Lin Fan has lost his perception of anything happening in the outside world.

Apart from numbly insisting on breathing in and out and changing movements every ten seconds.

His consciousness has drifted into the spirit.

Inside, there are only three keys floating, corresponding to three different scenes.

The weird grandma, the bloody hotel, and the Yellow Springs ticket station.

There is also another key that only has the highest power but no ownership rights. It corresponds to the Jieyou Bookstore that was contributed by the strange person who was beheaded at that time.

Beyond that, there is nothing more.

Without any prompts, Lin Fan just walked forward instinctively. There was nothing in front of him, the road was also nothing, and everything beside him was nothing except the four things floating around him.

It feels like being in the universe.

Lin Fan firmly believed that he was awake, but his consciousness was out of control.

The road was aimless, like a walk.

But Lin Fan didn't dare to relax for a moment, even though the journey was long and boring.

Because he didn't know if he would really die if he relaxed.

As he walked, the ghost shadow also entered his mind.

Unlike Lin Fan's aimless wandering, it was fighting against the three ghosts.

Every punch hit the body. In the consciousness, no one could use any tricks. No matter how powerful the talent was, they could only fight in hand-to-hand combat at this moment.

Although it was one against three.

But the ghost shadow was born for fighting, and even with the three ghosts in front of it, it was only half breath left.

He still had the upper hand in the fight, but his injuries were still serious.

"Beat it to death!"

Zhuoshui strangely seemed to be the leader, standing at the front and launching the most fierce attack.

The ghost shadow showed no sign of weakness.

"Out of five punches I'm going to throw, three will land on your face!"

With every punch, the origin of the three ghosts becomes weaker, and the origin that is sprayed out will be completely absorbed by the ghost shadow.

On the other side, the strange young master seemed to be back in his original small storage room.

Fear made it rise up in resistance.

Unlike the past hundred years...

It broke open the 'small utility room'.

The conjured faces of the brothers were also torn to pieces by its invisible and strange hands.

"Lin Fan didn't lie to me... I can beat him."