"What do you think?" Staring at Zhao Cheng closely, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a weird light.
Face twitching constantly, as if hitting a ghost, Zhao Cheng kept shaking his head and muttering to himself, as if mad: "No... impossible, my master is dead, and he blew himself up at that time, even the soul is gone. It's impossible. Reappear in this world!"
"Yeah, the soul is gone, how can Zhuo Yifan come back?"
He let out a long sigh of breath, and Zhuo Fan's face showed a sense of sorrow: "However, he has disappeared, but his thoughts are still there, and someone will pass it on. A young boy who has 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 Zhuofan!"
With eyelids trembling, Zhao Cheng looked at him in a daze, with a look of confusion and confusion: "What do you mean, are you Zhuo Fan or Zhuo Yifan?"
"It is both Zhuo Fan and Zhuo Yifan; once Zhuo Yifan, but now Zhuo Fan!"
With a sneer, Zhuo Fan said leisurely: "Idiot, haven't you always wanted to get a glimpse of the essence of the Jiuyou Secret Record? This is one of the tricks, Cannian Reincarnation Dafa. After all, the reason why a person is a person does not lie in the flesh. , Not in the soul, only in the mind. Where your mind is, you are there!"
The body couldn't help but shook violently, Zhao Cheng hurriedly stepped back and slammed into the rock wall behind him, completely stunned.
"You... you are the master..."
Noncommittal, Zhuo Fan had a small smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Master is forgiving. I didn't mean to do what happened back then. They forced me. Please don't anger me!"
With a plop, Zhao Cheng knelt down instantly and knocked his head several times. He was already pale with horror, crying and begging for mercy: "You have to settle the account, go to them, and don't come to me. If so. Any order, the disciple is willing to submit to the hard work, ask the master to forgive the disciple, forgive the disciple..."
Bang bang bang!
A series of crisp sounds one after another, Zhao Cheng's entire forehead appeared red and swollen. Zhuo Fan just looked at it and didn't make a sound, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. There was no sadness or joy, but it was an inexplicable creepy feeling when people saw it.
After Zhao Cheng knocked his head a hundred times, Zhuo Fan sighed and chuckled out: "Idiot, when did the teacher tell you to settle the account?"
"Uh, Master, you... Did you spare me?" Unconsciously overjoyed, Zhao Cheng immediately showed hope.
With a grin, Zhuo Fan showed a kind face: "Well, I know you were bewitched by them. Now that you have experienced the same thing as a teacher, how can you not know your embarrassment at the beginning?"
"It's okay for Master to understand, thank you Master, thank you Master..." After kowtow again and again, Zhao Cheng kept grateful.
Without stopping him, letting him worship like this, Zhuo Fan continued: "How about, teach your master the Great Transformation Art of Heavenly Demon, is it okay to cultivate?"
"The Heavenly Demon's Great Transformation Technique?"
The body was stagnant, and Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed with confusion: "Isn't it Yinming Jue, why has it become..."
"The Heavenly Demon Great Huajue is the supreme cultivation technique in the Jiuyou Secret Record. It is the master of the demon way. It is naturally also the magic technique. How can you pass on the cultivation technique of your apprentice Mingdi? Isn't this unjustified? "
"Oh, that's how it is, Master finally passed my Nine Nether Secret Record, thank you Master, great kindness, unforgettable!" With joy, Zhao Cheng bowed down again.
In any case, whether it is Emperor Underworld or Devil Emperor, as long as the cultivation technique of an emperor realm master is absolutely good, it is the same for anyone who practices it.
Looking at him deeply, Zhuo Fan's face was calm: "You haven't answered me yet, how do you feel about this technique?"
"The exercises taught by the master are naturally incomparable. After these months of practice, the disciples have greatly increased their strength and are proud of the crowd. I can't think of a few days before I can break through the saints, hahaha..."
With a loud laugh, Zhao Cheng became a little crazy again, dancing with his hands. It's just that his complexion is getting more gloomy, and the middle of his brows is filled with black energy, and there is no half of anger at all.
Looking at all this, Zhuo Fan nodded his head with satisfaction.
Shoo!
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and familiar voices came in so steeply: "Then Zhao Cheng has come all the way here. There is nothing wrong with it. Look at this Rei-pressure trajectory!"
"More than that, there are also these strong devilish energy, which must be left by him, and he must be nearby!"
…
"It's them!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Cheng's complexion changed drastically, "How is this possible? I acted very carefully. Why did they find clues and follow them!"
"Idiot!"
However, he didn’t wait for him to understand, a sigh of relief sounded suddenly, Zhao Cheng was taken aback, turned his head to look, saw Zhuo Fan, and immediately became solemn, like a child who saw his parents, hurriedly said: "Master …Master, what is your order?"
