"Huh? You're really quite capable!"
The willow tree demon raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan with some surprise. Unexpectedly, its invisible miasma attack did not cause the least amount of poisonous damage to the little guy in front of him.
Interesting!
Even the little kitten demon next to him, who was obviously stronger than him, was stricken and almost vomited blood and fell into coma. However, Yang Fan acted as if nothing had happened and casually helped the little kitten demon relieve its poisoning symptoms.
It's really amazing. This kind of anti-toxic and detoxifying method is definitely not something ordinary people can do. No wonder Xiao Yin can be deceived in a few words to the point where he almost recognizes his ancestor and calls him his ancestor.
Seeing Yang Fan waving his hand and making the red-eyed cat demon disappear, you are really using some kind of space rules. Old Liushu's brows couldn't help but tremble, and his expression instantly became more cautious, a little hesitant to test it easily again. Yang Fan's depth.
It is not the king's realm, but it has heard and seen some king's realm methods, and the imitation and application of various rules of heaven and earth are the obvious signs of becoming a king-level powerhouse.
This Yang Fan casually used a method similar to the rules of space, and it felt a bit unfathomable. Regardless of whether he was an old antique like the Ten Thousand Years Silver Fir, it was definitely not simple anyway.
"Little guy, who are you?!"
The willow tree demon held a dead face of Zhao Dongyang, stared at Yang Fan cautiously, and asked questions.
"Didn't I just say that my true body is the Ten Thousand Years Silver Fir!"
Yang Fan slowly released the power of the king, assumed the posture of a superior elder, glanced at the old willow tree contemptuously, and said: "Ignorant young man, you have only lived for three thousand years and dare to challenge me, who gave it to you?" courage?"
"Do you think you can poison me just by the little miasma you release?"
Old Liushu was so frightened that he took three steps back before he could stop himself.
"The power of a king!!"
"You can actually condense the power of a king. Are you in the realm of a king?!"
The old willow tree Zhao Dongyang was so frightened that his voice trembled slightly. He raised his finger and pointed at Yang Fan and asked in shock. However, he timidly retracted his hand as soon as he raised it halfway. Facing a king-level master, he really didn't have the courage to do it. Pointing.
None of the king-level powerhouses it had met before had the habit of trying to reason with others. If someone didn't like it, they would just punch him to death. But an old willow tree like it doesn't have the guts to offend someone. A king.
Yang Fan was able to tell off its approximate demon age, and he always exuded the majesty of a king that only a king-level powerhouse could possess. In addition, he just downplayed the method of undoing its seventh-level poisonous miasma. There was no sign of all this. No longer telling it, the young man in front of him who looks like a human might really be a king, or at least once was a king.
Yang Fan's aura was very weak now, so Lao Liushu secretly guessed that Yang Fan might have been seriously injured, causing his cultivation to decline and his aura to be somewhat restrained.
However, no matter how weak the king is, he is still a king. Even if he is injured and his cultivation level is sharply reduced, he is still a skinny camel bigger than a horse. It is definitely not something that two small seventh-level demon plants can easily deal with.
"Of course it is the king!" The thousand-year-old silver fir next to him took over the old willow's words as if it were a matter of course, and said: "Senior Liu, are you confused? This senior is the senior of my silver fir clan, the ten-thousand-year silver fir. , it’s strange that he’s not a king, right?”
The thousand-year-old silver fir doesn't find it strange at all. A silver fir tree that can live for more than ten thousand years can be regarded as a god-level power even before the spiritual power is revived. After the spiritual power is revived, wouldn't it be even more powerful? Are you so powerful that you can fly like a tiger
Millennium Yinshan even felt that those in the king realm might have underestimated this old senior, and maybe he was already at the emperor level.
The corner of Old Willow's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but start to doubt a little. Could it be that this Yang Fan was really transformed into a ten thousand year old silver fir tree
"Senior, we don't mean to offend. Please don't care about others and don't be on the same level as us juniors!"
Old Willow bowed his head and apologized.
Regardless of whether he is a ten-thousand-year-old silver fir, this guy must have had the strength of a king before. Maybe the cultivation strength he is showing now is only that of a sixth-level martial artist, and he is just deliberately pretending to show it to outsiders. That’s all.
Don't be impulsive and don't bring trouble to yourself.
Yang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and bluffed another one!
"It's not strange for those who don't know. I have lived for a long time and have never seen anything. How can I argue with you two juniors about such a trivial matter?"
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and glanced at San Yaozhi, and said: "Listening to what you just said, you were ordered by the old bird with golden eyebrows to assassinate me, right?"
Old Liushu was so frightened that his legs weakened, and his body was half shorter again. He said in a trembling voice: "Senior Mingjian, you just said it. Those who don't know are not to blame. We really didn't know that you were Yang Fan beforehand, so we were so bold..."
