"Little guy, it seems that Tian Chanzi's bald donkey is determined to treat you as cannon fodder."

Jiao Wushuang's soul phantom looked down at Yang Fan, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"Why, aren't you going to retreat until now? If you don't escape, I will really want to completely keep your divine thought!"

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, not caring about it.

I like to joke, but this is his sea of ​​consciousness. If the sea of ​​consciousness does not collapse, who can hold on to him?

"No need to make any more temptations. I told you just now that this is my Yang Fan, someone's sea of ​​consciousness, and there is no Master Tianchan at all."

After the charm was successful, Yang Fan had no need to be as cautious as before. With a thought, he directly controlled the sea water under his feet to burst out of thin air, which was about a hundred meters high, and steadily lifted his body up.

Yang Fan stood on the ridge of the waves and looked down at Jiao Wushuang: "Now, are you trusting?"

Jiao Wushuang's expression changed slightly.

After yelling for a long time, Tian Chanzi did not respond. Moreover, its divine thoughts explored the entire sea of ​​consciousness, and did not find any traces of Tian Chanzi or other half-emperors. Jiao Wushuang's heart was already filled with doubts.

Now, seeing that Yang Fan could directly control the sea water in this sea of ​​consciousness, he became more and more sure of his guess.

Perhaps, this vast space of consciousness that even the emperor may be jealous of is really the young human race in front of him!

After all, the sea water in the sea of ​​consciousness is extraordinary. In principle, only the master of the sea of ​​consciousness can control it as expected. The stronger the mental power, the more sea water it can control, and the more powerful it can exert.

Although they, like the outsiders, can also use their powerful spiritual strength to stir up the storm and cause waves on the sea surface, there is no way that they can control the water of the sea of ​​consciousness as if they are now like Yang Fan.

"It's really a young man who has been a hero since ancient times. I didn't expect that there would be a young genius like you who is so stubborn!

"No wonder my nephew thinks that you will inevitably become a big trouble for my demon clan in the future. I beg me to kill you with one blow!"

Jiao Wushuang sighed softly.

For some reason, after confirming that this was indeed Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, the half-emperor of the demon clan breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and the vigilance and alertness on his body suddenly dissipated by 90%.

"The two tribes of the humans and demons have long been incompatible. Logically speaking, knowing that you actually have such a talent that is against the will of heaven, it is even expected to become the emperor. I will kill you no matter what, to eliminate future troubles."

"But for some reason, I have no murderous intention in my heart now, but I still feel a little close to you."

"This may be what your human race often says, 'When a person is about to die, his words are good'? I didn't expect that I, Jiao Wushuang, had been killing countless human races throughout my life. I thought I had already had a heart like iron stone, but when I was about to die, a trace of good thoughts arose in my heart..."

At the end of the conversation, Jiao Wushuang suddenly laughed at himself and looked up at Yang Fan.

"Tell me, you have so boldly put my emperor into the sea of ​​consciousness. What do you want? Do you still want to refine my emperor into the soul refining pill?"

Jiao Wushuang knew the identity of Yang Fan’s soul refiner, but it did not think that Yang Fan had the ability to refine his soul.

"I advise you not to overestimate yourself. Let me go out immediately while I still have a trace of goodness towards you. Otherwise, I will be afraid that in the end, I will still be unable to help but want to swallow your spiritual consciousness and occupy your body."

"Don't doubt my emperor's ability and determination. Whether it is human or demon race, sometimes, in order to survive, any dirty and cruel thing can be done!"

Jiao Wushuang's tone became a little gloomy, and what he said seemed to be threatening Yang Fan or convincing himself.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly without hesitation and said in a low voice: "If you can refine it, you will have to try it out before you know."

"But before refining you, I want to ask some questions first. If you can answer as first, I may be able to make you die later, otherwise..."

Unconsciously, Yang Fan's voice began to become low and hoarse, like a whisper in his dreams, making people unconsciously want to indulge in it.

"You have used the magical tongue and reincarnation of the Demon King (incomplete) Jiao Wushuang. After successfully bewitching it, Jiao Wushuang believes in what you say. Your social ability has been greatly improved, your mouth flexibility has been greatly enhanced, and your tongue and reincarnation has been greatly enhanced. The magical tongue and reincarnation +100."

Hearing this system prompt, Yang Fan's mouth couldn't help but curl.

It's done.

I didn't expect that the clever tongue is so easy to use, it is perfect for the charming skills.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Yang Fan to hypnotize and instigate them in the face of such a half-emperor soul.

But now, with the cooperation of charm skills, he has the ultimate friendly favorability and the intriguing attributes of his clever tongue, he has easily gained the trust of the hostile half-emperor of Jiao Wushuang.

Very good, very powerful.

Mom will no longer have to worry that I will not fool people.

