Everyone took their positions, Ding Fan released the aura of strangers and then restrained it.
However, at this moment, Ding Fan fell directly to the ground. His body seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms, and every part of him was crushed into dust.
Thanks to Witten's help, it's hard to say that Ding Fan won't die here.
"Brother Fan, get up quickly, there's something going on over there!" Witten urged.
Ding Fan gritted his teeth and stood up, rushing into the passage pointed by Witten without hesitation.
ah!
There was another sharp pain in his chest. Ding Fan staggered and almost fell down again.
Or it was because Ding Fan was responsible for all the tensions among the three.
Running wildly along the passage in my memory, with the clear sound of "dong dong", two mandrills have already arrived!
If you really look at it, you will find that the mandrill is actually not small. It is two meters tall. It has gray velvet hair all over its body. It has facial features, but none of its proportions are harmonious, and it looks very uncomfortable.
One leg, heel facing backward.
At this moment, the two mandrills were walking side by side, their steps staggered, and they looked like two-headed monsters.
Seeing Ding Fan, the mandrills stopped and looked around blankly. It was obvious that they just regarded Ding Fan as an ordinary ghost.
"Brother Fan, run quickly." Witten said the most cowardly words in the smallest voice.
Without hesitation, Ding Fan ducked past, and the mandrill turned back blankly.
Huh?
Under normal circumstances, wouldn't spirit ghosts choose to actively trigger the phantom array when encountering themselves?
Chase!
Suddenly, two mandrills came to the front. One of them jumped into the air, and its one leg suddenly grew longer, as if a strange tail was sweeping towards it.
Ding Fan used all his strength to bounce up, but before he could fall, another mandrill screamed. Ding Fan's mind was shaken, his body became unstable, and he stumbled in the air before he reluctantly fell down.
It can be said that attracting mandrills is the last resort, and escaping is the only strategy.
Ding Fan ran away, but he couldn't outrun the mandrills. In the blink of an eye, he was overtaken by them again.
The two long legs above and below were entangled into a net. Ding Fan lucked his right palm, and with a bang, the long legs were bounced away, but Ding Fan was thrown out. Wei Teng quickly took action and did not touch the phantom array.
Then, run again!
The mandrill was smart and discovered that this spirit ghost was actually a slower sprinter, so he caught up again without any hurry.
Again and again, Witten warned, "Brother Fan, no matter what happens, don't look back, just run!"
Whoosh!
The phantom of the gryphon appears!
The golden wings spread out and can even penetrate the illusion array, and a pair of shining steel claws seem to be able to tear everything apart.
The mandrill was stunned and looked up at this huge creature.
Ancient mythical beast!
The mandrill was so frightened that he turned around and ran away wherever he dared to pursue him.
call!
Witten breathed a long sigh of relief and took back his shadow.
Leng Ling'er praised, "Brother Wei, is that your true self? You're so majestic!"
"Oh, I think back then, these two things were not enough for me to pinch with one paw, so now I can only bluff." Witten sighed.
Ding Fan didn't care to speak and ran forward as hard as he could. Who knew if the mandrill would come after him again?
Sure enough, here we go again!
The mythical beast did not attack, and there were strangers entering the phantom formation. It was the mandrill's duty, and more than a dozen of them came at once!
After following Ding Fan for a while, one of them got brave enough to attack again.
As a last resort, Witten appeared again, bluffing the dozen guys into being stunned on the spot.
"It's over, they didn't run away this time." Witten regretted.
Ding Fan's heart skipped a beat. If this continued, they might soon try a new attack.
"Xiaofan, how long is the way?" Leng Ling'er was also anxious.
"At least a quarter." Ding Fan said.
"Brother Wei, what should I do?" Leng Ling'er asked again.
"What else can I do? If it doesn't work, let's die together."
Witten had no choice but to protect Ding Fan from the shadow and rush forward.
I ran with no distractions, the end of the maze was very close.
However, there are more and more mandrills following Ding Fan. According to Leng Ling'er's statistics, there are sixty-three!
Moreover, this number is still rising!
In other words, most of the mandrills in Zhiyin Mountain are concentrated here. Once caught by them, their souls will be torn into pieces without leaving any trace.
The mandrills never paid much attention to a ghost ghost. What they paid close attention to was still the huge creature with its teeth and claws.
After watching for a long time, I also found a pattern. The mythical beast did not attack at all, and could not even feel its sacred pressure?
Could it be said that it was just a false shot?
One of the mandrills was smart enough to point this out, and he was immediately recognized by the rest of his companions. Most of them were like this, just fake!
"Brother Fan, the secret is about to be revealed! How long will it take?" Witten also panicked.
"I'm running as hard as I can! Give me a little more time!" Ding Fan looked solemn.
"I'm afraid, there's no time!"
Because, there is already a mandrill staring at the steel claw on the left side of the gryphon, which is the closest thing to them.
Suddenly, a mandrill rose into the air, one foot as sharp as a steel cable, and its target was exactly that paw.
Witten sighed, feeling that the face of the mythical beast would be completely disgraced by him.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and the mandrill's feet were bounced away, and it rolled to the ground for more than a dozen times before stopping.
The mandrills all showed expressions of astonishment, and one of them turned around and ran away. Soon, with noisy footsteps, all the mandrills ran away.
The one who took action was of course Leng Linger!
"Haha, Ling'er, our cooperation this time is perfect!" Witten happily said.
"Fortunately, it's just a test, otherwise I wouldn't be able to catch it." Leng Ling'er couldn't laugh, she was scared to death.
With successful experience, Wei Teng's phantom became more and more arrogant, transforming into a more ferocious image, until Ding Fan broke out of the soul-stealing magic array and collapsed on a plain on the mountain!
I was panting, my body felt hollow, but I couldn't even raise my hands.
"Brother Fan, don't move. Ling'er, help Brother Fan adjust his breath quickly." Wei Teng said hurriedly.
Leng Ling'er did as he was told, and after some soul-crushing pain, Ding Fan directly advanced to a third-level spirit ghost!
Leng Ling'er cried with joy, her almost colorless tears kept rolling down, turning into a faint breath and disappearing on the plain.
"Ling'er, congratulations." Ding Fan stood up with a smile.
Only then did Leng Ling'er realize that she was still a level six spirit ghost!
"Hahaha, I've advanced!" Leng Ling'er was ecstatically overjoyed. All the bad emotions surrounding the Soul Seizing Magic Array were wiped away. This trip was well worth it.
Only the Witten is sour and has no progress at all.
The air here is gray, but after experiencing the phantom formation, it feels like I'm in a brightly lit place, not to mention how refreshing it is.
The plain is endless as far as the eye can see, and there is no risk. The soft land under your feet is covered with dark green grass and seems to be a little warm.
Leng Ling'er also appeared and walked side by side with Ding Fan, laughing and joking until they found another road sign.
Ding Fan stopped in front of him. There was no need to record it. He just read it a few times and it stayed in his mind.
Ring ring ring!
When the alarm clock rings, Ding Fan wakes up from his dream!
But found that the place where he appeared was not Fuyunju, but a strange place, like an office?
"who?!"
Equally astonished was another person in the room.