"The saint is over-reputable."

Ye Fan's heart was heavy, and all kinds of worries came to his heart, and he could not help.

The Mercenary Flame Bansaint suddenly smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I am not interested in knowing your little secret, nor am I interested in seizing it, but I am quite interested in your strength."

"I wonder if you are willing to stay and help us with your help. I can explain the Holy Way to you so that it will make it easier for you to enter the Holy Way."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Fan and his group of emperors were stunned, and they looked up in shock.

However, the white clouds are faint and the wind is light and the clouds are light, so there is no shadow of a semi-saint.

"The half-saint actually asked what he meant, whether he would leave it to see his decision?"

Ye Fan was a little confused. When he came to his senses, he quickly lowered his head, his thoughts flew around in his mind, but he did not answer, but was silent and did not speak.

The attitude of the semi-saint changed too quickly, so fast that it made people unable to react, and they could not believe it. Therefore, Ye Fan thought about it over and over again and did not respond. While waiting for the following text, in order to see the purpose and ideas of the semi-saint, he thought about the key points himself.

"It seems that after the Molt Flame Semi-Sacred Spirit Sense scanned and explored my realm and age, my attitude began to change by 180 degrees. Is it the key point here?"

"In my realm, the semi-saint does not need to be as polite as me. No matter how strong the potential is, they still don't have much say before they are transformed into strength."

"I have no strength, no background... Wait! Background! I was in my thirties and entered the realm of the Martial Emperor, which is extremely rare in the history of the human race. My entry is indeed a bit shocking. Does it... it care about my life experience?"

Ye Fan quickly made some speculations, and was surprised and shocked, but he was still not so sure.

Ye Fan's reaction was very fast, and his lowered head made the half-saint unable to see his expression change.

Soon, the half-saint spoke again, but with a hint of regret, and said, "It seems that you don't want to do it anymore. Since that's the case, I will not force you. You can leave now. But these three juniors cannot let you take it away. They are of great use."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan hesitated.

He really didn't expect that the dignified semi-saint would have misunderstood his origin and thought he was from a powerful human force in an outside world, so he was very polite to him.

If I had known that there would be a true family of holy and spiritual beings in the outside world, even a half-saint could not afford to be a saint.

But even so, when it comes to the issue of the three Void Mantis Mantis, the Mercenary Flame Half Saint still has no tendency to take a step back. There is no doubt that he is unwilling to let the Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis Mantis

Ye Fanle saw this when he was misunderstood by the semi-saint.

However, Ye Fan was extremely reluctant to take away the Mantis Emperor and others.

Putting aside the three mantis himself, the semi-saint-level mysterious weapons on the Red Rabbit Beast King are all reasons that must not be given up.

But what can I do if I don’t give up? What should I do when I face the semi-saint?

Ye Fan himself was too clear and had no background at all. This false identity was too easy to be exposed. At that time, even he would fall into it.

Leave, or not?

Ye Fan's expression became entangled and couldn't help but look back at the three Mantis Kings.

"Take me out!"

The three emperors sent divine thoughts and sent messages at the same time, and they didn't want to stay here, for fear of being trapped in this forbidden area for life until they die of old age. This is something they cannot accept.

But now, they can only place their hopes on Ye Fan, hoping that they are really so important in Ye Fan's heart, otherwise they can only accept their fate.

"What? Can't bear to let go of their three potential stocks? They were born in the small world of Zhulong, and they belong to the small world of Zhulong forever. They should use their lives to do every power to the small world of Zhulong forever."

The voice of the Molt Flame Half Saint was slightly cold.

It had some guesses, and it was already the limit to Ye Fan, and it was impossible to make any concessions.

After all, it is just afraid of the "big forces" of the human race that may exist behind Ye Fan. Moreover, this force does not know whether it exists or whether there are more than half-saints. It is a great gift to allow Ye Fan to leave. Unexpectedly, this human race is so unsatisfied.

However, after saying something, it slowed down again, pondered for a moment, and said, "It was your elders who let you in? The Martial King entered the Zhulong small world at the peak, and then broke through the Martial Emperor here, joined forces with the Mammoth Beast King, and suppressed several potential emperors and took them out. It was a good plan."

"It's a pity that they are really important and cannot be taken away by you."

A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and shocking thoughts came to his mind, and a shocking plan gradually improved.

"well."

After calculating for a while, Ye Fan showed bitterness on his face, sighed heavily, and said, "I know that the three of them are very important to the Zhulong Small World, but equally, they are also very important to the next."

The semi-saint has no words and is silent.

Ye Fan showed a tangled look on his face and hesitated for a long time before he said again: "I don't know what the price is needed, so the saint is willing to let them go?"

"You can't do it."

After all, the half-saint answered, not disappointing Ye Fan.

If you answer, there is still hope. If you don’t respond, there is really nothing you can do.

After receiving the response, Ye Fan felt a little happy: I am not afraid that you will not speak, you will have something to ask for when you speak. If you ask for something, you will have a breakthrough.

"I would like to ask the Holy Master to make it clear that I will do my best."

Ye Fan raised his head and revealed a strong sense of confidence.

"There are two ways. You can do one of them, and this sage can let them follow you away."

The half-saint of Mercury Flame was also a little more serious and said, "First, lift the curse for our saints, and second, come to help us at specific times, but I wish I could say that it was you, even the saint behind you, may not be able to help us. You are just a emperor, even if you control the supreme power, it will be useless."

