"Huh?! It's them!"

Zhang Fan's expression suddenly perked, and he suddenly looked back and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

In the distance, in the gap between the lush giant trees and the vines and gourds swaying in the wind, there seems to be the sound of ghosts crying and whistling, and the sound of beasts roaring hideously, mixed with the sound of the wind and the sound of wind and leaves, and there is a powerful aura rising to the sky, even if it is a long distance, you can still clearly feel the surrounding aura crazy, suppressing the ghost cry and the beast roar together.

"Nine sons and ghost mothers, beasts and demons are immortal!"

"Interesting! It turned out that they met the old monster. ”

A smile flashed on Zhang Fan's face, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a streamer and flew close to the ground, passing through the giant trees.

Needless to say, that powerful aura is naturally the Yuanying Zhenren Mu Lao Monster, except for him, in this gourd realm, there are few people who can deal with the Nine Sons Ghost Mother and the Beast Demon Immortal with all their might, and they can easily force them to fall behind.

After a while, Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, a strong wind blew, bringing down dozens of gourds, and they fell in front of him like rain, and the sound of "plopping and plopping" was endless.

Here, only a few thousand zhang away from the place where the ghost cried and howled in front of me, I could feel the three familiar breaths entangled in the air, oppressing each other, and finally the ghost mother and the beast demon had no choice but to join forces to fight against the meaning of silence.

In this place, if you release your divine sense, you will naturally be able to find out the situation ahead, but Zhang Fan doesn't plan to do that. After all, there is an old monster in front of him, and it has helped a lot to be able to get so close without being discovered, and the gourd that "crackles" and falls down vigorously has already helped a lot.

"You can't take any of the old monsters lightly!"

Zhang Fan calmed down for a while, and completely rested his intention to move forward or release his divine sense, but with a touch of his hand, the black nest shrouded him, completely shielding his breath.

After doing this, he sat down leisurely with his back against the giant tree, and at the same time with his back to the place where the fierce battle was fighting, and with a stroke of his fingers in front of him, the starlight rippled in the water, and finally turned into a crystal water mirror.

- Water Moon Mirror Flower!

This type of god is just right here, not only can it perfectly reproduce the situation in the fierce battle, but also don't worry about being discovered by them.

Previously, in the void, when the five primordial babies broke out of the sky, although it was the power that directly destroyed the water mirror, it was never discovered that it existed, and now there is only Mu Tianyan alone, so naturally there is no need to worry.

Zhang Fan sat on the tree like this, and watched the play in a leisurely manner.

...... "Say!"

"Where is that kid hiding?"

With a loud shout, Mu Tianyan's Silent Divine Power Domain was wide open and unpredictable, as if there were invisible palms kneading around him, and the endless pressure pressed on the bodies of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother and the Beast Demon Immortal among them with the changes of the Divine Power Domain.

At this time, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother and the Beast Demon were all shrouded in the Yuanying Divine Domain by Mu Tianyan, and they had no way to escape completely, so they could only resist with all their might.

It's not just the oppression of external powers, but in this realm of annihilation, it seems that human feelings fade away in an instant, anger, sorrow, joy, and pleasure...... All of them are suppressed, and the whole person is like a walking corpse, which is its own supernatural power, and it is also invisibly affected by it, and it cannot exert its original power.

When it was said that with Zhang Fan's supernatural powers, he didn't dare to let Mu Tianyan wrap him in the supernatural power domain, but borrowed the terrain to compete with him, these nine sons and ghost mothers and beast demon immortals were not as good as him, and they were wrapped in the supernatural power domain, and naturally fell completely to the downside.

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother, then said that the signature kind smile, she can't even cry now, the white hair like withered grass is draped over her face, covering the already hazy old face full of wrinkles more like a ghost, beside her, nine ghost babies are circling, one by one is sluggish, as if she has been hit by something, from time to time to touch the body of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, as if she is seeking the comfort of her mother.

Not far from the vicinity of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, the beast demon immortal is still black-clothed, and he can't look down on the situation on his face, but just from the tall and stout body lying and trembling, as if he is unstable, he knows that his situation is definitely not much better than that of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

From the outbreak of the conflict to Zhang Fan's arrival, it only took a moment to make it happen, these two masters of the late stage of Jiedan, who were strong enough to have the peak combat power of Jiedan, were forced to the point of dying, and the horror of the old monster was fully revealed.

This is still the case when Mu Tianyan left his hand slightly, looking at what he meant, it was obvious that he wanted to find out Zhang Fan's whereabouts from the two of them, otherwise, if he shot with all his might, I am afraid that someone would fall on the spot.

"How do I know where that kid is?"

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother was like crazy, and said with a roar.

Is she really wronged, what does her nine-son ghost mother have to do with Zhang Fan? The only two words she said to him were Zhang Fan's threats to gouge out her eyes, pull out her tongue and cut off her limbs, how could she know his whereabouts?

The immortality of the beast demon is even more depressing, he is worse than the nine sons and ghost mothers, and he has never said a word to Zhang Fan from beginning to end, so how can he explain his whereabouts?

