Chapter 1933 Negotiation

Xiao Fan looked down at the huge blood spirit Ming Kun below. The thousand-foot-long body was extremely shocking, no weaker than the super stone man who had condensed the soul clone of Xiao Cangsheng.

Moreover, the aura exuding from this blood spirit Mingkun is much more powerful than Xiao Cangsheng's soul clone.

However, no matter how powerful it is, it can still only exert its strength below the level of God.

Because of the existence of the great formation in the lake, it cannot leave the Blood Lake. Even if it can leave the Blood Lake, it will still be suppressed by the power of this world.

At that time, it has only two choices, one is to suppress its own power, and the other is to directly break the seal of this world and leave the prison of heaven and earth.

The blood spirit Mingkun roared angrily, and its broken wings were bleeding with blood, but it didn't feel any pain.

For more than ten thousand years, it has become accustomed to this kind of pain.

If it hadn't swallowed up the souls and blood power of the monks who participated in the blood lake fishing, it would have probably fallen to the level of the God of War.

Xiao Fan frowned. He knew that Blood Spirit Mingkun hated his own lineage. Xiao Fan would not be merciful to those who wanted to kill him.

But looking at Blood Spirit Mingkun's appearance, Xiao Fan couldn't bear it.

There is nothing wrong with it wanting to become stronger. What is wrong is that it wants to snatch the divine blood from Shen Wuwu's hands. It underestimates Shen Wuwu's strength.

But on the other hand, from Shen Wuyi's point of view, Shen Wuyi was right. He spent countless thoughts and energy to gather dozens of kinds of divine blood. How could it be robbed by others?

Shen Wuwu didn't kill him, but just trapped him here, which was already not easy.

"Big guy, I know you want to kill me, but you also know that you can't do it, right?" Xiao Fan suddenly said.

Blood Spirit Mingkun stared at Xiao Fan, his eyes were killing him, and he was about to spit out blood.

If it could kill Xiao Fan, it would never hesitate.

"It seems you understand what I'm saying, right? How about we make a deal?" Xiao Fan continued, his expression as usual.

"You have to die!"

Suddenly, Blood Spirit Mingkun spit out a cold voice, his voice slightly hoarse.

This slightly surprised Xiao Fan. It turned out that this guy could also speak, but he had not spoken for more than 10,000 years, so his speech was a bit awkward.

"I told you, you can't kill me." Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "If I don't remove the formation here, you will be trapped here forever. What will you use to kill me?"

"die!"

Blood Spirit Mingkun spat out another word, as if it could not say anything else except these few words. Its hatred for Xiao Fan and his lineage was unforgettable.

Xiao Fan frowned, his expression became grim, and said: "This kind of verbal dispute is meaningless. If you were at your peak, it would be easy to kill me, but now..."

There was a trace of disdain in Xiao Fan's tone, and he added: "Even if I release you from the formation, you can't kill me."

Blood Spirit Mingkun did not refute this time. It had not taken any advantage in its fight with Xiao Fan just now. The human monk in front of him was not much weaker than him.

"Actually, what you hate is the person who trapped you, not me. I'm just an innocent person, right?" Xiao Fan continued when he saw that the blood spirit was silent.

"I think you don't want to be trapped here forever. It won't take long for your cultivation to continue to decline and fall to the God of War realm. By then, it won't just be me. There will be people everywhere in this world who can kill you. .

You don’t need to refute. If nothing else, your ability is something that many people covet. If you can’t be used by others, why should others keep you to be used by others? "Xiao Fan struck the railroad while it was hot.

He didn't want to convince Blood Spirit Mingkun to surrender to him. Not to mention that the other party was a powerful god, even the hatred between Blood Spirit Mingkun and Shen Wuwen could not be easily resolved. He wanted Blood Spirit Mingkun to surrender. , it is basically impossible in a short time.

Xiao Fan just wants to make a deal with Blood Spirit Mingkun, it's that simple.

"What deal?" After a long time, Blood Spirit Mingkun finally uttered a few words, and slowly restrained his murderous intent, but his eyes still glowed with fierceness.

"You promise me three things, and I'll let you go. What do you think of this deal?" Xiao Fan smiled.

"Continue." Blood Spirit Mingkun remained quiet, but Xiao Fan saw his body tremble slightly.

"The first thing is, give me a thousand mysterious fishes, at least seven lines or above." Xiao Fan thought for a while and said with a strange expression on his face.

If he said this to a human monk, meaning give me what you pulled, it would sound disgusting.

However, the Mysterious Divine Fish is indeed very valuable, just like the life-turbid energy expelled by Zhuo Tianhong. It is an extremely precious thing for Xiaotiandi. Xiao Fan can only pretend that he does not know how the Mysterious Divine Fish came from.

"Okay." Blood Spirit Mingkun didn't hesitate at all, and then it suddenly roared upwards, and sound waves centered on him and swept away in all directions.

The next moment, something surprising happened to Xiao Fan. Countless colored lights suddenly appeared on the lake, quickly approaching where they were.

From a distance, it looks like colorful waves, one wave stronger than the other, coming at extremely fast speeds.

He could also see that some of the Mysterious Divine Fish were actually devouring each other and growing in size. As more and more of the Mystical Divine Fish were devoured, there were more and more lines on the upper surface of the Mysterious Divine Fish.

Scenes like this happened all over the Blood Lake. All the monks were so frightened that they ran away desperate for their lives. They thought the fish tide was coming again.

However, what surprised everyone was that the mysterious fish did not attack them. Instead, they seemed to gather after hearing some kind of order.

Xiao Fan looked at the movement in the distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and pondered in his heart: "Does this blood spirit Mingkun believe me so easily?"

No wonder Xiao Fan didn't believe it. Blood Spirit Mingkun hated Shen Wuwu so much that he even hated himself. How could he believe in himself so easily?

If he directly refuses to admit it after getting thousands of mystical divine fish, then where can Blood Spirit Mingkun go to complain?

Is Blood Spirit Mingkun stupid?

Xiao Fan didn't think so. If it were a fool, it wouldn't have been able to live for countless years.

Time slowly passed, and the lake surface became more and more restless. The densely packed mysterious fishes were approaching here on the water waves tens of feet high.

Xiao Fan's soul power was swept away, and at least hundreds of nine-marked divine fish were imprinted in his mind, and the number was increasing rapidly.

Half an hour later, there were thousands of nine-marked mystical fishes. Xiao Fan's condition only required seven-striped mystical fishes, but now they were all nine-striped mystical fishes.

Moreover, the number of mystical fishes still did not decrease. Immediately afterwards, those nine-stripe mystical fishes began to devour each other again. After half a cup of tea, the first ten-stripe mystical fish was born.

And this was just the beginning. After the first one, there was a second one. After another hour, there were as many as twenty ten-striped mystical fishes.

As for the Mysterious Divine Fish with seven lines and above, there are as many as two to three thousand, and there are countless low-level Mysterious Divine Fish.

Xiao Fan looked at the densely packed mysterious fish and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. He couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "My dear, there are so many!"

No wonder Xiao Fan was so surprised. These two or three thousand mysterious fishes were equivalent to two or three thousand God of War warriors. If they were in the War Soul Continent, they would probably have no problem fighting against the Blood Demon Tribe and the War Temple.

"That's enough." Xiao Fan took a deep breath, looked at the Blood Spirit Mingkun and shouted softly. For some reason, seeing so many mysterious fishes made him feel deeply uneasy.