Fang Tiannan looked at the people around him, but unexpectedly found that it seemed that Tang Yan and the three girls, as well as the fat and fat old man, did not notice this strange situation.

"Is it my own illusion?" Fang Tiannan muttered in his heart, but the scene in his mind was so clear.

It seems that everything is imprinted into Fang Tiannan's sea of ​​consciousness!

"Yes, the sea of ​​consciousness!" Fang Tiannan suddenly understood a little.

Although the crisis of the tower has not reached this moment, every cultivator present has escaped the constraints of the tower and can instead activate his star power and spiritual energy, it does not mean that anyone dares to continue to spread out his spiritual consciousness at this time!

Before, because of the arrival of the crisis, everyone was urging the star power in their bodies in one go, which was a last resort. If possible, every practitioner would naturally be happy to stand in place and wait quietly. This is the safest choice.

And what about Fang Tiannan?

But at this moment, my spiritual energy suddenly spread out. It is normal to be able to sense the scenes that other practitioners did not notice.

......

However, just as Fang Tiannan explained the phenomena observed in his sea of ​​consciousness, the white-bearded old man and others looked at Fang Tiannan with some strangeness.

"What's wrong?" Fang Tiannan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"At least, this situation did not happen in my spiritual sense." The white-bearded old man said, smacking the corner of his mouth.

"I don't have it either." The fat and powerful old man's voice was undoubtedly much louder.

"Where are you?" Without waiting for the old woman's answer, Fang Tiannan asked the three girls Tang Yan beside her. However, the three girls shook their heads slightly, and Fang Tiannan knew the answer, "Can I be the only one who can sense these, right?"

If Tang Yan and the three women could not sense this scene, Fang Tiannan could still come up with a reason. For example, the strength of Tang Yan and the three women was not as strong as Fang Tiannan. However, if even the white-bearded old man, the fat and powerful old man of Qingshui Sect could not sense this scene, Fang Tiannan couldn't help but feel this scene, and became suspicious of his spiritual sense.

On the one hand, Fang Tiannan didn't believe it. Among the eight people present, his strength was the highest. On the other hand, the endless red bloody smell outside the cemetery range in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the scene of constant confrontation with the cemetery itself was so real.

It was so real that Fang Tiannan's blood in his body became a little boiling.

This feeling will not be faked!

......

"No matter what, since no one can sense it, then just observe it yourself." Fang Tiannan thought that the existence of this cemetery itself was a very strange thing, and Fang Tiannan could sense some special situations himself. Who knows why?

Fang Tiannan even thought about the reason why it was his own sea of ​​consciousness, with the help of Ling'er, who had undergone "reshaping".

Ling'er has always praised the "reshaping of consciousness" as a very important thing.

In Fang Tiannan's view, the difference between himself and other practitioners, especially in the sea of ​​consciousness, is probably the "reshaping of the sea of ​​consciousness".

At least, the scene reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness made Fang Tiannan understand that within the scope of the cemetery and standing within the scope of the cemetery are definitely two completely different worlds.

Like another thin old man from Qingshui Sect, and the young cultivator who was standing next to the old woman, they were suddenly swallowed by the red aura outside the cemetery and died immediately, because the blood and energy contained in this red aura was too rich, and full of aggressive and violent nature.

Not to mention being a cultivator, in Fang Tiannan's view, even a ninth-level monster would die in an instant if it was lingered by these red auras...

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"A ninth-level monster?" Fang Tiannan subconsciously broke into a strife for his thoughts!

To be precise, aren’t the monsters depicted in the various patterns found on the tombstones in this cemetery just ninth-level monsters, or even surpassing ninth-level monsters? Perhaps, it is precisely because of the power of these monsters buried in the cemetery that they can withstand this red bloody smell!

The tombstone represented by the black crystal in the cemetery has always emitted black mist. What's going on?

Fang Tiannan knew very well about the power of these black mists.

