The ridiculous continent, even the tender grass growing on the ground, is covered with a layer of gray "color."

Above the canopy, between the leaves, it seems like someone has intentionally sprinkled ash.

At a glance, regardless of the mountains, lakes, and seas, there are traces of gray "color", and there are few other "colors".

An old man in sackcloth is using a wooden bow and arrow to aim at a hare that is shaving the roots.

For the old pick, this hare is a rare and delicious dish.

Zhang Gong was full, and Laochan seemed to be very skilled. With a slight movement of his finger, the arrow burst out.

Ugh ~ a scream in the sky!

The hare was also clever. Turning his head for a while, the pupil suddenly enlarged and was about to run away.

Of course, it's a little late.

Uh ~

With a single arrow, he nailed it to the tree and fluttered twice to lose his vitality.

The old face was so happy, after all, dinner was settled tonight. He quickly walked over and was about to pull out the arrow, but found a young man fainted behind the tree.

The man was in a broken white robe with a handsome face.

"Looking at this person's clothes, it doesn't look like this style! Is it from the upper world?"

Laochan has heard that there are strong men in the upper world, who can raise their hands to turn the clouds over and rain, and hold swords to break the mountains and rivers, and to cut the sun and the moon.

For a while, Laopu didn't dare to be angry. But after all, he saw so many strange things, and he didn't have much fear.

He reached out and poked at the young man with a bow, only to realize that the man was completely unconscious.

Sighed and sighed, but alive.

"Little brother, wake up ~" Laopu tried to shake it twice. After seeing no effect, he took out a wine gourd around his waist.

Sprinkling a little alcohol on the young man's face, the skin was immediately reddened, but it didn't matter.

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The young man seemed to be in pain, slowly waking up, staring blankly at the world.

There is also an old pick!

"Where is this?" He asked.

"Beast Forest, except for some old hunters, no one will come here. Boy, where did you come from?" Lao Ou asked.

The young man in white robe was a little "confused", reached out his hand several times, and stared blankly at his palm.

Laopu's heart became more and more strange, saying: "Boy, what's your name? I haven't eaten for several days!" Then he took out a piece of jerky from his arms and handed it.

"Ye Fan!"

This person is Ye Fan!

Days have passed since he was sucked into the gate of the blood ghost.

He himself did not know why he appeared in this place. No one can use the power of the whole body, the divine power.

In this weird world, it seems that all spiritual power has disappeared.

Without spiritual power, it is impossible to urge the jade card, and it is impossible to return to the small world.

Fortunately, this **** gate seems to be teleported immediately. At this moment, the blood "color" beetle and the demon ancestor are not nearby.

Otherwise, his whole body power cannot be used, but if the ancestor of the Demon Race has any special means, he will be finished.

Although unable to use spiritual power, his physical body was forged to the extreme. Presumably, nothing in this world can break his body.

Ye Fan took the little piece of jerky and said, "Boss, what kind of world is this? Why isn't the tree green?"

Old Lao ’s heart understood that this young man must be the **** of the upper world!

"Here the world is named Xuanming World. I don't know how big it is. I'm just a centuries-old bone, I can't see how big the world is."

Ye Fan quietly nodded, and it was the same when he wanted to come. Civilians may never have a chance to leave the circle of primitive life.

Xuanming World, what kind of ghost place is this?