Hearing the woman in the hip skirt said so, Yang Fan and his party were shocked, even Zhao Lao's expression changed slightly, and he was a little worried.

He had heard of this dead immortal emperor, but he didn't know the specific name, he only knew that the era he was in was the era of the rise of genius.

Among them was his master, the Heavenly Emperor Lingxiao.

And this Immortal Emperor Realm powerhouse who died in the core area was far stronger than himself, which made Old Zhao couldn't help worrying.

"Don't worry so much, I did a fortune when I came out this time, and it showed auspicious hexagram."

The preacher said with a smile.

When everyone was observing the surroundings, the earth suddenly began to tremble slightly, and then a large number of monks began to rush out from a distance.

And behind this group of people, a few hideous monsters followed closely.

"Oh?"

Yang Fan frowned and looked at these monsters.

A huge round head about three meters in diameter rolled quickly, and it was a huge human head.

The man's head had no hair, and he looked like a man, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes were the size of a basin. Since this huge head had no body, it rolled when walking. Yang Fan wanted to know if it would hurt his face if it rolled like this.

In addition, there are two humanoid monsters on the side following this huge human head, obviously headed by this huge human head.

Among the other two, one is naked, with a female body, but without a face, she is a faceless woman. Even the facial features on her face have disappeared, as if she had been corroded by an inexplicable force during her lifetime, with many scars on her face. It looks a little disgusting at first glance.

The second humanoid monster does not have a head. It has eyes as its eyes and a belly button as its mouth. At first glance, it looks like Xingtian. At the same time, he was holding a huge axe in his hand. When he was chasing, the axe in his hand was swung vigorously, and he directly stopped the head of an unlucky monk, and then made a big move. The monk's head was stuck on his neck. Scar location.

It's just that the face on the headless man's stomach frowned, making a hoarse voice.

"This is not my head, where is my head?"

Then, join the massacre again.

The strength of these two humanoid monsters is not too strong, most of the cultivators who run in front of them are low in strength, and the strongest is not the Da Luo Jinxian, and these two humanoid monsters can destroy these cultivators in a group.

"Great, there is finally support."

A female monk who ran to the front yelled happily, and when the others saw it, there were expressions of hope on their faces.

It's just that Yang Fan's brows are still frowning, and he looks at the huge rolling head at the end of the crowd. To be precise, it should be in front of the huge head. There are more than a dozen figures fleeing in embarrassment.

Among them was Yang Fan who was very familiar. She was a beautiful and innocent woman with a beautiful hairstyle and an angelic smile on her delicate face.

The woman is only about 1.6 meters tall, but she impressed Yang Fan very deeply. When we were together, Yang Fan also liked this girl very much, but she only liked it.

The woman was Rong Liting, the nine princess of the Skyfire Dynasty that Yang Fan met when he went to the Jianwu Dynasty. Yang Fan remembered that when she first met her, she was just a little **** the fifth floor of the fairyland, and now she actually came to the fairyland.

However, Yang Fan's gaze only stayed at Rong Liting for a while, and his gaze noticed a middle-aged man at the peak of the Golden Wonderland behind Rong Liting.

The middle-aged person has the king's air, and the first thing he feels is that he is a superior person.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the huge head suddenly opened his mouth, and his long tongue swept towards Rong Liting. Rong Liting's face instantly paled when he saw it.

The speed of the tongue was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was less than three meters away from Rong Liting.

"Jiumei be careful!"

A man in his twenties who followed not far from Rong Liting said loudly, he wanted to shoot, but he was dragged by the faceless woman behind him.

In the blink of an eye, the root of the tongue was wrapped around Rong Liting and sent to his mouth. From Yang Fan’s perspective, the mouth of the huge human head was full of human monk’s stumps and broken arms. Stink stocks.

Yang Fan was a little surprised, this monster only had a head, where was the food stored.

Along with Rong Liting's scream, she pulled back at a faster speed than her tongue.

Huh!

At this time, the former middle-aged man at the peak of the Golden Fairyland suddenly appeared, and his body was covered with a faint golden color. Yang Fan could see that the middle-aged man burned all his blood, and this broke out comparable to the Taiyi Golden Immortal III. The strength of the layer.

Pouch!

The middle-aged man turned his hand into a knife, turned his whole body’s immortal power, severely chopped on the tongue, the tongue broke at the sound, the huge head was aching, and the remaining tongue was used to wrap the middle-aged man. Pull it back into the mouth as quickly as possible.

Click, click...

When Rong Liting saw this, her eyes widened sharply, and she couldn't believe it.

"Ninth Princess, run away!"

An old man dressed as a **** rolled up Rong Liting and walked towards the location where Yang Fan and his party were. Obviously, he wanted to cause trouble.

Without time to wait for Rong Liting's grief, the old man's speed suddenly increased, and he instantly came to the front of the group of escaped people.

As soon as the two of them fled, there were waves of screams from behind.

"This is not my head..."

Without a word, the headless man waved off a cultivator's head and put it on. When he found that it was not his own, he immediately changed the target.

"Did you take my face?"

The faceless woman's voice came from her throat, the voice was very sharp, causing some weak cultivators to cover their ears and fall.

Immediately after the Faceless Woman stepped forward, she tore off a male monk's face, and then covered her face. A curtain of water appeared in front of the Faceless Woman. Seeing the face that was not in her memory, she let out a sharp cry again. The sound, and then took off the face of another monk, checked again, and so on.

"What a terrible monster!!!"

The lord's face was a little pale, and he touched his face and head, and then he was relieved, because he was the head of a donkey, and the two humanoid monsters were obviously from the human race.

"They're here, donkey, the huge human head doesn't distinguish whether it's a human race or not."

At this time, the preacher said.

These monks who flee for their lives passed through the position where Yang Fan and his party were. Seeing someone blocking them, the three monsters directly turned their eyes to Yang Fan.

Seeing that Chen Shuyue in Yang Fan's arms had a pretty face, the faceless girl rushed towards Yang Fan, with blood flowing on her thin pale hands.

"roll!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly, and spit out a thunder system tactic, directly blasting the faceless woman into flight.