"Unless you are the most favored modern descendant of the Holy Ancestor, there is a slight possibility."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly and said, "This... the saint is hard for you. I am not so close to the saint. I am not so close to the saint. I have been out of the three generations."

Ye Fan naturally knew that the Mollion Flame Half Saint refers to the relationship with the Saint Lord in direct and direct lines for three or even four generations, which is the modern descendant of the direct lines.

Such a close relationship proves that the Holy Lord has achieved the holy path for not many years. At this time, it is also the time when the Holy Lord is most attached to his hometown and relatives. As for the descendants who will be in the future, most of them talk about interests and the overall situation, and rarely favor their family.

"Hiss~ You really have a Saint Ancestor alive, not just a group of Saints?"

Somewhere in the sky, Rongyan Bansaint narrowed his eyes and took a slight breath of cold air.

It just held a tentative heart, but didn't expect to get such amazing news. This is the young saint who has just been born not many years ago.

It would be fine if it was fake, but if it was real... this young man is too big.

"Well... no wonder, maybe only such close relatives can inherit the powerful talented blood, achieve such crazy achievements at a young age, and at least become a semi-saint seedling."

After learning about Ye Fan's "foundation", the evaluation of Ye Fan's half-saint's evaluation of Ye Fan immediately rose from the late stage of Emperor Wu to the half-saint seedling.

When Ye Fan was guessed, he was also very calm, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Saint, these two methods can actually be combined."

"Oh? How to combine it?"

The Molt Flame Half Saint was surprised. The first method actually seemed to be nothing like it, and it only hoped for the second method.

“It’s very simple.”

Ye Fan's eyes were bright and his dignity was extraordinary. He smiled loudly: "The Mantis Emperor and the others followed him. They would use the power of the family that they could mobilize to cultivate them to become my confidants, and then wait for an opportunity to destroy other brothers, and even seize the position of the head of the family."

"At that time, I will naturally be able to seek the power of the Holy Ancestor as the head of the family to surrender the power and supplement it with the method of lifting the curse. Perhaps it cannot break the shackles of the Zhulong small world, but it should not be difficult to lift the curse on the saint."

"However, by that time, it will be the negotiation between the saint and the saint. I am only responsible for inviting the saint to counter the kindness of the three of the Mantis Emperor. Does this saint have any objection?"

As he spoke, Ye Fan's eyes shone with a cold tone, and his tone was cold, revealing a strong killing and decisive aura.

"Kill brothers and take the head of the family?"

The Mercenary Flame Half Saint, and even the other half Saint, were stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Fan below deeply.

Until now, they discovered that they underestimated this ant-like human race, such cruelty, this kind of indifference to killing brothers and seizing the throne through chatting and laughing, and if they fail, they will be a heroic figure and a trendsetter of the times.

"Yongyan, do you really believe in him? Don't let me underestimate your wisdom, otherwise I will doubt your brain, the simplest point. He can't prove his identity at all, whether it's as he said."

"This is not completely certain, do you believe him to brag?"

The other semi-saint was crystal clear, like crystal, with edges and corners on the surface of the body, like diamonds, shining with soft holy light, and he sneered.

“Do we have any choice?”

The half-saint of Mercury Flame spoke in a low tone and said with a wry smile.

A simple sentence made the other half-saint silent and speechless.

"How long has the Zhulong clan abandoned us? Tens of millions of years? Or longer?"

"Generations of semi-saints gathered in the holy realm, studying the method of leaving for millions, millions of years, and then generations disappeared. Until we finally waited until today."

"But even so, so what? Can we really wait until Zhulong returns and lift the curse? The vast starry sky is full of stars, the vastness of star wars, the domain wars, the clan wars, the dark wars, endless, God knows if the Zhulong tribe is still there?"

"If there is no other way, just wait. When they come back, we can survive. If they don't come back, at least they will end up with the semi-saints of all generations."

"But, since there are other opportunities and new possibilities right now, why can't we try it?"

"I won't sit still and wait for death, even if it's just a lie and I'm willing to be deceived by him. I just want to believe that he is doing his best to do this promise and running around, but... we haven't waited until the moment when he fulfilled his promise."

After the Romance Bansaint finished speaking in one breath, he let out a long sigh, his smile bitterly.

The Forbidden Land Kings and the Lava Earth Kings only know that they are semi-saints and are above, but they don’t know how desperate they are in their hearts.

If you can choose, it would rather be just a beast king or beast king forever, without knowing the truth, and always have hope in his heart.

"Yongyan, you are too pessimistic..."

Another half-saint said in silence for a moment.

"Pessimistic? Tens of millions of years, how many generations of semi-saints? Are there fewer people with amazing talents and talent and honor the eternal blue sky? Why can't anyone break through to the Saint?"

"This is a hopeless death land, and the semi-saint is the limit. So what if we become semi-saints, we can only die slowly here. What's the use? Wait for them to come back? I can't wait! In my heart, the Zhulong clan has long been dead, just like the mammoth beast clan, it has died!"

"We... are just poor people who have been abandoned by a deceased tribe, and poor people who have been trapped in prison for life!"

The half-saint of the Mercenary Flame had crystal light, and she smiled sadly, her face was full of despair, and a dry and dead aura emerged all over her body, and her heart was as sad as if she was dead.
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