"Master Ye, the good fortune in this ruins should be in this ancient corpse. How about you give it a try?"
Ling Xiao smiled and motioned to the demon ape to bring Ye Fan to him, and then waved his hand, instantly sealing off all his spiritual power.
The son of destiny always has something to protect his life, and Ling Xiao doesn't want to be escaped by him again.
Otherwise, if you give Ye Fan a few more years, maybe he can really make some waves.
Ling Xiao didn't want to accidentally become a stepping stone for others.
"Ling Xiao...you will regret it!"
Ye Fan's eyes were full of frustration, but at this time, in front of a person from the sea of souls, he really didn't have much power to fight back.
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Although the Demon Ape's cultivation is strong, it is nothing to worry about.
After all, he was restricted by the Eight Desolate Glazed Tile Pagoda, so he didn't dare to actually kill himself.
As long as we find a way to get rid of Ling Xiao, the current crisis can be easily solved.
Ye Fan glanced at the ancient corpse without leaving any trace.
He has passed many tests before, and logically speaking, it should be time to reap the rewards.
As long as he can get the inheritance from this ancient corpse, he has no chance of winning against Ling Xiao.
It's ridiculous that this stupid guy actually let him try to awaken this ancient power.
There was a gloomy look in Ye Fan's eyes, but he pretended to be resisting.
"Ling Xiao, don't expect me to help you wake up this senior!"
"Your acting skills could win a lifetime Oscar."
Ling Xiao smiled lightly and ignored Ye Fan's little thoughts.
No matter what secrets this ancient powerful man hides, to him, they are not worth mentioning at all.
A fallen person, according to the routine, will leave behind at most a trace of his soul.
Although he would have some power as before in life, to Ling Xiao, he was not a threat at all.
Now that he has the means at his disposal, the Demon's true form is naturally the strongest trump card.
But the ancient Pangu stone in his consciousness sea is also the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, and the nemesis of all spiritual things.
The remaining souls are only nourishment to him.
Ling Xiao wished that this ancient corpse had been in a higher realm during his lifetime, so that it could nourish his soul palace more!
"Ling Xiao, don't be proud, you won't end well! You... you won't die well!"
Ye Fan was taken over from the Demon Ape by Ling Xiao, holding his neck like a dead dog.
Such an action made him feel extremely humiliated.
"Master Ye, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. A decent person like me will definitely live longer than a devil like you."
Ling Xiao grinned and threw Ye Fan towards the ancient corpse.
According to his analysis, the Son of Destiny went through many tests that seemed extremely thrilling but actually were not threatening at all, and finally came to this place where the strong man rested.
As for Tomb Guardian, the flow of fantasy is an inevitable challenge.
But it is also the last resort left by the Mighty One.
Once these are done, this is the most important moment.
The remnant soul awakens and the inheritance of creation is passed on.
Who is disturbing my sleep?
Note that the word "I" must be used here.
As for why, of course it highlights the powerful character of the ancient power.
Otherwise, saying "I" wouldn't be too imposing.
In ancient times, everyone was very particular about what they said.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan slammed into the arms of the powerful man in an extremely humiliating posture.
Then!!!
The whole hall suddenly became dark for a moment.
A mighty prehistoric aura quietly filled the air.
Between heaven and earth, streams of spiritual energy surged towards the ancient corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Sanskrit sounds of the great avenue suddenly erupted accompanied by the overwhelming demonic energy, which indeed seemed a bit bluffing.
At this moment, the ancient corpse's eyes suddenly opened.
It seems to contain endless majesty and a hint of thunder.
Yes, that's the look.
Ling Xiao's mind suddenly became extremely excited.
Sure enough, this ancient power has to be awakened by the Son of Destiny.
Otherwise, if another person were thrown in, he would be struck to death immediately by an inexplicable thunder.
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"Who disturbed my sleep!"
The low and vicissitudes of voice resounded loudly, and the entire ancient palace seemed to tremble for a moment!
Familiar taste!
Ye Fan's face was a little pale, especially at this time, he seemed to hear a series of shrill and terrifying demonic chants in his ears.
"die!!!"
Terrifying demonic energy emanated from the ancient corpse.
But then, a ray of golden light appeared from his eyes, suppressing the demonic intention.
"It's that knife!!"
A ray of spiritual light suddenly bloomed in Ling Xiao's eyes.
At this time, he could clearly feel that all the demonic energy in the hall was emanating from the demonic sword.
And the ancient power who is awakening is desperately suppressing the demonic intention sweeping the world.
"The devil is coming..."
The strange calling sounded once again from Lingxiao's sea of consciousness.
Ling Xiao's figure flashed and appeared in front of the ancient corpse. He kicked Ye Fan aside and reached out to hold the magic knife.
"Buzz!!"
Terrible coercion suddenly enveloped him.
At this moment, the ancient corpse's eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao.
Like a god overlooking the common people, one cannot help but want to kneel down and worship.
"Ant, seeking death!"
"boom!"
Ling Xiao felt as if he had been severely injured, and his figure trembled violently for a moment, but his hand never let go of the magic knife.
"Hahahaha, Ling Xiao, you will not live for your own fault!"
Ye Fan struggled to stand up from the ground.
From the moment he came into contact with the ancient corpse, he knew the origin of this sword.
According to the memory of that ancient powerful man, this sword was the object of the ancient demon god.
Even if an ordinary person touches it, even if he takes a look at it, he will be corrupted by the evil spirit and become a walking corpse.
And this powerful man had resigned himself to death and stayed here to spend his whole life cultivating to suppress the Demon Sword.
In other words, the creation in this ruins is not the magic sword, but the cultivation and Taoism of this ancient great master during his lifetime.
It's ridiculous that Ling Xiao is so careless about life and death, thinking that the knife is a blessing.
Now, without Ye Fan's calculations, he might not be able to escape that powerful thunderous method.
"boom!!"
In the ancient palace, thunderclouds suddenly gathered, and streaks of purple-green thunder snaked like angry dragons.
"Ignorant rat, how can you covet this monster? I have suppressed it for three thousand years, and now I have finally transformed its demonic nature with the power of thunder. Now that I wake up, I can completely destroy it!"
"Ant! Die!"
The voice of the ancient corpse was loud and thunderous in its eyes.
He glared at Ling Xiao, his expression extremely angry.
Above its head, a series of thunder dragons entangled each other, and finally turned into a big sun that condensed out of thin air.
The terrifying power contained in it seems to be able to refine all evil spirits in the world!
Ye Fan hid beside the main hall, not only did he not take the opportunity to escape, but there was also a hint of excitement on his face.
When Ling Xiao dies, a great revenge will be avenged, and the inheritance will still be his.