Chapter 1434

But Jane didn't want to get involved at all, as if she had nothing to do with it.

"You think too much. After my transformation, this soul biting poison is completely different from what it was before. If you don't believe it, you can take the antidote." The smile on Ning fan's face is more brilliant.

After hearing this, the old monk was silent. He didn't believe Ning fan's words. After all, this kind of poison has been handed down for thousands of generations. It's a perfect formula. Even if Ning fan has the ability to transform, it can't be in this short time. It's not easy for Ning fan to find the poison. How can he transform it?

So he didn't believe it. Seeing that Ning fan didn't stop him, he took out the antidote from his personal space.

"Do you really want me to eat?" The old friar thought about it and asked for Ning fan's advice.

After all, even if you take antidotes, it will take some time, not immediately. If Ning fan and Jian Xin make a sudden move during this period of time, they have no room for resistance.

"No problem, I can promise you that if you can get rid of the poison, I will let bygones be bygones and take it as if nothing happened." Ning fan smiles, and then the front of the conversation suddenly turns, "if you can't solve it, I'm sorry. If you want me to detoxify, you have to pay a great price."

"Well, if I can't get rid of the poison, I'll do as I please." The old monk had no choice at this stage.

A pillar of incense time later, the old monk's forehead out of big sweat, he failed to untie the body of the poison, he found in despair, as Ning Fan said, the poison has changed beyond recognition.

Seeing his expression, other heavenly kings were also in despair. With toes can also think of, Ning fan certainly won't let them go easily.

They all looked at each other and rushed to the front of Jane and knelt down to beg her. One by one, they cried out for their shamelessness and begged for forgiveness.

Looking at them, Jane couldn't laugh or cry. She didn't know what to say.

She used to be a goddess in heaven. She didn't care about this kind of thing. Later, she was sealed for hundreds of thousands of years and isolated from the world. Her mind was still just that simple and cold goddess, and she knew nothing about worldly affairs.

At this time, of course, Ning fan came out. Ning Fan said with a smile, "I'm really ashamed of you. Your words are for the heavenly palace, but in my opinion, you only have two words for the heavenly palace."

First, he scolded, and then came a suspense, which not only aroused Jane's curiosity, but also made a lot of gods and kings curious. The old friars were thick skinned and asked, "which two words are they?"

"If you want to know, show sincerity, because this is your biggest weakness. It's not good for me to tell you." Ning fan is very serious.

The old Friar's face broke down and he cried: "please have mercy on me. We really know that we are wrong, and we will never dare again."

Ning fan face a cold: "I only want two kinds of people's words, one is the dead, the other is my soul slave."

When he spoke, he was cold and showed great determination.

"..." the old friar was shocked. He didn't expect Ning fan to have such a big appetite.

There are more than a dozen God kings here, which are almost the inside information of the heavenly palace. This boy wants to turn them into soul slaves, not to mention that they can't agree, neither can the heavenly palace!

"Please be aware, Jane, that we are loyal to the heavenly palace, and we all swear that we will never bear the heavenly palace in this life, and never abandon the light to the dark as soul slaves. Jane, please save us, or we would rather give up here!" The old friar was quite able to bear the burden. He even said something about himself.

Jane is still too soft hearted. She looks at Ning fan helplessly, indicating that he has to forgive others.

But Ning fan is not so simple and soft-hearted as she is. He said with a smile, "you don't have to worry about it. You can give it to me. I promise to cure them so well that they don't dare to breathe."

"It's common practice for shrews to cry, make trouble and hang themselves. It's really admirable that you, as powerful people in the divine realm, have this idea. I promise that I will record the whole process and publicize it for you free." Ning fan sneered.

Hearing Ning fan say this, the old friars and others are all silly. If they really take pictures of their ugliness and spread it all over the world, will they live when they see people?

"Xiaoyou, you don't want to kill too much. What do you want to do when you force each other so hard?" The old monk's voice relaxed.

"I think I made it very clear that there is no choice but to die or to be a slave." Ning fan is very resolute.

"No way!" The gods in the heavenly palace are all excited. However, when they ask for help from Jianxin, they are surprised to find that she turns a deaf ear to her eyes, nose, nose and heart and gives it to Ning fan.

This made them disappointed. They also knew that this time they could not get away with it. The poison was constantly eroding their souls and making them extremely afraid. They had no resistance at all, otherwise they would have fought a lot.

"Little friend, is there really no room?" The old monk couldn't bear to be reconciled.

"If you want to die, I can help you." Ning fan shakes his head, there is no room for negotiation in his tone.

"Well --" the old monk sighed. When everyone thought he was ready to die, he fell to his knees and asked the master to take the old slave

He didn't want to die. He wanted to live another 5000 years. So his strong desire for survival overcame his sense of shame. As long as he can survive, he can promise anything. Besides, he sees very clearly that the earlier he capitulates, the more benefits he will reap. At least, his status is different.

Even Ning fan didn't expect that the painting style changed so dramatically. Looking at the old monk kneeling in front of him, he was quite speechless. The old man really could pull down his face and didn't even want the last fig leaf.

"Yes, I like that attitude." Ning fan is not polite. He planted his soul seal on his soul.

"Thank you, master. I'm sure I'll only listen to my master and share his worries." The old monk's transformation was very thorough. After he finished his expression, he coldly glanced at his former colleagues.

Under the influence of his example, the other two old monks also surrendered one after another. The next God King, not to mention, scrambled to be a soul slave one by one until the last seven level God King Mufeng.

His face is uncertain, it seems that he can't make up his mind all the time. He looks at Jianxin with the last hope, and fantasizes that she will attract her attention and favor with his peerless demeanor. However, what makes him extremely depressed is that Jianxin doesn't even have the interest to see him with his real use.

In Jane's eyes, his self styled style is not as good as dog poop, which can't arouse her interest. This is the biggest blow to him. He laughs and even retreats several steps, staring at Ning fan.