The chaotic spiritual storm that rose into the air, which was rendered like the end of the world around him, Zhang Fan stared at the figure suspended in the air, and the extremely cold sound came from the cracks of his teeth.

When Zhang Fan relaxed, he felt weak all over and was about to fall asleep.

This endless feeling of fatigue is not due to the body, but is exhausted both inside and outside, exhausted spiritual power, exhausted mental power, and almost exhausted oil and lamp exhausted.

At the last moment, the technique of activate the rainbow transformation was too fierce and almost squeezed him out. If he was the only one, it would not be a problem to meet with Feng Jiuling and the others before the Night King caught up, but it would be extremely difficult to bring the Taoist Zui Death and Fairy Xinglan.

It was just a little bit. After a breath, he had to take the terrifying blow himself. If so, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, and there would definitely be no third result.

The terror of this "Night King" was fully reflected in the previous attack. Therefore, although Zhang Fan's eyes were cold, he did not mean to fight him to the death immediately.

With his own strength, this man took over the combined attack of Fengjiuling and Kuanglong Zhenren, which was absolutely shocking and shocking. Zhang Fan only saw in his life. In addition to the realm of transformation and the people in the Great Dao of Longevity, perhaps even the Blood Dragon Wuwang, who had just escaped from the past, should be inferior to this person.

"Who is this?"

From Fengjiuling's previous sentence "Senior Night King" it is not difficult to know that this so-called Night King is afraid that this older generation master is still a master. If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be so terrible. But he had just finished all his memory and never remembered any senior master who called "Night King".

While thinking, Zhang Fan raised his eyes and stared at the master who almost forced him into a desperate situation through the smoke and dust that gradually settled down in the sky.

“Boom boom”

The continuous roar sounds have never stopped since Fengjiuling and Crazy Dragon Real Man blocked the attack on Zhang Fan, and they have never stopped, whistling between the sky and the earth. The source is hundreds of feet ahead.

There, a vast white ray of light floated in the air, washing like a hedgehog, and like the rising red sun, thousands of white rays shone everywhere, and the sound of history filled the world.

"This is,"

The dust settled, the smoke disappeared, everything in front of you gradually became clear, and Zhang Fan's expression also changed.

From hundreds of feet away, it was all the way to their feet, like an ugly scar, imprinted on the earth.

The ground was sprinkled and broken to the extreme, almost like red powder; the ground itself was dense, with cracks like a child's mouth everywhere, countless, hundreds of feet away, and no inch of land could be exceptional.

This scene was like a violent wind turning into a billion sharp blades, pulling it back and forth on the ground with great patience. It was completely unimaginable, but it was just a blow.

At this time, Zhang Fan finally knew what the other party's method was.

"Sound wave!"

All-hole, invisible and intangible sound waves.

His own natal Dharma Yudong Emperor Bell also has sound wave magic powers in it, but compared with the sound wave attacks shown in front of him, it may have advantages in suppressing the water, wind and fire of the pool, but in actual attacks, it is beyond the reach.

The initiator of all this was hundreds of feet away, a white glow floating in the air, centered at his feet, cracked in an inch on the ground within a radius of thousands of feet, and continued to spread, as if it was endless.

Not only the earth, but also the lush forests, are beyond recognition at this time.

Within a radius of thousands of feet, all the big trees were broken into powder, scattered in the air, making them dizzy, like muddy water, making everything hazy.

Only the white light was roaring loudly, spreading light energy in all directions, rising into the sky like a tornado, with its might that was terrifying and unignorable.

Needless to say, those seemingly weak phora, the culprits of all this, are the terrifying sound waves that condense into substance, like sharp blades.

Zhang Fan took all this into his eyes. After clarifying the other party's terror, he focused his attention at the core of the white light.

At this moment, the pursuer who brought endless destruction had not even revealed his true appearance in front of everyone.

Hazy and dazed, the tornado surged into the sky, condensed into a substantial sound wave, and in vaguely, there seemed to be two huge snow-white wings flapping slightly.

"This wing?"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, as if he had grasped something.

This pair of wings is different from the wings of ordinary demon birds. It is as skinny as bone-like and has no feather embellishment.

"bat!"

"White Bat!"

There is only one kind of demon bird, which looks like this.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan finally realized it.

"Night Wind Bat!"

In the Yunmeng Gorge of Thousand Mountains, a giant demon transformed into a land of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons. Before he died, Yefeng Bat turned into billions of white bats, but it was still broken by Zhang Fan. He fell on the spot and was annihilated into dust.

At that time, the other white bats that appeared did not turn into spiritual energy and disperse, but turned into sound waves and spread out into the distance with a "bang".

