Uncle is so fierce

The No. 11th floor of the Tomb of the Demon God is as far as the eye can see, like a gray-black ocean.

It's just that this ocean is formed by the monster liquid condensed by the monster power. If ordinary monks step in it, after a few deep breaths, their own spiritual power will be exhausted and then swallowed by the monster power.

Except for the stone cave behind him, Su Fan couldn't even tell the direction.

"Ku Jue, how do you think we should go?"

Su Fan on the eleventh floor hadn't been here before, so he didn't have a clue for a while, so he asked for his opinion on Ku Jue.

After a moment of contemplation, Ku Jue shook his head, with a little helplessness on his face.

"Senior Su, I'm really sorry, these monstrous rains can actually interfere with my Buddha Eye's detection. This place is not easy. I don't know the specific direction."

Seeing that there was no way out of the bitter formula, Su Fan's face became ugly.

Consciously or unintentionally, he glanced at Xiao Jixiang. Seeing that she had nothing to say, Su Fan didn't bother to ask.

"I can only take one step at a time, pick a direction, let's go."

Now I can only break the jar, let's move forward bravely.

Just when everyone was about to go on the road, Mie, who hardly spoke actively along the way, suddenly spoke.

"The master knows something"

Mie pointed to the frontless spear in Xiao Jixiang's hand, and said intermittently.

"Ok?"

Su Fan was slightly taken aback, glanced at Mie, and then at Xiao Jixiang.

"Xiao Jixiang, can you feel something?"

Little Jixiang shook his head in a daze.

"Uncle, I don't feel anything."

no feelings?What is Mie talking about, the master's stuff knows?

Seeing Xiao Jixiang's reaction, Mie on the side was a little anxious. He came to Xiao Jixiang's side and pointed at the frontless spear.

"Thriller Instinct"

Although Mie spoke intermittently this time, his enunciation was very clear, and everyone could hear him clearly.

"Thriller instinct?"

Su Fan repeated these four words, then looked at Mie.

"The name of this gun is Thrilling Instinct?"

Mie nodded, and replied, "Yes, I remember."

"You said this gun, that is, trembling instinct, knows how to take the next step?"

Mie nodded again.

"Power Injection"

Su Fan's gaze turned to Xiao Jixiang again.

"Little Jixiang, try injecting your spiritual power into this gun."

Little Jixiang didn't hesitate, holding the trembling instinct with both hands, and slowly injecting his own spiritual power.

With the sound of "嗡", the trembling instinct in Xiao Jixiang's hand jumped suddenly, and her face changed accordingly.

The hands that were in contact with the trembling instinct quickly began to change color, and the fingertips and palms turned into pure black in an instant, which was extremely weird.

It was as if the black on the gun body had eroded Xiao Jixiang's flesh and gradually spread.

Soon, lines appeared on Xiao Jixiang's black skin, a bit like the pattern Ji Yunxi carved for himself, but not all of them.

There was a weird aura exuding from the lines, which Su Fan had never seen before. It felt like a kind of magic pattern, but it wasn't exactly it.

Coming to Xiao Jixiang's side, Su Fan gently rolled up her sleeves, only to realize that Xiao Jixiang's two arms had completely turned into this pure black.

It can be seen through the collar that the black magic pattern spread to Xiao Jixiang's neck, and then stopped.

Little Jixiang had these changes, but his trembling instinct remained unchanged, it was still just a dark spear.

"Is this semi-demonization? Little Jixiang, how do you feel?"

This was the first time Su Fan saw Xiao Jixiang's half-demonized appearance. He was not there for the previous few transformations of Xiao Jixiang, and he just listened to what other people told later.

Su Fan's attention was always on Xiao Jixiang's situation. Once she had any problems, he would find a way to deal with them at the first moment.

"I'm fine, uncle."

Xiao Jixiang's voice became a little cold, not as lively as before, she looked at the trembling instinct in her hands expressionlessly, and continued.

"Uncle, I seem to know how to go, he has already told me."

After Xiao Jixiang said this, his body trembled slightly, the blackness and magic lines on his body faded like a tide, and his whole temperament changed again, no longer that cold feeling.

Looking at Xiao Jixiang who was panting slightly, Su Fan patted her on the back lightly and asked.

"how do you feel?"

"I'm fine, uncle."

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xiao Jixiang explained: "Uncle Shi, my previous semi-demonization was beyond my control. Every time I performed it on my own when I was extremely angry, I couldn't do it like I just did. Half-demonized arms."

"It seems that trembling instinct can help you control the power of semi-demonization."

Su Fan's eyes turned to trembling instinct, his eyes were full of thoughts.

"What did your trembling instinct tell you?"

Xiao Jixiang stretched out his hand, pointed to the southeast direction, and said.

"He told me that the way to the next floor is here, and"

"What else?"

Su Fan was a little curious.

"A shudder tells me he's not whole."

