Chapter 1183 The Wrong Person Has Been Provoked

"He...is this due to practice?" Luo Yunshang looked at him deeply, surprised.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal: "Yeah, this is the consequence of not being restrained and inhaling one's essence. Miss, have you seen those tired bones? They were probably sucked by him. However, he sucked too much. Now, the smoldering resentment and deadly energy in the body are rapidly consuming his physique. Although he is in the spirit king realm, his face is withered, and he is not at all angry, and he is about to die. Only by continuing to smoke and replenishing a lot of essence can he maintain Go on. But this way, the resentment in his body will increase again!"

"In order to survive, he must suck more people; but after he sucks, he is even more dangerous, and he must suck more. Such a vicious circle, drinking poison to quench thirst, is simply an enemy of cultivators all over the world. Such a dangerous person, which eight The emperor is stupid, so dare to keep him? Isn't this hateful? So at this time, he is no longer allowed to be between heaven and earth, just like his ancestor, Liao Tianding!"

"What, how did you know about such a long time ago..." The body shook violently, and the old man was shocked and looked at Zhuo Fan, just like looking at a monster.

Luo Yunshang also frowned and said strangely, "Liao Tianding?"

"Yeah, a guy who didn't know how to live or die back then!"

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan's face instantly became solemn: "Liao Tianding was not like his unpromising descendant, who hid and caused harm to the world. He was an upright murderer and arsonist. . That was sucking one city after another, with corpses all over the place, and he was stunned to take his own cultivation from the spirit king realm to the saint realm, and he was about to break through to the quasi-emperor level. I guess what he thought at the time was that Get to the emperor level as soon as possible, and if you have the avenue of emperor realm, you can live forever!"

"Unfortunately, he committed the wrath of the sky and offended the entire sanctuary, both black and white. That time, regardless of the righteous way and the devil's way, it was the first time to join forces to surround and suppress him. In the end, he was killed near the Red Thunder Valley. , it should be here. But after that, his clansmen disappeared, and people couldn't find it, so forget it. After all, he is the only one who knows this desolate formation. But now it seems that he is dying I left this formation before, which is probably why you secretly built a town here!"

His face trembled fiercely, and the old man's face was even more horrified, pointing to Zhuo Fan's hand shaking, hesitatingly said: "You... Where are you holy? Why do you know so much about the secrets 10,000 years ago? "

"a thousand years?"

With a frown, Zhuo Fan thought: "5,000 years after the war, I was betrayed to death by that beast. So that's how I was reincarnated by Jiuyou Milu, which took 5,000 years!"

Staring closely at Zhuo Fan, the old man saw that he still didn't answer, and couldn't help shouting again: "Who are you... Who are you? Why do you know..."

"Because of that siege, I also participated!" With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan showed an evil arc.

His body couldn't stop shaking, and the old man gave Zhuo Fan a deep look, full of disbelief: "Impossible, how old are you? It's a bone forging realm again, how could it be possible to participate in that war?"

"Old guy, I have to say that your ancestor died of arrogance and arrogance. You should be so cautious, you should have learned his lessons. But unfortunately, you are really weak. The head of the eight emperors..."

"You are Sword Emperor Ao Changtian?" His pupils shrank suddenly, and the old man became more and more frightened.

His face sank, Zhuo Fan said coldly: "Head of the Eight Emperors, when is the old man's turn, I am the Demon Emperor..."

"Evil Emperor Zhao Cheng?" However, before he could say anything, the old man shouted again.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing angrily: "You immortal, you didn't listen to me at all. When the old guy Liao Tianding was besieged and suppressed, Zhao Cheng's little bastard was not born yet, Laozi. The Demon Emperor, the head of the Eight Emperors!"

"Uh... When did the Demon Sovereign become the head of the Eight Sovereigns?" Unable to help, the old man and the others looked at each other with a confused look.

His face couldn't stop twitching, Zhuo Fan could not help but let out a long breath, his heart was cold and cold: "Old guy, how old are you?"

"More than three thousand!"

"Okay, little devil, it seems that I didn't kill you wrong!" Unconsciously, he laughed, Zhuo Fan let out a long breath: "It's just that I was born two thousand years later, and I forgot my reputation, you really deserve to die. Ah! But without this incident, you should be damned, a group of exiled forces, no friends or relatives, no contact with the outside world, it doesn't matter if you disappear, it's really damn good. It's just that with this incident, you are even more damned!"

The eyes were full of confusion, and everyone looked puzzled. Listening to what he said, it was cloudy and foggy.

When Zhuo Fan saw it, he unknowingly showed an evil smile: "I mean, in fact, I did the same as you, that is, I wiped out a group of people with no background and replaced them. From today, this Huanxi Town belongs to the Luo family. You... no longer exist!"

