Chapter 1,232 Dark Whirlpool

Prison tower.

Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to leave, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, filled with an astonishing attraction.

"What's this?"

Zhuo Bufan's expression suddenly changed, and he tried his best at the same time, but facing the black vortex above his head was like an ant facing a giant dragon, with no ability to resist at all.

"Xiao Fan..."

"Zhuo Bufan..."

"Zhuo Bufan..."

Fang Tangjing, Liang Yuan, Wu Jinfeng, and Wu Yingxi all saw this scene at the same time, but Zhuo Bufan was absorbed into the dark vortex in just an instant.

Immediately, the black vortex suddenly disappeared, and darkness returned to the world again.

"What happened just now? That black whirlpool, I felt my soul tremble when I saw it." Liang Yuan's eyes widened, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Even when he faced the three powerful monsters just now, he had never felt like this in his heart. The powerlessness and palpitations were the fear coming from the depths of his soul.

At this time, what was strange was that the many monsters and phantom beasts that were originally chasing Wu Jinfeng and Wu Yingxi suddenly turned around and ran away when they saw the black vortex appear.

"Zhuo Bufan?" Wu Jinfeng's eyes widened.

"What happened to that black whirlpool just now? We have never encountered such a thing before." Wu Yingxi also frowned.

"No, it's the ninth floor of the Prison Tower. I'll go up and have a look." After Fang Tangjing said that, he immediately turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky. Wu Yingxi, Wu Jinfeng, and Liang Yuan looked at each other, but did not make any move. The black vortex just now was too weird, not to mention that their relationship with Zhuo Bufan was only average. As for Fang Tangjing, that Zhuo Bufan He was the one who invited Zhuo Bufan into the Prison Tower, and now he is being sucked into the black vortex.

Go, Fang Tangjing naturally cannot sit idly by.

However, just a moment later, Zhuo Bufan came back again.

"Suzaku, what's wrong?" Wu Jinfeng asked.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and furrowed his thick eyebrows as he said, "I just rushed forward and encountered a barrier. There was no way I could rush forward."

"Um?"

The three of them were stunned for a moment at the same time. Several of them had entered the Prison Tower and could easily rush to the next tower level by rushing up, but they had never encountered such a strange thing.

"This Prison Suppression Tower is a bit weird. We'd better leave here first. Everyone knows Zhuo Bufan's strength. He will definitely be able to get out successfully." Liang Yuan said.

This is not because Liang Yuan has a cold personality, but because this man is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He speaks quickly. The fighting ability that Zhuo Bufan showed just now is much stronger than them. If even Zhuo Bufan can't escape from danger, they can't help anyone. busy.

"Well, that's all we have now. Let's leave the Prison Tower first. I hope Xiaofan can come back safely."

Fang Tangjing frowned. Everyone was strong and decisive. After making the decision, they immediately swooped down. This Prison Suppression Tower was really weird.

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Hmm~

He had a splitting headache in his head. This pain made Zhuo Bufan slowly open his eyes. There was still a trace of "confusion" in his eyes, but only a moment later, the latter recalled everything that had just happened.

Just now, he, Fang Tangjing and others were attacked by three star wheel mirror monsters. When they killed the three monsters, a black vortex appeared in the sky, and the amazing attraction contained in it absorbed him. Go in.

"Here, where I was absorbed by the black vortex?" Zhuo Bufan rubbed his head, his expression looked a little solemn, and he immediately mobilized the spiritual energy in his body. Fortunately, the spiritual energy in his body could be mobilized, and it seemed that his body had not been affected by anything. However, despite being vigilant, Zhuo Bufan still summoned the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and held it in his hand, slowly moving forward.

Square moves.

This space was exactly the same as the prison tower, surrounded by endless darkness. The difference was that there was a feeling in this darkness that made Zhuo Bufan feel his heart beating faster.

"Silk!"

A pair of bright red eyes like red lanterns suddenly appeared in the darkness, especially conspicuous.

A bloodthirsty luster surged from the red eyes, and a strange sound came out.

"What a powerful aura, an innate-level fantasy beast?"

Zhuo Bufan was shocked.

The difference between this kind of phantom beast and the demon beast is that the demon beast has flesh and blood and is good at physical attack rules, and the phantom beast is good at soul attacks, and its shape is very 'illusory', as if it is formed by a black mist. of general.

"Silk!"

This phantom beast suddenly opened its mouth, and a powerful suction force was generated from its mouth, constantly absorbing the surrounding darkness, and Zhuo Bufan was also regarded as its food.

"With the strength of this phantom beast, it is impossible to create a black vortex that even I have no power to resist."

Zhuo Bufan pursed his lips, and three dark red flames floated around his body. These flames contained the power of the soul, and were more effective against entities such as phantom beasts than lightsaber attacks.

"Go!" Three blazing dark flames turned into three black streams of light and flew into the mouth of the phantom beast. The phantom beast suddenly let out a weird and miserable cry, but it was not immediately burned to ashes by the flames, but its body Three transparent holes appeared, and they were constantly opening under the surging black mist around them.

of being repaired.

"Idiot, this is the person I want..."

In the dark void, a high-pitched voice sounded.

The phantom beast with a pair of huge red lantern-like eyes suddenly showed a frightened look.

Immediately, a slap appeared in the void and suddenly turned the phantom beast into ashes.

"Have you ever been slapped to death?"

Zhuo Bufan blinked. Phantom beasts are different from other monks. They do not know how to practice laws, Taoist minds, and some mysterious spells. Their strength is weaker than monks of the same level, but the innate energy in their bodies is real. Just a slap. Being shot 'to death' easily made Zhuo Bufan's heart beat faster

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Even if it were him, he would not be able to kill an innate-level phantom beast so easily.

"Did you make that black vortex?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned and looked into the void with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Hey, I did it, little guy."

Zhuo Bufan held the Ice Emperor's Rain Sword even harder, preparing to prepare the strongest blow, and then immediately used the Qiankun Step to take it out. After returning to the earth, he had never encountered an existence that treated him like this. .

"Little guy, don't worry... I won't hurt you. What's more, even if you want to resist, do you think you are my opponent? With just an innate level, I can kill a lot of people with your level of cultivation with just one slap. The presence."

As the strange voice sounded again, Zhuo Bufan glared.

Far away, empty. Several strange green flames appeared, slowly reflecting a figure shrouded in black robes.