After leaving the space battlefield, Ye Chengbi or the Great Elder Fengqi is in a hurry like a dog that is strayed from a family.

His right arm was broken, his clothes were torn, and the demon emperor was flying all over the sky. Even the two purple feathers that looked like Tianshu, the king of the Fire Phoenix clan, were burned halfway.

Yang Fan's spore clone, Yang Fan No. 4, was hung on Ye Chengbi's arm, and was stunned and surprised.

Is this the professional quality of a senior undercover agent?

So awesome!

If he hadn't been following Ye Chengbi and witnessed what had just happened, who would have believed that the old monster in front of him who was fleeing in a hurry would have been the strongest human race?

This talent for acting is simply!

You must give me a thumbs up!

After escaping from the space battlefield, Ye Chengbi grabbed Yang Fan's clone and showed his side outside, then quickly broke through the space and drilled into the space passage.

Until this time, the old man was still breathing heavily, looking seriously injured and exhausted.

Yang Fan No. 4's eyes turned, his spiritual sense scattered, and he did not notice any abnormality. He was a little confused. Why did Ye Chengbi still perform so hard until this time?

This is a space channel, and no one can monitor it.

However, seeing that Ye Chengbi's performance was so realistic and in good condition, Yang Fan No. 4 had questions in his heart, but he did not ask. To be cautious, he did not even initiate a spiritual transmission.

Because he knew very well that in front of some super strong people with extremely keen mental perception, even the spiritual transmission, even the spiritual channel he was most proficient in could be monitored.

Sure enough, just three minutes after they entered the space channel, a system prompt suddenly sounded in Yang Fan's ears that surprised him.

"You are peeped by the spiritual peek of the half-step demon emperor Feng Ming. Your qi and blood fluctuate, your soul and will are slightly disturbed, and the immortal will is stimulated and automatically defended. The mental power +100, the spiritual will +200, the soul and strength +50."

Yang Fan No. 4 shouted in his heart.

Unexpectedly, even in this space channel created by spatial rules, the Son of Fengming, who is far away in Wan Yao Mountain, can monitor their every move, and even use his mental power to detect Yang Fan's qi, blood and soul state.

It's so awesome!

If it weren't for the system, with Yang Fan's current cultivation level, even if someone scanned his body and soul to the sky, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

At this time, Yang Fan couldn't help but look at Ye Chengbi, who was running hard while panting, and thought to himself that it was indeed Lao Jiang, which was so spicy.

No wonder the old man performed so hard since he left the space battlefield. It turned out that behind the endless void, there was actually a voyeuristic audience watching quietly.

At this time, Yang Fan No. 4 slowly closed his eyes, cooperated to speed up his heartbeat slightly, and his qi and blood fluctuations were slightly more active, and his breathing was the same, which was much more rapid than normal people.

Nervous, falling, frightened, worried.

Various emotions were fully revealed in Yang Fan's subtle expressions.

Ye Chengbi, who was pretending to escape, naturally noticed Yang Fan's abnormal changes at the first time, and couldn't help but like Yang Fan in his heart.

"I have a high understanding and a good acting talent. When this lurking mission is over, I will definitely take this kid under my sect and train it well!"

Ye Chengbi did not believe that Yang Fan's current cultivation ability could sense the divine eyes of the Son of Fengming.

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Therefore, Yang Fan's clone's current performance must have been inferred based on his own guesses and inferences based on his hasty performance along the way.

This understanding and his mind are very good at Ye, as smart and smart as he was when he was young.

Thinking of this, Ye Chengbi quietly withdrew some mental power that had been shrouded in Yang Fan's clone's vocal cords and sea of ​​consciousness.

Originally, he reserved a backup plan to prevent Yang Fan's clone from suddenly speaking or sending his spirits, but now it seems that he is no longer useful.

Yang Fan's clone's performance was beyond his expectations.

"This is just a clone of Yang Fan. The strength and reaction ability of the soul consciousness are far less powerful and flexible than the true body of the body."

"But even so, this clone has already shown such unexpected wisdom and understanding. It is not difficult to see how unexpected the understanding and spirituality of Yang Fan's true body is!"

Ye Chengbi sighed in his heart, and admired Yang Fan more and more, and the idea of ​​taking Yang Fan back to his disciple became stronger and stronger.

soon.

In less than ten minutes, Ye Chengbi took Yang Fan's clone to break through the space and appeared in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains in the southward direction of the Demon Realm.

They appeared in a secret room with dense restrictions around them and demonic powers that looked extremely tightly defended.

After arriving at this secret room, Ye Chengbi breathed a sigh of relief. His body shook, his remaining arms were reborn, and his mental state instantly returned to his peak.

