The desert is boundless, and there are countless monsters.

Wang Fan walked alone in the desert, still so lonely and desolate.

It's just that compared to before, he no longer has that kind of irritability.

Along with the constant fighting, monster beasts died in Wang Fan's hands. Finally, after another month passed, the two saw a huge ancient castle.

It is better to say that it is a city, because the size of the ancient castle is beyond Wang Fan's imagination.

The old castle looks a bit dilapidated, but it is full of desolation and loneliness that has been washed by the years.

The ruins were broken, and the gravel was sinking.

"Sister Baiyi, this is the place of opportunity you said? Is there really a chance for such a broken place?"

Looking at the ancient castle in front of him, Wang Fan couldn't help but ask Yin Baiyi in his heart.

Because this ancient castle does not look like a place of chance, but it gives people an extremely strange atmosphere.

Wang Fan's mental power swept out, but he could only see the outer wall of the ancient castle, but he couldn't see the inside at all.

As for the monks, there is no one, let alone a monk. Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there is not even a single monster, which makes Wang Fan feel extremely strange.

It stands to reason that there are always monks or monsters entrenched in the treasured land of opportunity.

Even if no one is entrenched, there are bound to be countless people who come to seek opportunities.

However, the place was so uninhabited that there was nothing to see at all.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that on the ruined walls of the castle, Wang Fan can vaguely see some ancient and repeated formation runes.

Those formation runes exude some strange aura, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

It can be said that if Wang Fan hadn't possessed the mixed pattern Dao Mark, he would not have noticed the strange aura released by the broken rune.

Wang Fan's voice fell, and a white shadow instantly appeared and fell on Wang Fan's side.

It is Yin Baiyi.

Yin Baiyi also looked at the ancient castle in front of him with a solemn expression, and his expression was a little dignified.

"I feel that something is wrong here, and it seems a little abnormal. However, since the ancient map said that this is the place of chance, it should be true. It's just that this place is dangerous, if you go in, even if it is me, there is no absolute Grab it or get out.”

Yin Baiyi's expression was extremely solemn, and it was obvious that she also felt something was wrong.

When Wang Fan heard this, he became even more solemn.

But there were some doubts in her heart.

Gutu?

What ancient map?

Isn't that the map given by the black-clothed boss? Could it be an ancient map?

However, Wang Fan had doubts in his heart, but he did not ask much.

Yin Baiyi didn't explain Gu Tu's matter, but said, "Whether you want to go in or not, it's up to you, I'll listen to you."

She is now relying on Wang Fan to save herself, so everything is dominated by Wang Fan.

Hearing this, Wang Fan pondered slightly, and then gritted his teeth: "Everyone has come, so of course you have to go in and take a look, otherwise, it would be too unwilling."

Saying that, Wang Fan didn't hesitate, he just dodged and ran towards the castle.

Seeing this, Yin Baiyi didn't say anything, and instantly turned into a white light and disappeared on Wang Fan's wrist.

Wang Fan quickly approached the old castle. The closer he got, the stronger the uncomfortable feeling.

Even Wang Fan felt a little flustered.

This ancient castle doesn't really look like a good place. Instead, it looks like a place where the devil is entrenched, and it acts as an evil and heart-pounding aura.

He used his mental power to attach to the broken city wall again, and the mixed pattern dao marks were attached to it. Soon, the strange energy aura was more clearly perceived.

"These things seem to have corrosive power and a hint of evil darkness. What is this?"

Wang Fan murmured in his heart, and then he stepped out and approached the castle cautiously.

He didn't jump in directly, but walked to the city gate.

However, the city gate at this time has been completely turned into rubble, and there are only two walls on both sides.

Just looking at the height of the wall, it is not difficult to guess that this ancient castle must have been extremely luxurious countless years ago. Maybe even at that time, it was still a place where a great power was entrenched.

Of course, these things are just Wang Fan's guesses. After all, even people like Yin Baiyi don't know the origin of this ancient castle and seem to have never heard of it.

Obviously, the history of the existence of this ancient castle is indeed quite long.

Wang Fan quickly approached the city gate and walked in.

Just as he stepped in, a mysterious and unpredictable aura suddenly poured into his body, Wang Fan was startled, and immediately planned to use the mixed pattern Dao Mark to expel it.

However, at this moment, an invisible force like a sharp arrow pierced into his mind instantly.

Wang Fan did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly mobilized the mixed pattern Dao Mark, and blasted towards the mysterious power.

With a bang, a dull voice seemed to come from Wang Fan's mind.

The next moment, Wang Fan felt that his body became lighter.

After he recovered, the man had already entered the castle, and the previous power had completely disappeared without a trace.

"What kind of power is that, and why does it feel so weird? What exactly is this place, and why does it feel so dangerous to me?"

Wang Fan murmured in his heart, and while stepping forward, he looked around.

He found that in it, his mental power was almost completely suppressed.

Even if it is attached to the mixed pattern dao marks, it is impossible to sweep 100 meters.

Of course, Wang Fan had seen this situation a lot, so he didn't care much at all.

"Da da da."

The sound of footsteps sounded, Wang Fan was startled, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

Soon, I saw a group of people walking out of the dense black fog in front of me.

Those people are all enveloped in endless black qi, and that black qi is definitely not demonic qi, but more like the aura of evil spirits.

The eyes of those people are also incomparably empty, and they have obviously lost their minds.

However, their bodies were well preserved and had no wounds at all.

Rao is that Wang Fan has experienced too many things, and he is well-informed. At this time, looking at these strange monks, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

This is a puppet? Was it directly defeated by the soul, and then died?

"Broken Soul Castle, don't look back, as soon as you enter the Broken Soul, you will fall into the nine secluded places."

At this moment, a long and cold voice came into Wang Fan's ears. He clearly didn't see those people talking, but he heard their voices.

Wang Fan was sure that those voices came from those people.

For a while, he only felt his scalp numb and his hair horrified.

The disappearance of the soul is already equivalent to the walking dead, the spiritual power is simply unusable, and the sound transmission is even more impossible.

In this case, how did those people make their voices and be heard by him?

"Fuck, what the **** is this place?"

At this moment, even Wang Fan couldn't help but utter foul language.

It's just so weird.

Rao, the Holy Emperor, felt a strong sense of strangeness and fear.