Xiao Jixiang stretched out his hand, gently rubbing the trembling instinct, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"He also said that he has been waiting for me for a long time"

"Not complete? That should be the tip of the gun. A gun, without the tip, has no soul. Could it be that the tip of the gun is in the tomb of the demon god?"

This time, it was not Xiao Jixiang who answered Su Fan's question, but Mie.

"Not here!"

Su Fan was stunned for a moment, at first he thought Xiao Jixiang had changed his voice, but he didn't expect that the person who answered him was Mie.

"How do you know you're not here?"

"It's just not there!"

Mie Xiang's eyes, which had always been Gujing Wubo, were filled with anxiety at this moment.

Su Fan was a little concerned about Mie's situation, so he deliberately emphasized his tone, and at the same time signaled that Ku Jue was ready to suppress it at any time.

"Not in the Tomb of the Demon God? Where is it? Do you know?"

"I"

Mie just wanted to answer Su Fan's question, his face turned pale, he hugged his head suddenly, and there was a painful roar.

"I don't know, but what I do know is that the incomplete part of the trembling instinct is not in the Demon God Tomb."

Seeing that Baotou fell into the excruciating pain, Xiao Jixiang couldn't bear it, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Uncle, don't force him, Mie seems to have forgotten a lot of things."

As soon as Xiao Jixiang finished speaking, Mie hugged his head and began to talk to himself in pain.

"I know it's not here, but I don't know where it is, I remember what I remember"

"Where is it? Why can't I remember, Master"

"Why can't I remember"

Originally, Su Fan wanted to use his trembling instinct to ask more about the situation of the previous master, but now it seems that there is no way to do it for the time being.

The stimulation of Mie Shou seemed not small, and he held his head in pain for a long time before slowly recovering from the comfort of Xiao Jixiang.

After recovering, Mie became even more silent, except for Xiao Jixiang, the voices of other people seemed to be inaudible, and they would not respond in any way.

Su Fan didn't know how to solve Mie's problem for the time being, so he could only ask Xiao Jixiang to take care of Mie and guide everyone in the direction.

A group of people walked slowly on the water, and fortunately they encountered a bitter trick, otherwise Su Fan really didn't know how to protect Shen Yuan and Hu Jinwan in this monstrous rain.

The area of ​​the No.11 floor of the Demon God's Tomb is unknown. Everyone walked for at least half a day, but they still didn't reach the end. They didn't even see other objects, and there was only one color around them.

Finally someone couldn't help but speak.

"Junior Sister Jixiang, are you sure it's in this direction? We've been walking for a long time, why hasn't the scenery changed?"

The gloomy sky and the never-ending rain made everyone feel more and more heavy.

Although Shen Yuan was a person who could endure loneliness, this depressive atmosphere really made people feel suffocated.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Jixiang, who changed from his previous escapism.

After getting the trembling instinct, not only did he talk less, but he also stopped eating things from the Qiankun ring.

Hearing Shen Yuan's inquiry, she had a puzzled expression on her face, then she closed her eyes, as if she was feeling the trembling instinct in her hands.

"It should be right. The feedback my trembling instinct has always given me is this direction, but why can't I go out?"

"How is it possible? There must be a mistake!"

Shen Yuan's tone became a little irritable, and Su Fan's heart moved slightly, because not only Shen Yuan, but also himself was a little irritable.

Only half a day has passed, this kind of irritability should not appear in monks.

The practice in the past was much more boring than it is now.

"Okay, okay, don't worry too much, just stop for a while."

Su Fan asked everyone to stop temporarily to adjust their mentality, while he observed his surroundings.

"The surrounding scenery is the same. It is difficult to judge how far we have traveled. There must be a clear reference."

Su Fan and his party are now a bit like boats on the sea. Although there are directions to guide them, they don't know how long the road ahead is.

The unknown represents panic, and in the dark, there may be something staring at oneself.

"Shen Yuan, when you killed the scorpion on the third floor, there should have been quite a few spiritual treasures. Find some of them, preferably swords and sticks."

Shen Yuan responded, and quickly took out a long sword spirit treasure from the Qiankun ring, and handed it to Su Fan.

Putting the long sword on the ground, Su Fan didn't feel bad, clapped his hands and continued.

"Go on, every mile, I will make a mark, so that everyone will have a bottom line."

This method is not bad, at least there are signposts.

There are at least a few hundred spirit treasures found in the bodies of the third-layer human-faced scorpions, and it doesn't matter if a few are wasted now.

Everyone had no objection, and continued to move in the direction directed by Xiao Jixiang.

Su Fan, on the other hand, stuck spirit treasures on the ground as marks from time to time.

Time passed quickly, and after walking for half a day, there was still an endless lake surface all around, Su Fan's face was already a little ugly.

Not only Su Fan, but also Shen Yuan and Hu Jinwan had anxious expressions on their faces, accompanied by a hint of blackness.

Even Ku Jue's eyebrows were wrinkled.

Only Xiao Jixiang and Mie did not change much in their expressions.

"Everyone wait a moment, don't go away yet."