"Ah..." When Lan Feng saw the kind eyes of God Lord Pan Hao, she was also stunned.
Where is this? Qingyue is the daughter of Heavenly King Gao Peng, how could she be the daughter of God Lord Panhao?
Looking at the God Lord Pan Hao who was resurrected but with confused eyes, Lan Feng knew that Pan Hao had indeed lost his memory.
It seems that in the ancient catastrophe, when the God Lord Pan Hao died, his soul was severely damaged, and even his memory was damaged.
How did Lan Feng know that Gao Peng is the grandson of the God Lord Pan Hao, and Qing Yue is Gao Peng's daughter. Of course Qing Yue has the genetic aura of Pan Hao's daughter Princess Jinglian.
Princess Jinglian is Qingyue’s grandmother.
Princess Qingyue saw the strong love in the eyes of God Lord Panhao, and she was deeply moved in her heart.
This god is so stupid and pitiful that he has forgotten his relatives and who he is.
But I am really not this stupid big daughter.
Although Princess Qingyue pitied the God Lord Pan Hao, she shook her head and said: "I am not your daughter Jinglian, my name is Qingyue, and my father's name is Gao Peng."
"You are not Jinglian... you are Qingyue... who is Qingyue? Who is Gao Peng? Who am I?" Pan Hao's eyes became confused again, and a kind of terrifying killing slowly became stronger in his eyes.
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The little golden man in Lan Feng's ears felt Pan Hao's strong murderous intention. He stood up from the saint's futon vigilantly, rushed to Lan Feng's shoulder, and stared at the god Lord Pan Hao to prevent him from suddenly hurting Qing Yue.
"Who am I..." Pan Hao suddenly shouted, threw away the Sun God Needle in his hand, and rushed away.
Princess Qingyue grabbed her own Sun God Needle, popped out the Dragon Swallow Wings, and chased after her.
"Silly big man...where are you going?" Although Qingyue didn't know the God Lord Pan Hao, they were related by blood after all. Pan Hao's confusion, loneliness, and helplessness made Princess Qingyue feel that he was pitiful.
"Hurry up and chase..." the little golden man shouted in a low voice.
"Whoosh..." Lan Feng moved away and chased after him.
Besides, Gao Peng took Linghu Xue, Hu Meier, Pan Lie, and Feng Baoer into the Shenyu Mountain Range.
The entire Shenyu Mountain Range was filled with mist and mist, and there were rusty, broken swords and fragments of magic weapons everywhere.
This place was originally an ancient battlefield, and countless battles from all walks of life took place here.
The devastating attacks and explosions completely destroyed the rules of the world in this area.
The rules of heaven and earth in the Shenyi Mountain Range are incomplete, resulting in space cracks, space whirlpools, and space storms everywhere in this area.
If a person accidentally falls into these space cracks or whirlpool storms, he will be torn into pieces in an instant.
So this is an extremely dangerous area.
But the more dangerous the place, the more opportunities there are.
Countless ancient immortals, gods, realm lords, and holy lords perished after fighting here. This area will leave behind their rings, magic weapons, elixirs, and cultivation secrets, as well as the cave ruins of many strong men.
Therefore, every time the Shenyue Mountain Range is opened, countless cultivators will come in, hoping to gain opportunities to practice.
Even if the yang energy rises and the yin energy decreases, the entire Shen Yun Mountains is still a place with extremely heavy yin energy, and is full of terrible evil spirits, zombies, and ancient broken spirits that have lost their memory.
These things are extremely powerful and terrifying, and they like to devour the flesh and blood souls of the cultivators who come in to strengthen themselves.
Thick yin energy floated over, and the coldness was overwhelming, just like the Nine Netherworld. You like to listen to English, so why did I ask you? General.
"Brother Gao... the yin energy here is so heavy..." Feng Baoer walked at the front with the giant hammer in his hand.
Now Feng Baoer's skills are the same as Gao Peng's, she has reached the realm of the Holy Emperor, and her fighting power is extremely powerful.
"Be careful, Feng Baoer, there may be ancient evil spirits here." Gao Peng quickly reminded Feng Baoer.
Feng Baoer raised the giant spirit hammer in his hand and said with a smile: "My giant spirit hammer is waiting for these ancient evil spirits."
"Whoosh..." Before Feng Baoer could finish his words, a terrifying murderous intention locked Feng Baoer.
"Bang..." The soil under Feng Baoer's feet suddenly exploded, and a shrill scream came. A blood-red shadow rose into the sky, stretched out its blue claws, and grabbed Feng Baoer's throat like lightning.
As soon as this afterimage rushed over, the entire space was violently distorted, and the temperature dropped sharply, as if the entire space was frozen.
Feng Baoer's reaction was extremely fast. She shouted loudly, and the giant spirit hammer in her hand burst out with dazzling light, striking hard at the evil spirit's claws.
"Bang..." There was a muffled sound, like a deafening thunderbolt.
The sharp claws of this blood-red evil spirit collided with Feng Baoer's giant hammer, causing a violent explosion.
Sparks flew everywhere, and true energy flew everywhere.
Feng Baoer felt that the giant hammer in his hand was getting hot and his palms were numb. He almost lost his grip on the giant hammer.
"What a powerful evil spirit claw!" Feng Baoer exclaimed.
"Ouch..." This blood shadow evil spirit originally thought that this claw could tear Feng Baoer apart, but unexpectedly, he grabbed the huge hammer with one claw, and the shock almost shattered his claws.
This made the blood-red evil spirit furious.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" The evil spirit howled, revealing a ferocious and terrifying demonic face.
"Crack..." The devil opened his mouth with a grimace, and with a whooshing sound, two white and sharp fangs sprouted out.
"Whoosh..." This guy opened his mouth wide, his fangs swelled, and he bit Feng Baoer's throat in one bite.
This mouth is as fast as lightning, and the blood-red evil spirit's fangs are infinitely extended, like two needles, shining with a cold light, and piercing it.
"Whoosh..." Feng Baoer quickly took out the Divine Ancestor Bell and blocked it in front of him.
"Bang..." There was a loud noise.
The fangs of the blood-red evil spirit stabbed the Divine Ancestor Bell fiercely.
"Crack..." The two fangs swelled and broke immediately.
"Ouch..." The blood-red evil spirit screamed and quickly backed away. He originally wanted to find a soft persimmon to pinch, but he didn't expect that Feng Baoer's Divine Ancestor Bell was so powerful that he even broke his own fangs.
"Whoosh!" Feng Baoer gave a backhand blow, and the giant spirit hammer hit the blood-red evil spirit's head hard.
"Pfft...ah!" The evil spirit screamed and was knocked to pieces by Feng Baoer's giant spirit hammer.
Hu Meier smiled and said: "Feng Baoer, such a fast hammer."
Feng Baoer smiled and said: "This evil spirit is so powerful, I almost lost my grip on the hammer just now."
Gao Peng whispered: "Everyone, be careful. The evil spirit just now is just an ordinary evil spirit. If you encounter a fallen immortal or an evil spirit at the level of a god or a saint, you will be in trouble."
God King Panlie said: "I should go in front, Feng Baoer in the middle."
After Pan Lie finished speaking, he took a step out.
"Help...help..." Several urgent calls for help came.
Not far away, several bloody figures ran away frantically. (To be continued)