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Eight hundred and thirty seventh chapter Hongluan star movement

In the coffin.

A powerful stream of consciousness poured in and controlled the bodies of the two people. For this shadow, Chen Fan actually lost control of the shadow. No, it can't be called losing control, but it was temporarily lost. The bodies of the two people were all

Controlled by a powerful desire.

yes**.

"It's over."

On the mountain forest, Chen Fan couldn't help but open his eyes, his face was as white as snow. Li Wanji beside him couldn't help but look over and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"My shadow is out of control." Chen Fan said in a deep voice.

Furthermore, Chen Fan said quickly, "I sensed a powerful consciousness. This powerful consciousness came from countless miles away. I judge that this consciousness belongs to the master of this world."

"A place where evil things are imprisoned."

Chen Fan's expression was extremely solemn. It could actually directly control these blood-colored coffins. Even the ancient woman had miscalculated on this point.

This in turn led to the invasion of Chen Fan and Zi Fenglan, which were directly delivered to each other.

Isn’t it a place of no return?

But that was not what Li Wanji judged. "This ancient world of real people has existed for tens of thousands of years. If there is any consciousness still alive here, it would be terrible."

"Not bad." Chen Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath. Such a living being is probably at the level of a real person, or even more.

Once released, the degree of destruction will definitely be "natural disaster level", that is, it can destroy a planet.

This degree of destruction was even higher than that of one of the four zombies, Drought Demon.

So what does it want to do?

Chen Fan had no idea what a real-life terrifying being wanted to do. From beginning to end, Chen Fan could only watch and wait blankly.

Chen Fan only had a weak connection with his own shadow.

"No, it's **." Chen Fan's face changed when he felt a trace of heat in his dantian. This is still his true body. He could feel a trace of heat here, let alone in a coffin. What would it look like?

Hearing Chen Fan's words, Li Wanji had a strange look on her face. She turned around and saw that Chen Fan looked at her with a trace of desire, but he immediately suppressed it, took it back, sat cross-legged, meditated silently, and suppressed it.

Among the ghost sect.

At the back mountain, a row of people from the Ghost Sect stood silently on both sides of the cliff, with cold faces, looking at the bottom of the cliff. The leader of the Ghost Sect, headed by him, had a stiff face and was waiting here.

There are no lights around, it's like a group of zombies surrounding here, it's very scary.

And in this valley, there is a lot of Yin Qi permeating all year round. To be precise, this is not an ordinary "Yin Qi", but is transformed from the resentment of thousands of pure dead people. It shrouds this valley.

A person who is "obsessed" is one who is invaded by the resentment of the deceased and loses consciousness.

At this time, the massive amount of resentment in the entire valley, which had been stored for countless years, formed a whirlpool and poured in.

And the target is that bloody coffin! Endless resentment pours directly into it.

A steady stream of it poured into this coffin.

In the coffin, Chen Fan was wearing a black cloak, lying motionless on the ground. Zi Fenglan was dressed in black, outlining her slim and moving figure. At that moment, her eyes were blurred, full of lust, and her hands kept pulling.

, the clothes began to fall apart, revealing some snow-white skin.

Her cheeks were extremely hot and shockingly red, and no one could bear the overwhelming desire.

High in the sky, there seemed to be a god's will, watching the two of them coldly.

The red Luan pattern between Zi Fenglan's eyebrows suddenly became more and more attractive. Zi Fenglan's cheeks were all delicately red. Red Luan has always been an ancient lucky bird, representing peach blossoms and the symbol of marriage. Red Luan

Mr. Jifu will only be loyal to one person in his life.

But this time, the pattern of the red Luan became more and more attractive and bright, so tired that it almost dripped with water.

Chen Fan's cloak fell down, revealing an extremely young face. He closed his eyes tightly with a painful look on his face. Looking at it like this, he was still trying to control his mind and not lose control under the invasion of such powerful desires. A look appeared on his face.

Golden spirit.

Although this was just a shadow, it was almost the same as a real person, but soon, both of them lost their minds.

All the clothes on Zi Fenglan's body fell off, revealing a complete body that conquered the world. "I will definitely kill you." Zi Fenglan was trembling all over, covered in pink, and all the tears fell down, and she

He leaned over and kissed her.

...

The terrifying black resentment was pouring into the valley continuously, pouring in from the gaps in the blood-colored coffin, forming a black storm.

Soon, the whole bloody coffin swallowed up all the resentment of the deceased...

In the bloody coffin, nothing was known except for the low, sneering voice of the god-like woman above the void.bdshare();


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