Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 475
"Stinky boy, how dare you plot against me, go to hell with me." As soon as the coffin door opened, Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion's furious voice sounded directly.

As a demon god, it originally wanted to join forces with Tang Yuan to cheat some money, but it never expected to be plotted against by this kid, not to mention being beaten up, and locked in this "horrible" place for several months. Already hated it to the extreme.

It's a pity that as a prisoner, it can't even see Ye Bufan, let alone take revenge.

Originally planned to wait to die in this coffin, but he didn't want the coffin to suddenly open, and Ye Bufan was right in front of him, how could he hold back and talk nonsense.

In an instant, he went into a rage, furious.

Kill it! !

The Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion was very fast, and it came to Ye Bufan in an instant. In its rage, it didn't notice the flying dragon beside Ye Bufan at all, or it didn't care at all.It is a demon god, who is it afraid of.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly as he watched the Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion approaching in a rage.

At this time, beside Ye Bufan, the flying dragon suddenly roared angrily, and its terrifying aura instantly locked onto the Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion.

Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion's body trembled violently, and a chill came over, as if freezing its body instantly, imprisoning it in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Demon, demon, demon saint..."

A trembling voice sounded, and the body of Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion couldn't stop trembling.

Feilong looked at Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion with puzzled eyes, and then looked at Ye Bu again.

He never expected that Ye Bufan's burial palace actually imprisoned a demon god.

As if he understood the curiosity in Feilong's eyes, Ye Bufan told him about the deception that Huangji Chihunshi and Tang Yuan teamed up to cheat.

After hearing this, Feilong glanced at Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

The demon gods of the monster race and the gods of the human race joined forces to defraud?
That's enough.

"What you're talking about is killing him?" Immediately, Fei Long glanced at Ye Bufan.

Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion trembled.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, and said: "This is a demon god, what a pity to kill him."

Feilong frowned: "Then what do you want to do?"

"Sensitize it."

"Sense... melt it?"

Not only Feilong, but Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion's heart is also extremely messy. Is this kid sick?

Ye Bufan didn't explain.

If there is no soul control technique, then Ye Bufan, the emperor's scarlet soul lion, naturally has nothing to do with it, either continue to shut it down, or kill it directly.But it's completely different if you have the soul control technique. Naturally, you use it to control the soul and use it for yourself.

From the moment Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion was imprisoned, its fate was already doomed.

But it is a demon god anyway, Ye Bufan had no way to deal with it before, but now it is different with the flying dragon, it is not a piece of cake for a demon saint to suppress a demon god.

In fact, Ye Bufan had already forgotten about the Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion before, if it wasn't for the Nether Blood Phoenix sending the demon god to sit in the Seven Kills garrison just now, he really wouldn't have remembered it.

"Uncle Long, please suppress it." Immediately, Ye Bufan looked at Feilong and said.

Feilong couldn't help asking.

"You will know in a while?"

Ye Bufan smiled mysteriously.

Feilong didn't ask any more questions.

To suppress a monster, for a monster saint like it with the blood of the dragon, it doesn't need to take action, just the breath and the blood are enough to suppress it.

Ye Bufan didn't hesitate any longer, and directly squatted down to control the soul of Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion.

The beautiful name is: probation.

With the suppression of the demon sage Feilong, Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion didn't dare to resist at all. Ye Bufan easily used the secret method to control its soul, even easier than the Nether Dragon in the state of soul control and serious injury.

This is a demon god.

Just thinking about Ye Bufan made him feel excited.

At the beginning, the time limit he agreed with Tang Yuan was one year, and after one year, Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion and Tang Yuan were let go.Now that Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion is controlled by himself, it is impossible to leave.

If the Huangji Red Army Lion does not leave, can Tang Yuan leave?

These two proper demon gods, the strength of the Qisha garrison is definitely the best on the battlefield now, not one of them.

Although still under the suppression of the flying dragon, after controlling the soul, the Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion still uttered its own voice.

"Uncle Long, put away your coercion." Ye Bufan said.

Flying Dragon was stunned, hesitated slightly, but put away his coercion and released the Huangji Red Soul Lion.With him around, Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion had no chance to make a move.

