"Little guy, it looks like that bald donkey Tian Chanzi is determined to use you as cannon fodder."
Jiao Wushuang's soul phantom looked down at Yang Fan with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"Why, aren't you ready to retreat now? If you don't run away, I will really keep your spiritual thoughts completely!"
Yang Fan shook his head slightly, not taking it seriously.
He loves to joke, but this is his consciousness sea space. If the consciousness sea does not collapse, who can hold him
"There is no need to test any more. I told you just now that this is the consciousness space of someone like me, Yang Fan, and there is no such thing as Master Tianchan."
After the charm was successful, Yang Fan no longer needed to be as cautious as before. With a thought, he directly controlled the seawater under his feet to create a huge wave of about a hundred meters high out of thin air, steadily lifting his body above it. superior.
Yang Fan stood on the top of the waves, looking down at Jiao Wushuang: "Now, can you trust me?"
Jiao Wushuang's expression changed slightly.
After shouting for a long time, there was no response from Tian Chanzi, and its spiritual mind searched the entire sea of consciousness and found no trace of Tian Chanzi or other half-emperors. Jiao Wushuang already had doubts in his heart.
Now, seeing that Yang Fan can directly control the water in the sea of consciousness, it becomes more and more certain of its guess.
Perhaps, this sea of consciousness space, so vast that even the emperor might be jealous, really belongs to the young human race in front of him!
After all, the sea water in the Consciousness Sea is extraordinary. In principle, only the owner of the Consciousness Sea can control it as desired. The stronger the mental power, the more sea water can be manipulated, and the more powerful the power that can be exerted will be. .
Although they, outsiders, can stir up the wind and clouds and cause waves on the sea with their strong spiritual strength, there is no way they can control the water of the sea of consciousness like Yang Fan can do now.
"It's true that heroes have been born from young men since ancient times. I didn't expect that a talented young man like you would appear among your human race!"
"It's no wonder that the nephew of my emperor thinks that you will definitely become a big trouble to our demon clan in the future. I beg my emperor to kill you with one strike!"
Jiao Wushuang sighed softly.
For some reason, after confirming that this was indeed Yang Fan's Consciousness Sea Space, the Half-Emperor of the Demon Clan breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and 90% of the vigilance on his body disappeared.
"The two tribes of humans and monsters have been at odds with each other for a long time. Logically speaking, knowing that you have such a heaven-defying talent and that you are even expected to become an emperor, I will kill you no matter what to avoid future troubles."
"But for some reason, I don't have any murderous intention in my heart now. On the contrary, I feel a little close to you."
"Perhaps this is what you human race often say, 'When a person is about to die, his words are also good'? I didn't expect that I, Jiao Wushuang, have been in trouble all my life and killed countless human beings. I thought that I had a heart of stone, but it turned out that I was about to die." At that moment, a trace of kindness arose in my heart..."
At the end of the sentence, Jiao Wushuang suddenly laughed at himself and looked up at Yang Fan.
"Tell me, you so boldly brought me into the sea of consciousness, what do you want? Do you want to refine me into a soul refining pill?"
Jiao Wushuang knew Yang Fan's identity as a soul refiner, but he didn't think Yang Fan had the ability to refine his soul.
"I advise you not to overestimate your capabilities so much. Let me out immediately while I still have some kind thoughts towards you. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will still be tempted to swallow your consciousness in the end. Taking over your body."
"Don't doubt my ability and determination. No matter if you are human or demon, sometimes you can do any dirty and cruel things just to survive!"
Jiao Wushuang's tone became a little gloomy, and the words he spoke seemed to be threatening Yang Fan, but also seemed to be convincing himself.
Yang Fan shook his head lightly and said quietly: "Whether it can be refined or not, you have to try it to know."
"But before refining you, I want to ask some questions first. If you can answer them as before, I may be able to let you die more happily later, otherwise..."
Unconsciously, Yang Fan's voice began to become deep and hoarse, like whispering in sleep, making people want to indulge in it unconsciously.
"You used your eloquent tongue on the origin of the soul of Demon Emperor (Incomplete) Jiao Wushuang, and succeeded in bewitching him. Jiao Wushuang believed in what you said. Your social skills have been greatly improved, and your verbal flexibility has been greatly improved. Strengthen, eloquence +100.”
Hearing this system prompt, Yang Fan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
It’s done.
I didn't expect that the silver tongue would be so useful, and it is a perfect match with the charm skill.
Under normal circumstances, facing such half-emperor souls, it would be impossible for Yang Fan to hypnotize them.
But now, with the help of his charm skills, his extremely friendly favorability base, and his eloquent charm attribute, he has easily gained the trust of the hostile half-emperor Jiao Wushuang.
very good, very powerful.
Mom no longer has to worry about me not deceiving others.
"What do you want to know? Just ask." Jiao Wushuang looked a little dazed and asked Yang Fan softly: "What can be said will not be concealed by me, and what cannot be said will not be revealed even if I die. .”
Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not expect that even if he was bewitched, Jiao Wushuang could still retain some bottom lines and did not completely let go of his vigilance.
It seems that the attribute values of Glib are still not enough. I will have to brush it up more if I have the opportunity in the future.
"You just said that your nephew sent you to kill me. I want to know, who is your nephew?"
Yang Fan spoke softly and asked a harmless question.
Jiao Wushuang did not hesitate and said bluntly: "This is not a secret. I am the sister of the Earth Dragon God Emperor and the biological aunt of the Silver Dragon God Son. Please ask me to come and kill your demon. He is my second nephew." Son of the Silver Dragon God."
"Second nephew?" Yang Fan followed the lead and continued to ask: "So, you have more than one nephew? Can you tell me how many there are in total, and who are they?"
"Golden dragon, silver dragon, heavenly dragon, earth dragon, flower dragon, phoenix dragon..." Jiao Wushuang replied directly: "Fourteen males and six females, all of them have the appearance of becoming emperors, but the silver dragon has the best qualifications, and the most He is loved by the Demon King’s eldest brother, so he is made the Son of God.”
Twenty brothers and sisters.
This Earth Dragon God Emperor is capable of giving birth!
Yang Fan complained in his heart, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He continued to follow Jiao Wushuang's words as usual and asked: "What about your generation? How powerful are the brothers and sisters? Are they all in the semi-emperor realm like you?"
Jiao Wushuang said: "In our generation, because the spiritual power has just started and the demons are not prosperous, there are only four brothers and sisters."
"In addition to my brother, the Demon Emperor, I also have two younger brothers. Their qualifications are mediocre and they have no hope of becoming emperors. They are only half a step into the realm of the Demon Emperor, and their real combat power is not even as good as that of the Silver Dragon nephew!"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "So, you are the only half-emperor in Demon Saint Ridge?"
A trace of struggle flashed across Jiao Wushuang's face, and he shook his head slightly and said: "This is the secret of our Jiao clan. I forgive you for having no comment."
"But I can tell you that I am definitely not the only half-emperor in Demon Saint Ridge. If you humans want to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, I advise you not to have such wishful thinking."
Yang Fan nodded slightly.
It seems that as soon as the issue involves the safety and secrets of Demon Saint Ridge or their Jiao clan, Jiao Wushuang's prevention mechanism will automatically activate in his heart.
"Okay, let's put this issue aside for now." Yang Fan then asked: "Since you are not willing to reveal the number of half-emperors in the Demon Saint Ridge, can you tell me how many half-emperors there are in the other four Demon Clan Holy Lands?"
"no!"
Jiao Wushuang decisively refused again, feeling even more excited than before.
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. It seemed that it was a bit difficult to find out the reality of the five holy places of the demon clan from the mouth of this earth dragon.
Unexpectedly, these monster brats have a strong sense of prevention.
"What about this?" Yang Fan turned over his hand and took out the breath gathering stone that the spore clone had touched from Jiao Wushuang: "You should be familiar with this thing. Do you know where else you can find it?" Two yuan?"
Jiao Wushuang was stunned: "The Divine Breath Stone? Why do you also have one?"
"I have always thought that this kind of god-level item is the only one in the world. I didn't expect that you also have one. It's a pity that my god's stone was accidentally lost in the previous battle. Otherwise, I could have given it to you. Make a pair.”
Yang Fan shook his head again. Even the owner Jiao Wushuang thought it was the only one in the world. It seemed that there was indeed only one sacred stone.
"What about this one?" Yang Fan was not afraid that Jiao Wushuang would see through it, so he turned his hand and took out the Ten Thousand Years Snake Fruit, "This emperor-level spiritual fruit shouldn't be the only one in the world, right? Tell me, you are Where was it found?"
"Ten Thousand Years Snake Fruit! This is my Emperor's Thousand Years Snake Fruit!"
Jiao Wushuang's eyes suddenly turned fiery red, and the anger in his eyes rose. He looked up at Yang Fan angrily, and asked sternly: "Is it you? It was you who stole my Emperor's Imperial Spirit Fruit, and that one Breath-condensing divine stone?!"
"Damn it, this emperor-level spirit fruit is my emperor's last trump card to survive in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. If you hadn't stolen it, I..."
The resentment is very deep.
Yang Fan sighed softly. As soon as he took out this emperor-level spiritual fruit, even the charm skills could not suppress the resentment in the earth dragon's heart.
It seemed that the previous theft incident in the Half-Emperor space battlefield had dealt a huge blow to Jiao Wushuang. He was already dead and could still have such a big resentment.
Yang Fan quickly added a few more charm skills to Jiao Wushuang, bringing the sudden drop in favorability back to its peak state.
Then, seeing that the resentment was still lingering in Jiao Wushuang's eyes, and the ferocious aura lingered, Yang Fan knew that if he continued to ask questions, there would be no results.
So Yang Fan stopped inking and moved his thoughts slightly. Soon, a demon refining furnace composed of golden soul chains fell from the sky, completely covering the origin of Jiao Wushuang's soul.
(End of chapter)