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1583 - Dream Demon
Who said Ye Fan wasn't injured?
It's just that he is now the body of the soul, and it won't show if he is injured.

But still very weak.

But even so, it's not okay to say that I hide behind women.

Ye Fan's forward steps suddenly stopped, his face was slightly pale, but there was a faint majesty in his dark pupils.

"I hid, so what? You can hide if you have the ability. Seeing how you look like a dog, no girl will let you hide."

As he said that, Ye Fan, who was not very strong, actually exuded a monstrous aura.

Lu Henhan's tone was obviously stagnant.

And the anger in my heart grew stronger.

Why are you talking to me nicely, and you are attacking me with a personality?

This is too much.

After a while, Lu Henhan sneered and said: "Hmph, I hope that the swordsmanship competition will be held at that time, and I hope that your body will be as tough as your mouth!"

"At that time, I will definitely be tougher than now. You can count on your luck."

Lu Henhan ignored Ye Fan, turned around and left.

Looking at the backs of Lu Henhan and the others away, Ying'er showed embarrassment and said worriedly: "Zuanfeng, do you really want to fight him?"

"Why not."

"But his realm is higher, even if he learns the Thirteen Swords of Death at the same time as you, the power he can exert will be stronger."

"Hehe, you really underestimate me."

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

This smile made Yinger's breathing stagnant.

How handsome.

Is this a confident man?
Really extraordinary.

"But……"

"Don't say any more, you always have to face it, don't you? Let's go!!"

Looking at Yinger's worried face, Ye Fan smiled lightly.

Lu Henhan, if there is anything wrong with Zhuanfeng, I promise to remove you from Yuechen's subordinates!I, Yinger, will do what I say!
Sharp eyes flashed from her eyes, Yinger thought.

But Ye Fan staggered a little when he walked, it was obvious that this ray of spirit power was about to be unable to support him.

He frowned, it was the first time he was injured in the demon world.

If it cannot be replenished with strength, it will probably dissipate automatically.

At that time, the soul power of the main body will definitely be damaged.

No, it must be resolved immediately.

Immediately, Ye Fan silently contacted the Bull Demon King.

"Boss Niu, I'm injured and need more support."

But waited for a long time.

There was no sound from the other side.

Can't it be passed on?Or is the bull devil busy?
My temperament can wait, but my body can't wait.

really.

Not a few steps away.

Ye Fan's whole body began to become sluggish, and finally, he lay directly on the ground.

Before he fell into a coma, he had been hearing Ying Er calling him from the side, but no matter what, he couldn't wake him up.

……

"Yuechen, Lu Henhan really went too far. He even injured Zong Zhuanfeng before the appointment." Yinger complained in front of Yuechen with an angry expression on her face.

Yuechen didn't feel anything, and said lightly: "It's okay, it's just that his spirit has been hurt, and there is nothing wrong with his body."

"What do you mean?"

Apparently Yinger didn't know that Ye Fan came to the demon world through the illusion video.

Of course, this is also a way for the Bull Demon King to protect Ye Fan.

Now that he has activated the body of chaos, it is safest only in the human world.

If the real body came to the demon world, Yuechen would be the first to kill Ye Fan without the need for others to eat him.

Yuechen obviously didn't want to explain too much, and said a little impatiently: "Forget it, let him come to my living grave (three beeps) to rest."

As she spoke, she waved her jade hand, and the stone platform under her seat was immediately lifted.

It was pitch black inside, and there were no bones as Yinger mentioned.

In fact, mound means tomb.

Yuechen put the disciples he killed in here, which meant to bury him.

Moreover, the living tomb can also conceive and nourish its soul, which is a very good magic weapon.

It's just that Yuechen is cold-blooded, and usually eats the soul that has been conceived to provide nourishment for herself.

"Mmm Good."

Yinger was pleasantly surprised.

Never expected that Yuechen would rescue him.

Thought she would stand by and watch.

……

The long ringing of the bell woke up the sleeping Ye Fan. He rubbed his dry eyes, and the surrounding environment gradually gathered in his vision.

He frowned.

I go.

What the hell is this place?

Why is there no light at all?
Ye Fan quickly looked around and found that it was a special space.

The energy that nourishes the soul will be generated around, let alone, it is quite comfortable.

Don't think about it.

