"After more than ten years..."

In the fragments of the Black Water Tide World, an unexpected sentence from Jiuyou Ancestor emerged in his memory.

At that time, the ancestor Jiuyou mentioned that within fifty years, he would not be able to come out of the vast sea abyss. Isn’t that more than ten years later today?” It seems that they are going to launch a group of old Yuanying monsters before they come out of the vast sea abyss.

Zhang Fan took a secret attention and let go of the matter temporarily. Although he was very interested, it was a matter of the future. Let’s talk about the more than ten years of De Chong, which is also a great benefit to him.

After he was calm, he saw his sleeves swaying, and a black shadow flashed out of his sleeves, returning to the size of an ordinary person, and falling heavily to the ground.

Immediately, a clear breath hit my face, and a moan sounded. The person who fell to the ground woke up quietly, looked around in a hazy way, and his face suddenly changed. It was the third child of the Yin family. "If you want to die, just look at it!"

As soon as his hand reached into the Qiankun bag, a calm voice came into his ears, and his movement suddenly froze. The bitterness instantly crawled over his face, and his palm slowly slid down.

Since he saw his two brothers die just now, he did not fight hard, and it is even more impossible for him to waste his life now.

Who are the two around him now? One was one-on-two, and almost killed the Chi together. The other was even more terrifying. The high-ranking Blood God Son was not his opponent. Facing these two, how could he not feel desperate and dare not resist?

Zhang Fan nodded with satisfaction, waved a red light swept across the third son of the Yin family and then changed his face and said, "Where is the old nest of the Blood God Son?

“On Blood God Island, but…

The third son of the Yin family said hesitantly.

"But what? Say it quickly! Zhang Fan urged repeatedly." Hum?"

The old gambling looked at Zhang Fan strangely, feeling something was wrong, but it did not interfere with his question. "Master... Oh no, the Blood God Son had just lost his clone, so he must have taken the backup clone again. He would not return to the island. Without clones, he could not move." "I don't know where he hid his clones?" The third son of the Yin family said nervously. Zhang Fan heard it in his ears and had no expression.

In fact, he knew in his heart that from the followers of these three Blood God Sons, he could not ask anything very important. How could a person like Blood God Son have not achieved this without a preparatory course?

Without even having any routine doubts, Zhang Fan stopped asking: "Is your joint attack technique? Where did it come from?"

The art of combined attacks by the three of them is not small. When Zhang Fan interfered, he discovered that this art of combined attacks was not consistent with the Yin-attributed art practiced by the three brothers. It is obviously different from the two black and white rats, and it is not a derivation of their magical powers.

"Uh..." The third son of the Yin family looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, and happened to touch the Li Mian in his eyes. He did not dare to hesitate and replied: "This is recorded by our brothers on a broken stone tablet that we have seen on a small island by chance. We also rubbed..." "Rubbing●Seal"

When talking about the word "rubbing", it seemed like it suddenly got stuck. The third son of the Yin family murmured and repeated, the sound became shorter and shorter, and the two words became one. It gradually disappeared. What came out of his mouth also turned into meaningless murmurs, tears, saliva, and snot flowing, but it seemed as if it was unaware.

At the same time, a strange sound suddenly came from his body, as if stirring some sticky liquid, and something was like something, raising his wings, and listening to it in his ears, making people creepy. "Alas" Zhang Fan sighed, but did not show any unexpected look." Brother Yinglong, this kid is..." It was something that everyone saw was wrong. The old gambling ghost hurriedly came up and asked. "Blood Butterfly" Zhang Fan shook his head, turned his head and stopped looking at q "Blood Butterfly?"

The old gambling ghost repeated it in horror, then quickly stepped back, as if he had heard something extremely terrifying. It was indeed terrifying!

The blood butterfly is a control power in the blood transformation of the demon. After being attacked, life and death are all in human hands. When it occurs, it is even more cruel.

Previously, Zhang Fan was able to find out his mistakes and used his spiritual sense to investigate the whole body of the third son of the Yin family before interrogating. As a result, he found dozens of uncheckable points in his head, and almost ignored the small gray spots in the past.

From the beginning, he never thought that the Blood God Son would not have any fundamental restrictions on the three. As soon as he saw these small gray dots, he immediately thought of the Blood Butterfly.

The Blood Butterfly's magical power is between magical power and life, and is extremely strange. It is almost impossible for Zhang Fan to crack it now, so he repeatedly asked, hoping to know what he wanted to know before he died.

