Chapter 408: The Nineteenth Grandson of the Demon Emperor, Wan Tianxiao
Cold, extremely cold, as if his body and soul were frozen.
In this bone-chilling analgesia, Ye Fan felt that his body was getting number and number, and his perception of the body dropped rapidly, as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he just sank in.
In the sea of suffering that Ye Fan can no longer perceive, a group of green light floats above it, and the ultimate cold air gushes out from this light group.
Boom...Suddenly, as if sensing the breath of an outsider, the golden sea of suffering suddenly set off a stormy wave. The power of fear hit the green light group like a sea wave, and the light dimmed a bit in an instant.
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Huh... the green light ball was obviously frightened, and turned away without hesitation, hoping to escape from this mysterious sea of suffering.
Now that we are here, there is no need to leave. At this moment, in the golden sea of suffering, a long voice suddenly sounded, the waves rolled, and a strong pressure acted on the green light group, which would stay where it was.
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At the same time, above the golden sea of suffering, an ancient scroll emerged, as if it were eternal and unchanging, filled with the glorious power that suppressed all things.
Come here. Suddenly, a big hand stretched out, grabbed the green ball of light, and then retracted it.
Boom... the ancient scroll swayed slightly, suppressing the sea of suffering and calming the ten thousand-foot-long waves.
At the same time, in the outside world, the bone-chilling chill subsided, Ye Fan's consciousness returned, and the twenty or thirty mummies entangled with Pang Bo also lost control and fell to the ground in a mess, without any movement.
Ye Zi, how are you? Pang Bo came to Ye Fan and asked.
It's okay, wait a moment. Ye Fan said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating, a ray of consciousness came to the sea of suffering and extended towards the ancient scroll.
Come in. A suction force surged from the ancient scroll, and then Ye Fan's consciousness came to the ancient scroll, the virtual space opened up by Jiang Li.
After the Sea of Bitterness was opened, Ye Fan was able to look inside the Sea of Bitterness, but in order to enter the virtual space in the ancient scrolls, he had to obtain Jiang Li's consent.
This so-called virtual space is not big, with mountains, water, and a small farmyard. Other than that, it is all chaos.
At this time, in the small courtyard, Jiang Li was lying on the Taishi chair rocking back and forth, and in front of him stood a majestic middle-aged man.
However, the middle-aged man was trembling all over at this moment, looking at Jiang Li on the Grand Master's chair with a deep sense of fear.
Is he the light group just now? A ghost? Ye Fan's figure appeared next to Jiang Li and asked curiously.
This is much more advanced than a ghost. Tell me, who are you? Jiang Li glanced at the middle-aged man and said leisurely.
I am the nineteenth generation grandson of the Demon Emperor, Wan Tianxiao. The middle-aged man sighed quietly, as if he had accepted his fate, and spoke truthfully.
It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's just that he has no power to resist at all.
Facing Jiang Li, he had an inexplicable illusion, just like when he faced his ancestors. The trembling that penetrated his soul would be something he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Descendants of the Demon Emperor. Ye Fan grunted in his heart, and his eyes swept over the middle-aged man with a hint of eagerness.
Since he is a descendant of the Demon Emperor, he should know the Demon Emperor's ancient scriptures, which are the Great Emperor's scriptures.
Don't think so much about useless things. The Ancient Demon Emperor's Scripture is of no use to humans, and you can't practice it. Jiang Li knew what Ye Fan was thinking when he saw Ye Fan's appearance.
No way, the primitive life in the past two months has completely opened up another side of Ye Fan, and Ye Hei's true nature has been released.
Ahem. Facing Wan Tianxiao's vigilant gaze, Ye Fan coughed twice, but his expression remained unchanged.
In this case, he will be completely useless, just dispose of it. Ye Fan said.
In an instant, Wan Tianxiao's face turned completely white, his eyes rolled around, but he didn't know what to say.
After all, he brought all this on himself. He took a fancy to Ye Fan's body and wanted to seize it and live a new life. Unexpectedly, floods washed away the Dragon King Temple. Not only did he fail to seize the body, but he also got himself involved in it.
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It is reasonable and reasonable for people to kill him.
It is of no use to you, but it is useful to that big man. Jiang Li glanced at him and said softly.
Pang Bo? Ye Fan's face was stunned.
