Chapter 114. Brother

"We are brothers. The boss is going. Can we still shrink in it and wait to die!" Zhao Yunlong said with a smile, and the cloth on his forehead fluttered in the wind.

"I will follow you wherever you go." Ji Mu's words are few, but they contain a lot of feelings in it.

"Big boss, you saved my life. How can I, Cao Yun, live secretly? Without you, I would have been a corpse a few months ago. Besides, I also have a position now, and I won't hold back. At this time, Cao Yun has also broken through to his status.

"Brother Ye Fan, I'm your sister-in-law, your forever sister-in-law." Hongling said with a hint of shyness.

A emotion called touching rose from Ye Fan's heart, as if there was a trace of water mist in front of him. From childhood to age, he was alone alone. Except for Ye Youyou, he had no friends, let alone brothers, but now there is suddenly a group of brothers with life and death, and the emotion in his heart can no longer be suppressed.

"Okay, okay, good brother, for a lifetime!" Ye Fanqiang held back his tears, and his body trembled a little.

"Good brother!"

"A lifetime!"

"If we can get out of this desert, let's go around the world together and spread the name of our five brothers all over the world!"

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Five people hugging together, these are five young girls with the same ideals, youth, blood, and the future are theirs!

A few days later, the five people finally arrived at the entrance of the ancient tomb. It was already overcrowded, and many tents were built. These people knew that they would die, but they were unwilling to leave like this, so they stationed here and waited for the legendary figure to appear.

"Wow, there are so many people here." Hongling looked at these tents with a curious face. She saw such a spectacular scene for the first time. There are white tents everywhere, one after another, some big and some small, one after another.

Along the way, there were such tents everywhere, but he didn't plan to camp outside, so he went straight to the entrance.

The more you get to the front, the fewer tents there will be. Obviously, these people are not fools. The closer they are to the ancient tomb, the more dangerous they are.

"Hey, look, there are a few more people going to die." A man pointed to Ye Fan and others with a smile and said.

"There are always a few people in the world who don't believe in evil. Even the seniors of the ninth-level status have died, not to mention these people. It seems that there will be a few more corpses around here." Another person said coldly that he was the first one who witnessed the deaths of countless people here.

"Everyone, come out and have a look. There are people going to die again." Another person said hello.

"Haha, I haven't seen anyone die for a long time. I bet he can hold on for half a minute."

"What, are you kidding? The senior at the ninth level last time only lasted for 2 minutes. I don't think these rookies can hold on for ten seconds."

"Haha, ten seconds, I think it's killed in seconds."

"I've made a bet. I've made a bet. I bet a hundred spiritual stones. They can hold on for more than ten seconds."

"Okay, I'll bet 50 yuan with you."

"I bet 200 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones on him within ten seconds."

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Soon, many people came out to bet. 90% chose less than ten seconds, 9% chose half a minute, and 1% chose more than half a minute.

At this time, a faint sound suddenly sounded.

"I'll bet 5,000 yuan for the low-grade spiritual stone."

The noise of the crowd suddenly stopped and followed the sound. A young man with a dog's tail grass looked at them calmly.

"Brother, you are so bold. Do you bet within ten seconds, within half a minute, or more than half a minute?"

The young man drew a curve at the corners of his mouth and said, "I bet they won't die."

Everyone looked at the young man in disbelief. They doubted whether the man was crazy. Is this possible?

"Brother... Brother, are you sure?

"Do you want me to say it for the second time?" The young man said lazily.

Since someone is willing to send a spiritual stone, they should be extremely happy. No one will foolishly persuade him to change his mind, but everyone's eyes looking at him with a trace of contempt, and he is also an arrogant young man.

"It seems that there will be another big income." The young man is Zhongkong. At this moment, there is an evil smile on the corners of his mouth.

Ye Fan and his party did not know that they had been regarded as the object of betting. At this time, he stood at the entrance and stared, and a shocking emotion appeared in his heart.

The huge size of the ancient tomb is unimaginable. Looking up from here, I can't see the head. Ye Fan's consciousness is out, but he can't move forward thousands of miles forward, which also represents that this ancient tomb is at least 1,000 miles long, wide and high. What a magnificent building it is.

The whole body is gray, and the appearance is bright and beautiful. It is not like an ancient tomb at all, but like an indestructible gray castle. The whole body is composed of gray unknown stones, and Ye Fan is keenly aware that there is no trace of aura around the ancient tomb. As long as there is aura approaching, it will be absorbed by this stone. .

