The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1183: Provoked the wrong person

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"He... is this due to practice?" Luo Yunshang asked in surprise as he looked at him deeply.

With a grin, Zhuo Fan made no comment: "Yeah, this is the consequence of ignorant temperance and inhalation. Miss, do you see those tired bones? Probably they were all sucked by him. But, he sucked. Too much, the resentment and silence in his body are quickly consuming his body. Although he is in the Spirit King realm, his face is withered, he is not half angry, and he almost wants to die. Only continue to **** and replenish his essence. In order to maintain it. But in this way, the resentment in his body will increase again!"

"In order to survive, he must smoke more people; but after he smokes, he is more dangerous and must smoke more. In such a vicious circle, drinking poison to quench thirst is simply an enemy of all cultivators in the world. Such a dangerous figure , Which eight emperors are stupid and dare to keep him? Isn’t this hateful? So at this time, he is no longer between heaven and earth, just like his old ancestor, Liao Tianding!"

"What, how could you know such a long time..." The body shook severely, and the old man was shocked. The look in Zhuo Fan's eyes was almost like a monster.

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

"Yes, there was a guy who was even more indifferent back then!"

With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan's face instantly became solemn: "Liao Tianding, unlike his unpromising descendants, hid and caused harm to the world. But they are honestly murderous and arson, known as the devil among the demons. A demon king. It sucked one city after another, and the corpses were all over the field. I was stunned to take my own cultivation base from the spirit king state to the saint state, and he was about to break through to the quasi-emperor level. I guess he was at that time. The idea is to reach the emperor level as soon as possible, and if you have the avenue of the emperor realm, you can live forever!"

"It's a pity, he committed the wrath of heaven and offended the entire sanctuary. That time, regardless of the righteous way, the first time he joined forces to encircle and suppress him. In the end, he was killed in Chi Near Thunder Valley, it should be here. But after that, his people disappeared and people can't find it, so it's fine. After all, he alone knows this conscience formation. But now it seems that it seems He left this formation before he died, which is probably why you secretly built the town here!"

The face trembled fiercely, and the old man’s face was even more horrified, pointing at Zhuo Fan’s hand constantly shaking, hesitating: "You...Where are you holy? Why the secret thing ten thousand years ago, you will So clear?"

"Ten thousand years?"

Brows trembled, Zhuo Fan thought: "Five thousand years after the war, I was betrayed and killed by that beast. That's why I reincarnated by Jiuyou Secret Record for five thousand years!"

Staring closely at Zhuo Fan, the old man still didn't answer when he saw him. He couldn't help but immediately shout again: "Who are you...Why do you know..."

"Because of that encirclement and suppression, I also participated!" There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan showed a strange arc.

The body couldn't stop shaking, the old man took a deep look at Zhuo Fan, full of incredulousness: "Impossible, how old are you? It's another bone-forging realm, how could you participate in that war? ?"

"Old man, I have to say that your ancestor died of arrogance. You are so cautious, you should learn from his experience and lessons. But unfortunately, you are really bad. I met Ben Seat, the head of the eight emperors of the sanctuary......"

"Are you Sword Emperor Ao Changtian?" His eyes shrank suddenly, and the old man became more shocked.

His face sank, Zhuo Fan said coldly: "The head of the eight emperors, when is the old man's turn, I am the demon emperor..."

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

Gritting his teeth hard, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing out: "You are not dead, you just didn't listen to me at all. When the old guy Liao Tianding was rounded up, Zhao Cheng's little bunny had not yet been born. Well, Lao Tzu is the demon emperor who is the head of the eight emperors!"

"Uh...When did the Demon Emperor become the head of the Eight Emperors?" Unconsciously, the old man and the others looked at each other with a confused expression.

The face couldn't help but smoked, Zhuo Fan let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Old guy, how old is it?"

"More than three thousand!"

"Okay, kid, it seems that I am not wronged by killing you!" Unconsciously smiling, Zhuo Fan let out a long breath: "It's just that I was born two thousand years late, so I forgot my reputation. Damn you! But if you didn't have this incident, you should die too. 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. Just because of this thing, you **** it! "

The eyes are full of confusion, and everyone is confused. Listening to what he said, the clouds are in the mist.

When Zhuo Fan saw it, he showed an evil smile: "I mean, in fact, I did the same thing as you, that is, to wipe out a group of people without background and replace them. From today, this Huanxi Town is the Luo family. Yes. You...no longer exist!"