"If you want to know, just ask." Jiao Wushuang looked a little dazed and asked Yang Fan softly: "I will not hide what I can say, and I will not reveal even if I can't say it."

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't expect that even if he was bewitched, Jiao Wushuang could still retain some bottom line and did not completely let go of his vigilance.

It seems that the attribute value of the clever attribute is not enough. You should brush it more if you have the chance in the future.

"You just said that it was your nephew who sent you to kill me. I want to know, which nephew is your nephew?"

Yang Fan spoke softly and asked a question that was not painful or itchy.

Jiao Wushuang said without hesitation: "This is not a secret. I am the sister of the Earth Dragon God Emperor and the dear aunt of the Silver Dragon God Son. Please come and settle your demon, the second nephew of the Silver Dragon God Son."

"Second nephew?" Yang Fan followed the clues and continued to ask: "So, you have more than one nephew? Can you tell me how many of them are there? Who are they?"

"Golden dragon, silver dragon, sky dragon, earth dragon, flower dragon, phoenix dragon..." Jiao Wushuang replied directly: "Four fourteen males and six females, all of them are like emperors, but the silver dragon has the best qualifications and is most loved by the demon emperor's elder brother, so he made him the son of god."

Twenty brothers and sisters.

This Earth Dragon God Emperor is so capable of being born!

Yang Fan complained in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He continued to chat with Jiao Wushuang and asked, "Where is your generation, brothers and sisters, how powerful are they? Are they all half-emperor realm like you?"

Jiao Wushuang said: "In our generation, because of its spiritual power, the demons are not strong, and there are only four brothers and sisters."

"In addition to my brother, Earth Dragon Demon Emperor, I have two younger brothers. I have mediocre qualifications and no hope at the emperor level. Now I only have a half-step demon emperor's real combat power, and my true combat power is even worse than that of the nephew of Silver Dragon!"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "So, you are the only half emperor in the Demon Saint Ridge?"

A trace of struggle flashed on Jiao Wushuang's face, and he shook his head gently and said, "This is the secret of my Earth Jiao clan. I am sorry that I have no choice but to tell you."

"But I can tell you that there is definitely more than one half emperor in the Demon Saint Ridge. If you human race want to take the opportunity to attack, I advise you not to have a delusion."

Yang Fan nodded slightly.

It seems that as long as the problem involves the safety of the Demon Saint Ridge or the Earth Jiao clan, the defense mechanism in Jiao Wushuang's heart will be automatically activated.

"Okay, this question will be revealed for the time being." Yang Fan continued, "Since you are inconvenient to reveal the number of half emperors in the Demon Saint Ridge, how many half emperors in the other demon tribe holy places can you tell me?"

"no!"

Jiao Wushuang refused again, and his emotions were even more excited than before.

Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. It seemed that it was a bit difficult to find out the reality of the five holy places of the demon clan from the mouth of this earth dragon.

Unexpectedly, these witches have a strong sense of defense.

"What about this?" Yang Fan flipped his hands and took out the breath-retention divine stone that the Spore clone had touched from Jiao Wushuang's body before: "You should be familiar with this thing, do you know where to find the second piece?"

Jiao Wushuang was stunned: "Divine breathing divine stone? Why do you have one?"

"I always thought that this kind of god-level item is the only one in the world, but I didn't expect you to have one. Unfortunately, my god stone was accidentally lost in the previous battle, otherwise I could give it to you to make a pair."

Yang Fan shook his head again, even the master Jiao Wushuang regarded it as the only one in the world. It seems that this divine stone should be really only one.

"What about this?" Yang Fan was not afraid of being discovered by Jiao Wushuang. He turned his hand and took out the Wannian Snake Fruit. "This imperial-level spiritual fruit should not be the only one in the world. Tell me, where did you find it?"

"The Wannian Snake Fruit! This is the Wannian Snake Fruit of my Emperor!"

Jiao Wushuang's eyes suddenly turned red, and the hostility in his eyes rose. He looked up at Yang Fan with anger and asked sternly: "It's you? You stole the emperor's imperial-level spiritual fruit and the breath-retention divine stone?"

"Damn it, this emperor-level spiritual fruit is the last trump card used by me for the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. If you hadn't stole it, I would have..."

The resentment is very deep.

Yang Fan sighed softly. Once this emperor-level spirit fruit was taken out, even the charming skill could not suppress the resentment in the heart of the earth dragon.

It seems that the theft incident that occurred in the Banhuang Space Battlefield before had a great blow to Jiao Wushuang. He was already dead and could still have such great resentment.

Yang Fan quickly made up a few charming skills towards Jiao Wushuang, and returned to the peak of his sudden decline.

Then, seeing that Jiao Wushuang's eyes were still resentful and the fierce aura was still there, Yang Fan knew that if he continued to ask, he would not have any results.
Chapter completed!