Volume 7 Chapter 1262 What's the Matter

"What do you think?" Staring closely at Zhao Cheng, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a strange light.

His face kept twitching, as if hitting a ghost, Zhao Cheng kept shaking his head and muttered to himself, as if insane: "No...Impossible, my master is already dead, and the self-destruction at that time even dissipated his soul, no May reappear in this world!"

"Yeah, the soul is gone, how can Zhuo Yifan come back?"

A long sigh of turbid air, Zhuo Fan's face showed a look of disappointment: "However, he has disappeared, but his thoughts still exist, and some people inherit it. A young man who just died, by chance, became the second Zhuo Yifan. No, it should have inherited all his will. After all, Zhuo Yifan is Zhuo Yifan, and Zhuo Fan is Zhuo Fan!"

His eyelids kept shaking, Zhao Cheng just stared at him blankly, confused and puzzled: "What does this mean, are you Zhuo Fan or Zhuo Yifan?"

"It's both Zhuo Fan and Zhuo Yifan; once Zhuo Yifan, and now Zhuo Fan!"

With a sneer, Zhuo Fan said leisurely: "Children, haven't you always wanted to see the essence of Jiuyou Secret Records? This is one of the tricks, the reincarnation Dafa of Cannian. After all, the reason why people are people is not the body. , not in the soul, only in the mind. Wherever your mind is, you are there!"

His body shook violently, Zhao Cheng hurriedly stepped back, and with a bang, he slammed into the stone wall behind him, completely stunned.

"You...you are the master..."

Noncommittal, Zhuo Fan had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, spare your life, I didn't mean what happened back then, they forced me, don't take your anger on me!"

With a thud, Zhao Cheng instantly fell to his knees, kowtowed several times, his face turned pale with horror, and he cried and begged for mercy: "You want to settle accounts, go to them, don't come to me. Any order, the disciple is willing to obey, please forgive the disciple, forgive the disciple..."

Bang bang bang!

A series of crisp sounds came and went, and Zhao Cheng's entire forehead became red and swollen. Zhuo Fan just looked at it like this without making a sound, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, no sadness or joy, but it made people feel inexplicably creepy at first glance.

After Zhao Cheng kowtowed a hundred times, Zhuo Fan let out a long sigh and chuckled: "Chi'er, when did the teacher say that he wants to settle the account with you?"

"Uh, Master, you... have you spared me?" Unconsciously overjoyed, Zhao Cheng immediately showed hope.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan showed an amiable face: "Anyway, I know you were bewitched by them, and now you have experienced the same thing as a teacher, so how can you not know your troubles?"

"It's good that Master understands, thank you Master, thank you Master..." Again and again, Zhao Cheng was grateful.

Without stopping him, and letting him worship like this, Zhuo Fan continued: "How about, teach your master the great magic of Heavenly Demons, can you practice well?"

"The Great Transformation of the Demons?"

For a while, Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed with confusion: "Isn't it Yin Ming Art, why did it become..."

"Tianmo Dahua Jue is the supreme cultivation technique in Jiuyou Secret Records. It is the master of the devil's way, and the transmission is naturally also the magic technique. How can you pass on the cultivation technique of your apprentice Emperor Underworld? Isn't this justified? "

"Oh, so that's the case. Master finally passed on my Jiuyou Secret Record. Thank you Master, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it!" Overjoyed, Zhao Cheng bowed down again.

No matter what, whether it is the Underworld Emperor or the Devil Emperor, as long as the cultivation techniques of the Emperor Realm masters are definitely good things, it is the same for whoever practices them.

Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan looked calm: "You haven't answered me yet, how do you feel about this practice?"

"The exercises taught by the master are naturally incomparable. After several months of practice, the disciples have greatly increased their strength, and they are proud of the crowd. I can't think of a few days before I will be able to break through the saints, hahaha..."

With a loud laugh in the sky, Zhao Cheng became a little mad and danced. It's just that his complexion became more and more gloomy, and in the middle of his brow, there was even more black air, and there was no anger at all.

Zhuo Fan looked at all this and nodded his head with satisfaction.

shhhhhh!

At this moment, there was a sound of breaking the air, and a series of familiar voices came in: "Then Zhao Cheng has come all the way here, there is nothing wrong, look at this spiritual pressure trajectory!"

"Not only that, but also these rich demonic energy, which must be left by him, and he must be around here!"

...

"It's them!"

He couldn't help but be surprised, Zhao Cheng's face changed greatly: "How is this possible, I am very careful, why are they still finding clues and following me!"

"Idiot!"

However, before he could understand, a low drink was suddenly heard, Zhao Cheng was stunned, turned his head to look, saw Zhuo Fan, and immediately became solemn, like a child seeing his parents, and quickly said: "Master "Master, what are your orders?"