"what?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then after glancing at him stupidly, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha... rob us of Huanxi Town, who do you think you are? A bone-forging realm, a fool's dream!"

"Yeah, if you know a few old things, you dare to pretend to be a senior to scare us? You don't want to see what your cultivation is? Encirclement and suppression, who are you bluffing?"

"Hey hey hey...Little bastard, the old man was almost scared by you just now. You are bragging and don't write drafts. Now you are trapped in the old man's enchantment, and the old man will refine you all in a while, and he also uttered wild words, robbing me of joy. Town? Joke!"

...

All the people laughed wildly and looked at Zhuo Fan, full of contempt and contempt. No matter how eloquent you are, you can't say such a ridiculous thing. Even if you want to survive, even if you say that you are the nephew of the Eight Emperors, it might as well be a coup!

Maybe we are afraid and let you go!

But your nonsense is too outrageous...

bump!

However, before everyone's wild laughter stopped, a loud noise burst into everyone's ears, instantly suppressing their roaring laughter.

The entire Soul Eater Barrier was completely intact before, but in the blink of an eye, it shattered into nothingness, gurgling black flames blazing along the edge of the barrier.

Uh!

The body stagnated, as if the duck was caught by the neck, and everyone's laughter stopped abruptly. Although the smile on his face was still frozen on his face, his eyes were full of shock.

In Zhuo Fan's left pupil, black thunder flames flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneering arc, and said faintly: "I'm sorry, I can't tell jokes, I will do it when I say it. You...you're dead!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan waved his hand to the sky sharply, and a black light flew straight into the sky, and then exploded with a bang, turning into a strange black firework!

woohoo...

In an instant, the powerful aura abruptly arises, from far to near, wrapping up from all directions, forming a siege situation, and the terrifying coercion also suddenly attacked this peaceful and dark town on the surface!

"Ling... Spirit King powerhouse?"

His pupils could not stop shrinking fiercely, and the old man was immediately horrified, his lips trembling and said: "One...two...three...ten...twenty...Nima, how can there be so many... The King of Spirits is coming? Who have we provoked?"

Feeling the powerful momentum that was not under him at all, he approached. The old man was completely collapsed and was about to cry. The rest of the people heard it and were about to urinate.

Dozens of spirit kings encircled their small town, did they offend the imperial masters? Sister, who are these people? Are you here for fishing law enforcement?

The trembling in his heart could not stop, the old man could no longer be calm, and shouted loudly: "Everyone run away, one runs away and the other, we are not their opponents..."

However, before his voice fell, there was a loud bang, and the entire space was spread by a black flame. Those townspeople and the big housekeeper Fang Ding had not even shouted, but they instantly turned into flying ashes and disappeared. gone.

The body couldn't stop shaking, the old man stiffened his head, turned his head, looked at Zhuo Fan with a wicked smile, and couldn't believe it: "Integrate your own power into the sky and control the entire space. You... You are also a master of the Spirit King. ?"

"Yes, you guessed it right!"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan slowly raised his hand and let out a low shout: "Go to hell!"

Eyelids couldn't stop moving, the old man gritted his teeth fiercely, his face full of unwillingness, and shouted: "This old man is the pinnacle of the spirit king, even if you are in the spirit king realm, you can't kill the old man, and you will lose your soul!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Gui shouted, and a gloomy gray gas suddenly appeared from the surrounding space. It was he who used the power of his own space to radiate all his resentment.

However, when he was born, all the slag was burned by the black flame, but it was useless.

Seeing this scene, the old man was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on here, his skill is already at the top of the Spirit King Realm, how come he doesn't even make a big noise after he uses it?

"Old guy, your skill is higher than mine. It's a pity, the gap in energy level is too big! Hehehe..." With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan held his hand lightly, and the black flame beside the old man called out In a flash, Qi Qi slammed on him, swallowing him in a blink of an eye.

ahhhh...

The howls resounded continuously, and the heart-piercing pain distorted his eyes. But he was still confused in his eyes, and finally shouted unwillingly: "You... where exactly are you?"

"Five thousand years ago, the head of the Eight Emperors of the original Sanctuary, the Demon Emperor Zhuo Yifan!"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan decided to say: "Five thousand years later, Zhuo Fan is now the big housekeeper of the Luo family. Planted in the hands of Lao Tzu, you ... are not wronged!"

what!

Another earth-shattering cry resounded through the sky, whether it was unwillingness, remorse, or fear. The old man was already under the black flames, and was burned to the ground in an instant, and there was not a trace of dregs left...