From the beginning of the tower crisis, Fang Tiannan could feel the existence of these black auras. It might have caused the tower crisis! However, unlike the black fog that originally enveloped the entire space, the black fog emitted on the tombstone at this time will not restrict the star power and the operation of spiritual consciousness in Fang Tiannan and others!

"No!" Suddenly, Fang Tiannan felt a lit up in front of his eyes.

Although what appears in Fang Tiannan's sea of ​​consciousness is the black fog in the cemetery and the red fog in the peripheral area, which is stalemate between each other. However, in terms of Fang Tiannan's vision and the scene he sees, the red scattered in the area outside the cemetery at this time has gradually turned into the black after blood coagulation!

And all the auras also changed from pure bright red to black aura!

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"These auras actually contain such a strong smell of blood and so terrifying..." The white-bearded old man from Qingshui Sect couldn't help but think about it and said, "If we wanted to leave this cemetery at this time, it would be obviously impossible. Moreover, what we need to worry about next is whether the cemetery has enough energy to keep blocking the invasion of these auras..."

If they cannot, obviously, with the strength of the Whitebeard Old Man and others, they will have no way to survive.

"I'm afraid, this is the reason why so many cultivators who disappeared with the crisis of the tower did not return to the Tiansheng Continent in the end." At this time, the old man, Pangshuo, also sighed, "Under the siege of such a powerful aura, even cultivators in the Holy Emperor realm cannot break out."

"I think there should be some familiar existence in these bloody smells." The middle-aged man said with a flash of his eyes, "Before, I was guessing where the vitality that died in the crisis of the tower had finally emanated. Now, I think about it, it should be integrated into the energy around the cemetery..."

"It's like my disciple?" The disciple mentioned by the old woman was naturally the last young practitioner to die.

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded when he heard this.

Previously, the scene where everyone evacuated from the cemetery and then had to return was still deeply imprinted in the minds of every practitioner. Especially the thin old man from Qingshui Sect, the middle-aged Taoist couple and others were instantly swallowed by the red aura, which was so shocking.

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"What's going on with this tall tower?" Tang Yan asked in confusion, "Didn't we also see that this tall tower has absorbed some of the energy that has evacuated from those dead cultivators? ... And this tall tower has been in the center of the cemetery."

"This,..." The middle-aged man was silent for a moment when he heard this, and finally shook his head.

"You said, could it be that these energy from the peripheral area are thinking of entering this high tower and coming to meet?" The old man with white beard suddenly said, "But there is some energy in this cemetery that prevents the invasion of this breath..."

"It's possible." The middle-aged man nodded, "According to this speculation, at least, there must be some powerful existence buried in this cemetery. Well, what I mean is that under this tower, there should be some powerful existence buried..."

At this time, the white-bearded old man from Qingshui Sect looked up at the direction of the tower.

At this time, the tower still stood quietly in the center of the cemetery, motionless. There was no special change in the luster of the tower.

It was like the arrival of the white-bearded old man and his group, and all the changes that took place around him were irrelevant to the tower.

As the energy in the cemetery and the peripheral area competed with each other, although the white-bearded old man and others could not activate their spiritual sense to perceive, as time passed, the pressure on each person would become greater and greater!

It was faintly felt that everyone stood in the cemetery, and the flow of some aura around them could still be sensed.

It seemed as if there were countless energy, and it was constantly rushing from each other toward the periphery of the cemetery. Correspondingly, a greater pressure was gradually squeezing everyone's bodies.

The extreme feeling of depression made everyone breathless!

......

In Fang Tiannan's sea of ​​consciousness, one red and one black, the confrontation between the two auras was becoming more and more intense.

However, Fang Tiannan could feel that the red aura seemed to be coming more violently. It seemed that the two auras that were originally comparable, as time passed, the two sides were gradually trying to distinguish between the top and bottom.

Even though the red aura does not have an absolute advantage, it still has a little advantage, right?
Chapter completed!