"Didn't you just say you want to serve me? Now is the time to go out and kill them all to make up for your past mistakes."

Glancing at him lightly, Zhuo Fan said leisurely: "After you atone for your sins, the two of us will venture into the world together!"

With excitement flashing in his eyes, Zhao Cheng couldn't help nodding his head, and said happily, "Yes, Master, my disciple obeys!"

As he said that, he turned around and ran out of the cave in an instant. Watching his back gradually disappear, Zhuo Fan shook his head with a smile.

Farewell, silly apprentice!

"Sword Emperor, you old people

Something, actually kind of found here. In this case, you all leave your life, hahaha..."

A mile outside the cave, the Sword Sovereign and the others were carefully searching, when a loud shout rang out, Zhao Cheng's arrogant figure flashed over in an instant, and the thick black aura all over his body attracted the surrounding flowers, plants and trees in an instant. wither down.

Demon Emperor Zhao Cheng!

Eyes and pupils twitched, the five of them looked at each other, then shouted loudly, and rushed towards Zhao Cheng together, their whole body pulsing with energy, and they all put out their whole life: "Zhao Cheng, hand over your things, otherwise next year's Today is your memorial day!"

"Want to take my practice? Leave your life behind, hahaha..."

Not paying any attention to the five emperors at all, Zhao Cheng was already crazy to the point of madness, he waved his palms together, and the dark palm shadows rolled towards everyone like a storm: "The devil's palm!"

The sword breaks the void!

Smallpox!

Howling!

...

In the same way, the five masters of the Eight Sovereigns also resorted to their own unique moves, concentrating their whole body skills on one point and wielding them.

In an instant, between the heaven and the earth, the energy collided violently, and the explosions that shook the sky and the earth were endless. The dark space black hole shattered piece by piece, spreading like a cobweb in all directions. The surrounding mountains were also shattered into nothingness, and the sky was turned into mad sand, and endless dust was rolled up, covering the sky and the sun.

Puff puff!

The powerful anti-shock force shook every master's muscles and stinging pain, and his internal organs turned upside down. The Sword Sovereign's body trembled, and finally couldn't help but spit out a series of red blood, their faces paled instantly, and their breath was much weaker. Zhao Cheng also pulled out the blood plasma mixed with internal organs from his mouth, but he didn't know it. I don't even care if I'm seriously injured.

Boom boom boom!

Finally, the powerful Heavenly Demon Palm overturned the five Eight Sovereigns to the ground, their stomachs were burning like fire, and there was no more left to fight. Zhao Cheng, however, fell in front of them with a swish, and his eyes were full of complacent excitement.

"Hehehe... As long as I kill the five of them, the master will forgive me and let me return to the sect. With the Devil Emperor Cultivation Technique, from now on this world will belong to both of us, master and apprentice, hehehe..."

goo goo goo...

Bubbles of blood emerged from Zhao Cheng's mouth and flowed down the corners of his mouth, covering his body, but he didn't know it. It's naked fierceness.

"This guy has gone completely crazy!"

Looking at each other, everyone looked solemn, Yan Huang couldn't help but say: "He is also seriously injured now, and he is still thinking about fighting with us. He is really not afraid of death!"

"That's why it's scary. Fighting a lunatic, you don't even know what he will do!" His face shook violently, and the Sword Emperor hurriedly propped his arms back, curled up and looked at Zhao Cheng. His eyes were already a little frightened.

What's wrong with this kid? He didn't make a move, but he was extremely ferocious. He was just trying his best.

It stands to reason that he should be the most cautious with the exercises in his hand now. Or is he already a lunatic?

Damn, to actually die in the hands of a person who has gone crazy in practice, he is really unwilling to die!

Looking at each other, everyone looked at each other and approached them step by step. Zhao Cheng, who was like a devil, was both fearful and aggrieved.

However, Zhao Cheng moved frantically in front of them, showing his bloody teeth, and slammed at them with a palm: "You old guys, kill me, hahaha..."

squeak!

However, under the ferocious eyes of the five people, Zhao Cheng's turbulent palm instantly stagnated in the air, and he couldn't take it any longer.

Then, something unbelievable happened, black gas began to bubble from his whole body, and then the black gas reversed, and immediately completely wrapped his whole body. At the same time, under the piercing ghost howls, his body was gradually swallowed up by these black qi, and the heart-piercing pain made him unable to stop wailing and piercing the sky.

what……

A carp hit hard, Zhao Cheng fell to the ground behind him, and kept tossing around in pain. The five Eight Sovereigns looked at all this with a look of horror, but they were inexplicable.

What's the matter with him...?

At this time, Zhao Cheng's next sentence, however, once again surprised everyone, feeling the cool wind rustling along his back: "Master, Master... What's going on, come and save me, Master..."