Chapter 1147 Interrogation, Jiao Wushuang's Resentment!

"Little guy, it looks like that bald donkey Tian Chanzi is determined to use you as cannon fodder."

Jiao Wushuang's soul phantom looked down at Yang Fan with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Why, until now, are you still not going to get out and retreat? If you don't run away, the emperor will really want to keep your spiritual thoughts completely!"

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, not paying attention.

Like to joke, this is his sea of ​​consciousness space, if the sea of ​​consciousness does not collapse, who can hold him?

"There's no need to testify anymore. I told you just now that this is the consciousness space of someone like Yang Fan, and there is no Master Tianchan at all."

If the charm is successful, Yang Fan no longer needs to be as cautious as before. With a thought, he directly manipulates the sea under his feet to create a huge wave about 100 meters high out of thin air, and firmly floats his figure on top of it. superior.

Yang Fan stood on the top of the waves, looking down at Jiao Wushuang: "Now, are you trustworthy?"

Jiao Wushuang's expression changed slightly.

Just now, after yelling for a long time, Tian Chanzi didn't respond, and its divine sense searched the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and found no trace of Tian Chanzi or other semi-emperors, Jiao Wushuang already had doubts in his heart.

Now, seeing that Yang Fan can directly manipulate the sea water in the sea of ​​consciousness, the guess in his heart is more confirmed.

Perhaps, this sea of ​​consciousness, which is so vast that even the emperor might be jealous, really belongs to the young human race in front of me!

After all, the sea water in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is extraordinary. In principle, only the master of the Sea of ​​Consciousness can manipulate it as he wishes. The stronger the mental power, the more sea water that can be manipulated, and the stronger the power that can be displayed .

And these outsiders, although they can also use their strong spiritual strength to stir up the situation and cause the sea to turbulent, but there is no way to manipulate the water of the sea of ​​knowledge like Yang Fan is now.

"It's really a boy born from a hero since ancient times. I didn't expect that there would be a young man like you who defied the heavens in your human race!"

"It's no wonder that the emperor's nephew thinks that you will become a serious problem for my monster clan in the future, and begs the emperor to kill you with one blow!"

Jiao Wushuang sighed softly.

I don't know why, after confirming that this is indeed Yang Fan's Sea of ​​Consciousness Space, the half-emperor of the monster race unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and 90% of the vigilance on his body disappeared immediately.

"The two races of humans and monsters have long been at odds. Logically speaking, knowing that you have such a heaven-defying talent, and that you are even expected to become an emperor, this emperor will kill you no matter what to avoid future troubles."

"But for some reason, this empress doesn't have the slightest killing intent in his heart now, but instead has a somewhat intimacy with you."

"Perhaps this is what you humans often say, 'a person who is about to die has a good word'? I never thought that I, Jiao Wushuang, have killed countless people in my life. At that moment, a kind thought arose in my heart..."

At the end, Jiao Wushuang suddenly laughed at himself and looked up at Yang Fan.

"Tell me, what do you want to do if you are so bold to put the emperor into the sea of ​​consciousness? Could it be that you still want to refine the emperor into a soul refining pill?"

Jiao Wushuang knew Yang Fan's identity as a soul refiner, but he didn't think Yang Fan had the ability to refine his soul.

"I advise you not to be so overconfident,

Let me go out immediately while I still have a little kindness towards you, otherwise, I am afraid that I will still be unable to help but want to swallow your spiritual consciousness and occupy your body in the end. "

"Don't doubt my emperor's ability and determination. Whether it's a human race or a monster race, sometimes you can do all sorts of nasty and cruel things just to survive!"

Jiao Wushuang's tone became a little gloomy, and what he said seemed to be threatening Yang Fan, but also seemed to be convincing himself.

Yang Fan shook his head nonchalantly, and said in a low voice: "Whether it can be refined or not, you have to try it to know."

"However, before refining you, I want to ask some questions first. If you can answer them as before, I might let you die more quickly later, otherwise..."

Unconsciously, Yang Fan's voice began to become low and hoarse, like whispering in sleep, making people want to indulge in it unconsciously.

"You used your glib tongue on the origin of the soul of the demon emperor (incomplete) Jiao Wushuang, and you succeeded in bewitching him. Jiao Wushuang believed in what you said. Your social skills have been greatly improved, and the flexibility of your words has been greatly improved. Strengthen, glib tongue +100."

Hearing this system prompt, the corner of Yang Fan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It's done.

I didn't expect that the glib tongue would be so easy to use, and it is a perfect match with the charm skill.

Under normal circumstances, facing such half-emperor spirits, it would be impossible for Yang Fan to hypnotize them.

But now, with the cooperation of the charm skill, with the base of extremely friendly favorability, coupled with the eloquent bewitching attribute, he has easily gained the trust of Jiao Wushuang, the hostile half-emperor.

very good, very powerful.

Mom no longer has to worry that I won't fool people.

"What do you want to know, just ask." Jiao Wushuang's expression was a little dazed, and he asked Yang Fan softly: "If you can say it, the emperor will not hide it, and if you can't say it, even if you die, the emperor will not reveal half a word. .”

