However, what shocked Yang Fan was what the white-haired youth said was “another me.”

There is nothing in the tower of the sky, it is a white-haired young man.

Or is it that a white-haired young man is a soulless?

How can the spirit of a warrior be divided for no reason?After all, for many warriors, spiritual division represents death.

Even if there is a special means, splitting the soul is equivalent to being severely damaged.

Moreover, after hurting the soul, it is not only troublesome, but even the time required is extremely long.A careless, but also will fall a permanent damage, affecting the future of the martial arts road.

All kinds of doubts, let Yang Fan want to ask, but do not know how to open.

“Old man, how do I get out of here?”In the end, Yang Feng asked this question.

No matter what secrets there is in this, Yang Fan also does not want to pay attention to, with his current strength, in the face of such a powerful existence, it is impossible to intervene.

Even if you get involved, your life may not be guaranteed.

The white-haired young man shook his head, did not answer the question, and said to himself: "Candlesticks keep people coming, in addition to wanting me to go back, there is also a thing to get back."

"It's a pity that it's got something else on me."

Yang Fan wanted to ask what was, but he resisted.

He also understood that if the white-haired young man was willing to say it, he would say it himself.If you don’t want to say it, he asks if it’s a blank question.

In course, the white-haired young man smiled bitterly: "This is also impossible, his nature is going to be strong, can't bear to watch the landing of the door of the sky."

"And, to carry forward the gate of the sky, was also the pursuit I once pursued."He just inherited my pursuit, so, after all, it's all my fault."

"But when I go wrong, I have to take my own mistakes."

“In the end, my will was not firm enough and went astray...”

Suddenly, the white-haired young man stopped.

And Yang Fan heard confused, what is this all about?

Yang Fan could feel that in these words, there was an extremely amazing secret, but he just couldn't understand it.

These words, for Yang Fan, are too headless.

"He's coming."

Then the young man whispered.

Yang Feng just wanted to ask who was coming.

However, before I asked the exit, I saw that there was another figure in this hut.

This figure, shrouded in starlight, could not see the face.There was no breath in him, but it made people feel a deep danger.

None!

Looking at the sudden arrival of the figure, Yang Fan's heart was tight, only felt that in the small hut, the atmosphere became difficult to ponder.

He had a feeling of not knowing where he came from, as if he were just a little ants, and if he did not pay attention, he would be stepped on by two elephants.

At this time, Yang Fan naturally closed his mouth and minimized his sense of presence.

Yang Fan quietly moved to the side, and then saw the starlight that was not surrounded by it, dissipated, and showed his face.

In this regard, although Yang Fan already had speculation in his heart, he still felt incredible.

In terms of appearance, there is no white-haired youth, it is exactly the same.

It was written in a pattern.

“It’s been so long that I finally showed up.”No looking at the white-haired young man, smiling lightly, but the tone was very flat.

The white-haired young man also had a faint smile on his face, saying, "If you look for so long, I can't come out, everyone is bored."

He shook his head, but turned his eyes to Yang Fan.

No, I'm so low-key, and I see what I do!

Yang Fan's inner Tucao, but on the surface, it is very calm, and even can be said to be calm.

No way, even in the face of two people who do not know how terrible the existence, can not be timid.This is called the momentum can not lose, otherwise, it may be more like a soft persimmon pinch...

Just when Yang Fan flashed these messy thoughts in his heart, he said without laughing: “Are you coming out because of him?”A little guy who has walked the path of the will assessment."

"Well, or rather, a strange little boy."

Yang Fanmeifeng picked, strange, he was strange there?

But the white-haired young man did not take the topic, smiled and said, "I also came out, what means do you have, should you take it out?"

"You will not destroy me, you will not be complete after all."

The eyes, recovered from Yang Fan, looked at the white-haired youth, and shook their heads with a smile again.

Then, asked: "You dare to appear, indicating that there is also a bottom, destroyed me, your soul can be restored to complete."What is the means to give you confidence?”

The white-haired young man sighed, “You and I are one, why do you have to die and fight?”

"Yes, I don't want to either."No follow-up sighing.

Then, without proposing, “Well, you take the initiative to integrate into my body, and we open the damn cage together.”Do you want to be here forever?”

"You are my magic, and if you want to integrate, it should be you who is in my body."White-haired youth in the right color.

No smile: “Why am I a demon?”In my opinion, you are my obsession, because your existence has blocked my progress."

With that, he shook his head again and said, "Don't talk nonsense, or see who has the means of the better."

Blow up!

Almost at the moment of the speech, a wave of unscrupulous sleeves, an indescribable powerful force, came to Yang Fan.

Just for a moment, Yang Fan snorted, his body sinking sharply, and it was no longer difficult to move the slightest.At the same time, he felt that something strange was coming out of it.

And this strange thing is to get into his body.

At this moment, all his power cannot be used, and he is unable to stop it.

Yang Fan only felt that consciousness was sinking, as if to sink into the bottomless abyss, and the line of sight became more and more blurred, and consciousness was the same.

Hm!

Suddenly, the light appeared, and Yang Fan felt as if there was a round of sunshine rising from the abyss.Raise his consciousness, constantly going up.

In the sense of consciousness, this round of sunshine is actually a green fireball.

It reminded Yang Fan of the ghost fire that entered his right hand.

Is that the fire?

Yang Fan was surprised.

Every time this "ghost fire" appears, the ugly devil's shadow will also appear.However, there is no spring in the five lines.

But Yang Fan can be sure now that the strange thing that drilled into his body at this time is definitely the devil's shadow.

And the devil's shadow broke out at this time, can be overbearing, drilled into his body, simply because of nothing to push.

Fortunately, this ghost fire appeared at a critical moment, otherwise it would be over.

As consciousness climbed out of the abyss, Yang Fan was completely restored to clarity, and the powerful power that imprisoned him had disappeared.