When you meet an old acquaintance in a foreign country, it is true that you know it, but the other party is afraid that she doesn't want to meet Zhang Fan.

On the island, in the middle of what was once a dense forest, a large number of trees formed in a circle, lying in the opposite direction to the center of the circle.

In this great circle of lodging trees, there is not a single tree in the center, and the root system that can be seen occasionally or on the ground is not a tree trace, not even a stump.

The only thing that can tell that there was once a flourishing forest here is the scattered powdered wood chips.

Within a radius of hundreds of zhang, the earth was thinned into a layer, the rocks cracked into powder, and the trees were reduced to debris......

The traces of a great war are revealed.

In the center of this man-made clearing, five figures jumped into Zhang Fan's eyes.

There are four people on the periphery, three men and one woman.

The three men were an old man with a withered face like old tree bark, a middle-aged strong man with a muscular body, and a thin young man with a withered yellow face.

The only woman among the four, who looked to be about thirty people, was plump, fair-skinned, her hair was adorned with flowers, and she was full of gaudy peony charm.

These four people, divided into four directions, divided into a combined attack, a degree of advance and retreat, interspersed with movements, naturally, at a glance is a long time together life, I don't know how many times the tacit understanding has been cultivated by the joint attack, the view - its exercises, there are also traces of the same source.

The four of them besieged a majestic man who looked a little honest at first glance.

On the head of this majestic man, two horns are bent, the cold light is shining, and he is holding an iron rod, dancing like a tiger and a tiger, and the strong wind that brings it blows down the layers of floating soil on the ground.

- Mighty Demon King!

This person is the only person who escaped from the eye of the sea first and escaped under Feng Jiuling's men in the battle of Fenghai Haiyan!

The powerful demon king of the sky, the brute cow, the body is the Zhenhai Hercules cow, it can be said to be unique, the natural strength is infinite, the sea and land are difficult, there is the power of Zhenhai, and the demon clan exercises are inherited.

Not only that, he should be able to escape from under the noses of Zhang Fan and Feng Jiuling, in addition to the fact that the two of them don't pay attention to him, what is more is his life's Heavenly Demon Secret Technique - Dead Wood Spring Demon Method!

It is precisely because of this method that Zhang Fan has the interest to stop and take a look.

During this period of time, I have been cultivating the Heavenly Demon Shadow **, and I feel something in my heart, and I am very interested in the so-called Heavenly Demon Secret Method.

If it comes to the status and actual role of the Heavenly Demon, the dead wood is far above the Heavenly Demon Shadow in spring, there is no doubt that Zhang Fan has moved his mind.

He had already seen the strength of the Mighty Demon King, and he was far from his opponent, but the unbeatable body and the extremely sharp means of escaping his life made him a little concerned.

At the same time, this brute bull provoked four people, and at a glance, he knew that it was not easy to deal with.

Three men and one woman, all of whom are cultivating the supernatural powers of the wood genus, and each has its own mysteries, and they are all out of the same door, but they have very different supernatural powers, each goes to the extreme, and has its own powerful place.

Anyway, it is also five Yuanying real people, not to mention that there are too many strong people nearby at this time, and if they accidentally attract a group, Zhang Fan has to press it down and act carefully.

At this time, it was gradually moving westward, and the clouds he was covering were reflected in the sunlight on the island.

With a shadow, it's easy to do.

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, after all, the Heavenly Demon Shadow was a beginner and had not yet developed a habit, otherwise he who mastered this Heavenly Demon **, he wanted to approach silently, and there were various means.

Suddenly, he restrained his breath, as if he had disappeared between heaven and earth, and then his body moved, as if melting, and flashed directly from the clouds.

Zhang Fan's movements were extremely fast, and his aura was completely constricted, but at that moment, he still attracted the attention of everyone on the island.

The Mighty Demon King was too busy to take care of himself, not to mention him, among the four people on the periphery, the old man who described the withered old man, as if he had a feeling in his heart, suddenly looked up to the sky.

Without any hesitation, the place where the withered old man was looking was the cloud where Zhang Fan was before.

At this time, in the eyes of the withered old man, there was only a cloud that suddenly broke apart, as if when passing there, the wind suddenly rioted, and directly tore the cloud to pieces.

He frowned slightly, it was his divine sense that swept over the island, and he didn't find anything, so he put it down.

"Maybe it's a passerby!"

The withered old man thought secretly, and immediately gathered his mind and focused his attention on the Mighty Demon King who was surrounded by the four of them, like an immortal King Kong.

The withered old man, who had been restrained by the bull for most of his mind, did not know that in a forest a few miles away from him, a shade of a tree suddenly writhed strangely.

In the dense forest, the most indispensable thing is all kinds of reflections, as large as a big tree, a canopy, as small as a grass and a leaf, there are shadows.

In other words, the world in the forest is the world of shadows.

The heavenly demon hides in the shade of the forest, coming and going in a flash, and the speed is so fast that the streamer does not cut through the sky.

"What an old man!"

Quickly shuttling through the countless reflections, Zhang Fan was distracted, paying attention to the situation in the distance, and secretly admiring.

