Amidst the mountains and ridges, a shrill cry came from afar...

"I really can't stand it anymore. If you change people, the bird will come to you."

What Zhang Fan said before, but the last sentence was for Mo Ling.

On his shoulder, Mo Ling lowered his head weakly, looking listless, as if he had heard nothing.

Man Niu was immediately furious. When he saw that Mo Ling had made up his mind to be lazy, he had not waited for him, but Zhang Fan had already slapped him: "Hurry up, that guy is here again."

With this slap, Manniu became honest and continued to run wildly, working hard and diligently.

Zhang Fan had no time to care about him, and looked back with a frown.

At a distance of hundreds of feet behind him, large tracts of trees were first eroded and withered, and when they were like rotten trees, they were hit by huge forces and broke into pieces of wood that were not even as big as a palm.

The big tree that has grown for hundreds of years is like this in front of the surging force! A moment later, the hideous image of the eight-armed demon god, and the eight arms with their teeth and claws jumped into Zhang Fan's sight.

This means that among the mountains and ridges, there are dense, layered trees and lush branches and leaves covering the springs. If it is the northern plain, it is probably even ten times the distance can be seen from a distance.

He is arrogant and domineering, extremely fierce, and this is the real eight-armed demon god.

Compared with what he saw this time, Zhang Fan had seen it in the underground immortal world before, but he was just a kitten with a hideous appearance, and there was a tiger in front of him.

"What exactly can accommodate the eight-armed demon god's consciousness and power, and form it outside to form the essence?"

Before he could see, Zhang Fan remembered the problem that he had never been remembered for such a small half month.

Yes, it is far away from the northern border, with a vast and mysterious blood, a lonely smoke straight, and a round and magnificent sunset. It has been half a month since it has passed.

During this half month, endless pursuits continued.

During the whole process, Zhang Fan felt that the eight-armed demon god seemed to have some familiar aura, and it was impossible to distinguish for a moment. His body, arms, and magic weapons all became substances, and his power increased in a geometric multiple, ten times more terrifying than he imagined.

In the world, any late-stage master of Nascent Soul who can spend such a long time in the pursuit of the eight-armed demon god without using treasures such as ancient treasures is enough to be proud.

However, Zhang Fan did not feel proud at this time, but instead had problems that were difficult to resolve.

In the past ten days, he has rotated with Man Niu and Mo Ling as his mount, mixed with his own bird and a tank, so that he can delay it until now.

To this day, the energy has been exhausted, and some trump cards cannot be disclosed. The more you delay the delay, the more dangerous it will be.

"what to do?"

When Zhang Fan frowned and pondered, the demonic energy surged in, and the eight-armed demon god came to catch up again."

This process has been repeated countless times during this period, and it is another battle to pursue and fugitives.

At this critical moment, Zhang Fan finally made up his mind.

"Three days, at most three days, if they don't come yet, they have to take the eight-handed f\} knife."

After he was calm, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he grew up on the back of the Manniu and waited for action.

Just at this moment, a strange situation suddenly appeared.

"Boom~!"

The earth shook wildly, and all the trees within a radius of hundreds of feet fell, and the shrubs were also crooked, and the grass withered directly, and the demonic energy was gathered and restrained, and it was not full of its majesty.

“Huh?!”

While Ben was so vigilant that Zhang Fan suddenly spoke out in shock.

The earth-shaking scene just now was caused by the eight-armed demon god's sudden steps, and endless power poured into his feet, stopping his pace.

"This is the first time he has stopped in more than ten days, and there is a problem."

A bright light flashed in Zhang Fan's heart, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly burst out, sweeping around him.

"who?!"

"Get out~come~come~come~"

At the same time, the eight-armed demon god shouted loudly, and the sound rolled, as if one invisible big hands suppressed it, bent all the trees within a radius of dozens of miles and lie down in one direction.

"The Demon God is so happy."

"After a thousand years ago, the Blood God Realm parted, do you still remember Cheng Mou?"

A voice suddenly appeared in the void, and it was clearly echoed in the air, but it was full of oppression. Just based on the sound alone, it was the power of the mountains.

When the sound fell, a ball of yellow light first appeared, and then a four-color red, blue, gold and blue light ball floated left and right, falling from the sky.

"Wow whiff~~~The wind suddenly rose, the mountains were sobbing, and the spiritual energy gathered all over the sky, gradually forming five clear human forms.

"There is also the real person Donghua, although he was the first to meet, Cheng has been famous for a long time."

Huang Guangyi Ning, a tall middle-aged man with a yellow cloud on his eyebrows, looks gentle and kind, and makes people feel good at first sight.

This is the person who spoke twice.

Before he finished speaking, the other four people around the Huang Yun man also condensed into human forms.

