He just knew that he seemed to have provoked a great person and fell into a dangerous situation.
Zhuo Yifan started to drink the third cup of tea, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "After drinking this cup of tea, if you are still in this state, I can only say sorry. A small city lord like you doesn't care.
At the same time, I think others might be willing to cooperate."
"I...I am willing to hand over my immortal veins, can you really let me go?"
Fang Wen is not a fool. Although he seems to have a higher level of cultivation, in fact, he feels very awkward in front of Zhuo Yifan, exactly like a child meeting an adult.
Zhuo Yifan silently removed the rope that bound the immortals and sealed the entire room. These methods were completely beyond Fang Wen's imagination.
In his impression, this was completely the devil's method.
Facing a demon king-level figure, what else can he do besides surrender?
A thousand immortal veins were contained in a space ring. He took it out and handed it to Zhuo Yifan respectfully.
Zhuo Yifan threw it into his own divine space without even looking at it.
However, he did not give this immortal vein to the Overlord to enhance the power of the divine kingdom, but left it alone.
After all, walking in the upper world requires high-level currency such as immortal veins.
However, what Zhuo Yifan doesn't know is that ordinary monks actually judge immortal stones in terms of pieces, and few people judge them in terms of strips.
After all, a one-meter-long fairy vein contains more than a hundred fairy stones.
Specifically, it is calculated based on the amount of fairy spirit contained.
These more than a thousand immortal veins are all first-grade immortal veins that are more than one meter long, which is considered a huge wealth.
In addition to the immortal veins, there are indeed hundreds of kilograms of tea leaves in the ring.
This tea is fairy tea, which is absolutely impossible to have in the lower world. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura of heaven and earth. Ordinary people will have a great increase in their skills after a sip, and monks will feel refreshed after a sip.
"Ivan, who...are you? Did you really just ascend?"
Fang Wen was really brave and couldn't help but ask.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled, patted his shoulder and said, "If I hadn't just ascended, would I have needed to borrow your immortal veins? Don't worry, the big devil will compensate you tenfold sooner or later."
"The Great Demon King compensates me?" Fang Wen's heart moved. He saw a gleam in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said: "I also believe that there is a misunderstanding between you and the Great Demon King. If Brother Yifan lacks the immortal vein, I will
I have a good suggestion."
Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly: "Then there is Brother Laofang, please tell me."
"According to this, there is a resource-rich mine thousands of miles away, which produces no less than 1 million fairy stones every year. It is only transported to the capital every six months. The 15th of this month is the day when they transport the ore to Beijing. Brother Ivan
With this method, it is easy to obtain these hundreds of thousands of immortal stones."
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "The city lord there doesn't have a good relationship with you, City Lord Fang, right?"
"If you can't even see this, that would be too bad."
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly, stood up, and was about to leave when he heard Fang Wen call out: "Brother Yifan, wait a minute, can you knock me out before leaving? I'm afraid of pain."
Zhuo Yifan couldn't laugh or cry, Fang Wen was really an interesting person.
"Brother Fang is such a quickie. When I see the big devil one day, I will definitely help you."
"Thank you, Brother Ivan's words are worth it."
Fang Wen clasped his fists and said gratefully.
bump!
A fist appeared in front of him, growing larger and larger.
He groaned and fell straight down.
Zhuo Yifan stepped out and disappeared into the room.
"You...why did you come out? Where is the city lord?"
Unexpectedly, someone noticed him as soon as he appeared in the courtyard. Fang Sheng and Fang Zhi both looked at him with wide eyes.
"What are you fussing about? The city lord just decided that you arrested the wrong person, so he released me himself. Why are you making such a fuss? Let my brother go quickly. I will make you kowtow to apologize later."
Zhuo Yifan's majestic roar would definitely make anyone tremble in fear if they knew him.
Unfortunately, in Fang Sheng's eyes, he is just an ascended true demon.
Put it in the lower realm, that is, when a master in the Mahayana stage looks at the God Transformation stage, he looks like an ant.
Facing Zhuo Yifan's scolding, the two of them showed disdain from the bottom of their hearts.
"You're so brave, you're looking for death."
Fang Sheng sneered, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he opened his big hand, and five strands of energy roared out, grabbing Zhuo Yifan like real substance.
"It turns out he is a master who has understood the rules of space. No wonder he is so crazy."
Zhuo Yifan's vision is so high now, he can see the details of Fang Sheng with just one glance.
His five strong winds combined into a spatial cage, directly sealing the void.
For an ordinary true demon master, there is basically no possibility of escaping under this spatial cage.
But unfortunately, Zhuo Yifan is not an ordinary master of true magic.
His true combat power is even comparable to that of the early Demon King masters.
Zhuo Yifan remained motionless, letting the space cage envelope him.
Fang Sheng laughed loudly: "It's a big joke that a mere real demon dares to provoke the Great Heavenly Demon. Even if I stand here and let you fight, you can't break my defense."
"Really? I can't see." Zhuo Yifan snorted disapprovingly in the cage, which immediately angered Fang Sheng.
"Boy, you are really arrogant and ignorant. Today I will let you see how powerful the real demon is."
He grabbed it with his five fingers, and bolts of lightning erupted from the space cage, making a chirping sound and connecting with each other.
Suddenly, the entire space cage was like a real electric cage, and all the lightning converged on Zhuo Yifan in the middle.
Fang Zhi couldn't bear to say: "Fang Sheng, how can Ivan withstand your full blow? Stop now."
"Humph, if you dare to provoke me, how can you not get punished?" Fang Sheng disagreed and sneered again and again.
But the next second, he frowned in disbelief.
Zhuo Yifan, who was shrouded in lightning, not only did not cry like a ghost, but instead opened his arms with an expression of enjoyment and let out a soft cry of comfort.
"It's so comfortable, but it's a pity that the strength is a bit small and it's not satisfying!"
When these words came out, Fang Sheng and Fang Zhi both wanted to vomit blood.
Even they themselves may not be able to withstand such intense power grid stimulation, let alone those with true demonic cultivation?
But what's going on right now?
It completely subverted their worldview.
"This...how is this possible? I don't believe it, just suffer death!"
Fang Sheng was furious and struck out with the sword in his hand. He heard an eardrum-shattering explosion and ripples rose up in the void.
brush!
He struck the head with a sword, like thunder and lightning, coming directly to Zhuo Yifan's head and slashing down.
With this slash, murderous intent surged into the sky, like a general leading an army to charge with nothing to defend him from.
Zhuo Yifan, who was trapped in a space cage, was like a trapped beast with nowhere to escape.