Yes, he has the blood of the demon god flowing in his body, and the ancient scriptures of the demon emperor are the best cultivation techniques for him. Moreover, this guy is also a descendant of the demon emperor after all, and he also has cultivation experience, so he can teach those
The big man is still a big help at critical moments. Jiang Li said.
Is this... feasible? What if he takes away Pang Bo? Ye Fan looked hesitant.
What do you think? Jiang Li looked at Wan Tianxiao and asked calmly.
I...Wan Tianxiao really wants to be tough and say that the Demon Emperor's ancient scriptures will not be passed on to outsiders, but if he does this, he will undoubtedly die.
How many people in this world want to die despite being alive?
Moreover, the so-called ancient scripture of the demon emperor is just an excuse not to be spread to outsiders. The lineage of the contemporary saint Yan Ruyu was also passed through the ancient scripture of the demon emperor before she became the descendant of the demon emperor. Jiang Li was right, Pang
Bo has the blood of the demon god flowing in his body, so he shouldn't be considered an outsider...right?
If you don't answer, it will be regarded as acquiescing. Don't worry, for Wan Qing's sake, I won't kill you. When Pang Bo advances to the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, even if the deal is over, I will reshape your body and let you live another life. Jiang
Li looked at him and said calmly.
Do you know the ancestor? Wan Tianxiao was stunned when he heard this and asked Jiang Li.
In fact, very few people know the name of the Demon Emperor. People only know that he is the reincarnation of the immortal medicine Chaos Qinglian, but no one knows his real name.
This name was only spread among the real descendants of the Demon Emperor, and by his generation, there were no real descendants of the Demon Emperor, and he was the only one who survived.
In other words, the demon saint Yan Ruyu's lineage in the outside world, claiming to be the descendants of the Demon Emperor, is not actually the true descendant of the Demon Emperor.
But Jiang Li knows the name of the Demon Emperor. Could it be that he is an old monster of the same generation as the Demon Emperor?
Impossible. The Demon Emperor has been missing for ten thousand years. What kind of old monster can survive to this day?
I know him, but he doesn’t know me. Well, that’s the end of the topic. You go and stay with Pang Bo and pass on the Demon Emperor’s ancient scriptures, the Demon Emperor’s Nine Slashes and the Heavenly Demon’s Eight Styles to him. In order to let both parties know more
Trust, let's do this. Jiang Li said, pointed out, and a light of thought flashed into Wan Tianxiao's body.
In an instant, his illusory soul body was covered with strange lines, like a curse, intertwined with his past, indistinguishable from each other.
After a breath, these strange lines all disappeared, as if they had never existed.
What did you do? An unknown premonition emerged in Wan Tianxiao's heart.
It's nothing, just add some insurance. I hope you don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, otherwise you will suffer the consequences yourself. Jiang Li said.
Go ahead. After saying that, Jiang Li waved his hand, and Wan Tianxiao's soul was pushed out uncontrollably, directly out of Ye Fan's body and into Pang Bo's body.
What did you just do? Ye Fan asked curiously.
Soul Imprisonment. Jiang Li said, pointing at Ye Fan's eyebrows, and said a mantra. I will teach you a mantra. If he is not honest, just recite this mantra. Make sure he is obedient and does not dare to have any bad thoughts.
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Isn't this the tight curse on Sun Houhou's head? Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, scanned the mantra, and said in shock.
You can also say that. Jiang Li thought about it and found that there was indeed no difference.
Anyway, this soul restraint and the tightening curse are the same. They both torture the soul and force people to submit.
Okay, don't waste time, hurry over. Jiang Li said, pushing Ye Fan's consciousness out of the ancient scroll.
Outside, Ye Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, immediately opened his eyes.
Leaves, in my body...
No problem, just chat with him and he will tell you everything. Time is running out, let’s go there quickly. Ye Fan stood up and immediately rushed to the depths of the original ruins with Pang Bo.
Boom...boom...the strange vibration sound became weaker and weaker. At the same time, along the way, Ye Fan and Pang Bo also saw many monsters hurriedly escaping from the depths of the ruins, as if they were driven away by something.
come out.
And in that high sky, divine rainbows would pierce the sky from time to time, flying deep into the sky.
This primitive ruins is becoming more and more lively.
