Chapter 37： happy Birthday

"who?"

The demon ape suddenly uttered words, his figure shrank out of thin air, and turned into a human form in a short moment.

"Oh? You can transform yourself?"

Ye Fan raised his brows and nodded in satisfaction.

"So, did you agree?"

"You do what you say, do you want to return me freedom?"

The magical ape’s human form is nine feet tall, his muscles throbbing, and his demonic energy is overwhelming.

"Now that the Eight Desolate Colored Glass Pagodas have recognized me as their master, I want to kill or let you go, all within a single thought."

Ye Fan smiled coldly, but the demon ape roared up to the sky, "Ignorant boy, do you think you control this broken tower and you can decide if I live or die?"

"Don't say you are an ant-like human race. Even the original owner of the broken tower can't kill me. You can only imprison us here. You'd better do what you say, otherwise, I will let you live. It's better to die."

"Hehe, as long as you help me kill that person, I promise to return you free immediately."

A gloom flashed in Ye Fan's eyes.

From small to large, what he has endured most is the cold eyes and threats of others.

He swore that everyone who looked down on him would die.

This demon ape has been sealed in the tower for thousands of years.

If it can really break free from the shackles in this tower, it won't wait until now.

Ye Fan knew this from the time he merged with this ancient tower.

Therefore, he ignored the threat of the demon ape at all.

"A word is definite, a ants in the Soul Sea realm can be destroyed by my Miyong wave."

The demon ape snorted coldly, and the demon glow outside his body was vomiting, and there was a strong tendency for the demon **** to descend.

"Okay, then I will untie the two seals for you first, and you will leave your mind and soul and kill the young man named Ling Xiao."

Ye Fan's palm prints changed.

I saw that the black chain tied to the demon ape's body suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, and in a flash, it dimmed again.

At the same time, a slightly illusory figure struggled for a while, and then broke free from the body.

"Go ahead."

Ye Fan frowned, looking at the terrifying soul standing motionless in front of him, the black tower in his hand was spinning slightly.

He didn't believe that these monsters would keep their promises, so he had prepared the means for them a long time ago.

As long as this demon ape dared to make a slight change, he would not hesitate to activate the Eight Desolate Glazed Glass Pagoda to punish the monster's soul.

Sure enough, the apes in the eyes of the demon ape was shining, staring firmly on Ye Fan, obviously also weighing whether or not to take the opportunity to kill the new owner of this ancient pagoda.

Only in the end, it hesitated.

This heavenly treasure is a sacred item of the Demon Race, and its mighty power is overwhelming.

The demons that were suppressed were all the once famous and peerless murderers of the Northern Wilderness.

Now he is only the manifestation of his soul, and his strength is not one. In this tower, 80% of the shots are to be suppressed by Ye Fan again.

"Yes."

In the end, it respectfully bowed to Ye Fan, and then disappeared.

Ye Fan only breathed a sigh of relief in his heart until the magic ape breath completely disappeared.

Before he knew it, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat.

"The realm is still too low. The demons on the first level can put me under such pressure. I don't know what kind of evil things are suppressing above the ninth level."

Ye Fan lowered his head and glanced at the black ancient tower in his hand.

He knew the origin of this tower from the day of fusion of this ancient sacred object.

Eight waste glass tower, nine layers and nine demons.

At the beginning, my mother said that as long as he breaks through his cultivation base, he can refine and drive the demons in this tower.

At the same time, the martial arts techniques cultivated by these nine demons will also be passed on to him.

If it hadn't been for Ling Xiao's appearance today, he wouldn't dare to let this demon ape out easily.

Otherwise, once he attracted the attention of those supreme people in Saint State, he was afraid that he would not know how to die.

But when he thought of the humiliation that Qing Chan's cousin had suffered by Ling Xiao's side, Ye Fan felt that the ants were devouring his heart, and it was painful.

"Ling Xiao, blame you for provoking people who shouldn't be provoked."

Here, the magic ape Miyong left the Eight Desolate Glazed Glass Pagoda, only feeling that the air had become incredibly sweet.

At this moment, he didn't go to Ling Xiao directly, but stood on the roof of the Ye Family's compound, panting indulgingly.

For a whole thousand years, without seeing the sky for a thousand years, I will always face endless darkness.

Although it was late at night, the moonlight above my head was so warm and moving.

Mi Yong took a deep breath, and then slightly discerned the direction, carrying the endless demonic energy, and swept towards the small courtyard where Ling Xiao was.

Now he is only the soul separated, the body is still in the soul-suppressing tower.

This is not true freedom!

What he wants is the indulgence of soul and body.

Kill!

Only endless killings can bury his loneliness for nearly a thousand years.

Suddenly, black clouds shrouded in the sky above Ye's house.

A frightening chill swept from all directions.

If someone looks up into the sky at this time, they will definitely find that the moon seems to be hidden by something.

Only at this time, Mi Yong was also a little surprised.

He discovered that the cultivation base of the creatures in this world is too low, right?

This is definitely not a holy state, but... how could the Eight Wastes Glass Tower be lost?

"It doesn't matter, kill that Ling Xiao first."

Mi Yong didn't conceal his aura at all, and just appeared in the Lingxiao room out of thin air.

But what made him feel surprised was that at the moment he manifested from the void, the originally dark room suddenly lit up with bright candlelight.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you!"

Countless members of the Ye family stood around the room, looking at the terrifying figure that was full of devilish energy.

Unfortunately, they didn't have the slightest fear on their faces, at best they were a little surprised.

Just now, Young Master Ling Xiao sent someone to call out all the Ye Family's children, saying that there would be distinguished guests at the door later.

At the same time, I taught them a weird little tune.

Originally, Ye Liufeng thought that this distinguished guest of Young Master Ling Xiao must also be a Saint State powerhouse, right?

But no matter how you look at it, the figure full of devilish energy in front of you doesn't seem to be... a serious person.

The look on Mi Yong's face had long since been sluggish.

He saw these ant-like humans in front of him, and saw that he actually smiled friendly, and his heart was completely messed up?

dry!

Is Lao Tzu out of breath?

Or do you think I can't carry the knife anymore?

It turned out that even the strong Dengxian saw him with a trembling, horrified look.

But now, a few ants are actually smiling at him? !

Also, what did they sing before?

happy Birthday?

"Ye Fan sent you here?"

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth always carried a touch of playfulness.

A divine soul incarnation of an immortal powerhouse, I don’t know if you swallow him, can your own divine and soul realm make a breakthrough?

"The mere ants, dare to speak to this king like this!"

Mi Yong snorted coldly. Although he felt that the atmosphere in the room was so strange, what storm could a few ants make?

"This king? It's interesting, is this Ye Fan's reliance? A remnant soul of an immortal powerhouse? Or a demon soul?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, but he was slightly confused.

Why had he never felt this fluctuation in Ye Fan before? We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.