"Master~~~"

In the mountains, a terrible cry was heard in the distance.

"I really can't stand it, change people, the bird is up to you. ”

The previous sentence was still said to Zhang Fan, but the last sentence was directed at Mo Ling.

On his shoulder, Mo Ling hung his head weakly, looking listless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

The brute bull was suddenly angry, and when he saw that Mo Ling had made up his mind to be lazy, before he could do anything, Zhang Fan had already slapped it down: "Hurry up, that guy is here again." ”

After this slap, the brute bull became honest, and continued to run wildly, hard-working and diligent.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to care about him, and looked back with a slight frown.

At a distance of hundreds of zhang behind him, large swaths of trees were first eroded and withered, and when they were like rotten wood, they were hit head-on by a huge force and shattered into pieces of wood that were not even the size of a palm.

The tree, which has grown for hundreds of years, is so fragile in the face of that surging force.

In a moment, the hideous image of the eight-armed demon god, with eight arms with teeth and claws, jumped into Zhang Fan's sight.

This is also in the lofty mountains, there are dense, layered trees, lush branches and leaves, if it is the northern plain, I am afraid that it is ten times farther away, it can also be seen from afar.

Arrogant and domineering, fierce and unbeatable, this is the real eight-armed demon god.

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

"What is it that can contain such a powerful consciousness and power of the eight-armed demon god, and form it into a substance?"

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan remembered the problem that he couldn't keep thinking about for half a month.

Yes, far away from the northern Xinjiang is a vast expanse, its blood is yellow, there is a lonely smoke straight, and it is said to be round and magnificent, and it has been half a month later.

In this half month, the endless pursuit has continued.

During the whole process, Zhang Fan vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of familiar aura on the body of this eight-armed demon god, and he couldn't tell it for a while, his body, arms, and magic weapons were all substantial, and his power increased geometrically, ten times more terrifying than he imagined.

In the heaven and earth, any master of the late Yuan Infant period can spend such a long time in the pursuit of the eight-armed demon god without using such a treasure such as ancient treasures, and he is safe and sound, it is enough to be proud.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan did not feel proud, but had a problem that was faintly difficult to solve.

In the past ten days, he has rotated with Manniu and Mo Ling as mounts, interspersed with his own golden crow and rainbow, so that he can delay so far.

So far, the strength has been almost consumed, and some hole cards can not be revealed, the more delayed, the more dangerous it is.

"What should I do?"

When Zhang Fan frowned and pondered, the monstrous demonic qi surged, and the eight-armed demon god approached again.

This process has been repeated countless times during this time, and it seems that it is another big battle of pursuit and escape.

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

"Three days, three more days at most, if they don't come, then they will have to take these eight hands under the knife. ”

After thinking about it, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he stood up on the back of the brute bull, ready to make a move.

At this moment, a strange situation suddenly appeared.

"Boom~!"

The earth trembled, the trees within a radius of hundreds of zhang all fell down, the shrubs were also crooked, the grass withered directly, and the demonic qi was retracted and restricted, not as fierce as possible.

"Huh?!"

Ben was extremely vigilant, and Zhang Fan suddenly burst out in shock.

The earth-shattering scene just now was caused by the eight-armed demon god suddenly taking a step, boundless power pouring into his feet, and forcibly stopping his steps.

In more than ten days, this is the first time he has stopped and there is a problem. ”

A flash of realization flashed in Zhang Fan's heart, and his divine consciousness suddenly exploded, sweeping around him.

"Who?!"

"Get out ~ come ~ come ~ come ~~"

At the same time, the eight-armed demon god shouted violently, rolling waves, as if an invisible big hand suppressed, bending all the trees within a radius of dozens of miles, and bowing down in one direction.

"The demon god is so Yaxing. ”

"A thousand years ago, the Blood God Realm was separated, do you remember Cheng Mou?"

A voice, suddenly emerging in the void, clearly echoing in the air, but there is a strong oppressive force, just by sound, if the power of the mountains.

The sound fell, first a yellow light, and then a four-color light cluster of red, blue, gold and blue, floating left and right, falling from the sky.

"Huhuhuhu~~~"

The wind suddenly rose, the mountains were whimpering, and the aura in the sky converged, gradually forming five clear human forms.

"There is also Donghua Zhenren, although it is the first time I have met, Cheng Mou has also been famous for a long time. ”

Huang Guang condensed, a middle-aged man with a long body, a yellow cloud at the center of his eyebrows, looking gentle and elegant, thick and steady, which made people feel good at first sight.

The one who spoke twice before and after was also this person.

Before the words fell, the other four people around the Huangyun man also condensed into human form.

Tsing Yi is an old man, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes;

The golden coat is a young man, sharp, and his eyes are almost on the top of his head;

The red robe was a strong man, and his chest was wide open, revealing his thick chest hair, both hair and chest hair, all of which were the color of red flames.

The last person is a woman in blue, with an extremely gentle face, and a blue robe is attached to her body with the wind, which makes her even more concave and convex, and her delicate and graceful posture.