However, the result was completely beyond his expectation. Not only did Huangji Scarlet Soul Lion not make a move, but he even came to Ye Bufan's side like a dog, shaking his head and shaking his head.

The flying dragon was instantly confused.

You are a demon god, not a dog.

Immediately, he looked at Ye Bufan and said in amazement, "How did you do that?"

"Sensitize him."

The corner of Feilong's mouth twitched, messy, I will influence your uncle.

Ye Bufan put away his smile and said sternly: "Actually, I have a secret technique called soul control. Anyone who is controlled by me, no matter who they are, no matter how strong they are, will be absolutely loyal to me and will never betray. "

"Soul control technique?"

Feilong's heart trembled fiercely, and he said again in a deep voice: "You can't use this secret technique on Huo'er."

Directly control the soul?

For the flying dragon, this secret technique is simply terrifying.

Not only him, I believe this is true for anyone.After all, with this secret technique, once defeated, even the strong in the holy realm cannot escape the fate of submitting.

"Well, well, this young master has never thought of controlling Huo'er's soul." Ye Bufan gave Feilong a reassuring look. The number of places is limited, so this young master will not control the soul. A little sparrow that only knows how to eat is still a Money-losing goods.

Feilong breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he looked at Ye Bufan with a strange look in his eyes.

First it was a semi-divine weapon, and then there was such a terrifying secret technique, Feilong didn't even know what to say.

This nephew, really, really...

"Uncle Long, there is one more thing that my nephew needs your help with." Before Fei Long could think about it, Ye Bufan spoke again.

Feilong came back to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"There is a bronze coffin inside." Ye Bufan pointed to the interior of the coffin.

"Bronze coffin?"

Ye Bufan responded, "When I got the Tianbu Palace, the bronze coffin was already inside. Unfortunately, I can't get close at all, not even the spirit of the Tianbu Palace."

"So, so far, I still don't know what's inside the bronze coffin."

"Uncle Long is a strong man in the holy realm. I want to ask Uncle Long to try and see if he can find out."

Hearing this, Feilong's heart sank suddenly, and his expression was horrified: "Can't even the spirit of the weapon get close?"

Qi Ling controls everything. In a semi-divine artifact, there is something that Qi Ling cannot detect?
"Let me try."

As Fei Long said, he walked directly into the coffin chamber, followed by Ye Bufan.

Looking at it, the bronze coffin is still placed in the deepest part of the coffin chamber, which seems very close, but far away.

The flying dragon dodged and approached 30 meters away from the bronze coffin. Immediately, an inexplicable sense of oppression struck him, forcing him to slow down and walk forward step by step.

Ye Bufan's expression was dignified. He originally thought that with the strength of the flying dragon, he could easily get close to the bronze coffin, but he didn't want to...

Immediately, Ye Bufan reminded: "Uncle Long, if you can't do it, don't force it."

Feilong didn't respond, and continued to move forward. Although the speed was very slow, the distance between him and the bronze coffin was constantly approaching.

26 meters, 23 meters, 21 meters...

When Feilong was only 20 meters away from the bronze coffin, a trace of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and Feilong only felt a mountain pressing down on him.

Struggling!

But he still kept going.

18 meters, 17 meters...

At 15 meters, Feilong's legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Uncle Long, give up."

Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan couldn't help shouting.

Obviously, with the strength of Feilong Sacred Realm, it is still impossible to get close to this bronze coffin.

Ye Bufan was shocked, even more horrified.

Feilong ignored it.

13 meters, the limit.

Suddenly, the whole coffin trembled violently, and in Ye Bufan's sight, "Pfft!" Flying Dragon spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then his body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string.

With a loud noise, Feilong's body hit the wall far away from the bronze coffin heavily.

Then, he spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Long!"

Ye Bufan came back to his senses, let out an exclamation, and threw himself at the flying dragon.

The body of the flying dragon slid off the wall and fell to the ground.

His body trembled and his face turned pale.

He stared straight at the bronze coffin in the distance with horrified eyes, and said in horror: "There is someone in the coffin, alive."

(End of this chapter)