"Is it possible, to offend another one?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, the previous master of the divine sense, no matter how you look at it, should not be lower than the terror of Changfeng Zhenren and the eight-armed demon god, such a top powerhouse, countless people will never see them in their lives, but he wants to offend the three of them in a few days, which really makes people speechless and ask the sky.

This person appeared here at this time, how could it be that there was no cause, and the ** of the ten was also related to the secret of the gourd realm.

After a while, Zhang Fan didn't turn around and leave, first, since the gourd realm can change the fate of the five great primordial babies and make them haunted by their dreams, it is unusual, how can they give up easily;

Immediately, with a stroke of his fingers, the starlight rippled in the water, turning into a water mirror, and in an instant, countless lights and shadows swept by, and finally froze at the source of the divine consciousness a moment ago.

"Huh, it's all there!"

The water waves were still rippling, hazy and no sound came out, but Zhang Fan recognized several of them at once.

It was under a giant supertree that was far larger than its surroundings, and countless gourds swayed in the breeze, colliding with each other, spilling a mottled haze.

Below the shaking of the gourd shadow, there were four figures that jumped into Zhang Fan's eyes. Three of them were separated from Yin Heng, Jin Ke'er, and scattered disciples when they first entered the gourd realm.

The situation of the three of them is not very good.

Yin Heng sat cross-legged, a pair of white and flawless palms were exposed, like a living thing swimming in it, pressing on the ground deadly, at the tentacles, the water was shining, the snow was falling in the sky, and the ice was frozen in all directions.

Not far from her, there were two people, Jin Ke'er and the Taoist.

Jin Ke'er didn't seem to have anything to do, lying on the ground and sucking his thumb from time to time, as if he was asleep, and the situation of the scattered people was not very good, but he saw that he was covered with bruises, blood stained up and down, and the blood was spreading in a puddle of blood where he was lying.

Although it is impossible to see the truth in the hazy water mirror, and I don't know the specific situation, it is obvious that the situation of the three is not very good.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and his gaze moved away from the three of them, condensing on a strange figure hundreds of zhang away in front of them, not far from under the giant tree.

He was clearly the master of the previous consciousness.

"Huh?"

"It's ......"

After a little attention, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be stunned.

What appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who was extremely dashing, with a clear face, like a poem on his belly, and his temples were like frost, as if he had been weathered.

He held the jade flute in one hand, waving it slightly, infused by the heavenly wind, becoming the sound of nature, and the other hand was behind him, with a always upright posture, arrogant and self-evident, adding to the mature demeanor of a middle-aged man.

His gaze has always been softly fixed on Yin Heng's body, as if he can speak, in the rich feelings, a little pity, a little admiration, if a woman sees it, it is inevitable to be intoxicated.

Such a man with such a demeanor makes people feel close to him, that is, Zhang Fan can see it, and he can't help but secretly praise "good manners".

The premise is not to look at the feet of this middle-aged man.

At his feet, what should have been an ankle was blurred, as if it had melted into a snow-white fluff, as if it were conjoined.

That piece of snow white, Zhang Fan is no stranger!

"Little white wolf!"

The one lying on the ground, with his two front paws covering his eyes, and his whole body trembling like chaff, was the little white wolf who would never leave Jin Ke'er's side.

At this time, the little white wolf, no matter how weird it looks, is even more aggrieved than in the past under the ravages of Jin Ke'er, as if he was angry.

The upper half of its body, that is, the position of its backbone, suddenly opened up a big hole, a haze, and the middle-aged man standing on it swept it at a cursory glance, as if the middle-aged man had broken directly from the body of the little white wolf.

The lower body of the little white wolf is half submerged in a spring whirlpool, and it is constantly sinking, but it still does not dare to struggle, or even dare to cry loudly, but it is empty and whimpering, and it really smells sad and listens to tears.

As soon as he saw this spring that trapped the little white wolf, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and thought about it.

In the spring, it is not the spring water that keeps spewing out, but a large area of drifting snow, which will be hazy on all sides, like snowflakes in the cold wind of winter, covering everything.

These snowflakes, when they erupt less than three or five zhang away, turn into large swaths of crystal rain and fall from the sky.

Although the rain is crystal clear, the whole body is cold, as if every drop of water is made of ice, they splash on the vine gourd, drip on the ground soil and rocks, and even hit the four people in the field, all in an instant, it freezes and freezes, the cold light spreads, and it freezes in an instant.

The snowfall in the sky, the rain in the middle, and the ice when it encounters things, is for the rain and ice!

- Rain and Ice Spring!

This is the rain and ice spring that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Shenshui Palace, but isn't it said that this spring has long been refined into a strange treasure by their Shenshui Palace?

Just when Zhang Fan looked at this frozen world in surprise, the bitter Taoist suddenly sighed and said, "Sure enough, it's him!"

"One of the top ten demon kings of antiquity - the Wise Wolf King. ”

"Wise wolf?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this middle-aged man had anything to do with the "wolf".

