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"It seems that I still need to work hard to prove myself. Since Emperor Dark is not here, then kill the Ghost King first!"

Zhao Fan's energy was swelling, and he looked at the Ghost King calmly, and said lightly with great ease.

No matter how warm and peaceful the Ghost King's smile is, the hostile relationship between them has long been confirmed. If you continue to talk nonsense, it will only waste time.

Feeling the aura of Zhao Fan, the eyes of the people in ancient costumes in the distance narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent in their eyes seemed to be stronger. All the psychics around them sneered and naturally retreated to a plate.

The smile on the Ghost King's face remained unchanged, and he took a casual step back, and the ice and snow covered on the ground suddenly exploded.

A very cold aura instantly enveloped Zhao Fan. The biting chill almost instantly made his blood stop flowing, and his whole body became extremely stiff.

Under the ice and snow, there is a huge black stone, which is carved with countless deep grooves, which looks extremely complex. Behind each other, a huge hexagram pattern with a diameter of nearly three meters is formed.

There was a dark red viscous liquid flowing slowly in the groove, and the unpleasant fishy smell evaporated as the ice and snow exploded, making people sick.

A faint black smoke appeared inexplicably and condensed. The clear sky, which was originally cloudless, looked much dim now.

"It's really a perfect solution!"

Zhao Fan whispered in his heart slightly.

The position he was standing was at the center of the hexagram.

There is no such coincidence in the world. The only explanation is that the Ghost King used his magical powers, and all Zhao Fan's reactions after he arrived here were calculated to be correct.

"It seems that I will definitely die. Before I die, I was a little confused. I wonder if Lord Ghost King can help me unlock it?"

The degree of operation of the nameless martial arts became extremely slow, but it still did not stop. Every time it was running, the cold feeling on his body would be calmer. Zhao Fan felt a little convinced, and raised his eyes and looked at the Ghost King and asked calmly.

"Mr. Anusbi, you don't have to delay time. It took me a lot of money to find the opportunity to kill you in such a single time. How could I be deceived by your childish means?"

The smile on the Ghost King's face was still so sunny, as if he was not talking about murder, but about discussing what he wanted to eat at night.

Soon, his expression became solemn, and a strange syllable that made Zhao Fan feel familiar with him appeared in his mouth. He opened his hands and raised them over his head. After spreading his fingers, he shook at a unique rhythm, as if he was performing some kind of ancient ritual.

"Black witchcraft?"

Zhao Fan's eyes fell on the Ghost King again, and he was a little surprised.

There are many legends about black witchcraft, but rumors about this method are all stuck on the African land. The ghost king in front of him is obviously a white European man, but he has mastered this method, and it seems that he is several levels higher than the Babru he met in the capital before.

The dark red liquid in the hexagram pattern under her feet flowed faster, and the cold breath drilled into the pores faster, as if she wanted to completely freeze Zhao Fan.

The black smoke surrounding his body was gradually becoming richer, and various forms appeared vaguely. Although I still couldn't see clearly what it was, Zhao Fan probably should be similar to the things that Bablu made at that time.

The nameless martial art that had been running several times had already accelerated a little, but with these changes, it became slower again. The numb feeling first appeared on Zhao Fan's limbs, and then spread toward his body torso in a very fast manner.

Zhao Fan's face finally became solemn. This extreme coldness was from the inside that it was really possible to freeze him into a human-shaped ice cube.

"Mr. Anusbi, I have mastered your weaknesses! Give up resistance, so you can die more comfortably!"

The Ghost King looked a little tired on his face, and his calm expression changed a little at this time. He seemed a little excited, and he looked at Zhao Fan with bright eyes and said.

"Brother, are there any friendly tips? It seems that I'm having a big time again!"

Zhao Fan exchanged a voice at the system manager and asked with some anticipation.

"Diet because of talking too much, there is no solution!"

The system manager was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"What?"

The purpose of Zhao Fan's inquiry was actually to know if he could block the cold if he washed some more. He finally felt a little panicked when he heard the system manager say this.

I really died because I talked too much. I obviously came to kill people, so I had to stand here and talk nonsense to them.

If you do it directly, even if the arrangements of the Ghost King will take effect, you will not stand foolishly in the center of the hexagram pattern, and the chance of being plotted against will be reduced by at least half.

"What's there to panic? Although he has caused you to lose your ability to move now, aren't you dead yet?"

The system manager felt Zhao Fan's emotions and said again unhappily.

Zhao Fan felt a little moved and smiled with a little self-deprecating smile.

This extreme low temperature did make him feel very uncomfortable, but although the nameless martial arts operated much slower than usual, it had not stopped operating yet. When he felt the numbness of the torso position, it was blocked by the warm force in his body and could not spread.

With his defense, if he can only do this, he will not be able to kill him.

