Chapter 1145 Fudge, the Belonging of the Half-Emperor's Soul!

After smashing Jiao Wushuang's head, Zhuge Xincheng threw an emperor-level beast soul catcher at Jiao Wushuang's soul source without hesitation.

brush!

The two spiritual chains quickly protruded from the beast soul catcher, and with a whoosh, Jiao Wushuang's soul origin, which had just overflowed from the sea of ​​consciousness, was detained in it.

Seeing the originally clear and transparent glass bead start to flash red, and after a violent tremor, it returned to his body trembling slightly. Zhuge Xincheng held it in his hand for a long time, and couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief. .

Just now he was really afraid that these emperor-level beast soul catchers that Yang Fan gave him would be too low-grade to deal with Jiao Wushuang's soul origin.

After all, he is a half-emperor of the monster clan, and the source of the soul already contains a bit of the power of the real emperor. Even Zhuge Xincheng dare not easily include it in his sea of ​​consciousness, lest he will be backlashed by the soul of this big monster.

Unexpectedly, the emperor-level beast soul catcher refined by Yang Fan would have such power, and he could easily arrest this half-emperor beast soul into it in just a blink of an eye.

Very awesome!

Zhuge Xincheng sighed in his heart, and then he couldn't help but lift his foot and crush the skull of the dragon on the ground, with a look of contempt and disdain.

"What the hell, you're dead, you dare to scare me with nonsense here, what kind of imperial spirit fruit, why don't you show me one?"

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Xincheng waved the folding fan in his hand, put on a posture that he thought was very chic, and turned his head to look at Li Liangcai, Tianchanzi and Yang Fan.

Then, he saw two pairs of four extremely resentful little eyes, all fixed on him, full of resentment.

Zhuge Xincheng was taken aback for a moment, and then regained his composure.

"Then what..."

"You have also seen the situation just now. It happened suddenly. Who knows if there is any emperor-level spiritual fruit in the hands of this ground dragonfly? This old man is forced to, just in case..."

Zhuge Xincheng looked at Li Liangcai and the old monk with some embarrassment.

It wasn't until this time that he realized it. It seemed that he was a little too early to start.

Li Liangcai possesses the supernatural powers of the Northern Darkness, so it is most cost-effective to entrust him to do the work of beheading the half-emperor in the end.

And the old monk Tianchanzi also has the secret technique of devouring and refining beast souls, and he has been coveting the soul of this earth jelly for a while.

It's good now.

When Zhuge Xincheng got excited just now, he immediately snatched all the jobs of these two people.

Beheading the beast's head of the earth jiao, taking away the spirit of the earth jiao, not even leaving any scum to the old two, it's no wonder they feel resentful.

Behind Master Tianchan, even Yang Fan's spore clone, classmate No. 4, had a look of pity.

A good half-emperor monster, in the end, only a skeleton skull was left in pieces, not even a bit of flesh and muscle, making him want to secretly collect a little bit of emperor-level flesh and blood, but he couldn't collect it arrive.

The only thing that was worth anything was the half-emperor demon core that seemed to have faded away. After Jiao Wushuang hiccupped completely, it emerged from its skeleton.

However, the position of this half-emperor demon core is too conspicuous, and it is all under the gaze and perception of the three half-emperors, so there is no chance to make a move.

"That's all! Maybe this is fate!"

Li Liangcai sighed lightly,

Resigned to fate.

"It happened so suddenly just now, even the old man was taken aback by this girl, thinking that it could really come up with some imperial spirit fruit to fight back. No wonder Mr. Zhuge!"

He also saw the situation just now.

Jiao Wushuang suddenly turned back to the light, and was looking for some emperor-level spiritual fruit as if he was on a nerve. When he was not sure whether it really had the legendary treasure, Zhuge Xincheng directly killed it just in case it didn't. wrong.

After all, if there is really a legendary emperor-level spiritual fruit hidden in her body, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Even if they have Yang Fan, a super doctor, supporting them, they probably won't be able to win Jiao Wushuang who has returned to his peak state.

"Ami...that Buddha!"

Master Tianchan stared at Zhuge Xincheng faintly for a while, then said a little Buddha's name, and said bluntly: "The soul of this monster is of great benefit to the poor monk. Poor monk?"

"Well, of course there is no problem, it's just that this kind of beast soul trap, the old man can only use it but can't solve it!"

Zhuge Xincheng didn't refuse, spread out his left hand, and the bloody beast soul catcher held in it was revealed, and then he aimed his gaze at Yang Fan No. 4 who had been standing by the side watching the show.

"Sect Master Yang, you need to tie the bell to untie it. Since you made this emperor-level beast soul catcher, I can only trouble you to help."

Yang Fan was stunned on the 4th, he didn't expect Zhuge Xincheng to throw the blame on himself.

Looking at the bloody marble that Zhuge Xincheng had slowly floated in front of him, Yang Fan No. 4's eyes couldn't help showing a hint of greed.

brush!

Grasping the glass marble in his hand, Yang Fan No. 4 raised his head and glanced around at the three big men in front of him, and said softly: "About this half-emperor beast soul, this junior has a little suggestion, I wonder if the three seniors can help you." Interested in hearing it?"

Monk Tianchan moved his spirits, and asked in a probing voice: "Could it be that my little friend wants to refine it into a soul refining pill?"

