Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

After Guizun finished speaking, he successfully saw the panicked expressions of the three dragons and understood everything at once.

The forbidden child has no feelings, let alone gratitude to his mother.

For the forbidden children, the mother is nothing more than a vehicle that can give birth to them.

When they are in the mother's body, they will desperately absorb the mother's energy, regardless of whether the mother is in pain or not.

Of course, in order to be born smoothly, they will still leave a breath in the mother's body.

They also use some things to control the mother's body to constantly replenish energy so that they can better absorb nutrients and become stronger when they are born.

The moment the forbidden child is born, it will instantly drain the last bit of strength from the mother's body.

The mother's body will then become their first meal.

After they are born, the death energy will quickly spread to hundreds of miles, and those without protective barriers will die.

The Ghost Lord looked at the three-headed dragon and asked coldly: "Do you know what taboos are? Do you know why they are called the sons of taboos?"

The three-headed dragon looked at the Ghost Lord with dull eyes, "So what about taboos? They are a life. If others don't welcome their birth, they can stay away. I just want to give birth to them!"

The Ghost Lord was a little disappointed. It seemed that the three-headed dragon would not survive.

"You are really stubborn. Taboos are things that should never appear. The reason why they are called taboo children is because they should not be born. You can't just care about your poor maternal love without considering the life and death of other living beings. "

"What shouldn't appear? If I can conceive them, they should be born. Whatever exists is reasonable. Stop talking. You just want to kill my child..." The three-headed dragon gradually said madly.

"Girl Feng, the three-headed dragon doesn't cooperate and it's not easy to deal with. If we want to touch the forbidden son, we must ensure that the three-headed dragon is alive, but the three-headed dragon doesn't cooperate. If it jumps over the wall in a hurry, the forbidden son may be born early." Ghost Lord. Tell the truth truthfully.

Feng Qingran naturally saw that the three-headed dragon was no longer the three-headed dragon.

It is completely under the control of the Forbidden Son.

But Feng Qingran discovered that the son of Taboo was afraid of her.

The Ghost Lord transmitted the message again: "I don't know who has done something so wicked as to turn a taboo child into a ghost fetus. The taboo children born under such circumstances have no sense of right and wrong and are inherently evil. Their bones and blood are full of violence and killing, and they have no sense of justice." Salvageable.”

If the taboo child was born normally, there is still a chance of being rescued.

In a sense, the Forbidden Son is also a kind of god.

As long as we find ways to guide and control, we may be able to reverse the taboo and turn it into a guardian.

The saying of the three-headed dragon is reasonable if it exists. It really makes sense.

However, this principle does not apply to ghost fetuses.

If only the pen of fate were in hand.

"Senior Ghost Lord, do I have an aura that scares you?" Feng Qingran was very confused. The God of Sacrifice was also afraid of approaching her before.

"The aura of fear?" The Ghost Lord observed for a moment, then suddenly rushed out of the distance and said via voice transmission: "Feng girl, why do you have the aura of Ten Thousand Ghost Flags on your body?"

Ten Thousand Ghost Banners!

That is something that all ghosts surrender to.

If Empress Hou Tu had this, she would definitely be able to rule the underworld better!

It's a pity that Wangui Banner has disappeared since Long Han measured the calamity.

The Wangui Banner has a powerful power of oppression against ghosts who practice Yin Qi, as well as those evil spirits and evil ghosts.

Thinking of this, the Ghost Lord suddenly understood why the Forbidden Son controlled the three-headed dragon to beg for mercy instead of being born immediately.

Because as long as the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags are there, the birthday of the forbidden child can be celebrated together with the anniversary of his death.

"Girl Feng, if you didn't tell me earlier that you have the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, you have made me worry for so long. If you take out the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, the taboo son will naturally surrender. You must subdue them first, and I will find my own way to deal with them when I find the pen of destiny in the future. ." The Ghost Lord said in a message.

Feng Qingran did not hesitate and took out the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags.

The moment the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner appeared, the three-headed dragon howled in pain, and the signs of turmoil in his stomach became more obvious.

"Feng girl, take it back quickly. I can't withstand the power of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags." The Ghost Lord shouted anxiously.

Feng Qingran flicked his sleeves and sent the Ghost Lord back to space.

Then her eyes fell on the belly of the three-headed dragon, and she said coldly: "The three-headed dragon, tell the forbidden child in your belly that you must either surrender or die!"

what! ——

The three-headed dragon was so painful that he could only scream.

The blood marks on the abdomen increased, and the lifeless energy gradually spread, as if it was about to be forced out of the abdomen.

Feng Qingran threw the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag and sent Dugu Jian and others directly out of the field.

The next moment, countless death energy and yin energy spread rapidly, reaching Feng Qingran's whole body.

"Jie Jie Jie... You haven't even contracted the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, and you still want to surrender. You're just daydreaming!" A vague and somewhat sharp children's voice sounded.

The source of the sound is the belly of the three-headed dragon.

The body of the three-headed dragon is visible to the naked eye and shriveled up.

Almost mummified.

It looked at Feng Qingran longingly and made a very weak voice, "Save me..."

Feng Qingran glanced at the three-headed dragon. There was no trace of pity in her beautiful eyes. She had given it countless opportunities but never cherished them.

The current situation can only be said to be its own fault.

Feng Qingran waved his hand, and a swing made of moonlight divine water appeared behind him.

Feng Qingran sat on it.

Feng Jingyue also appeared and sat on another swing, "Sister Feng, there was also a forbidden son born in the early days of chaos. It was indeed very powerful. It harmed countless living beings and was later killed by the saint."

"I heard that the Sons of Taboo were actually created to deal with the human race. Wherever they go, life is destroyed."

"It seems that the grown-up children of the taboo can also pollute the will of the world."

Feng Jingyue saw the taboo son now, so naturally there was an inheritance message in her consciousness.

Feng Jingyue would not have thought of these things if she had not met the Taboo Son.

The taboo child in front of him was also very unlucky. He met Wangui Banner, who specializes in defeating ghosts, and then met her, who specializes in controlling living beings.

No matter what state a forbidden child is born in, it is impossible to escape.

"Jingyue, we are about to leave the battlefield of the gods. What should we do with the creatures that exist here?" Feng Qingran believed that Wangui Banner could deal with the Forbidden Son.

She thought about other questions.

If the creatures in the battlefield of the gods are released, if they are not controlled well, they may cause turmoil.

But it would be unrealistic to ban them permanently.

The Battlefield of the Gods must be revealed, and this painful history must be told to all immortal cultivators in the plane.

Only by keeping these in mind can we better resist foreign enemies in the future.

She never believed in covering up history and forgetting pain.

The sacrifices of those ancestors who fought tooth and nail to protect the plane should never be forgotten.

But how should the war of gods be made public?

is a very important question.

"Sister Feng, why not make this place a secret realm, leave it to the immortal cultivators to explore the truth, and then set some rules here. In this way, it will not only allow the immortal cultivators to slowly learn the truth, but also give the immortals a chance to experience. .”