During the interrogation, Zhang Fan never relaxed his surveillance in his body. He saw with his own eyes that the third son of the Yin family suddenly swelled and broke into the shell. He immediately grew to the thickness of his thumb in a blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the third son of the Yin family was in a flash of his mind, and %%% "bang bang bang"

The sounds were like the sound of glass balls being crushed. In the eyes, mouth, ears, nose, etc., the third son of the Yin family..., bloody butterflies the size of thumbs were completely emerged, flew into the air, flapping their wings desperately, and the bloody aura suddenly spread.

On them, you can still see some gray or snow-white things. As for what they are, you can imagine it." Just!"

Zhang Fan shook his head and no longer thought about it. With a wave of his sleeve, the golden red flames suddenly appeared in the sky, spreading, and a flash of rain passed.

Then, as if it was raining, dozens of charred black fell from the air and some of them were unable to fall to the ground, and countless ashes were dissipated in the air.

Although the blood butterfly is so fragile when exposed to the air, it has almost no solution before it breaks out of its head.

The human brain marrow is so fragile that tiny insect eggs are planted in it, closely combined and almost impossible to peel off. Once the shell is broken, the rest will end in the blink of an eye, and there is no time to take any measures to deal with it.

In fact, there is not a complete solution. If you want to rescue this person, you have to isolate him, either by birds or by Qiankun’s sleeves. In short, the blood butterfly eggs in his mind cannot accept external information at all.

Then, over the years, with targeted spiritual pills, it took several years to slowly unfold the insects and Mao. Everything must be in an isolated environment. Otherwise, once exposed to the air, it will be sensed by the caster and immediately explode with the dagger.

Not to mention how to get targeted spiritual pills, how could Zhang Fan spend so much effort and so much time on the enemy of the third family of Yin family? Of course, he could only squeeze out a few words as much as possible and leave. "It's really a father poison!" The old gambling ghost also understood at this time, shook his head and sighed.

Zhang Fan said silently and did not take his words. If he didn't even have such a means, he would be sorry for the great reputation of the Blood God Son.

The move, three Qiankun bags, divided into three directions, flew into his hands.

Zhang Fan's spiritual sense was swept through the first two, without stopping at all. Until the third one, the Yin family's boss, the Yin family's Yintian Qiankun bag, a hint of joy appeared on his face. Then he spread it open, and a silk appeared in his hand. There was nothing to say about the texture of the silk, and the pattern on the key surface.

On the silk, there are black background and white patterns, and mysterious patterns are printed on them, and there are broken cuts on the four sides. It seems that as the third son of the Yin family said, it was indeed rubbing it from a broken stone tablet.

On the pattern, the art of combining attacks by the three brothers was printed. At a glance, I felt that it was extremely mysterious and far more complicated than what the three brothers showed.

The key is that from the whole swallowing, this pattern is only part of it, and its true face is not a simple three-person attack technique. "What a pity!"

Zhang Fan sighed, put away the silk, and bounced up a few sparks at the same time, burning the bodies of the three Yin brothers to ashes.

Unfortunately, I couldn't get more information from the third child of the Yin family. Otherwise, if I had the opportunity to get a glimpse of the whole leopard, I would definitely gain a lot.

Because the old gambling ghost was by his side, Zhang Fan did not immediately check the Blood God Son's Qiankun Bag, but turned his head and asked, "Old gambling ghost, do you have any plans in the future?" He asked about the plan, but it was actually running for life!

The Blood God Son could not just let it go, and Zhang Fan could not be a bodyguard for him. If you don’t plan it carefully, today’s events will happen sooner or later.” This umbrella” “Let’s take one step at a time!” The old gambling ghost’s face suddenly became gloomy and he said helplessly.

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, recalled the impression he had seen since he met the old gambling ghost. Shaoqing said slowly: "Or, go to Wangjia to avoid him for a while!" Wangjia?" The old gambling ghost looked back in shock and asked in surprise. He had just caused the second son of the Wang family to die. Although no one knew, he was always a little guilty." Wangjia was short of people at this time, and you would definitely get his hospitality in the past, not having to go out or not lack the need for cultivation." "As long as you stay there honestly, it is unlikely that they will find Wangjia!"

What Zhang Fan said is indeed the truth. Let’s not talk about whether the other party can find the trace of the old gambling ghost. Just because the other party has made great plans, it will not easily offend the dangerous business alliance, not to mention that the giant Tiandun Sect is standing behind him.

As long as the old gambling ghost does not repeat the mistakes of the second son of the family, there will be no problem avoiding the limelight.

"Okay!" "The old gambling ghost was his turtle with his head down! After thinking about it, the old gambling ghost gritted his teeth.

Then he stopped stopping, took the notes that Zhang Fan asked him to transfer, and stood up and flew towards Hanhai City at a very fast speed. "Please be blessed!"
Chapter completed!