Chapter 863 Master, the Disciple Doesn't Want to Go Back to the Mountain Gate for the Time Being!

Ling Tian knelt down next to Ling Yun's corpse in a daze, watching silently the attention of the people around him was all attracted by Yang Fan, he and his "brother" who had just died suddenly became uninterested .

please.

Don't steal the show, okay?

Now he and Ling Yun are the protagonists of this scene, ok?

Cooperating with their brothers, they fought life and death here for a long time, but in the end, Yang Fan took all the heat away. It's really unreasonable. I wonder if he is the one who needs the most attention and comfort right now?

"Junior Brother Yang Fan!"

Seeing that Wu Dao, Gu Zeyan and the others were all surrounding Yang Fan, they happily discussed the details of seducing the 36th domain master, as if they had completely ignored him, Ling Tian secretly felt sad for a while, Finally, he couldn't help but asked Yang Fan aloud:

"Just now, you shot secretly, and bang... exploded the thief's head?"

From the surprised expressions Wu Dao, Gu Zeyan, and Liu Silong looked at Yang Fan just now and the insipid conversation, it is actually not difficult to judge what they mean.

However, Ling Tian still couldn't believe it. With Yang Fan's current strength, which is not even in the king state, how could he break through the will of a half-step emperor and kill a monster with a six-level king in the air? The demon spirit with the strength of Lingdi is of a different kind.

This is not scientific!

How can someone be so awesome that he can leap over two big ranks to kill enemies?

Even if he, Ling Tian, ​​and the dead Ling Yun in front of him, who were called by countless people to be gifted with supernatural powers since he was a child, and who will be the most likely to achieve the emperor's level in the future, it is absolutely impossible to achieve this level !

"Is there?" Yang Fan was taken aback, pretending to be confused: "Senior brother Ling Tian thinks too highly of me, I'm just an ordinary freshman, how can I have such a great ability?"

Ling Tianjing looked at Yang Fan: "I just tasted the taste of a high-grade emperor-level soul refining pill from this strange blood and brain!"

Yang Fan and Ye Hanshuang almost didn't spit out a taste word.

When Ling Yun died just now, his skull exploded like fireworks, and the contents of his skull splashed all over the place, a large step of which sprayed all of it onto Ling Tian who was facing Ling Yun.

Unexpectedly, Ling Tian would be so perverted, knowing that it was brain matter, he even stuck out his tongue and licked it, tasted the taste of the enemy's blood.

Wu Dao, Gu Zeyan, and Liu Silong looked normal, they were all well-informed seniors, to them, it was nothing to taste their opponent's brains.

Thinking back when they were fighting against the group of monsters, they sometimes got excited about killing them. In order to save their spiritual energy and save their physical strength, those Adu things splashed out from the stomachs of monsters after they were dismembered, didn't often drench them all over their bodies. Face?

Today's young people are just too delicate, and they are all accustomed to being covenanted by the emperor.

The time of peace has been too long, and many fine traditions of hard work have been left behind by these young people.

"Although I don't know how you stuffed a high-grade emperor-level soul refining pill far beyond Ling Yun's cultivation level into its sea of ​​consciousness.

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Ling Tian stared at Yang Fan closely, as if he had already determined that Yang Fan was the real murderer:

"But I know that among all the people present, only you have such a high-grade emperor-level soul refining pill! Apart from you, I can't think of anyone else!"

Although the alchemy throwing technique is the ultimate divine skill that all soul refiners dream of, it only exists in legends, and few outsiders know about it.

After all, this is an exclusive secret technique that only emperor-level soul refiners can comprehend, but before Yang Fan, there had never been a true emperor-level soul refiner in the Human Race Federation.

The only soul refiner with an emperor-level cultivation base, shortly after entering the emperor-level, he was taboo by the monster clan and was attacked by a secret arrangement before he had time to show his strength as an emperor-level soul refiner. Killing, there are not many people who know.

Only those old antiques like Wu Dao, Gu Zeyan, and Liu Silong who had some contact with that impoverished emperor-level soul refiner back then, so they have a little understanding of the realm of emperor-level soul refiner.

As for the juniors of the younger generation like Ling Tian and Ye Hanshuang, they have rarely even heard of it.

"Besides, you were the first to identify Ling Yun's alien identity in the first place. I can feel that the killing intent in your heart is not much worse than mine for this alien demon spirit!"

After all, Ling Tian is also a sixth-level spirit emperor, and his perception of spiritual sense is also extremely keen.

Although he didn't know what it was for, from the beginning to the end, he could feel Yang Fan's disgust and murderous intention towards Ling Yun, which was cold, manic and uncontrollable.

For a few moments, Ling Tian even had the illusion that Yang Fan was the victim whose parents were killed by Ling Yun and his younger brother was taken away, and Ling Tian, ​​on the contrary, became an insignificant bystander.