"Didn't you just say you want to serve me? The time has come, go out and kill them all, and make up for your previous mistakes."
Glancing at him lightly, Zhuo Fan said leisurely: "After you redeem your merits, we two will enter the world together!"
With excitement flashing in his eyes, Zhao Cheng couldn't stop lighting his head, and said joyfully: "Yes, Master, follow your orders!"
With that said, he turned around and ran out of the cave in an instant. Seeing his back gradually disappear, Zhuo Fan shook his head with a laugh.
Farewell, silly apprentice!
"Sword Emperor, you old stuff, there is something to find here. If that's the case, you can all save your lives, hahaha..."
One mile outside the cave, the Sword Emperor and the others were searching carefully, and suddenly there was a loud shout. Zhao Cheng's arrogant figure flashed over in an instant, and the dense black air all over his body attracted the surrounding flowers and trees in an instant. Withered down.
Devil Emperor Zhao Cheng!
The pupils shook together, the five of them glanced at each other, then shouted, and rushed towards Zhao Cheng together. They were full of vitality, and they all put out their life's efforts: "Zhao Cheng, hand over the things, otherwise next year's Today is your sacrifice day!"
"Want to take my practice? Save my life and talk about it, hahaha..."
Without putting the Five Emperors in his eyes at all, Zhao Cheng was already crazy, waving his palms together, and the dark palm shadows rolled toward everyone like a violent storm: "Devil's palm!"
The sword breaks the void!
Smallpox is in full bloom!
Howling ghosts and howling wolves!
…
Similarly, the five masters of the Eight Emperors also performed their unique tricks, concentrating their whole body skills to one point.
In an instant, there was a surging collision of energy between the sky and the earth, and there were endless explosions. The black holes in the pitch-black space are shattered piece by piece, spreading like a cobweb. The surrounding mountains are also shattered into nothingness, and the sky is turned into mad sand, rolling up endless dust, covering the sky and the sun.
Puff puff!
The powerful counter-shock force shook the muscles and veins of every master with irritation, and the internal organs were overwhelmed. The Sword Emperor everyone trembled, and finally couldn't help but spit out red blood in succession, their complexion instantly turned pale, and their breath became much weaker. Zhao Cheng also dug out the plasma mixed with internal organs from his mouth, but he didn't know it, he was still madly excited and laughed. I don't even care about being seriously injured.
Boom boom boom!
Finally, the powerful palm of the demon overturned the five eight emperors to the ground, burning in their stomachs, and had no more power to fight. Zhao Cheng sighed and fell in front of them, his eyes filled with excitement.
"Ha ha ha... As long as you kill five of them, Master will forgive me and let me return to my sect. With the Devil Emperor cultivation technique, the world will belong to both of us, the master and the apprentice in the future, hehehe..."
Gurgling...
A stream of blood bubbled out of Zhao Cheng’s mouth, running down the corners of his mouth, covered all over his body, but he didn’t know it, he still walked to the sword emperor and the others step by step, walking towards the sword emperor and the others without knowing it. It is naked and fierce.
"This guy is completely crazy!"
Looking at each other, everyone looked solemn, and the Emperor Yan couldn't help but worry: "He is also seriously injured now, and he still wants to fight us hard. He is really not afraid of death!"
"That's why it's scary. Fight with a madman. You don't even know what he will do!" His face trembled fiercely, and the Sword Emperor hurriedly propped his arms backwards, curled up and looked at Zhao Cheng. The look in his eyes is already a little frightened.
What's the matter with this kid, he has no tactics in his shot, but he is extremely fierce.
It stands to reason that he should be the most cautious now holding the exercises in his hand. How can he be so lifeless? This is unreasonable. Or is he already a lunatic
Damn, it's really unwilling to die in the hands of someone who has gone crazy during practice!
Looking at each other, everyone looked at Zhao Cheng, who was approaching them step by step, like a devil, with both jealous and aggrieved faces.
However, Zhao Cheng had already moved madly in front of them, showing bloody teeth, and hit them with a palm: "You old guys, let me go to death, hahaha..."
squeak!
However, under the five men's hideous eyes, Zhao Cheng's surging palm stopped in the air for an instant, and he couldn't shoot anymore.
Then, something unbelievable happened. He began to gurgling black air from all over his body, and then the black air turned around and immediately enveloped him completely. At the same time, under the harsh ghost howls, his body was gradually swallowed by the black energy, and the piercing pain made him unable to stop howling and pierced the sky.
what…
A carp hit hard, and Zhao Cheng fell to the ground behind his whole body, churning around and suffering endlessly. The five eight emperors looked at all this with a look of horror, but inexplicable.
What's wrong with him
At this time, Zhao Cheng's next sentence was once again shocking everyone, feeling the sudden cool breeze on his back: "Master, Master... what's going on, come and save me, Master..."