Seeing Yang Fan nodding his head slowly, Monk Tianchan's eyes flashed a hint of doubt.

"Are you really sure, little friend?"

"Although this earth jellyfish is a half-emperor, its soul origin has already been contaminated with a certain degree of imperial aura, which is unmatched by ordinary half-step demon emperors."

It's no wonder that Monk Tianchan was suspicious, as were Li Liangcai and Zhuge Xincheng next to him.

Although Yang Fan's beast soul catcher can successfully gather Jiao Wushuang's beast soul, this does not mean that Yang Fan can really refine it completely.

The three of them are half-emperors, and they know how powerful the soul source of the half-emperor level is.

Not to mention the two warriors Li Liangcai and Zhuge Xincheng, even Tian Chanzi, who specializes in the spirit, would not dare to incorporate the half-emperor beast soul of the same level as himself into the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness if he did not have the secret technique of devouring.

As for Yang Fan, his mental strength is only at the level of a seventh-level spiritual master. Even if he possesses the secret art of refining souls, he still has some suspicions of insufficient cultivation.

If Jiao Wushuang's beast soul backlashed him while refining his soul, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Try it, it's okay!" Yang Fan No. 4 chuckled, and said to himself: "I have confidence in myself, not to mention that this is just a half-emperor beast soul, even if it is a real emperor beast soul, I am sure I can get it." Refining it into a pill!"

"You bragged a lot, your social skills have been improved, your flexibility in speaking has been slightly enhanced, and your eloquence +5."

Yang Fan No. 4 shrugged speechlessly.

It seems that these three bigwigs don't have much confidence in him, and they don't even have a deep trust to support him.

"Senior Tianchan, it's not just a junior bragging, and I definitely don't mean to belittle your old age."

Yang Fan No. 4 looked at the old monk Tianchan, and said sincerely: "Although you have the supernatural powers and secret techniques that can directly devour the souls of these monsters, your devouring efficiency is the same as directly taking the corresponding level of soul-refining pills or soul-refining gold." Dan, I'm afraid it will be much worse."

Master Tian Chan nodded slightly, without denying it, if possible, he naturally hoped to take the half-emperor-level soul-refining pill or soul-refining golden pill directly.

But the problem is, before Yang Fan, it was extremely rare to even have an emperor-grade soul refining pill in the federal realm, let alone a semi-emperor-level soul refining pill.

In fact, even now, Tian Chanzi still doubts whether Yang Fan is bragging, and is not sure whether he can really refine the semi-imperial soul refining pill.

"In this way, if the three seniors are not afraid that the junior will be greedy for this half-emperor beast soul, can you give the junior a day, and after returning, the junior will start preparing for refining."

Yang Fan on the 4th assured the three of them in a fixed voice: "At this time tomorrow at the most, regardless of whether it is successful or not, the younger generation will give an explanation to the three seniors, how about it?"

Yang Fan No. 4 played with the bloody marbles in his hand, and was really reluctant to return them.

This is the origin of the soul of the semi-emperor level, not only fresh, but also complete, it would be a pity if the old monk Tianchan swallowed it alive.

"The three seniors can rest assured about the alchemy rate of the younger generation. If the alchemy is really successful, at least three half-emperor-level soul-refining golden elixirs will be obtained. At that time, the three seniors can have one of them. Hurts can also be of great benefit!"

Yang Fan No. 4 couldn't help but started to flicker again, swearing in his vows, glib, professional and confident all over his body.

at the same time.

Yang Fan himself, who was far away in the central city, also received a corresponding system prompt.

"Your spore clone, Yang Fan No. 4, used a clever tongue on the Linghuang (incomplete) Tian Chanzi, and succeeded in bewitching him. Tian Chanzi believed in your spore clone, Yang Fan No. 4, and your social skills have been improved. It has been greatly improved, the flexibility of the tongue has been greatly enhanced, and the tongue is like a tongue +100."

"Your spore avatar, Yang Fan No. 4, used a clever tongue against the Emperor Wu (incomplete) Li Liangcai, and succeeded in bewitching..."

"Your spore avatar, Yang Fan No. 4, used a clever tongue against the Emperor Wu (incomplete) Zhuge Xincheng, and succeeded in bewitching..."

"Your spore avatar, Yang Fan No. 4, bragged a lot, and successfully gained the deep trust of Emperor Wu (incomplete) Li Liangcai. His social skills have been greatly improved, his flexibility of speech has been greatly enhanced, and his glib tongue +100. "

"Your spore avatar, Yang Fan No. 4, bragged about being awesome, and successfully gained the deep trust of the Linghuang (incomplete) Tian Chanzi..."

Yang Fan was directly stunned, and even couldn't help shivering.

What the hell.

Do you want to be so awesome?

Does this spore avatar want to turn the world upside down, even Zhuge Xincheng, Li Liangcai, and Master Tianchan, the three half-emperors, dare to fool around with all their might?

What did he say to these three big men?

Isn't he afraid that the three half-emperors will make trouble for him after they realize it afterwards?

This is Yang Fan's spore avatar, no matter what troubles he caused outside, wouldn't he have to take the blame in the end?

Yang Fan felt a little apprehensive, and only hoped that classmate No. 4 wouldn't brag too much, otherwise, his real self might not be able to hold on.

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