, If you are ordinary, you will have monsters. Zhang Ji was wrong at that time, but the ant had a lot of natural springs and did not take it to heart.

Now it seems that this Night Wind Bat knew that he could not escape death, but his last method was both a meaning of fulfilling people and a hidden message. It was just that Zhang Fan ignored it.

However, even if I noticed it, the results were probably no different. It was obviously some magical means of their bat clan. Unless they were prepared for it, the same result would still be the same and would attract this person.

"This is a hornet's nest, killing the younger ones, attracting the old ones!"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he never thought that the fruit that caused the three of them to escape from life and death was the result of the sudden death of life and death.

If the matter happens again, he will still be able to do it, but he will never attract such a terrifying person again.

"Fairy Xinglan, what is this bat's leg?

Zhang Fan saw that the nine heavenly real man Fengjiuling and the crazy dragon real man were still confronting the Night King freely, and quickly asked in a hurry.

"The Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons, one of the three Ten Thousand Demon Kings

"Night King, White Bat!"

Fairy Xinglan's voice came faintly,"

Among the 100,000 mountains, there are countless monsters and their own forces. The name is: The Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons!

Since it is named after the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, it can be seen that its strength is so strong.

I don’t know how many years this Ten Thousand Demons’ Ancestral Court has existed, but only knows that the supreme one is called himself the Ten Thousand Demons’ Ancestor King.

There are three kings of the Ten Thousand Demons in this generation, namely: Night King, White Bat; Moon King, Cang Wolf; Earth King, Yellow Dragon of the Earth.

These three demons are all ten thousand years old monsters. They have been promoted to the realm of transformation for thousands of years. They are stronger and stronger, and have profound cultivation. Each of them is the top masters in the human world.

The reason why the Hundred Thousand Mountains can become a paradise of monsters is that even when there are no internal and external troubles, Qinzhou has never attacked them because of the existence of these three old monsters.

The Night King White Bat, its original body is an ancient alien white bat. It lives in a hundred thousand mountains for generations. It is best at sound wave magical powers and is flying at a very fast speed, which is even better than sound transmission.

This person is also the top-level strongman among the three ten thousand-year-old monsters, most often representing the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons, so this is known to Fairy Xinglan and others.

The Moon King, Xiaoyue Canglang, is also an ancient monster. According to legend, he has the bloodline of the Wisdom King, one of the ancient monster kings, and is a descendant of his stay in the human world. As for whether this is true, it is unknown to outsiders.

The Earth King, the Earth Yellow Dragon, this monster is the most mysterious among the three demon kings. It is said that it has not taken a step beyond the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Demons for thousands of years. Its status is hidden above the Night King and the Moon King, and is the leader of the three demons.

"The ten thousand-year-old monster actually got into trouble with this old monster."

While shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Zhang Fan could only secretly be grateful. Fortunately, out of caution, he sent the letter to the flying sword. Otherwise, he would have been unable to be kind today.

When Fairy Xinglan introduced Ye Wang Genjiao, the front was already stiff.

"Fengjiuling, do you let me go if you let me go?"

A voice that cannot be described in words sounded in everyone's ears as if the wind was blowing from outside the domain.

These sounds, like living creatures, were heard in the ears, and a feeling of earthworms rushing into the soil desperately, constantly penetrated into the soul.

"let?"

"joke!"

Feng Jiuling sneered at him: "Be kind to you, call you "Senior Night King". You're welcome, just call you "Old Bat" and what can you do?"

"Is my Faxiang Sect the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons able to make a point? I don't know how to measure myself!"

"So brave!"

As if he was angry by Fengjiuling, the Night King shouted loudly. The tornado that never dispersed suddenly surged and a terrifying power rushed towards him. It seemed as if he was about to tear everyone into pieces.

"Who do you think you are? Zhu Jiuxiao?"

"When you take charge of the Zhoutian Star Map, come to me again and be arrogant. If you don't hand over the murderer who killed my grandson today, no one of you will leave.

It seemed to suppress the anger, and the erratic feeling in the Night King's voice faded away, and it seemed particularly deep, as if the earth was about to be crushed by it.

"Hmph!"

Feng Jiuling sneered, but did not retort, but just took out something and squeezed it tightly in his hand.

Behind him, Zhang Fan and others also converged. If they really wanted to take action, it would be a tough battle.

If Zhang Fan and others were in full swing, five against one, this ten thousand-year-old monster would never dare to say this crazy thing, but it would be different now. If you really start fighting, the winner will be between the two. Especially the terrifying speed of the white bat can be said to be free to come and go, so they would not be able to get the advantage.

"Night King, the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons!"

Zhang Fan clenched his fists tightly and imprinted these two names into his heart.

"Old bat, don't force me to go crazy!"
Chapter completed!