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't expect that even if he was bewitched, Jiao Wushuang could still keep some bottom line, and he didn't completely let go of his vigilance.

From the looks of it, the attribute value of glib tongue is still not enough, and it would be better if there is a chance to brush it up again in the future.

"You just said that your nephew sent you to kill me. I want to know, who is your nephew?"

Yang Fan opened his mouth softly and asked a non-painful question.

Jiao Wushuang didn't hesitate, and said directly: "This is not a secret. I am the younger sister of the Earth Jiao God Emperor, and the aunt of the Yin Jiao God Son. Please come here and end your demon. She is my second nephew. Son of the Silver Flood Dragon."

"Second nephew?" Yang Fan followed the clues and continued to ask: "So, you have more than one nephew? Can you tell me how many there are in total, and who are they?"

"Golden Jiao, Silver Jiao, Tian Jiao, Earth Jiao, Flower Jiao, Feng Jiao..." Jiao Wushuang replied directly: "Fourteen males and six females, all of them have the appearance of becoming emperors, but the qualification of Silver Jiao is the best. Big Brother Demon Emperor loves him the most, so he was made the Son of God."

Twenty brothers and sisters.

This Earth Flood Emperor can give birth!

Yang Fan complained in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he continued to chatter as usual, following Jiao Wushuang's words and asked: "What about your generation, brothers and sisters, how strong are they, are they all in the semi-emperor realm like you?"

Jiao Wushuang said: "In our generation, because the spiritual power has just been awakened, and the monsters are not prosperous, there are only four brothers and sisters."

"Besides my elder brother, the Flood Dragon Emperor, I have two younger brothers with mediocre aptitude and hopeless imperial ranks. Now they are only at the half-step Demon Emperor realm, and their real combat power is even worse than that of my nephew Silver Flood Dragon!"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "So, you are the only half-emperor in Yaosheng Ridge?"

A trace of struggle flashed on Jiao Wushuang's face, he shook his head lightly and said: "This is the secret of my Jiao family, I am sorry that the emperor has nothing to say."

"However, I can tell you that the half-emperor of Yaoshengling is definitely not the only one. If you humans want to take the opportunity to attack, I advise you not to wishful thinking."

Yang Fan nodded slightly.

It seems that as soon as the problem involves the safety and secrets of Yaoshengling or their land Jiao clan, the prevention mechanism in Jiao Wushuang's heart will be activated automatically.

"Okay, let's leave this question aside for the time being." Yang Fan continued to ask: "Since it is inconvenient for you to disclose the number of half-emperors in Yaosheng Ridge, can you tell me about the number of half-emperors in the other four holy places of the demon race?"

"no!"

Jiao Wushuang resolutely refused again, feeling a little more excited than just now.

Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly, it seemed that it was a little difficult to find out the reality of the five holy lands of the monster clan from the mouth of this ground dragon.

Unexpectedly, these monsters have a strong sense of prevention.

"What about this one?" Yang Fan flipped his hands over, and took out the breath-holding divine stone that the spore clone had touched from Jiao Wushuang before: "You should be familiar with this thing, do you know where else you can find the first stone?" Two dollars?"

Jiao Wushuang was taken aback: "Spiritual Breath Stone? Why do you have one too?"

"My emperor always thought that this kind of god-level item was the only one in the world. I didn't expect you to have one. It's a pity that my god stone was accidentally lost in the previous battle. Otherwise, I can give it to you. Make a couple."

Yang Fan shook his head again, even the master Jiao Wushuang thought it was the only one in the world, it seems that there should be only one piece of this sacred stone.

"What about this one?" Yang Fan wasn't afraid that Jiao Wushuang would see it through. He flipped his hands over and took out the ten-thousand-year snake fruit, "This emperor-level spiritual fruit should not be the only one in the world, tell me, you Where was it found?"

"Ten Thousand Years Snake Fruit! This is my Emperor's Ten Thousand Years Snake Fruit!"

Jiao Wushuang's eyes suddenly became fiery red, and the hostility in his eyes rose. He looked up at Yang Fan with resentment, and asked sharply: "Is it you? You stole my emperor's imperial spirit fruit, and the one Breath Concentrating Divine Stone?!"

"Damn it, this emperor-level spiritual fruit is the last hole card that I use to survive the Jedi. If you didn't steal it, I..."

The resentment is very deep.

Yang Fan sighed softly, as soon as this emperor-level spiritual fruit was taken out, even the charm skill couldn't suppress the resentment in the ground dragon's heart.

From the looks of it, the theft incident that happened in the Banhuang Space Battlefield had a huge blow to Jiao Wushuang. He was already dead and yet he still had such a big resentment.

Yang Fan hurriedly added a few charm skills to Jiao Wushuang, bringing the sudden drop in favorability back to its peak state.

Then, seeing that the resentment in Jiao Wushuang's eyes was still lingering, and the fierceness was still there, Yang Fan knew that if he continued to ask, there would be no more results.

So Yang Fan stopped ink marks, and directly moved his mind slightly. Soon, a demon refining furnace composed of golden soul chains descended from the sky, enveloping Jiao Wushuang's soul source.

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