super unscrupulous student

Zhuo Yifan said: "This is my own business, you just need to hand it over."

"Impossible." The spirit body flatly refused.

"Isn't this the treasure map you drew yourself? How did you draw it without a sample? Don't force me to get angry, and you will be responsible for the consequences. You should know that I really have the ability to destroy this place." Zhuo Yifan threatened Said, the sword energy in Feng Tianling leaked a little again.

"You... are really a robber." The spirit body gritted its teeth, "Okay, I can give you one, but from now on, you and I are mortal enemies, no matter where you are, I will kill you."

Zhuo Yifan shrugged disapprovingly, and said, "Is one too little? At least five."

"Two, this is my limit. If you don't agree, everyone will die." The spirit body wanted to eat Zhuo Yifan directly.

"Okay, deal."

Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand very simply: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

The spirit body thought that he was going to attack him, so he flashed far away with a whoosh in fright: "Stay away from me."

"Cut, it's really boring, don't you really think you are some ancient king?" Zhuo Yifan looked at the posture of the white-robed young man, feeling a little ridiculous.

This young man is full of nobility, no matter his demeanor or appearance, which makes people know that he is extraordinary at a glance.

Obviously, this is because he has awakened a trace of the power of the imprint of the soul.

Subconsciously, he probably really regarded himself as that superior king.

Zhuo Yifan didn't feel much, it didn't matter whether you were a king or a marquis, as long as it fell into his hands, he was an enemy or a prisoner.

Zhuo Yifan knows the value of the devil's heart better than anyone else.

It is very difficult to get one.

The only thing we know so far is the depths of the space-time rift that Mo Shang mentioned, but it is so dangerous that even true immortals dare not take risks easily.

Zhuo Yifan didn't want to take such a big risk for the devil's heart.

Now there are two devil's hearts at his fingertips, Zhuo Yifan feels that he is so lucky.

It may not be of much use for others to get the devil's heart, but Zhuo Yifan got it, but it can create two super masters.

The role of the devil's heart is too great, and Zhuo Yifan has a hunch that the enemy will become stronger and stronger in the future. According to the current cultivation level, it is almost impossible for the people around him to break through the rules and ascend .

With the Devil's Heart, it's different. The potential to reach the top can be raised again, and there are infinite possibilities.

Zhuo Yifan didn't understand. The spirit body was just a soul consciousness. His body, that is, the castle, was so huge and strong, why would he want a devil's heart?

In this castle, there are several places that Zhuo Yifan feels are very dangerous, which is the root cause of Zhuo Yifan's unwillingness to take risks.

What can make Zhuo Yifan afraid now is the rules of time and space.

The profound space-time rule matrix can be said to be the most terrifying killer.

Just like the space-time vortex on the starship, once you get stuck, there is no chance to regret it.

Now that the spirit body is willing to hand over two hearts, it is indeed the best ending for Zhuo Yifan.

Although the spirit body seemed to be under control, Zhuo Yifan absolutely did not believe that he was in control of the overall situation.

The warnings from the Devil's Heart are never false alarms, and there must be something even more astonishing in this castle.

The spirit body is also helpless. When meeting someone like Zhuo Yifan, he is doomed to fail.

Whether it is strategy or strength, they are all crushed by the opponent.

"It's a deal, give me the devil's heart, and I'll leave immediately." Zhuo Yifan patted his chest with a dignified look.

The young man in white robe looked at him angrily and kept grinding his teeth.

This damned human being has indeed gathered all his evil natures in his life, is sinister and cunning, and will do anything to achieve his goals.

He also understood that if Zhuo Yifan was not given the devil's heart, this guy would definitely not give up.

Forget it, at worst, he will be punished by the master at that time, and he should not be too harsh because of his contribution to attracting the human race to die here for many years.

This sudden thought shocked the young man in white robe, and his expression changed drastically.

He covered his head violently and cried out in pain.

"No...impossible, it's not true, I'm free, I'm whole!"

Seeing the young man in white robe who was pretending to be handsome a moment ago turned into a rolling gourd in an instant, Zhuo Yifan was also stunned, sighing secretly that these great abilities are really unreliable.

It is enough to make some failed products, but also to make neural devices.

The young man in white robe kept rolling, as if something was about to rush out of his mind. No one could bear the pain that even his soul was torn apart.

"help me!"

The young man in white robe with exposed veins and sweating profusely looked at Zhuo Yifan and begged.

"How do you want me to help you?" Zhuo Yifan also sensed that something was wrong. There was a strange aura haunting the young man.

"Suppress... suppress... him!"

The young man in white robe hissed.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes swirled again, and the power of his mind enveloped the young man in white robe, and he was shocked immediately.

In the brain of the young man in white robe, at some point, another consciousness popped up, competing with him for control.

Moreover, the spirit body was extremely ferocious, and the white-robed youth was about to fail.

With a move in Zhuo Yifan's heart, the power of his mind instantly turned into the rules of confinement, like a cage of light beams, enveloping the young man in white robe.

The conscious body that was gaining the upper hand was shocked when it saw this, and desperately wanted to escape.

But Zhuo Yifan's power of rules is not weak, how could it be shaken by a small spirit body?

"It turns out that you are the real weapon spirit. You can really surprise people!" Both consciousnesses were trapped in the cage of the magic circle, unable to move.

Zhuo Yifan stretched out his big hand, directly penetrated into the void space, grabbed the spirit of the weapon, and lifted it out just like that.

No matter which spirit body it was, it was frightened and stupid by his hand.

You know, they are all spirit bodies, which can be regarded as invisible things. Zhuo Yifan was able to capture the conscious body in the consciousness space of the spirit body, which was simply beyond their imagination.

Even for the former Yuanzu, only some great powers can do it.

"Insignificant human, if you dare to disturb my fusion, you are provoking the dignity of the Mighty King. No matter who you are or how powerful you are behind you, you will not escape God's punishment."

It seems that the real spirit has just woken up from a long sleep.

He never expected that during his deep sleep, another self would be born again in this castle.

Originally, as long as he swallowed this consciousness, he could get all the memories.

It's like the fusion of the avatar and the main body.

But this process was interrupted by Zhuo Yifan.

What's even more weird is that the avatar refused to merge, which made Qi Ling very angry, and pushed all the faults on Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the young man in white robe dumbfounded. The latter looked innocent and depressed.