"You, who are you?" The blond old man swallowed hard and stared at Yang Fan without blinking. In his hundreds of thousands of years of life, he had seen many strange people and strange things. But a young guy could ignore the poisonous fire burning in front of him that had tortured him for 30,000 years, which still surprised him. Could it be that this little guy is a close disciple of an old guy? Otherwise, how could he be so strong! The reason why he was so surprised was that the blond old man had a way of observing the age of people. At a glance, he could tell that Yang Fan was a little kid under fifty years old. Otherwise, no matter how much the blond old man talked, he would not have been able to tell Yang Fan before. , to say so many things without any scruples, purely in his opinion, a little kid under fifty years old, no matter how scheming he is, how far he can go, may not be able to understand his own words at all. But now, the blond old man has no such idea, because in his opinion, the Yang Fan in front of him is very terrifying. In terms of scheming and strength, he can definitely be the same as himself, a guy who has lived for tens of thousands of years. level exists. ¡°Who can teach such a guy if he is not the legendary old guy? "You don't have to worry about who I am. Now, do you believe I can save you?" Yang Fan still smiled lightly. With his eyesight and the power of his soul, he can naturally see all the reactions and expressions of the blond old man. After careful speculation, he can know what he is shocked about. "Okay, I believe you." The blond old man nodded in agreement. Then, he said: "However, I have one more request." "You say it." Yang Fan frowned, a little unhappy, but still wanted to hear it. The blond old man was startled. At this moment, Yang Fan, in his mind, had already positioned himself as the disciple of a certain legendary old monster. Naturally, he did not dare to rely on him anymore. But the words have already been spoken, and he is also a person of status. Naturally, he will not be too frightened to speak just because Yang Fan frowns. In that case, it will definitely be a great shame for the blond old man. Therefore, although he was a little frightened, the blond old man still spoke: "I hope that when you rescued me, you also rescued the other three guys. The three of them came in before me and didn't know they were being attacked. How long have we been locked up here? Even I feel frightened when I see the torture they are subjected to. Therefore, the four of us agreed that if anyone can get out, we must leave together. " Yang Fan heard the blond old man's words. The request was this, and he couldn't help but smile: "If they are willing to give me a piece of their soul like you, I will save them." "Really?" The blond old man seemed to be a little overjoyed. Yang Fan was a little wary, but when he thought about his Divine Demonic Pillar, as long as he had a ray of soul, no matter how strong he was, he would not be afraid. He felt relieved and nodded to the blond old man: "Of course, and you can rest assured. "I want your souls just to protect myself. When the time comes, as long as you don't hurt me, I will let you go freely." The blond old man didn't believe it in his heart, but his face was full of gratitude and expectation. Of course. When I think about handing over a trace of the demon soul, and that my life and death may very well be in the hands of others, I can't help but feel a little bitter. "I hope there is a way to get rid of this kid's soul ban. Otherwise, it will be a big loss. After all, although you suffer here every day, at least you will not be enslaved. Compared with slaves, prisoners are better after all. It's better. If he is a lover, there is no way to crack it. Well, that is fate. I, Lao Jin, have accepted it. " Originally, I wanted to say some cruel words to myself, such as fighting to the death, but as soon as I thought about it, it was over. After thirty thousand years, he was finally able to get out. The blond old man couldn't help but sigh and accepted his fate. Just like that, under Yang Fan's gaze, the blond old man slowly gave away a wisp of his own demon soul. Seeing the tiny golden-winged roc in the wisp of demon soul, Yang Fan smiled with satisfaction, because only the natal demon soul can show its original appearance. "This old guy is not playing tricks here." With a slight smile, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and incorporated this ray of demon soul, which was not weaker than his own soul, or even stronger, into the sea of ??consciousness. After integrating into the God and Demon Pillar and sensing it slightly, he knew the exact origin of this blond old man. The origin of this blond old man is indeed extraordinary. He is not just an ordinary Golden-winged Dapeng, but a genius of the Golden-winged Dapoc clan and a member of the royal family.?He has even reached the level of Demon Lord, calling himself Peng Demon King, and is a stunningly powerful man named Jin Shengli. It's a pity that such a shockingly powerful man was plotted by Lin Qingyun 30,000 years ago. He tried to use up a high-grade spiritual treasure to capture him. He originally wanted the Peng Demon King to be his spiritual beast and protect the heaven. From the Sword Sect. But the Golden-winged Dapeng clan is so proud. Even though they have been burned by this poisonous fire for more than 30,000 years, even Jin Shengli, who is known as the least self-respecting and the most unscrupulous among the Jinpeng clan, still refuses to surrender. I would like to be Lin Qingyun¡¯s spiritual beast. ??Even, this shameless guy deceived Lin Qingyun again and again, and then, there was no more, Lin Qingyun never came again. Because, this guy ascended to the fairy world. "Little guy, is it time to rescue me?" Jin Shengli said with some dejection. Yang Fan smiled and nodded, and with a casual move, he took the poisonous fire into his body, and spread it around the flesh and bones of his body, making the poison-indestructible golden body that was already approaching perfection , became a little stronger, and finally poured into the Heavenly Demon Treasure Wheel and merged into the Ten Thousand Poisons Burning Sky Talisman. "With this ball of poisonous fire, my Ten Thousand Poisons Burning Sky Talisman has become a little stronger." Thinking of this, Yang Fan's heart moved, and the Heavenly Demon Treasure Wheel slowly started to rotate, and streams of poisonous soul-burning fires came from his It emanates from the body and the void is shaking. Seeing this scene, Jin Shengli, who was still secretly happy in his heart, was stunned again. So many spirit-burning poisonous fires were dozens of times more than those that had burned him for 30,000 years, and their power was not weak at all, and was even more powerful. "Could he be the disciple of that old monster, Venerable Wandu?" Jin Shengli felt chills all over his body, thinking in his heart, if the guy who is obsessed with love can really lift the soul restriction, he must not hurt this little guy, otherwise, if If you provoke the old monster like Venerable Ten Thousand Poisons, you will be in trouble. But he didn't know that Venerable Wandu had not been in the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years. What's more, what Jin Shengli didn't expect was that whatever he was thinking at the moment would be reflected back to Yang Fan as long as it involved Yang Fan. In his consciousness, he felt it. There is no privacy at all. "Sure enough, you are so obedient because you have a backup plan. Let's see what tricks you guys are playing when the time comes." Yang Fan smiled slightly, calmly, and began to check the restrictions that locked Jin Shengli.