Qingyi is an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes; goldenyi is a young man with sharp edges and his eyes almost grow to the top of his head; redyi is a strong man with wide open collars on his chest, revealing thick chest hair, whether it is hair or chest, turning into a red flame. The last person is a woman in blue, with an extremely gentle face, and a blue robe that looks even more convex and graceful figure as the wind is applied to her body.

Seeing the five of them appear one by one, even though the eight-armed demon god was so powerful and fierce, he couldn't help but pause and did not immediately attack, and obviously he was quite afraid.

He had to be afraid, after all, only three or five levels of strength were enough to make him rampant.

The five people in front of me are all extraordinary people.

As soon as he appeared, except for the earliest middle-aged man Huang Yun who was always restrained in his energy and could not see the reality and reality, the other four people had layers of ripples around their bodies, spreading inadequately, as if the space could not withstand their own pressure.

Their aura is even stronger than Zhu Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling and others that Zhang Fan often contacted. Only the most powerful person like the Taoist Taoist of the Corpse can suppress them." The Taoist Lord of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God

Even if you put such strength at the entrance of the Dharma Star Sect, Zhu Jiuxiao was nervous for a while, as if Zhang Fan was not in the hands of the Zhoutian Star Map?

What surprised the demon god who entered the arm was still five gods, was that Zhang Fan was not only not surprised, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was saying to the other party, saying:

"You're finally here."

"Well, do you know we are coming?" Huang Yun's middle-aged man was surprised at first, then he smiled. "Haha, Cheng understands, it must be the Blood God. Jiudang and others told you everything they should say and not say. I guess it's right?"

From beginning to end, everyone was smiling, but the solemn aura hidden in this person's words could not be hidden from others.

It is obvious that this is not good.

"Whether it's right or wrong, what's the matter?"

"Zhang was just curious. Why did he wait for you in the sect for many days? Why did he refuse to come to the house? It was not a way to be a guest?"

Zhang Fan's expression was very indifferent, but his tone was unhidden irony, so he almost beat Mingshou to say that they were timid people.

While speaking, his breath swelled around him, gradually fading away violently, his sharpness converged, slowly becoming round and introverted, as if after the burning flames burned, green plants grew on the ashes.

As soon as Zhang Fan's words came to his ears, the five Gods and Taoist Lords looked a little wrong.

This is cursing the bald donkey in front of the monk. Can they still admit that Zhang Fan had the Zhoutian Star Map in hand at that time, so they dared not come to the door?

The middle-aged man Huang Yun's face flashed with a blue air, and he actually calmed down his anger and blurted out, "What a magical skill!"

As his breath changed, he easily grasped the aura of the innate Yi Wood essence, and then judged the depth of the innate Yi Wood Creation Art practiced by Zhang Fan.

This method alone is extraordinary.

The rest of the people waited, but they did not have the kindness of his good demeanor. The man in red with fur and fur immediately shouted: "Zhang Fan, do you still want to take action in front of us?"

"The frog in the well does not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

This time, Zhang Fan was too lazy to hum and glanced casually, and treated this person as air.

"The rivers and rivers have eternal eternity. This person is what the deity wants. If he does not tear him into pieces and swallow him into his belly, his soul will be imprisoned and tortured forever, and it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in his heart!"

"Cheng Qianfeng, do you have to compete with me?"

The voice of the eight-armed demon god came to an end, and it was like a rolling thunder, thundering through the head of the man, making his eardrums hurt, and he was about to pierce.

"Rivers and rivers will become dry wind forever!"

Zhang Fan was secretly concerned: "The Eight-Armed Demon God only took this person seriously, and the other four Taoist Lords of Transformation seemed to not exist in his eyes. It seems that this method of Cheng Qianfeng must be far beyond his peers and cannot be underestimated."

"The superior has a destiny, and Cheng is also on order. Don't let the demon god make things difficult for the subordinates."

Cheng Qianfeng responded lightly, and then it seemed as if he had regarded the eight-armed demon god as if he had never existed. A yellow cloud flashed between his eyebrows. The thick earth elemental power and an inexplicable rushing force instantly echoed within a radius of several miles, as if the entire area had fallen into another space.

"Donghua real person, just wait for it, there is still a way out."

Cheng Qianfeng seemed to be afraid of the long night and dreams, so he waved his hand while talking.

The four Jinlan and Chiqing who came with him moved in response, each occupying a corner and taking action together.

The eight-armed demon god seemed to be distracted by the "supernatural life" mentioned by Cheng Qianfeng. Although he also took action quickly, he was a little slower.

The four gods and the ancient demon gods, besides the covetous rivers that have become a prosperous wind forever, attack Zhang Fan at the same time.

In an instant, the colors of heaven and earth changed, and the universe changed. In a trance, a strange feeling of heaven and earth being enemies and loneliness appeared in Zhang Fan's heart out of nowhere.

The vast world is all against the enemy; the world is so big that it is impossible to accommodate.
Chapter completed!