"Yes, Zhi Wolf, one of the top ten masters of the ancient demon clan, and also the brain of the top ten demon kings, the surname Huangyin is better than the dragon clan, so he is nicknamed the silver wolf king by the people of the demon clan......

At this time, Zhang Fan noticed that the ascetic people used the word "demon clan", not the "demon beast" as they are called now, but the asceticians did not elaborate, and he did not delve into it, but just listened to the narration of the ascetics while observing the situation on the other side of the water mirror.

In ancient times, the demon clan had ten masters, collectively known as the ten demon kings, the wolf king is one of them, and it is the brain of the ten demon kings.

This Wise Wolf King is different from other demon beasts who focus on cultivation with their true body, but what he majored in was the way of divine consciousness that few people in the human race specialized in cultivating.

At that time, the strength of the Wisdom Wolf King's divine consciousness was unparalleled for a while, and he was known as the first person in the world, so as soon as he sensed the terrifying strength of his divine consciousness, the bitter Taoist thought of this person for the first time.

The Wise Wolf King used his divine sense to derive all kinds of magical powers, even in ancient times, he was also the top master, and he did not let the horror of Changfeng Zhenren's heart sword be extinguished.

Its most famous supernatural power is the so-called Seven Divine Arts!

The Wise Wolf King didn't know what the secret method was, but at the moment when the primordial god was completed, it was divided into seven, so the seven major distractions were formed.

Different from the distractions of other god-transforming monks, the seven doppelgangers of the Wise Wolf King are evenly divided, and it can be said that each of them represents one-seventh of his strength, and what secret methods are hidden in it, and what purpose he does so, it is unknown.

When the Spirit Immortal Realm was established, the Wise Wolf King, who was the top powerhouse of the Demon Clan, naturally moved to it, so when the Bitter Dao people guessed that the master of the Divine Sense was him, they knew that it was impossible for him to use his original body to the Nether.

These materials of the ascetic people are tens of thousands of years ago, and now that the long years have passed, there is no way to know how strong this wise wolf king is.

Zhang Fan only knew one thing, the dashing middle-aged man in front of him was obviously one of the seven distractions of the Wise Wolf King.

"Just ......"

"This Wise Wolf King is so powerful, as one of his seven major distractions, how can he descend to the human realm so easily, let alone in such a strange way. ”

Zhang Fan's gaze couldn't help but drift to the part where the Wise Wolf King was almost connected to the little white wolf, the dignified Ancient Demon King was indistinguishable from a small demon beast, this could not be said to be normal.

"Don't look at it, this is the technique of bloodline advent!"

It was a bitter Taoist who saw Zhang Fan's question at once, and said with a little remembrance: "When the Spirit Immortal Realm was first established, the Ancient Demon King often used this method to descend to the human realm, and this little white wolf was obviously the blood of the Wise Wolf King, or a chess piece specially arranged by him here, so he could successfully descend a distraction. ”

"However, I didn't expect this old wolf to miscalculate, but it was still planted in the hands of a woman, hahaha~~~ Sure enough, it was still a swimmer who drowned, whining and wailing, he deserved it~"

The bitter Taoist looked at the current appearance of the Wise Wolf King, and that kind of schadenfreude could not be concealed.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but feel sorry, even the invisible oppressive force generated by the ascetic people who told the story of the year was also wiped out.

This wise wolf king is really worthy of his reputation as a veteran of the flower bush and the think tank of the demon clan, and now he is obviously being given yin by Yin Heng.

Previously, as soon as the ascetic Daoist noticed the Wisdom Wolf King's divine sense, he knew that he was in trouble, and at this time, when he looked through the water mirror, it was even more clear at a glance.

The rain and ice spring that trapped the little white wolf, which was also equivalent to trapping the distraction of the wise wolf king, obviously could not have been hastily arranged, this Yin Heng was afraid that he had planned for a long time, so he had this scene now.

If it weren't for the trap, how could the dignified ancient gods, the king of the demon clan, fall into this scene.

At this moment, the Water Moon Mirror Flower Technique finally stabilized in the chaotic aura caused by the Rain and Ice Spring, and at the same time, a clear voice with a magnetic surname came out of it.

"Heng'er, why are you doing this?"

The Wise Wolf King ignored the rain and ice spring that was gradually engulfing the little white wolf under his feet, and looked at Yin Heng intently, the corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly, and the charm of the vicissitudes of life was revealed.

"Why bother?"

"Hahaha~~ dignified wise wolf king, you will also ask such a childish question, you have harmed our mother and daughter to the point where it is today, I Yin Heng will give you a profound lesson no matter what, I will let you never forget it for the rest of your life!"

In Yin Heng's words, he gritted his teeth indescribably, and only when he mentioned the mother and daughter, he subconsciously looked back at Jin Ke'er, and he showed a little kindness, but then he drowned in boundless resentment.

"Huh? ......?"

Zhang Fan always felt very strange when he heard this Yin Heng's tone, and then an idea came to his mind.

"Bitter Old ......"

"What is the surname of the Wise Wolf King?"

(To be continued)