With his defense, even if all the people in front of him take action, it will not have any effect except that they can provide him with some experience points.

"It's true that he is Lord Anusbi!"

"Fortunately, I have prepared a big gift for you!"

As time went by, two minutes later, the Ghost King also saw that this method could not kill Zhao Fan. He shook his head and smiled softly. The strange spell in his mouth sounded again, and the black smoke surrounding Zhao Fan became richer at a faster rate.

Loomingly, countless dark figures began to surging and roll around Zhao Fan's body. Sometimes it was blurry and sometimes it was obvious. I don't know how many of them were, like ghosts.

When these inexplicable things appeared, the Ghost King yelled lightly, and stretched out a finger and pointed it at Zhao Fan's eyebrows.

Then, Zhao Fan saw an extremely clear black figure suddenly appear in front of him, and even the extremely ferocious and cruel look on the figure's face.

Just as he was confused, the figure suddenly rushed towards the center of his eyebrows, and it kept shrinking as it approached, as if it was about to drill into his eyebrows directly.

"I'll go, what's this?"

Zhao Fan was really shocked. Is this a ghost during the day?

But he couldn't move now. Even if he could move, he didn't know how to avoid this ghost thing. He could only watch the thing touch his forehead and then crawl in.

"There is now soul energy with negative emotions. It can be used after the system is purified. Use it to increase the experience value by 100,000 points. Is it used?"

Just when he thought he was going to make his mind a ball of mud by this thing, the system prompted sound suddenly rang in his mind like a natural sound.

The sadness on his face instantly turned into a surprise, and he reacted almost at 0:1 second, and he almost shouted in his mind to confirm.

The feeling of swelling and pain in the head disappeared in an instant. Although it was impossible to see it, Zhao Fan knew that the ghost thing he had just gotten into had been silently turned into a hundred thousand experience value by the system.

At the moment when this thing disappeared, Zhao Fan obviously saw that the Ghost King's spirit was a little depressed. Although the expression on his face seemed calm, a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

His eyes fell straight on Zhao Fan's face, as if he wanted to see something.

There are still many of these things, one is a 100,000 experience value!

Zhao Fan had already reacted in the blink of an eye and quickly closed his eyes and looked painful, as if he could send him back to the west with just one more force.

In fact, his behavior was a bit unnecessary. This thing was manipulated by the Ghost King. How could he not feel that this thing had disappeared? Unless he had really died, no matter how he performed, it would be useless.

"No, he will definitely die here!"

The Ghost King murmured to himself, as if he was cheering himself up, and his fingers pointed at Zhao Fan's brows a few times again.

My fingers trembled slightly!

“Now with…”

“Use, use!”

As soon as the system prompt sound appeared, Zhao Fan couldn't wait to make a confirmation.

The 300,000 experience value was instantly received, and the feeling that was not obvious just now was truly confirmed by him.

This feeling is really impossible to describe in words. It should be that the mind seems to be more clearer than before, and the thinking is clearer.

"After using the power of the soul, the increase of mental power is the power. If this power is strong to a certain extent, it can even hurt people's minds. But just this point in front of you should make you smarter!"

The system manager seemed to sigh at Zhao Fan's good luck and said casually.

"Haha, even if you only convert hundreds of thousands of experience values, you will make a big profit. With this effect, you will be a big profit!"

Zhao Fan burst into laughter in his heart, waiting with anticipation for the Ghost King to continue to give him experience.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any movement from the Ghost King. With his eyes closed, he took a look with the Explosion technique. Then he realized that the Ghost King was standing in place at this moment, his fingers were constantly moving in the air, and his face was filled with terror.

In just a short time, this handsome middle-aged man seemed to have suddenly become decades older. His face was gray, his smooth skin had become loose, and countless fine wrinkles appeared strangely at the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Fan, who was so happy that he was a little lost, felt that the operation of the nameless martial arts was much smoother than before. The degree of speed was getting faster and faster, and the warm power gradually spread throughout his body, and his stiff hands and feet gradually recovered their feelings, and they could move slightly.

After all, experience value is not as important as life. After seeing these techniques of urging with all his strength without any hesitation, he was able to restore his ability to move.

The Ghost King's move fingers suddenly paused in the air, and then spit out a mouthful of red blood.

Amid the screams of the psychics around, he kept regressing, and muttered to himself in horror, "Impossible, what's going on? He should obviously die here!"

Zhao Fan looked at the man in a little surprised. Although he didn't understand what happened, he also knew that this man's methods should be unable to do anything to him.

Looking at the dark shadows surging around him, he reached out and touched him with a try attitude.

"now……"

Hearing the system prompt sounded again, Zhao Fan's heartbeat suddenly increased, and he reached out his hand like crazy and scratched the black shadows with his teeth and claws.

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