"Brother Xiaofan!"

Yiyi screamed and wanted to rush into the demon-slaying formation.

Right at this moment.

Yiyi felt a cold little hand holding her.

Her face froze and she looked down.

It was the three or four-year-old girl that Yang Fan brought back.

“Oh my god!”

"How...how could this happen?"

"This...this is impossible! This can't be true!"

"Unscathed?"

Just as Yiyi was about to speak, a terrified scream reached her ears.

She looked up and found Yang Fan standing there unharmed.

The demon-slaying formation that enveloped him on all sides couldn't hurt him at all!

"ah!"

Yiyi screamed in surprise, her jaw dropping.

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously.

You read that right!

Yang Fan was attacked by the Twelve Immortal Slaves Demon-Slaying Formation, but he was truly unharmed!

This...how is this possible!

The previous demon dragon was strangled by this demon-slaying formation, its dragon scales shattered into pieces, and it almost died in it!

now.

Not only were the warriors from China shocked, but the warriors from the Banana Country and the Crow Country were also collectively stunned.

I don't know why.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of unease arose in their hearts.

"Brother Xiaofan is so awesome, keep it up! Keep it up!"

Yiyi shouted excitedly and cheered for Yang Fan.

"That's it?"

Yang Fan showed contempt and disdain for ridicule.

The twelve immortal slaves around them all changed their expressions.

The next moment.

They looked at each other and launched a violent attack on Yang Fan again.

Yiyi held her breath and watched nervously.

A moment later.

Seeing that Yang Fan handled the situation with ease, she finally felt relieved.

Then.

Yiyi's gaze fell on Xixi.

One is called Yiyi and the other is called Xixi, and their tones are quite similar.

"Who are you to Brother Xiaofan?"

Previously, Yiyi had asked Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan just explained that Xixi was his friend and refused to admit that she was his daughter.

At this time.

Yang Fan was fighting with the Twelve Immortal Slaves, and she wanted to secretly ask the little girl.

Xixi raised her head and glanced at Yang Fan in the distance.

Then.

Her big watery eyes fell on Yi Yi and waved to her.

Yiyi was overjoyed when she saw this.

She thought Sissi was going to tell her identity secretly.

Therefore.

Yiyi didn't think much about it, bent down and put her head over.

Who knows.

Sissi didn't say anything.

She raised her tender white hand and gently touched Yiyi's eyebrows.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from Yiyi's mouth.

The next moment, she held her head with both hands, her face full of pain.

That’s not all.

Her eyes also turned scarlet.

Before, the blood power in her body, which was suppressed by the remains of the saint, suddenly boiled over like a mountain torrent.

Not far away.

When the two aunts saw this scene, they were frightened out of their wits.

They were about to rush over, but were stopped by Sissi who retreated.

At this time.

Everyone discovered something and thought it was weird and scary.

The aura emanating from Yiyi actually began to rise like a mountain torrent.

In just a moment, her aura reached the Mahayana stage.

Everyone was shocked!

For a moment, no one could figure out what was wrong with Yiyi.

Everyone looked at Sissi.

previously.

Yiyi was whispering to the little girl.

It was as if she raised her hand and gently touched Yi Yi's eyebrows, and she was like this.

Facing everyone's gazes, Sissi shook her head slightly.