It must be Yinger who helped.

Ugh.

He just gave her a jade pendant, and let her do so many things for him.

Nie Yuan ah.

Ye Fan hastily checked his soul, and it has basically recovered to its peak state, and he can walk freely in the demon world.

But with this kind of environment, he will naturally not give up wasting in vain.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged in it, sucking continuously, and the traces of emerald green energy, like silk threads, slowly invaded the inside of his body, adding bricks and tiles to Ye Fan's soul power.

While sucking energy, Ye Fan can also feel a strong pain.

After all, the capacity of his spirit is very limited. If he wants to break through, he has to be like a balloon, growing bigger and bigger until it reaches the limit it can bear.

Time flies, three days later.

Ye Fan's soul has expanded by more than three times, even reaching one-tenth of the body.

In this way and then combined with the main body, his soul power has made great progress.

It's just that the delay for such a long time made Ye Fan a little upset.

He also thought about learning the art of illusion within ten days.

Looks like it can't be done.

And right now.

"Hey, boy, it seems that you are in great distress!"

An old strange laughter resounded in Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

With a slightly startled expression, Ye Fan looked around with sharp eyes, but found no one.

"Boy, the old man has observed you for many days, why do you practice so hard?" A white phantom gradually solidified in front of Ye Fan, and the image of an old man with a tall figure appeared in Ye Fan's vision.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan suppressed the fear in his heart and asked calmly.

This is an unknown place.

Any creature is extremely strange to him.

If he meets a strong one, his spirit will be cultivated in vain.

"Who am I? I am the peerless great demon Meng Yao." The old man who called himself Meng Yao proudly introduced.

Big demon?

Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously.

I don't believe it at all.

A big demon society doesn't even have a body?

It was probably a bastard who came out of nowhere, and ran over to pretend to be a fork with me.

"Have not heard!"

Ye Fan glanced at him up and down, and said something contemptuous.

Uh……

Meng Yao was taken aback.

He obviously didn't expect Ye Fan to be a country bumpkin, and he had never even heard of the great Dream Demon.

He pretended to straighten his clothes, and said solemnly: "Since you can appear in the living tomb of the phantom demon, you must have heard of me, after all, only I can fight against it."

"Oh? Are you the enemy of Huan Yao Yuechen?" Ye Fan became interested.

"Hey, it's not an enemy, it's just a competitor!"

Meng Yao fell into memory: "Yuechen was born in the phantom formation, and I was born in the dream of the person who set up the phantom formation. They belong to the same root and lineage."

"The spells and skills we have mastered are similar, and they belong to innate supernatural powers. Alas, I was too soft-hearted at the time and was attacked by an illusion, otherwise I would not have been imprisoned in the Living Tomb for thousands of years."

"Then you are really a piece of trash!"

Ye Fan complained: "I can't even beat a pretty girl."

"Beautiful girl?"

Meng Yao was in a daze again.

"She's obviously an old woman."

"Impossible. She has a charming appearance. She is only eighteen or nineteen years old. She can be said to be ashamed of herself."

"Oh, then you were deceived by her, you must have fallen into her illusion."

"is it?"

Ye Fan shrugged.

This is not important to him at all.

As long as she can learn the art of illusion, it doesn't matter whether she is an old woman or a beautiful woman.

"Of course, in this way, I will teach you a spell, so that you can see through her illusion."

Ok?
Ye Fan is not a fool.

He didn't believe that pies would fall from the sky.

"Hehe, you must ask me for something, right?"

Meng Yao quickly shook her head: "Hehe, you are a young man, how can I ask you for help? I'm here to help you."

"Help me?" Ye Fan frowned, puzzled.

"As long as you allow me to lodge and become my host, I can take you to see through the illusion and leave the Living Tomb. How about that? By the way, the soul power you have absorbed these days is all given to you by me. As a human being, you must learn to be grateful, otherwise you will not be able to recover so quickly." Meng Yao stood with her hands behind her back and smiled slightly.

Ye Fan was stunned.

In fact, restoring soul power is a very slow process.

He was well aware of this.

Originally thought it was the work of the Living Tomb, but unexpectedly it was Meng Yao who helped him.

But Ye Fan didn't want a strange soul to stay in his body.

Isn't the ancient golden dragon he met back then an example?