"Is it..." Ye Fan had a vague guess in his heart, but the idea was so terrible that he didn't dare to believe it.

And the ancient tomb is surrounded by a black fog. It is this fog that blocks the footsteps of countless people. The entrance is in front of you. The fog only covers ten meters around the ancient tomb, but it is this distance of ten meters that makes it impossible for countless people to cross.

Looking at it, hundreds of people in front of them were lying on the ground without a trace of breath and no wound on their bodies. They were extremely strange, and their expressions were extremely painful, as if they had been tortured by extreme horror before death. Everyone's expressions were the same pain, just like Shura hell.

The five people looked solemn and frowned. They were not fools. They knew that they would definitely die if they rushed there stupidly like this.

"I'll try it first. You wait here first." Ye Fan smiled.

"No, it's too dangerous." Hongling was the first to object, and several others also persuaded. Before they came, they thought that the dangers were just exaggerated. Now it seems that they are really not exaggerated at all. The middle-aged man in a white robe lying on the ground is a very famous master in Saudi Arabia. The strength of the ninth level of status is also so difficult to die. Look, his expression is panic, pain, suffering, despair. What kind of horror did he suffer before he died...

"Have you forgotten? I'm different from you." Ye Fan smiled.

The other four people were still hesitant, but at Ye Fan's insistence, they had to agree.

The four people looked at Ye Fan slowly moving forward nervously. Hongling was so nervous that she almost bit her lower lip.

"Brother Ye Fan, please don't have anything to do."

A group of people camping in the distance **, and someone shouted, "Look, a man has gone forward."

"Oh? The good show is about to begin.

"Haha, I will definitely win this time."

Zhong Kong smiled faintly, as if to say, "I knew you were going."

Ye Fan walked forward step by step, walked to the fog, paused for a moment, and then stepped in without hesitation.

"Hss."

The black fog around him suddenly surged and penetrated into Ye Fan's body crazily, and his figure immediately stopped.

After the black fog entered Ye Fan's body, he did not stay in other places and went straight to Ye Fan's soul sea.

"Wow, hoo."

A gust of gloomy wind blew over the sea of the soul, and then faces full of resentment, pain and despair appeared one by one, two, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand! Endless ghosts appeared in his sea of souls!

And the golden villain of Ye Fan's soul sea, with a frightened face, how can so many souls resist? This situation is surprisingly similar to the last ten thousand soul fire attack Ye Fan.

The endless soul of resentment turned into a black sky, which was covered in Ye Fan's desperate eyes. If he was covered, he would have no hope of escape, and finally he would be swallowed up by the soul of resentment.

Ye Fan will not wait for death. In the past, he could not resist because he was too weak. Now he is the ancestor of status, with five mysteries. If he dies so easily, it's really a joke.

A series of complex fingerprints were formed with his hands, and suddenly the five mysteries emerged from his hand and rushed to the sky fiercely.

As soon as the two came into contact, a harsh "Zizi" sound broke out. The meaning of the sun and the meaning of thunder are the nemesis of this kind of ghosts. Where the two passed, the soul of resentment was evaporated. Although the other three meanings were slightly inferior, they could barely resist.

Without Ye Fan's surprise, the five mysteries finally made a gap, but they were soon made up by other resentful souls. It seems that these resentful souls can't be killed, endless, but Ye Fan's soul power is not endless. If it goes on like this, he will be consumed alive.

Ten minutes have passed, and Ye Fan is still struggling desperately. The light of the five mysteries shines in the black sky, but it is too insignificant compared to this huge sky.

Ten minutes have passed inside, but only half a minute has passed outside, because the time flow in the soul sea is different from that outside, which is why people's thinking is extremely fast.

In the eyes of people outside, Ye Fan has been motionless since he entered the black fog, which is in line with the image of those who had previously entered the black fog, because those people are also like this. As soon as they enter the black fog, they immediately stagnate, and then an expression of pain and despair appeared on his face, and finally died in suffering.

At this time, Ye Fan has persisted for half a minute, and his face is still calm, which makes those who bet within half a minute beat their chests one after another, and those very few gamblers who bet more than half a minute are very happy. In their opinion, the winner this time is definitely them.

Hongling grasped her hand tightly and looked at Ye Fan worriedly, constantly praying and blessing for him in her heart.

The four of them silently blessed Ye Fan in their hearts. Although they all knew that such behavior was really naive, and how could practitioners believe in any gods, at this moment, they still chose to pray, and it could be seen that they really loved Ye Fan.