Chapter 448 Drawing the Sword

In the beast control space, Ye Fan was immersed in it rarely. After all the busyness during this period, he finally calmed down.

This was also helpless. In the future, he would always fight for hegemony and compete for the world. Before reaching the top, he needed a strong enough force and enough talents to use. Cultivating forces and talents would definitely take a lot of time.

"The geographical location of the Kuanglei Camp is still good. There are no powerful monster nests around. If it develops, it will annex several surrounding camps in the future, which can be regarded as the cornerstone of a small city."

Sitting on the ground, Ye Fan's eyes flickered, thinking about the future layout.

Coming to the front line, it is an indispensable step to regain control of the Zhantian Army and the Yutian Army. However, before gathering everyone, he must make full preparations. It is definitely not advisable to hastily take the position of the head of ten thousand men under the Zhenwang given by Ningxiachuan.

There are dozens or hundreds of kings in the world, and only eight can be called the three kings of the five kings on the front line. There is no simple person who can take this step.

It is conceivable that there will be many constraints when working for the King of Town. The same is true for the King of Ming. He promised me a city. It is impossible that he really had a good relationship with his ancestors and his uncle. The power that he might control in the future is what he really values.

He was promised a city, but whether he really gave him the control of the city, there are some tricks.

Relying on the power of others is too little after all. A frontline city that is truly controlled by oneself is extremely important, just like Yuncheng in Nanchuan.

And now, in Ye Fan's eyes, the Kuanglei Camp has such potential, but compared with Yuncheng, the difficulty of development is one in the sky and the other in the ground.

"Take it one step at a time. Nothing can be rushed." After a pause, Ye Fan stopped thinking and looked at the remains of the God Eye in the distance. The time ratio between the secret realm and the outside world was exaggerated. After such a long time, the corpse had rotted away. In the blurred skeleton skull, only the pair of God Eyes that still flashed fierce light remained. The God Eyes did not have a bloody and hideous appearance. They were inexplicably crystallized, like a priceless gem.

"Sword Eyes, the God Eyes that sword cultivators dream of." Ye Fan walked to the side of the skeleton and looked at the pair of God Eyes with a flickering look.

Originally, he took away the remains of the God Eyes for the pair of God Eyes, but the King of Humanity woke him up with a word. The transplant of Sword Eyes was not a good choice for his path.

"But we can't just leave these Sword Eyes here." After taking off the Sword Eyes, Ye Fan thought for a while. A pair of God Eyes has the power to change a person's fate, especially in Ye Fan's hands. It is no exaggeration to say that this pair of Sword Eyes is a top powerhouse around him in the future.

"There is no way to use Fatty Li and the others. We can only wait and see and find a suitable person in the future. He is a sword cultivator and suitable..."

The choice of candidates made Ye Fan hesitate. Just as he was thinking about it, the little lion came over and sat next to Ye Fan and rubbed against him.

The long time in the secret realm made the little lion grow a lot. At this time, it has broken through the gold level, but its body shape has not changed much. It is only as tall as Ye Fan.

The unique fantasy beast form makes it look vaguely human even though it has a lion head. The angularity on its face is like that of a teenager, indicating that it has left the immature cub stage and entered a long growth period.

"Little lion, long time no see." Looking at the little lion rubbing against him intimately, Ye Fan's eyes were amplified. He stretched out his hand to rub its furry head, but found that the little lion's eyes were staring at the sword eye in his hand.

"Meow?" Noticing that Ye Fan was looking at him, the little lion made a questioning sound and pointed at the divine eye.

"You can't eat this thing." Ye Fan shook his head.

Ye Fan's refusal did not make the little lion retreat. On the contrary, the little lion still stared at the divine eyes in Ye Fan's hand, and there seemed to be some desire in his eyes.

Ye Fan noticed the little lion's mood and showed a puzzled expression on his face.

Click click.

The man and the beast were still deadlocked here. On the side, Lao Chi seemed to have eaten a full lunch and walked slowly, patting his belly. When he saw the little lion staring at Ye Fan's divine eyes, he seemed puzzled and snorted.

You see, this guy is thinking about those eyes again. If I hadn't been watching during this period, these eyes would have been taken away by the lion head.

