If I don’t want to tear you apart, I won’t call you Lu Ying. Lu Ying was screaming crazily behind him.
Bang!
Zhenlong Coffin and Lu Ying collided again. Su Fan was knocked into the mountain and several bones were broken.
Cough! Cough!
Su Fan coughed up blood with a wry smile on his face. After all, the disparity in strength was too great. This was an insurmountable mountain!
"Go to hell, you little beast."
Lu Ying frantically moved his palms, and slapped his palms towards Su Fan again. Seeing the attacks getting closer and closer, Su Fan was no longer able to resist.
"You idiot, you fool, hide away!"
A voice sounded in Su Fan's mind again.
"Hide! Where are you hiding?" Su Fan laughed at himself.
"Fuck!"
"Hiding in the dragon-suppressing coffin, don't you have enough brains?" This voice conveyed an extremely heartbreaking feeling, as if Su Fan was as stupid as a pig.
Su Fan's eyes lit up. Before the dust cleared, Su Fan directly summoned the Dragon-Suppressing Coffin. He opened the coffin lid and got directly in. With Su Fan's control, the Dragon-Suppressing Coffin also slowly changed into
A speck of dust fell to the ground.
Lu Ying's attack came down hard, leaving a huge palm mark on the mountain. Smoke filled the sky, and the residual power of Lu Ying's attack still lingered in the air.
"This little bastard should be dead!" Lu Ying felt a deep sense of joy in his heart, and finally let out the breath he was holding in his heart.
snort!
"Kill my son. Even if you die, I won't make it easy for you. Don't let me find out about your family, otherwise I will destroy them one by one."
Lu Ying flew down and looked at the ground in front of him that was dented by his palm. His eyes kept scanning and his brows furrowed slightly.
"Where's the coffin! Why is that boy's powerful coffin missing?" Lu Ying kept scanning the ground, not missing every corner.
Lu Ying checked for a long time but couldn't find Su Fan's Dragon Suppressing Coffin. He snorted softly, turned around and walked away.
In the dragon-suppressing coffin, Su Fan's face showed an expression of surviving a disaster. Opposite him, there was a group of true spirits lying there, curled up into a ball, as if they were frightened.
call!
Su Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air, sighed deeply in his heart, and looked inside the dragon-suppressing coffin from the corner of his eyes.
The space in the dragon-suppressing coffin was not bad. It was not as small as it seemed on the surface. It was about the size of a house. Su Fan opened his Nether Eyes and swept around. The surroundings were pitch black, and he could only see the mass of blankets.
The real spirit he threw in.
Suddenly, Su Fan's eyes stopped when he glanced at the coffin cover. There were words on it that gave off a faint light.
"Thousand Body Illusion Emperor Jue"
The Thousand Body Illusion Emperor Art is a transformation technique that can change the appearance and breath, and can also be used as a body technique. If used with appropriate speed-based martial arts, the effect will be even better.
hiss!
Su Fan took a breath, this special code can enter and leave the Bora even in a coffin. Su Fan couldn't help but start to feel narcissistic, "Did I save the widow in my previous life or what, I am so lucky."
"Boy, you are really practicing! It doesn't matter, can you spot a flower or a beautiful woman?" a voice said.
who!
Su Fandun immediately raised his vigilance to twelve points, and his eyes kept scanning in all directions.
"Stop looking for me, I'm inside the Broken Sword."
"Senior, who is it? I haven't repaid the kindness I gave you last time! Can you please speak out? It's scary."
Roll, roll, roll!
"I will come out naturally if I want to," a voice filled with impatience sounded.
"Boy, listen carefully. My real name is Jiurong, and I have the title of Emperor Duantian. As for where he comes from, don't ask. I won't tell you if you ask."
Su Fan rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Why are you pretending to show off?"
Although Su Fan thought this in his heart, he did not dare to say it in his mouth, and he was still very respectful.
"Senior Ninth, was it the Dragon Suppressing Coffin you asked me to enter just now?" Su Fan asked cautiously.
"How can I be a ghost if I'm not an old man?" Jiurong replied calmly.
"Uh! Okay!"