However, no matter how aggrieved and depressed they are, it is useless, Mu Tianyan first determined that several of them were in a group, and secondly, he kept looking for three days, and he didn't even catch a shadow, and he held back an evil fire in his heart.

Therefore, Mu Tianyan didn't mean to listen to the explanation of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother at all, and with a wave of his right hand, the wind suddenly raged, and the immeasurable silence of the supernatural power turned into a surging tide, and he continued to cover his head and face towards the Nine Sons Ghost Mother and the beast demon.

"If you don't say it, this ancestor will seal you in the Divine Power Domain, and you will not be able to live forever!"

While saying cruel words, Mu Tianyan kept moving in his hands, and the continuous roaring sound exploded, as if a volcanic eruption was continuous.

Under such a Yuanying-level attack, not to mention the Nine Sons and Ghost Mothers, they really don't know, even if they do, they don't have time to speak, but when they see the beast demon Zhou going up and down, countless desolate beast virtual images will manifest out, like a dam formed by desolate beasts, resisting layer by layer.

This beast demon's immortal action is somewhat strange, with his cultivation realm, he should know that when he is so powerful with this overwhelming surname, only by fighting to the death and making a desperate bet can he have a little bit of vitality, and he is so passive and defensive, isn't he looking for death?

Before the water mirror, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, feeling that this beast demon was afraid that he had another backhand, but he soon had no time to pay attention to him, and the nine sons and ghost mothers on the side finally made the most fierce response.

"Mu Lao Wei!"

The voice like a terrible ghost came from the mother of the nine ghosts, and I saw her hair scattered, like a mad demon, and her thin fingers pointed at Mu Tianyan, and shouted: "Don't force me!"

"What about forcing you?"

Mu Tianyan didn't even look at her, and replied casually.

After the scene three days ago, his vigilance against Zhang Fan was infinitely raised, but he still didn't look at the Nine Sons Ghost Mother at all, so he didn't believe that every Jiedan monk was so perverted that he could break his wrist with him, a real person.

"Okay, okay! I'll fight you!"

The white hair of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother suddenly rose in unison without wind, as if the whole person had stood upside down in an instant, and the chaotic hair like a poisonous snake fluttered in reverse.

"Pounce~"

At the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and as soon as it touched the air, it turned into a blood mist.

The nine ghost babies around the nine son ghost mothers, like bathing, "swished", one by one in and out of this blood mist, and in a moment, the nine ghost babies were dyed with blood, doubling the hideous.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this scene in the water mirror, Zhang Fan was shocked and looked at it with interest.

Due to the lifting of his head, the orange peel old face of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother was no longer hidden, and it was clearly exposed in front of him.

Originally, Zhang Fan, who was full of wrinkles, didn't even have the interest to take a second look, but now it was different, while the Nine Sons Ghost Mother made such a response, little by little, from slow to fast, the wrinkles all over the face were gradually disappearing and dissipating.

"Strange!"

Under Zhang Fan's gaze, from beginning to end, it was less than a breath of effort, and what appeared in front of him was a newlywed young woman with a smooth and fair face, no matter how imaginative a person was, he couldn't associate it with the old face before.

If he hadn't witnessed this change with his own eyes, I'm afraid Zhang Fan wouldn't have believed that this young woman who seems to be graceful now is so ugly that people don't want to look at even one more glance at the ghost mother of the nine sons.

"Boy, look closely, this old witch's magical powers are really interesting. ”

Before the water mirror, the appetite of the ascetic person was also hung up, and he reminded with great interest.

At the moment when the bitter Taoist reminded him, Zhang Fan had already noticed the problem.

At the same time that the Nine Sons Ghost Mother began to change, the blood mist that was spewed out by her, as well as the Nine Sons Ghost Babies who were walking through the blood mist, were all connected by red threads.

This red line is faintly invisible, if with the change of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, a touch of red light circulates on the red line, I am afraid that Zhang Fan will not notice them.

These red threads, originating from the abdomen of the nine sons and ghost mothers, are connected to the nine sons through the blood mist, and there seem to be infinite changes between each other, looking like the umbilical cord connected by the mother and child.

"Isn't the old monster amazing? can you do whatever you want?"

"I'm not convinced!"

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who had re-transformed into a young woman, roared hoarsely, and unconsciously, Zhang Fan was in a trance in front of him, as if he could see the young woman who was single-minded and had outstanding qualifications, who was forced by the family to become a tool for marriage, and was forced to give birth to a child who represented the family's bloodline...... At this time, the nine sons and ghost mothers seemed to coincide with her when she suddenly broke out and slaughtered the two families, hundreds of years passed, and there was almost no trace.

"Boom~"

The Nine Sons Ghost Baby, a flicker, just like that, in front of everyone's eyes, along the red line like the umbilical cord, pounced into the belly of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother.

This time, it is like going back in time, tracing back to the source, back to the time before it was born.

(To be continued)