He let go, threw Yang Fan No. 4 to the ground, and said softly: "Okay, this is the elder secret room of the Wan Yao Mountain. He is very cautious. Even the Son of Feng Ming cannot peek at this place."

Yang Fan No. 4 moved his hands and feet and his mental state returned to normal.

"Senior has recovered his body so quickly. Are you afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of the Son of God Feng Ming?"

Ye Chengbi glanced at him and said, "You want to ask why I didn't go directly to find the son Feng Ming to be miserable, right?"

"It's very simple." Ye Chengbi said in a straight voice: "Because Elder Fengqi is such a stubborn and stubborn person who is desperate for face. He is not in line with its magical design. If he performs too much, he will easily reveal flaws."

"I will not only not go to sell misery later, but will also take you to seek credit. Although so many monsters have died, it is a great achievement to capture the great troubles of your demon clan alive!"

"Anyway, so many half-step demon emperors died when they assassinated you, so they are not bad for them!"

Yang Fan No. 4 smacked his lips twice.

How many are those?

So how good is it that more than twenty or twenty, even if Wan Yao Mountain is awesome, it would not have thought that nothing happened after losing more than twenty or half-step demon emperors?

"Don't worry, except for Feng Chen and Feng Lang, the nine big monsters who belonged to Wan Yao Mountain, all the other foreign aids I deliberately designed to ask them to invite."

"Anyway, it's a pit of nine, and a pit of twenty or so is a pit of them. If you have this opportunity, you naturally have to find a way to kill a few more, right?"

When Yang Fan No. 4 heard this, he was speechless.

This old man was indeed full of bad water, and he was so cruel.

However, he likes it.

If it were him or the original, he would definitely do this, and he would even do it more brutal and outrageously.

How can I only bring more than twenty half-step demon emperors? There are so many demon emperors in Wan Yao Mountain, and the beast kings, and you can even kill hundreds of them.

Ye Chengbi changed into clean clothes inside, ate a few bites of the spirit fruit to restore the color of the demonic hair. After a while, the demon looked much more energetic.

"Okay, I will take you to the treasure house and take a walk around first, and then we will go to visit the Son of Fengming."

Ye Chengbi waved his hand and was about to capture Yang Fan No. 4 and go out again.

"Senior, wait!"

Yang Fan No. 4 quickly stopped him. Without hesitation, he took out an imperial-level soul refining golden pill suit from the storage space, and specially placed three more half-step emperor-level soul refining golden pills.

"Before leaving the space battlefield, the original body intended to give the previous generation some soul-refining golden elixir to express his feelings, but the previous generation left too hastily and the original body did not have the opportunity to speak."

"Now, it's just right to take this opportunity to fulfill your wish for the first place. Please don't refuse."

Ye Chengbi was stunned. What about this good thing?

This kid is so sensible!

Ye Chengbi did not be polite with a clone, so he reached out and took the jade box, opened it gently, and saw the golden light shining inside, and almost blinded the two bird eyes.

"Damn it! So many?!"

"It's fine if the imperial level peak level soul refining golden elixir is there, but there is even a half-step emperor-level soul refining golden elixir?!"

"Have this Yang Fan's soul refining level actually reached such an amazing level?!"

Ye Chengbi was in the demon realm for a long time and did not know that Yang Fan could refine the soul refining golden elixir at the half-step emperor level. Now, he suddenly saw the soul refining golden elixir filled with the soul power fluctuations of the half-step emperor's aura, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

No wonder in the space battlefield before, Gu Zeyan and his juniors were holding a small glass ball and scrambling to collect the origin of the soul scattered in the air.

It turns out that all the root causes are here!

What he should have thought of long ago is that if Yang Fan could not refine the half-step demon emperor's beast soul, how could those so-called imperial-level beast soul capturers capture the origin of the half-step demon emperor's soul?

But he had subconsciously thought that Yang Fan, the so-called emperor-level soul refiner, could only refine some emperor-level eighth-grade and nine-grade soul refining pills, and even if he had to die, he would not exceed the peak emperor level.

Therefore, before seeing Gu Zeyan and his friends collecting the beast souls of the half-step demon emperor, Ye Chengbi did not immediately think about the soul refining pill at the half-step emperor level.

"That's natural." Yang Fan No. 4 raised his head proudly and said: "That is, he has not encountered the origin of the soul at the level of the emperor. Otherwise, he could even refine the soul-refining golden elixir of the emperor!"

As soon as Yang Fan No. 4's words fell, Yang Fan, who was tens of thousands of kilometers away, suddenly heard a different system prompt in his ear:

"Your spore clone, Yang Fan No. 4, yelled the great awesomeness and successfully gained the deep trust of the half-step Linghuang Ye Chengbi, his social ability was greatly improved, his mouth flexibility was greatly enhanced, and his tongue was as skillful as a 50."

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel confused.
Chapter completed!