Su Fan also realized that he had asked an idiot question and looked embarrassed.
"Senior, do you know what this dragon-suppressing coffin is?" Su Fan asked again. Now there were more and more things in his mind, and there were more and more questions.
"Don't call me senior, I intend to accept you as my disciple, what do you think?" Jiurong began to seduce the young man in front of him.
"What, apprenticeship!"
Su Fan had never thought about becoming a disciple, nor had he ever thought about becoming a disciple to someone he had never met before. His expression suddenly changed.
"Why! You don't want to!" Jiurong's voice came again, with a terrifying force of suppression.
"Senior, what will happen if I don't become a disciple?" Su Fan asked tentatively.
hehe!
"If you don't want to become a disciple, I won't make it difficult for you. I can just kill you and find another successor."
Is it necessary to be so cruel? If it was a deception just now, it is an obvious threat now. Feeling bitter in his heart, Su Fan finally compromised and went straight up to start shouting without any shame.
"Disciple Su Fan pays homage to master," Su Fan finally lost his dignity as a man and knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times.
"Master, you can tell me now!" Su Fan stood up and said word by word.
"Okay, great! The mysterious voice suddenly burst out laughing, as if he was going crazy over gain and loss.
"Fan'er! You are right. Not only do I know this coffin, I also know the person who created it."
Ahem!
The mysterious voice realized that he had said too much and hurriedly coughed to cover up his guilty conscience.
"Fan'er, just remember, this coffin is a big treasure! There are many wonderful uses waiting for you to discover. As for the Thousand Body Illusion Emperor Art, it is also a technique he left behind."
"Old boy, you are really smart!" Jiurong said slowly.
"Fan'er, you can practice! You can only go out after you have started practicing," the mysterious voice came again. Su Fan slowly closed his eyes and continued to meditate on this exercise.
Just when Su Fan was trying his best to comprehend, a figure suddenly appeared in the dragon-suppressing coffin. He had gray hair, his eyes were filled with embarrassment, his aura flickered in and out, he had a white beard, and he exuded a terrifying killing force.
breath.
"Old guy, I didn't expect that after we fought for so long, we ended up falling on my disciple. Is this fate or bad fate?" Jiurong said slowly.
Ah sneeze!
At the same time, in a blessed land cave, an old man sneezed continuously, not forgetting to clasp the sole of his foot with one hand.
well!
"It seems that I haven't been to Sister Chun's place for a long time. My energy is a bit too strong. I have to take some time to defeat the fire," the old man said with a wretched smile.
Three days had passed, and Su Fan slowly woke up, with an unspeakable excitement in his eyes.
"Master, I'm ready." Su Fan shouted happily, as if he had just made out with a beautiful woman.
"I saw it, I'm not blind," Jiurong nodded coldly. In fact, he was so excited that he wanted to laugh. He just wanted to maintain his superior demeanor. To put it bluntly, he just wanted to show off.
Ahem!
"Master! That's enough for you," Su Fan said with a black line on his forehead.
"Off topic," Jiurong smiled awkwardly.
"Fan'er! Always remember to broaden your horizons. This side's strength is limited, and useful information is difficult to collect.
"Master, what's going on with the true spirit of this tiger-phoenix beast! It's so arrogant outside, but how come it shrinks into a ball inside."
"When mice see cats, they will definitely become less arrogant," Jiurong said with a faint smile.
"Let me swallow it!" Su Fan rubbed his hands and approached the tiger-phoenix beast's true spirit with a mean smile, preparing to absorb it.
puff!
"You traitor! Just wait," Jiurong couldn't stand it anymore and could only stop him.
"What's wrong, Master!"
"How much do you know about war spirits? Jiurong just ignored Su Fan with a big question."
"War spirit?" Su Fan slowly frowned and then relaxed.
In the Holy Ruins Continent, human beings use the cultivation system of awakening war spirits as a system. Everyone can awaken his own unique war spirit, and has the means to fuse the war spirits to improve combat effectiveness. Special war spirits can even help the master grow quickly. Su Fan
He said everything he knew in his tone, although he didn't know whether it was right or not.