After successfully boarding, he wanted to devour his soul and occupy his body.

It is estimated that Meng Yao's thinking is not much different from it.

See Ye Fan has been hesitating.

Meng Yao quickly said: "Why did you come to find Huan Yao? To break the phantom array?"

"Learn the art of illusion? Or what? I can satisfy you."

"You also know the illusion technique?"

Seeing him taking the bait, Meng Yao said immediately.

"Do you want to create an illusory scene, or hide your own breath? I can do both, but my technique is called the Great Dream Sleeping Technique."

Ye Fan squinted his eyes and thought for a while.

Well, since that's the case, I'll let you board first.

Anyway, my body is just a ray of spirit.

At worst, let it break.

When the time comes, he will learn the Great Sleeping Technique, which can also solve the troubles of the Chaos Body.

"Now you teach me."

A little expectation appeared in Ye Fan's eyes.

At this moment, a ripple appeared in the indifferent state of mind.

"Oh? Why are you so eager? You have to know that learning spells cannot be done overnight."

After many days of observation, how could Meng Yao not know that Ye Fan is a tough and indifferent person, but at this time he is so urgent, there must be something hidden.

Ye Fan didn't want to explain, after all, the body of chaos was a big secret to him.

A look of impatience flashed across his face: "Can you teach? If you don't teach, you will be pulled down. Don't moan, like I'm begging you."

Is not it?
The corner of Meng Yao's mouth twitched twice.

Is begging so tyrannical these days?

But if he wanted to use Ye Fan to escape from the grave, he had to be honest.

In the next second, Meng Yao smiled brightly on his wrinkled face.

"Hey hey, don't be angry! If you have something to say, you want to learn it now?"

"Okay, then I will express my sincerity and teach you now."

As he said that, a pale green ball of light flew out of Meng Yao's palm and directly sank into Ye Fan's eyebrows.

Ye Fan opened it and glanced at it, then frowned immediately.

"Your great dream sleep technique is incomplete. There are only basic cultivation methods, and there is no way to hide your breath at all."

Meng Yao said indifferently: "You have to let me keep a hand, what if you go back on your word?"

"Damn, you're such a jerk!"

Ye Fan was quite helpless.

"Since this is the case, then I can only use strength."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Kill you, and then swallow your soul, you can naturally obtain any spell."

"Hahaha!"

Meng Yao laughed loudly.

"You're so young, you actually utter wild words. Young man, I'm cooperating with you to save you face. You don't want to toast or eat fine wine."

Ye Fan sneered.

The Dream Demon may have been very strong in the past, but now, he has been imprisoned in the Living Tomb for thousands of years.

Most of his strength has been worn out long ago, and he can only be regarded as a paper tiger.

"My strength is naturally not your opponent, but I have a unique skill against you."

"What unique skill? Let me see it, haha, it's really not good, I can let you do two tricks!" Meng Yao's tone was very arrogant.

"Don't let it go, and I advise you, you should make the first move, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

"You fart!"

The voice just fell.

A purple light appeared in the dark space.

"What is that?" Meng Yao didn't know why.

"Hey, this thing is called the Soul Locking Tower!"

"What? It is rumored that the spirit treasure can suppress all spirits in the world? Isn't that the treasure of the Bull Demon King? Why is it in your hands?"

There was a hint of fear in Meng Yao's tone.

He wanted to escape, but the space of the Living Tomb was so big that he couldn't get rid of the suppressing power of the Soul Locking Tower.

"Shh!"

With a clear wind.

Meng Yao was directly captured into the Soul Locking Tower, and it was still the eighth floor that could cause the soul to suffer endlessly.

"Tell me the Great Sleeping Dream Technique, or I will refine you right away." Ye Fan threatened.

But Meng Yao complained endlessly, and would not die if he did not try to die.

He has nothing to do with Ye Fan.

He smiled wryly and shook his head: "Yes, I'm sorry, but I lied to you. The Great Sleeping Dream Technique can't hide the breath at all. It's just a technique that can enter dreams."

"Dream?"

"That's right, whether it's humans, monsters or gods, they may dream when they sleep, and once they dream, they can enter it through magic skills."

"Not only can it manipulate its dreams, but it can also do things that it can't do normally, and it won't cause the other party to notice." Meng Yao explained silently.

(End of this chapter)