Chapter 4063 Crazy Promotion

"Can I?" Xiao Fan had a strange look on his face.

I am just a low-grade Yuan Zun. Do you think I am a low-grade Dharma Master?

The Holy Son of Huangquan and the Lord of the Netherworld are old monsters who have lived for who knows how many thousands of years. They are not Heavenly Lords, but at least Dharma Lords. Who can I stop them?

Seeing Chu Lingxiao's confident look, Xiao Fan almost believed it.

"That's because you don't know the other identity of Huang Mo." Chu Lingxiao shook his head, still thinking that Xiao Fan could stop it.

"What's your identity?" Xiao Fan asked without hesitation.

"He is the son of the Nine Nether Ghost Lord!" Chu Lingxiao said without any surprise.

Xiao Fan's mouth was wide open, enough to stuff a duck egg in his mouth, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The Nine Nether Ghost Lord actually has a son?

Moreover, his son is such a strong pervert?

"So, Huang Mo is my nephew?" Xiao Fan muttered with a strange look on his face.

Although the voice was small, Chu Lingxiao heard it clearly. This time it was his turn to be surprised.

Originally, he thought that Xiao Fan had a good relationship with Jiuyou Ghost Lord, but he did not expect that Xiao Fan could be the same generation as Jiuyou Ghost Lord. In this case, wouldn't Xiao Fan's elders be older than Jiuyou Ghost Lord?

"Now, do you still think you can't stop them?" Chu Lingxiao looked at Xiao Fan seriously.

Xiao Fan's head shook like a rattle and said: "No, to tell you the truth, if the Nine Nether Ghost Lord is here, he would like to kill me, and his son must be wearing the same pants as him."

"But if you don't stop them, the Ancient God Realm will really fall into chaos." Chu Lingxiao said with an anxious look on his face: "Did you know that in order to prevent the corpse of the Desolate Demon from resurrecting, the strange demon placed it among his corpse? Infused with overwhelming demonic energy.

The Holy Son of Huangquan and the Lord of the Netherworld were born by absorbing those demonic energies. In a sense, they are strange demons, not people from my ancient divine world. "

Xiao Fan's face darkened. If this was really the case, then what would he really do?

However, with his relationship with the Nine Nether Demon Lord, can he prevent them from getting it?

"Even so, I don't have the ability to stop them." Xiao Fan shook his head. "The person that the Desolate Demon respects the most is his father, the Nine Nether Demon Lord. You have his aura on your body. The Corpse Raising Conference is when the Desolate Demon's body reappears in the world. If the Holy Son of Huangquan and the Lord of the Netherworld get it, The consequences will be disastrous." Chu Lingxiao's voice

getting bigger.

Xiao Fan had a strange look on his face. You, Chu Lingxiao, have done all the bad things, why are you thinking about the ancient world of gods now?

However, Xiao Fan could not stop a bad guy from becoming a good guy.

"I'll do my best." Xiao Fan thought for a while and said.

He couldn't really promise anything, at least, he wouldn't joke with his own life.

After all, he is just a low-grade Yuan Zun, and he has not yet reached the point where he can stand up to the sky.

Moreover, he couldn't stand it.

"It all depends on people." Chu Lingxiao nodded and received Xiao Fan's answer. He felt relieved a lot, and the aura on his body became weaker and weaker.

After a long time, he looked at Xiao Fan sincerely and said: "Xiao Fan, I am not qualified to ask you to do anything, but I want to ask you one last thing, take proper care of Yunbei for me."

"I will." Xiao Fan regarded Chu Yunbei as a real brother, and he would not hurt him without Chu Lingxiao's explanation.

"That way, I feel relieved." Chu Lingxiao said as if a big stone had fallen from his heart: "I have done all the bad things, and now it's too late to make amends. Finally, I'll give you something."

Xiao Fan had a look of confusion on his face. The loess had already covered Chu Lingxiao's brow. What else could he do for him?

"You have always practiced killing. In a sense, it has the same origin as the corpse energy here. You should be able to absorb it, right?" Chu Lingxiao turned his eyes to the black abyss ahead and said with great determination.

"It should be possible, but this corpse energy is too overbearing. The Corpse Raising Conference only lasts for three days. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay here." Xiao Fan nodded and shook his head.

"Three days, that's enough!" Chu Lingxiao said solemnly.

The next moment, his soul was seen flying out of his body in vain, and he pinched his hands to create a series of hand gestures. In an instant, billowing corpse energy surged in.

"What are you doing? You will die." Xiao Fan shouted.

It's not that he's afraid that Chu Lingxiao will die, but in his heart he doesn't want to owe Chu Lingxiao anything, because the grudge between them has long been wiped out.

"I should have died a long time ago. I have earned a lot of money by living until now." Chu Lingxiao smiled arrogantly and said: "Let me, your uncle, do something for you in the end."

Whoops!

The corpse energy rolled crazily, rushing towards Xiao Fan like a tsunami, penetrating into every hole and quickly pouring into his body.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quickly ran the Endless War Code.

For others, absorbing such a huge amount of corpse energy is definitely a huge load.

But Xiao Fan is different. He has a white stone and can evolve any original energy, and corpse energy is no exception.

Boom!

The majestic corpse energy poured into Xiao Fan's body, making a sound of crashing waves, and like a flood bursting a bank, washing away Xiao Fan's meridians.

The terrifying corrosive power made Xiao Fan unbearable. It was simply more terrifying than practicing the Nine Transformations of Shura.

However, Xiao Fan didn't even hum.

Although the pain is great, the gain is also great.

If you want to become stronger, how can it be possible without wind and rain?

The white stone frantically absorbed the corpse energy, and at the same time, Xiao Fan activated the source of killing, refining it without fear of his life. Coupled with the power gushing out of the white stone, Xiao Fan's pain was relieved a lot.

In the source of killing, Shura's killing power was rising steadily, breaking through the six thousand yuan barrier in one fell swoop, and it had no tendency to stop.

Seven thousand yuan!

Eight thousand yuan!

This is already the original power that most high-grade Yuanzun can have, but Xiao Fan just failed to reach the standard of breaking through the middle-grade Yuanzun realm.

His control over the original power of killing has exceeded 90%, and the original power he can accommodate has also increased several times.

Xiao Fan had a vague feeling that if he wanted to break through the mid-level Saint Lord with his killing power, he would need ten thousand yuan, which was the standard for breaking through the Dharma Lord realm.

With an original power of 10,000 yuan, coupled with his 90% control, the power exerted has reached a full 9,000 yuan. Even a low-grade Dharma Master, Xiao Fan is estimated to have the strength to fight.

Xiao Fan didn't want to owe Chu Lingxiao a favor, but he didn't expect the debt to be huge.

Moreover, he could never repay it, because it was impossible for him to repay it to a dead man.

The only thing he can repay is to take good care of Chu Lingxiao's son Chu Yunbei.

"Ah~" The severe pain finally made Xiao Fan unbearable, and his killing power increased sharply.

In just one hour, the hurdle of nine thousand yuan was crossed. And, it seems to have no end!