"Young Master Ye, the good fortune in this ruin should be on this ancient corpse, or else, you try?"
Ling Xiao smiled and motioned for Demon Ape to bring Ye Fan to him, and then waved his palm, instantly sealing off the spiritual power of his whole body.
The Son of Destiny, there is always something to save his life, Ling Xiao doesn't want to be escaped by him again.
Otherwise, give this Ye Fan a few more years, maybe he can really make some trouble.
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 aggrieved, but at this time in front of a soul sea person, he really did not have much power to fight back.
just…
Although the magic ape's cultivation is strong, it is not a concern.
After all, with the restrictions of the Eight Desolate Glazed Glass Pagoda, he didn't dare to really kill himself.
Just think of a way to get rid of Ling Xiao, and the immediate crisis can be solved.
Ye Fan glanced at the ancient corpse without a trace.
He has passed many tests before, and logically speaking, it should be time to harvest.
As long as he can obtain the inheritance from this ancient corpse, it is not without a chance to deal with Ling Xiao.
It is ridiculous that this big idiot actually asked him to try to awaken this ancient power.
A gloomy flash of Ye Fan's eyes, but a resisting look appeared on his face.
"Ling Xiao, you don't want me to help you wake up this senior!"
"Your acting skills can win an Oscar for life."
Ling Xiao gave a faint smile, ignoring Ye Fan's careful thoughts.
No matter what secrets are hidden in this ancient powerhouse, to him, it is not worth mentioning.
A fallen person, according to the routine, will leave a trace of remnant soul at most.
Although there will be a bit of prestige, but to Ling Xiao, it is not a threat at all.
Now that he has the means, the real body of the demon is naturally the strongest hole card.
But the ancient Pangu stone in the sea of knowledge is also the treasure of the heavens and the earth, and the nemesis of all gods and souls.
The mere remnant soul is nourishment for him at best.
Ling Xiao wished that the realm of this ancient corpse was higher before his death, so that it would be more nourishing and nourishing his soul palace!
"Ling Xiao, don't be proud, you will not end well! You...you must not die!"
Ye Fan was picked up by Ling Xiao from the hand of the demon ape, slinging around his neck like a dead dog.
Such actions made him feel extremely humiliated.
"Young Master Ye, you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. A decent person like me must live longer than you demon."
Ling Xiao grinned and threw Ye Fan towards the ancient corpse.
According to his analysis, the Son of Destiny finally came to this place where the strong man sat after a lot of tests that seemed extremely thrilling, but in fact there was no threat.
For the guardian of the tomb, the illusion is an inevitable challenge.
But it is also the last resort left by the mighty.
Get these, it should be the most important moment.
The remnant soul awakens and inherits good luck.
Who is it that disturbed my sleep.
Note that the word "I" must be used here.
As for why, of course it highlights the force of ancient power.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be too imposing to say "I".
In ancient times, everyone spoke very particular about it.
"Kang Dang!"
Ye Fan slammed into the arms of the mighty man in an extremely humiliating posture.
then! !
The whole hall suddenly became dark for a moment.
A mighty prehistoric atmosphere quietly diffused.
Between the sky and the earth, a series of spiritual energy surged towards the ancient corpse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Dadao Sanskrit suddenly exploded with the monstrous devilish energy, and it did look a little bit bluffing.
At this moment, the eyes of the ancient corpse suddenly opened.
There seemed to be endless majesty and a hint of thunder in it.
That's right, that's the look.
Ling Xiao's heart suddenly became extremely excited.
Sure enough, this ancient power has to be awakened by the Son of Destiny.
Otherwise, another person will be thrown over, and I am afraid that he will be killed by an inexplicable thunder immediately.
"Who is it that interrupted my sleep!"
The deep and vicissitudes of life resounded loudly, and at this time the entire ancient hall 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 stern and terrifying moan in his ears.
"dead!!"
A terrifying devilish energy radiated from the ancient corpse.
Just after that, a ray of golden light appeared in his eyes, suppressing the devil's will.
"It's the knife!"
In Ling Xiao's eyes, a ray of aura suddenly bloomed.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that all the devilish energy in this hall was emitted from the magic knife.
And the ancient power that was awakening was desperately suppressing the demon intent that swept the world.
"Magic..."
The strange calling sound resounded from Ling Xiao's sea of knowledge once again.
Ling Xiao's figure flashed, and instantly appeared in front of the ancient corpse, kicked Ye Fan aside, stretched out his hand and held it on the magic knife.
"Om!"
The terrible coercion came over.
And the eyes of the ancient corpse were also staring at Ling Xiao at this time.
Like a **** overlooking the common people, one can't help but want to bow down.
"Ant, look for death!"
"boom!"
Ling Xiao was hit hard in an instant, and his figure trembled fiercely for a moment, but his hand was never released from the magic knife.
"Hahahaha, Ling Xiao, you can't live by committing sins!"
Ye Fan struggled to stand up from the ground.
From the moment he touched the ancient corpse, he knew the origin of this sword.
According to the memory of that ancient power, this sword is the thing of the ancient demon god.
Not to mention touching it, ordinary people will be eroded by the devil even if they look at it, and become a walking dead.
And this mighty power, who fell willingly at first, stayed here, using his lifelong cultivation as a suppression magic knife.
In other words, the good fortune in this ruin is not the magic knife, but the cultivation base and orthodoxy of this ancient power before his death.
It is ridiculous that Ling Xiao was so innocent, thinking that the knife was good fortune.
Now, without Ye Fan's calculations, he was afraid that he could hardly escape that mighty thunder method.
"boom!"
In the ancient hall, suddenly thunderclouds gathered, and purple and blue thunders snaked like an angry dragon.
"Ignorance rat, this monster is what you can covet? The deity suppressed it for three thousand years. Now it is hard to turn its devilishness with the power of thunder, and now he wakes up and just destroys it completely!"
"Ant! Sorry to death!"
The voice of the ancient corpse was mighty, and the thunder light in his eyes.
He glared at Ling Xiao, his expression extremely angry.
Above its head, thunder dragons entangled with each other, and finally turned into a round of condensed out of thin air.
The terrifying power contained in it seems to be able to refine all the evil demons in the world!
Ye Fan hid by the side of the hall, not only never took the opportunity to escape, but there was also a hint of excitement on his face.
Once Ling Xiao died, he was avenged, and the inheritance was his own.
comfortable! We villains don’t want to be a stepping stone.