"What?"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback for a moment, then after a silly look at him, they couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha...Snatch us to Huanxi Town, who do you think you are? A bone-forging realm, what a foolish dream!"

"Yes, knowing a few old things, dare to pretend to be frightened by seniors? You don't look at your cultivation level? Bone forging realm, at most one or two hundred years old, but also participate in five thousand In the encirclement and suppression years ago, who did you bluff?"

"Hehehehe...little bunny, the old man was almost frightened by you just now. Bragging and not drafting, now you are trapped in the old man’s barrier, and the old man will refine you all in a while, and even speak wild words. Grab me Huanxi Town? A joke!"

……

Everyone laughed wildly, and looked at Zhuo Fan with contempt and contempt. Even if you talk too much, you can't say such an unscrupulous thing. Even if you want to make a living, even if you say that you are the nephew of the Eight Emperors, you might as well be a coup!

Maybe we are a jealous, let you go!

But your crazy words are too outrageous...

Touch!

However, everyone's laughter hasn't stopped, and a loud noise suddenly burst into everyone's ears, instantly suppressing their noisy laughter.

The entire soul-devouring enchantment was completely intact before, but in the blink of an eye, it was already shattered into nothingness, and a gurgling black flame burned on the edge of the enchantment.

Uh!

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

In Zhuo Fan's left pupil, a gurgling black thunder flame flashed, and the corners of his mouth raised a ridiculous arc, and faintly said: "Sorry, I don't know how to tell jokes, I will do it when I say it. You...dead. Up!"

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

Huhuhu...

In an instant, the powerful aura suddenly emerged, from far and near, wrapping up from all directions, forming an encirclement, and the terrifying coercion also suddenly struck this peaceful, dark town on the surface!

"Ling...Ling King strong?"

The pupils couldn't stop shrinking fiercely, and the old man was horrified immediately, his lips trembled and said: "One...two...three...ten...twenty...Nima, how could it be? Have so many spirit kings attacked? Who did we provoke?"

Feeling the mighty aura that is not below me, he approached. The old man had completely collapsed, he was almost crying, and the rest of the people heard it, and he was almost scared to pee.

Dozens of spirit kings surrounded and suppressed one of their small towns. Have they offended the emperor-level masters? Your sister, who are these people? Are you here for fishing law enforcement?

He couldn't stop the trembling in his heart, the old man could no longer calm down, shouting loudly: "Everyone, run away, one escapes and the other, we are not their opponents..."

However, before his words fell, there was a loud bang, and the entire space was already covered by black flames. Those townspeople and Fang Ding, the big housekeeper, turned into flying in an instant before they shouted. Ash, disappeared.

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 talk: "Fuse your own power into the space and control the entire space. You... also Spirit King master?"

"Yes, you guessed it!"

With a slight smile, Zhuo Fan slowly raised his hand and uttered a low cry: "Go to hell!"

The eyelids couldn't stop moving, the old man gritted his teeth fiercely, his face was unwilling, and shouted: "The old man is the pinnacle of the spirit king, even if you are in the spirit king state, it is impossible to kill the old man, a thousand souls!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ghost drank, and a gloomy gray air suddenly emerged from the surrounding space. It was actually he used the power of his space to radiate all his resentment and fierce soul.

However, all of his things were burnt by the black flame from the beginning of his life, and there is no leftover, but there is no use for eggs.

Seeing this scene, the old man was completely dumbfounded.

What the **** is going on here? My skill is already at the top of the Spirit King Realm. How can I not even make a big noise after I use it?

"Old fellow, your skill is above me. It's a pity, the difference in energy level is too big! Ha ha ha..." With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan shook his hand lightly, the black beside the old man Yan shouted, Qi Qi slammed on him, and swallowed him in a blink of an eye.

Ah ah...

The roaring and howling kept on, and the heart-piercing pain distorted him. But his eyes were still confused, and finally yelled unwillingly: "Where are you... holy?"

"Five thousand years ago, the former leader of the eight emperors of the sanctuary, the demon emperor Zhuo Yifan!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and Zhuo Fanding said: "Five thousand years later, the Luo family's chief steward, Zhuo Fan is the same. Planted in the hands of Laozi, you...not wronged!"

Ah!

An earth-shattering cry resounded through the sky again, not knowing whether it was unwilling or regretful, or frightened. The old man was already under the black flames, he was burned to death in a flash, and there was no trace of dross left...