any human figures at all, let alone fighting. The undead skeletons all around were prostrate on the ground. It shouldn't be the undead fighting.

"Is it Zhuo Tianhong?" Jianluo felt a little happy in his heart. Zhuo Tianhong had disappeared for such a long time, so he might have gone on a killing spree here.

However, when they flew several miles away, they showed a hint of disappointment.

In the distance, several figures fell into the eyes of Xiao Fan and the others. Xiao Fan and the others knew the several people headed by them, not only knew them, but also knew them very closely.

What surprised Jianluo and the others was why did these people start fighting here?

"Leng Liujing, you're crazy!" An angry shout came from one of them, a young man in black robes. He thrust out his sword one after another, and kept retreating, exuding an extremely domineering aura.

The person who attacked him crazily was none other than Leng Liujing. Leng Liujing seemed to be determined not to give up until he took his life.

"Crazy? I am just crazy! Leng Tong, if you are unkind to me, don't blame me for being unjust to you!" Leng Liujing said with murderous intent, as if he was crazy.

"How can I be unkind to you? I just got here first and relied on my own ability!" Leng Tong shouted angrily.

Although Leng Tong's strength is good, Leng Liujing's strength is not weaker than him. Under such desperate circumstances, even Leng Tong can't bear it.

"Hmph, you plotted against me in the third level. Isn't it unkind? If you kill thirteen of me, you will have to bury me with thirteen others." Leng Liujing roared.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan, who had just arrived from afar, couldn't help but show a strange look, and thought to himself: "The people who died in the Yin Killing Formation before were not from Leng Liujing, right?"

After a pause, Xiao Fan suddenly grinned and said, "What a perfect misunderstanding."