"Old Ancestor!" Thousand-year-old Yinshan was even more direct. He recognized this relative in one glance, looked at Yang Fan eagerly, and said, "My grandchildren were also forced to do so. That old bird with golden eyebrows is nothing. It's dignified." A beast king actually bullies the small with the big, bullies the weak with the strong, and forces us, the younger generations of grandchildren, to deal with you, it is really too much!"
"It must have known your identity early on, so it sent us here to fight with you. Its vicious intentions are simply unheard of and unseen!"
Silly Yinshan looked sad and angry, and flattered Yang Fan loudly: "Fortunately, my ancestor, you have a mind like the sea, and you can see through the conspiracy of the golden-browed old bird at a glance, so that your grandchildren can repent before the battle and recognize their ancestors." Return to the clan!"
"Ancestor, you must make the decision for your grandchildren in this matter. If you don't kill that old bird Jinmei, your grandchildren will probably have to leave their hometown in the future, and they will not be able to return home!"
Hearing the tragic confession of the thousand-year-old Yinshan, an ancestor shouting so affectionately, the corners of Old Liushu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but take a step back, wanting to get further away from this stupid guy.
You haven't even written your horoscope and you've already begun to recognize your ancestors
To my grandchildren, could you please remove the word "they"? I am a willow tree and have nothing to do with your Silver Fir clan, okay
Even if this Yang Fan is really transformed from a 10,000-year-old silver fir tree, it has no genetic relationship with its old willow tree.
What's more, Yang Fan's identity has not yet been accurately determined, because until now, Yang Fan has not shown even a trace of the direct characteristics that he is a silver fir tree or even that he is a member of the Yaozhi clan.
If he calls his ancestors so early and finds something wrong later, can Xiao Yin still want that face
There has always been a trace of doubt in the old willow tree's heart. Even though on the surface it was very respectful to Yang Fan and did not dare to be disobedient, but deep down in its heart, it never dared to let down its vigilance and was even ready to escape with wood escape at all times.
"The Golden-Brow Eagle King is indeed not a good thing!"
Yang Fan glanced at Millennium Yinshan with admiration and felt that this child was really a talent. Before he said anything, this child had figured out everything for him.
"I think back then, it was just a lone eagle that I fed when I had nothing to do. I allowed it to build a nest on my tree canopy, and protected it to stand safely in the mountain forest full of monsters. Even the eagle that I worked so hard to condense I gave it several spiritual fruits as gifts."
Yang Fan sighed softly, with a sad face: "I treat it as if it were my own grandson, with all my heart and soul, but it is not grateful at all. In order to become a king and an emperor, that beast actually took advantage of it. When I was changing my form and body, I was attacked by surprise."
"Split my torso open and swallowed the thousands of spiritual fruits that I had accumulated for thousands of years. At the same time, I also used evil methods to absorb and refine all the spiritual liquid stored in the roots and branches and leaves, and used this to break through the Tao has achieved its kingly status!"
"If I hadn't been highly cultivated and used great perseverance and wisdom to completely get rid of my soul from the spirit tree body at the critical moment when it revealed its wolfish ambitions, escape thousands of miles away and possess the body of a human child, I'm afraid this There is no trace of the existence of my ten thousand-year-old silver fir in the world."
Old Willow and Silly Yinshan were both stunned.
They were shocked again and again, but they never expected that there would be such a grudge between this senior and the Golden-Brow Eagle King.
The golden-browed Beast King, who was so arrogant in front of them, actually achieved the status of Beast King through such despicable and shameless means!
It's so ruthless, shameless, and sinister enough to make monsters envious!
If it were them, in the same situation as their peers, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the temptation of becoming a king and directly attack the ten thousand year old silver fir.
The weak eat the strong, and the winner is respected. This is the law of survival among monsters. How can there be any right or wrong
This old man is still too naive!
How dare it be so defenseless even if it is not of its own race? Don’t you know that what is right and not of my race must be different? Don’t you know that raising a tiger will only cause harm to your own body
Old Willow shook his head and sighed softly. He looked at Yang Fan and then at the thousand-year-old silver fir next to him, feeling a sense of intellectual superiority arise spontaneously.
The Yinshan tribe's monsters don't seem to have very good brains. Thousand-year Yinshan is a fool, and Wannian Yinshan is also a fool.
Of course, if this were not the case, the old willow tree would not have lived next to the Silly Silver Fir for so many years, would it
It likes to be friends with this kind of lackluster Queque. Although he is a bit of a pig, he can be used as cannon fodder at the critical moment!
Yang Fan glanced at the two demon plants and continued to fool around: "In these years, that evil beast Jinmei has never given up on chasing me. It's just that my sense of consciousness is extremely sharp. As long as a king-level powerhouse comes within a thousand miles, , I was able to detect it immediately and escape in advance, so Jin Mei has gradually given up on her plan to attack me personally."
"The red-eyed cat demon just now, and you two juniors, are no longer the first batch of assassins to come to kill me. I have long been accustomed to it."
"I just didn't expect that Jin Mei would send a junior from the same clan as me this time. It's really disappointing!"
(End of chapter)