Especially just now.

When he sensed that Yang Fan had used the soul-stimulating technique unique to soul refiners to gather and refine Ling Yunwaiyi's soul source, Ling Tian even saw a strange smile of near-perverted excitement and satisfaction on Yang Fan's face.

Killing a demon spirit with a different layout, as for being so excited and so happy?

As the client, the victim, after seeing his enemy's headshot and ambushed, he didn't feel any excitement and satisfaction in his heart. Why is Yang Fan, a spectator, so excited?

"Student Yang Fan doesn't need to make excuses anymore." Liu Silong interjected softly: "Since Ling Tian wants to know the truth, then tell him. It's not something shameful, what's there to cover up?"

Gu Zeyan also blinked at Yang Fan, Ling Tian's aptitude is supernatural, and he already has the super strength of a sixth-level spirit emperor at a young age, and the chance of aspiring to the emperor's realm in the future is even greater than these old things much.

With such a good opportunity right now, if you don't take the opportunity to win over and form a good relationship, you will definitely lose money.

Wu Dao curled his lips speechlessly, he was well aware of Gu Zeyan and Liu Silong's little thoughts, but at the same time he was a little bit sour.

Originally, this last attack should have been done by himself as a master. Not only did he save Ling Tian, ​​avenge his parents and brother, but also relieve Ling Tian's resentment and estrangement towards him.

As a result, Yang Fan made an unexpected move and cut off the beard in advance, making Wu Dao miss such an opportunity to ease the relationship with his disciples in advance.

"However, this is also good!" Wu Dao swept his eyes over Ling Tian and Yang Fanshou, and said in his heart: "Being friends with such a true emperor-level soul refiner and a true-emperor-level doctor is very important for Ling Tian. For a child like God, it’s all about gain and nothing harm.”

In fact, even if this incident did not happen, Wu Dao would find a way to get Ling Tian and Yang Fan to deal more with each other afterwards.

Wu Dao is not as short-sighted as the domain masters of the Thirty-Three Regions of the Federation. He offended a true emperor-level doctor and a true emperor-level soul refiner for the slightest personal benefit in front of him.

"Just now, it was indeed Yang Fan who secretly used a secret technique to kill Ling Yun and save your life." Wu Dao also stood up and spoke for Yang Fan: "You must not make Yang Fan angry because of this, he also did it out of good intentions after all. .”

Wu Dao still knows a lot about his apprentice.

The reason why Ling Tian was so inquisitive was to know who killed Ling Yun. In addition to being grateful, there was actually a trace of unwillingness and anger in his heart.

He wanted to kill his enemies to comfort the souls of his parents and relatives in heaven.

Therefore, he didn't want Ling Yun to die in the hands of others, even if he couldn't beat him, even if he died together, he would not hesitate to do so.

However, now, Yang Fan's reckless attack shattered his hope of killing his enemies. Even though he knew that Yang Fan was out of good intentions, the resentment and awkwardness in his heart could not be easily reversed in a short time.

It sounds like a very complicated mental activity and emotional state.

In fact, to put it bluntly, a bitch is hypocritical.

As long as you can kill people and avenge your revenge, is it so important if you do it yourself?

"Master, don't worry, this disciple is not the kind of person who doesn't know good and evil." Ling Tian was not as brainless as Wu Dao imagined, he knelt down on the ground, and said frankly: "I know, even if there is no Junior Brother Yang Fan, Master, you It will eventually work out.”

"Actually, compared to Master, you saved me in the end, I still hope that it will be Junior Brother Yang Fan."

"Now I only have gratitude in my heart, no resentment, and I won't be angry with him because of it!"

Wu Dao's breathing stagnated.

What does this little bastard mean? Is he, a master, so unpopular in his heart?  He would rather have an outsider who had just met to save him than an old mentor who raised and taught him for eighty-eight years. Should he be so ruthless?  Although it was indeed his fault to conceal that Ling Yun was a demon spirit of a different kind, Wu Dao never imagined that this incident would leave such heavy traces and resentment in Ling Tian's heart. "Master, I don't want to go back to the mountain gate for the time being!"  Ling Tian respectfully kowtowed to Wu Dao, then straightened his body, and said to Wu Dao in a steady voice: "I want to stay in Jinghua City to practice for a while. , By the way, I would like to repay Junior Brother Yang Fan for saving his life, and ask Master to give me permission."   Wu Dao trembled slightly, and lowered his head to take a deep look at Ling Tian.  This child, is he even unwilling to go back to his teacher? It seems that I was really heartbroken! "Alright."  Wu Dao didn't forcefully stay, nodded softly: "It's time for you to leave the mountain gate and go out to practice." , There is no harm in seeing more."    "However, you need to remember that no matter how long you experience outside, Shenglin Island will always be your home!"