Seeing the five of them appear one by one, even if the eight-armed demon god was strong and fierce, he couldn't help but pause, and he didn't attack immediately, obviously quite jealous.

He also had to be afraid, after all, he was only three or five layers of strength, not enough to make him unscrupulous.

The five people in front of him are all very human.

As soon as they appeared, except for the earliest middle-aged man in Huang Yun, who was always restrained and couldn't see the reality and reality, the other four people had layers of ripples looming around their bodies, spreading out inadequately, as if the space couldn't withstand their own pressure.

Their aura is so powerful that it is even better than the Candle Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling and others that Zhang Fan often comes into contact with, and only an extremely strong person like the Corpse Abandoned Daoist can overwhelm them.

- Turning into a Shinto-kun!

These five people are undoubtedly the Dao Monarch of the Gods, although the middle-aged man in Huang Yun did not expose his breath to the outside, but judging from the attitude of the other four people who are faintly led by him, this person's ** out of ten is the strongest of the five.

This kind of strength, even if it is placed at the door of the Faxiang Sect, it is enough to make Candle Jiuxiao nervous for a while, as if Zhang Fan who does not have Zhou Tianxingchen Diagram in his hand?

To the surprise of the eight-armed demon god and the five Avatar Divine Dao Monarchs, Zhang Fan was not only not surprised, but instead let out a sigh of relief, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was saying to the other party, he said:

"You're finally here. ”

"Well, you know we're coming?" Huang Yun's middle-aged man was surprised at first, and then stroked his palms and laughed, "Haha, Cheng Mou understands, it must be the Blood God, Jiuyou and others who told you everything that should be said and what should not be said, I guessed right?"

From beginning to end, there were all smiles on his faces, but the murderous aura implied in this person's words could not be hidden.

This is not good, and it is obvious.

"Right or wrong, what does it matter?"

"Zhang is just curious, he is waiting for you in the sect, why is he reluctant to come to the door, and the master has been waiting for a long time, isn't it the way to be a guest?"

Zhang Fan's expression was very indifferent, but there was an unconcealed sarcasm in his tone, and he almost made it clear that they were gutless rats.

As he spoke, the aura around him was agitated, and the violence gradually faded away, and the edge converged, slowly becoming mellow and restrained, as if a verdant plant had grown on the ash earth after a blazing flame had burned.

As soon as Zhang Fan's words entered his ears, the faces of the five Transformation Divine Dao Monarchs were a little wrong.

This is scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk, can they still admit that Zhang Fan had Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram in his hand at that time, and they didn't dare to come to the door?

Huang Yun's middle-aged man's face flashed with green energy, and he actually restrained his anger, and blurted out and praised: "Good magic skill!"

In the midst of the change of breath, he easily grasped the breath of the innate Yimu essence, and then judged the depth of the innate Yimu cultivation technique that Zhang Fan had cultivated.

This means alone is extraordinary.

The rest of the people waited, but they didn't have such a good demeanor as him, and the big man in red with his chest hair immediately shouted: "Zhang Fanxiaoer, do you still want to make a move in front of us?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well does not know the height of the sky. ”

This time, Zhang Fan didn't even bother to snort, and with a casual glance, he took this person as air.

"The rivers and rivers are eternal, this person is what the deity wants, if he does not break his body into thousands of pieces and swallow it into his belly, the soul will be imprisoned and tortured for eternity, and it is difficult to solve the hatred in the heart of the deity!"

"Cheng Qianfeng, do you have to rob the deity?"

The voice of the eight-armed demon god, after it arrived, was like rolling thunder, blasting over everyone's heads, shaking the eardrums and wanting to pierce.

"The rivers are eternal, and they become dry winds!"

Zhang Fan secretly paid attention: "The eight-armed demon god only puts this person in his eyes, and the other four Avatar Dao Monarchs seem to exist in his eyes, it seems that this method of becoming a dry wind must be far beyond his peers, and he can't be underestimated." ”

"There is an order from above, and Cheng is also acting under orders, and the demon god is embarrassed. ”

Cheng Qianfeng replied lightly, and immediately as if he regarded the eight-armed demon god as if he did not exist, the yellow cloud flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and the thick earth yuan power, as well as an inexplicable rushing power, instantly echoed within a radius of several miles, as if the entire area had fallen into another space.

"Donghua Zhenren, just tie your hands, there is still a way to live. ”

Cheng Qianfeng seemed to be afraid of long nights and dreams, and waved his hand while speaking.

The four people who came with him, Jinlan, Chiqing, moved in response, each occupied a corner, and shot together.

The eight-armed demon god seemed to be distracted by the "life above" in Cheng Qianfeng's mouth, although he also shot quickly, but it was a little slower.

The four Avatar Divine Dao Monarchs and one Ancient Demon God, in addition to the rivers and rivers that were eyeing the eternal dry wind, shot at Zhang Fan at the same time.

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed, Qiankun was translocated, and in a trance, a strange feeling of heaven and earth as enemies and loneliness in the universe appeared out of thin air in Zhang Fan's heart.

The vast world is hostile, and the world is too big to be contained.

This is the means of transforming gods!

(To be continued)