He was already careful enough, that withered old man could still detect his existence when he was distracted by a strong enemy, and this kind of means was already infinitely close to the great master of the late Yuan Infant stage.

If you ignore the congenital Qi Earth Yuan Fetus, Yuan Tianxin, who hates the Nine Chains of the Earth, may not be the opponent of this withered old man.

"The world is so big, it really hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, which should not be underestimated. ”

Zhang Fan was secretly vigilant in his heart, and his mentality of walking on thin ice could not be ignored even if he cultivated to a high level, even if he reached the realm of Yuan Shen Dacheng.

The old man is strong, and his three companions are not weak, except for the plump woman who has a low point of cultivation, but is a newcomer to the Yuan Infant, the other two are also the cultivation of the middle Yuan Infant, not under Zhang Fan.

Stopped steadily in the last shadow, watching the situation in the field from a distance of hundreds of zhang, and when he noticed the cultivation level of the four of them, Zhang Fan was very surprised.

The cultivation of these four people is not weak, but it is not in his eyes, what really surprises him is that although the exercises practiced by these four people are strange, they are actually from the same origin.

In this case, their division is enough to attract attention.

"Is there a sect overseas that is well-known for its wood supernatural powers?"

Zhang Fan really hadn't heard of this, but the sea was boundless, let alone him, even if he was a native of overseas monks, he couldn't say why.

Soon, he was no longer distracted by such things, and the situation in the field was about to erupt.

"Brute, do you think you can still run today?"

The withered old man said in a deep voice: "If you don't tie your hands yet, go back with me and ask the island owner for guilt, do you want us to kill you on the spot?"

At the end of the day, it's all about it!

"Hahaha~"

A deep laugh came out of the mouth of the Mighty Demon King, and I saw him shaking his head and saying in a sullen voice: "If you die, you will die, and if you die, you will have to drag a few burials!"

"Old trees, coiled roots, fallen leaves, flying flowers, you four listen to Lao Tzu. ”

Qingtian Mighty Demon King Ping raised the iron rod in his hand, gestured around, pointed at the four people one by one, and shouted:

"Kurong Island, bah~ What are you guys, it's just a shrunken turtle behind closed doors, if it weren't for the death of several of Lao Niu's allies, sooner or later they would be killed on the island and slaughtered cleanly. ”

This brute bull Zhang Fan didn't come into contact with it for the first time, so he understood that this person was a shape-shifting demon who was clumsy in words, and he scolded angrily at this time, but his words were sharp and hearty.

According to his comparison, the withered old man should be the old tree in his mouth, the middle-aged strong man is the roots, the thin young man is the fallen leaves, and the plump woman is named Feihua.

Seeing that he said so hard, the old tree, the roots, the flying flowers, and the fallen leaves all changed color, and their faces were full of coldness, and there was no more thought of saving effort.

"Don't worry, you brute bull won't die here. ”

A delicate, but hateful voice came, but it was the plump woman Feihua.

Her face was distorted for a while, and her originally beautiful face looked like a ghost, and she said coldly, "We didn't want to kill you." If you dare to kill my Kurong Young Island Master and take away my inheritance secret method, don't think about a good death. ”

"Escort you to the island, the old island owner will concoct your life, and you can't survive or die!"

The sound of flying flowers floated between the empty heaven and earth, and that kind of resentment, as if it was substantial, was heard in the ears, and the cold hairs stood on end, and there was a chill.

This is not about cultivation, but about gnashing teeth and hatred, boundless resentment, transmitted with the voice.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and was very suspicious in his heart, this Feihua had an unusual relationship with the young island master who died in the hands of the Heavenly Mighty Demon King, the tenth **, otherwise he should not be resentful to such an extent.

Feihua's words only made the Heavenly Mighty Demon King snort, as if he was clumsy in words, or disdainful of answering, but just took advantage of this time to try to recover his spiritual power.

On the contrary, it was the three people of the old tree who were entrenched and deciduous, and they all frowned, secretly complaining in their hearts that the plump woman had covered their minds with hatred.

After all, the Mighty Demon King is not a mediocre person, and he has the demon method of dead wood and spring to protect himself, so if he really wants to fight hard, it will be light to spend a few more times.

Now that the talk has come to this point, it is beyond their control.

"What bullshit old island owner, it's just an old immortal tree spirit, sooner or later, I'm going to give him a break!"

The Mighty Demon King was really out of his mind, cursed loudly, raised the iron rod in his hand, and smashed it down at the flying flower.

He is looking for a back, and this woman is undoubtedly the best back.

Before the Mighty Demon King could make a move, just that sentence made everyone led by Lao Shu change color together, and the obvious anger crawled all over the faces of the four people.

"How daring!"

With a loud shout, the middle-aged strong man stopped in front of Feihua's body, and did not use the magic weapon, his arms were folded horizontally, and he was going to fight upwards with his flesh and blood, and he was going to shake the powerful demon king with a thousand blows with the power of a thousand jun.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, like a defeated revolution.

(To be continued)