"Has it been thinking about this pair of divine eyes during this period?" Lao Chi's words rang in Ye Fan's heart, and the expression on Ye Fan's face became even weirder. Looking at the little lion staring at the divine eyes in his hand, he paused for a while, and then seemed to ask: "Is this pair of divine eyes useful to you?"

"Roar." Hearing Ye Fan's question, the little lion nodded quickly, and his expression seemed a little anxious.

"Is it really useful?" Ye Fan was surprised, but since he got the affirmation from the little lion, he did not hesitate and put the pair of divine eyes in the little lion's hand.

After getting the divine eyes, the little lion was obviously a little excited. He stood up and pressed the divine eyes against his eyes.

"What's going on." The divine eyes had disappeared. Ye Fan felt something was wrong and stood up. "Where are the divine eyes???"

"Roar." The little lion made a sound and pointed at his eyes.

"You put the divine eyes in your eyes?"

Ye Fan was puzzled, but the little lion answered Ye Fan with action - he saw it close its eyes first, and when it opened its eyes again, its eyes were full of bright white light.

Boom boom boom.

The wind blew at this moment, surrounding the little lion, with it as the center, forming a strong wind area.

This was the strong wind area formed by the divine eye of the divine eye that Ye Fan had killed before.

"Just now, you merged the sword eye." At this time, Ye Fan naturally understood what happened, and he was already surprised while speaking, "You have a physique that is perfectly adapted to the divine eye. You can merge the divine eye by directly touching the divine eye."

"Roar." The little lion responded, the bright light in his eyes dissipated, and he came to Ye Fan again.

"As a beastmaster, you can adapt to the human divine eye..." Looking at the still intimate little lion, Ye Fan's expression was slightly sluggish, paused for a moment, and took off the heavy sword behind him, "So, you can even use human swordsmanship?"

Seeing Ye Fan handing over the heavy sword, the little lion scratched his head, seemed a little confused, but still took the heavy sword and danced it in his hand at will.

"Look at this swordsmanship, do you know it?" Ye Fan took out the swordsmanship from his body and handed it to the little lion.

The little lion took over the sword technique, turned the pages, and looked at the sword technique, which made him even more confused. However, his doubts did not last long. Soon, he seemed to understand something and sat down on the ground.

Ye Fan did not speak during the whole process, but just watched the little lion flipping through the sword manual quietly. At this time, there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

He might have completely underestimated the ability of the fantasy beast species. As a collection of multiple bloodlines, the basic form of the fantasy beast species is human-like. It has human blood in its body, and its wisdom is not low. It completely uses human magic.

A beastmaster has transplanted the divine eye. If he can use human magic...

"If it is really possible, the person who studied the fantasy beast species must have amazing talents..." Thinking of this, Ye Fan stared at the little lion sitting on the ground, eager to know whether his guess was correct.

Time passed slowly, and soon, Lao Chi, who was watching the excitement, felt a little annoyed. He looked at Ye Fan, who was still staring at Xiao Shi, and Xiao Shi, who was reading a book, yawned, muttered, and lay down on the spot. Soon, he began to snore.

Huh~ Huh~

The snoring of a dragon can be imagined. Seeing that the small stones on the ground were vibrating because of Lao Chi's snoring, Ye Fan couldn't help but frown.

"This bastard, he didn't snore earlier or later, and he was going to snore at the critical time when Xiao Shi understood..."

Before the voice fell, Xiao Shi suddenly stood up and walked towards Lao Chi.

"Failed?" Seeing that Xiao Shi seemed to want to retaliate against Lao Chi, Ye Fan was helpless, but just as the idea came up, suddenly, the bright light in Xiao Shi's eyes lit up, and then it held Ye Fan's heavy sword and slowly lowered its waist.

"This is it!" Ye Fan could recognize this familiar opening move at a glance, "Sword Drawing Move!"

"It can really learn swordsmanship!"

Huff and puff.

The strong wind gathered, and the momentum of the little lion gathered. In his sleep, Lao Chi obviously felt something was wrong. Maybe it was cold. He covered his body with his wings, but even though he covered it tightly, the strong wind still made him feel cold.

Soon, maybe the strong wind was really stinging, Lao Chi couldn't sleep anymore. He wiped the saliva from his mouth, hummed and opened his eyes, but just when he opened his eyes, a huge sword came with the force of thunder.

"Roar?? !!"