Zhang Fan watched as a stream of blood dripped onto the bridge board, and the bridge board made a crisp sound after the blood hit it.
This blood was just like the blood that Li Fuyun had spread on it a few days ago, without any sign of splashing. After falling on the bridge, the blood was quickly absorbed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a few breaths, the blood was
Completely disappeared on the suspension bridge.
However, what is different from last time is that the suspension bridge has been in a very stable state both during and after the blood is absorbed. When Li Fuyun spilled blood last time, the suspension bridge was like a swimming dragon.
Trembling violently.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Fan couldn't help but scratch his head and subconsciously muttered to himself: "There is no movement?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Village Chief Yao was stunned for a moment, then approached Zhang Fan and said, "Mr. Zhang, how about I drip some more blood on the suspension bridge?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Village Chief Yao, then at the suspension bridge, and said solemnly: "I don't think this has anything to do with the amount of blood."
"Mr. Zhang, what should we do next?" Village Chief Yao asked.
"There is no response from the suspension bridge now. It is very likely that your blood did not have any effect." Zhang Fan said. However, if Zhang Fan left just like that, Zhang Fan would still be unwilling to do so. What if the blood had an effect?
?
"Well, let me go up to the suspension bridge and verify whether it works." Zhang Fan continued.
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Village Chief Yao warned, "Mr. Zhang, since you have decided, I won't stop you, but you must be careful."
"I know, don't worry." Zhang Fan looked deep into the tomb passage and nodded slightly.
The next moment, Village Chief Yao took the initiative to make way for Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan walked to the suspension bridge. The distance between it and the suspension bridge was only two or three centimeters.
Zhang Fan licked his lips, then raised his legs to step onto the suspension bridge.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Village Chief Yao couldn't help but become nervous.
When Zhang Fan placed his feet above the suspension bridge, there was a soft "buzz" sound from the suspension bridge, and then, the suspension bridge shook slightly, but the shaking was not severe.
Except for Village Chief Yao, whenever there is a living creature above the suspension bridge, sharp scales will fly out from the depths of the tomb passage, but this time there were no sharp scales flying out.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan felt slightly happy, and then he and Village Chief Yao looked at each other.
Village Chief Yao's eyes were also full of expectation.
I saw that Zhang Fan's feet continued to fall slowly. During the fall, Zhang Fan's eyes stared at the depths of the tomb passage with great vigilance, fearing that the scales would fly out from the depths of the tomb passage.
After a few breaths, Zhang Fan's feet finally landed on the suspension bridge.
The moment Zhang Fan's corner was on the suspension bridge, a soft "buzz" sound came from the suspension bridge again. At the same time, Zhang Fan clearly felt a powerful telepathy gathering in his direction. However,
This mental power did not attack Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan decided to cross the suspension bridge with the mentality of giving it a try, or to make up for the unwillingness in his heart. In his opinion, the probability of success was no more than 10%, but he did not expect that it would happen now.
Zhang Fan couldn't help but have a look on his face.
The color of excitement.
"I didn't expect that my blood would actually be useful!" Village Chief Yao said with some surprise on his face.
Zhang Fan glanced at Village Chief Yao again. After taking a long breath, he raised his other foot and slowly landed on the second fast bridge board. The entire suspension bridge trembled again, and Zhang Fan felt surrounded by
The power of thought around him also increased, and the power of thought wrapped around him became tighter.
Then, Zhang Fan took the third and fourth steps. Every time Zhang Fan took a step, the suspension bridge would tremble slightly, and more and more telepathy would gather around him, although this telepathy would not attack him.
Sex, but it brought a huge pressure to his soul.
Village Chief Yao, who was standing by the bridge, watched with joy as Zhang Fan advanced step by step on the suspension bridge. From beginning to end, Village Chief Yao felt that he or the entire village owed Zhang Fan, and he was very willing to help Zhang Fan.
Do something, and now, his wish has come true.
When Zhang Fan took 50 steps and stepped onto the 50th board, Zhang Fan already had a nauseating feeling. That was because the pressure brought by his telepathy was too great. However, this telepathy still had a strong impact on him.
Not the slightest bit aggressive.
Although Zhang Fan felt nauseous, it wasn't that he couldn't keep walking. He was halfway through the journey now. Zhang Fan had no reason to give up. He only saw Zhang Fan swallowing hard, and then continued walking towards the depths of the tomb passage.
.
When he reached the 70th board, Zhang Fan couldn't hold it back anymore, and with a "wow" sound, Zhang Fan spurted his dinner out of his mouth.
"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" Village Chief Yao standing by the bridge looked at Zhang Fan and asked with concern on his face. Village Chief Yao didn't know why Zhang Fan was in this situation. He only saw Zhang Fan's look like this.
A weak state.
Zhang Fan vomited a few mouthfuls, looked back at Village Chief Yao, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I just feel a little upset in my stomach. Just wait for me by the bridge."
"Mr. Zhang, you must be careful!" Village Chief Yao warned again.
"Got it!" Zhang Fan responded.
Zhang Fan once again cast his gaze deep into the tomb passage, with determination in his eyes. No matter what, he would cross the suspension bridge today.
After Zhang Fan took a deep breath, he continued to walk steadily towards the depths of the tomb passage.
Due to the great pressure caused by the power of thought on the soul, Zhang Fan moved forward very slowly. It took Zhang Fan a full 10 minutes to reach the 80th bridge, followed by another 15 minutes.
It took Zhang Fan half an hour to reach the 90th bridge board. The last 10 blocks took Zhang Fan half an hour.
The moment Zhang Fan stepped off the suspension bridge, he felt that his whole body suddenly relaxed, and then he fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
Although the thought power around the suspension bridge is not aggressive, this squeezing feeling on the soul does exist. If Zhang Fan hadn't entered the second realm and the strength of his soul had not been enhanced, he would not have been able to do so.
Able to cross the suspension bridge.
The endurance of an ordinary person's soul is estimated to be only as high as the 10th bridge. If you go further down, the soul may collapse.
Zhang Fan rested for five minutes, and the fatigue caused by the powerful telekinesis completely disappeared. Zhang Fan stood up, stretched his muscles, and looked around cautiously.