Zhuo Bufan carefully picked up the black sickle and suddenly felt an evil aura penetrate into his body.

In the void, a black mist suddenly entered Zhuo Bufan's spiritual consciousness. In the void's spiritual consciousness, a blood-red knife was suspended in the air. When black mist surged in, the blood-red knife immediately turned into a red line.

The red line slashed through the void with a whoosh and pierced into the black fog, instantly defeating the black fog. Then the blood-red knife began to slowly absorb the messy black fog and convert the energy in it into its own.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan, who was standing in the secret room, had a trace of clearness flashed in his eyes, and some cold sweat had already soaked in his forehead.

"It was so dangerous just now that I was almost controlled by the black fog."

Zhuo Bufan said in surprise.

The black sickle also carries another powerful willpower. If it weren't for the solidification of his spiritual consciousness and he had practiced the ancient magic tricks, his spiritual consciousness would be extremely powerful, if an ordinary person had probably been directly controlled by the spiritual consciousness on the sickle.

"What the hell is this?" Zhuo Bufan looked at it carefully with a black sickle. When he stroked his palm, he could feel a coldness and chill from the bottom of his heart.

The Scythe of Death!

Zhuo Bufan reads from the memories in his mind to the classics given to him by Qiao, which records the weapons used by Lucifer, the Scythe of God Death, which reaps the lives of millions of people and builds his own hell, full of evil and horror.

Zhuo Bufan didn't believe in hell, but the Scythe of the God of Death made Zhuo Bufan very interested. If this weapon was Lucifer's weapon, then would this white bone be Lucifer?

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, how could a person like that hide in this place and wait for death?

It is also possible that this bone was a general under Lucifer. After being seriously injured, he came here to recover and died. The two-headed evil dog has been guarding the corpse.

"The material of this God of Death Scythe..." Zhuo Bufan stroked the sickle, felt the power in it, and said in surprise: "It was actually made of 'Black Stone'. This is also an extremely rare refining material in the cultivation world. However, the refining method is too rough and should be at the peak level of treasure weapons. If I were asked to create it, it would definitely be made into a spiritual weapon, which would be a pity."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and sighed, and immediately received the Scythe of Death into the space ring.

The space ring can use the energy on the crystal to open it, but it can only put things in and cannot be taken out.

After doing all this, Zhuo Bufan simply rested in the secret room, intending to wait for the beast to retreat before going out.

Zhuo Bufan took out a few green fruits he had picked from outside and squeaked. After eating, he sat cross-legged in the open space and began to close his eyes and rest.

Yuri and the ancestor of Hongmen should have come in too, but everyone is in different positions, and I don’t know if those two people are dead.

Since I have prepared enough to come to the ancient battlefield ruins, the two old foxes should have prepared for the preparations.

There is no light or clock in the secret room. Zhuo Bufan can only go to the channel entrance every once in a while and judge the time through the gap.

Two days ago, the wild beasts gathered around the dilapidated palace, but every day, many wild beasts left.

Obviously, there is no way to enter through the passage because the passage has been blocked by Zhuo Bufan with stone pillars, and the middle passage is very narrow and the slightly larger beasts cannot travel with him.

By the fifth day, all the beasts had left the palace.

Zhuo Bufan cleaned up and his body was full of energy before he walked out of the secret room, moved the stone pillar blocking the entrance of the passage, and walked out of the passage, leaving only a huge bone left by the two-headed evil dog lying in the sand, obviously having been eaten by the wild beasts.

"Can't stay here anymore."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, immediately left the palace and continued to head towards the center.

Of course, Zhuo Bufan did not walk fast, because various wild beasts often appeared in the desert, and as he walked, the monsters he encountered became stronger and stronger.

Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan prepared some talismans and did not put them in the space ring, and the dagger and Liuye Blade were barely able to deal with it.

"The beasts I encountered along the way are getting stronger and stronger, and the center should be in front of me." Zhuo Bufan nodded secretly.

Along the way, except for the vast desert, there were almost no buildings or trees. If you were not determined, you could easily collapse or lose your way in such an environment.

"rustle!"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly stopped and saw the gravel in front of him swaying. A mouse about the size of an adult's fist came out. His blood-red eyes lingered and then fell on the human body in front of him.

"It's this guy again."

Zhuo Bufan passed by a willow leaf blade and instantly pierced the mouse in front of him. Zhuo Bufan had already encountered several such mice along the way, and he didn't have much combat ability, so he could solve it with just one hand.

Zhuo Bufan walked forward, bent down and took out the willow leaf blade, wiped it with a cloth, and prepared to install it and continue on the road.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's hair stood up and turned his head to see that the boundless desert behind him suddenly trembled like rolling sea water, like layers of sand waves.

"Crack, squeak!"

A large number of fine sounds emanated from the ground. Zhuo Bufan was shocked the next moment. Tens of thousands of mice emerged from the ground, densely packed, forming a sea of ​​mice, making people's scalp numb.

run!

Zhuo Bufan had only this word in his mind, and immediately poured all his strength into his legs and ran forward desperately.

The group of rats behind him was like continuous waves, at least millions. Although the combat power of a mouse was not scary, so many mice would be exhausted even if Zhuo Bufan killed them.

"Flame Talisman!"

While running wildly, Zhuo Bufan didn't even look back and took out all kinds of talismans from his pocket and threw them behind him.

Several flames about a hundred meters long were blocking Zhuo Bufan's back. The rats that were running over were immediately burned to ashes when they encountered the flames, but they could not resist the number of rats, and they had no scruples at all. They continued to rush in, and a large number of mice directly wiped out the flames.

"Ice Soul!"

After a few talismans passed, thousands of rats were frozen into ice sculptures, but for the millions of rats, it was undoubtedly water dripping into the sea and had no effect.

On the contrary, these mice have been angered by Zhuo Bufan and chased them even more crazily.

"If this continues, I will be exhausted sooner or later." Zhuo Bufan frowned secretly.

After all, no matter how fast he is, these mice cannot catch up with him now, but as time goes by, his physical strength will gradually become unable to hold on.

what to do?

Run first.

Zhuo Bufan quickly planned the way to get rid of the rat group. If he could use his magic power, he would fly directly to the sky, and these mice would have no way to deal with him.
Chapter completed!