Martial arts fanatic

Chapter 241 Underground Palace (10)

Luo Qianmo, kill! !
Ye Jingxuan, kill! !
A lot of money, kill! !
Tantai Tianyi, kill! !
Killing deduces, life dies.

Ye Bufan was in the middle of an epiphany, brandishing his long spear and unleashing madness, as if he had turned into a killing god, crazily slaughtering everything around him and harvesting lives.

Be it friends or enemies, kill them all.

Time flies, and the years pass by.

It may be a short breath, or it may be a thousand years or ten thousand years.Endless slaughter, endless death, even Ye Bufan didn't know how many people he killed.

Gods come out to kill gods, and Buddhas come out to destroy Buddhas.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a purgatory on earth.

Suddenly, the whole space trembled violently.

Everything suddenly dissipated.

Three meters away, in mid-air, a little boy less than one meter tall came into view and appeared in Ye Bufan's sight.He was wearing a red apron on his upper body, his lower body was empty, his head was bare, and a small braid was tied on the back of his head.

The little boy looked at Ye Bufan with teasing eyes.

Looking at the little boy, Ye Bufan frowned.

He knew or had contact with all the illusions from the previous illusion, whether they were human races or monster races, even wild beasts.

But this little boy?

Ye Bufan can be sure that he has never been in contact with him, let alone know him.

In just a moment, Ye Bufan came back to his senses, looked at the little boy, and sneered: "It's getting more and more interesting, you, you are not my youngest son, are you?"

Hearing this, the little boy was instinctively taken aback.

Then, he widened his eyes and said angrily: "Who is your son? You are my son, and your whole family is my son, son, son, son."

Ye Bufan was taken aback by the boy's reaction.

"no?"

A look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"But it's not important, since you've appeared, let's... kill!!" As soon as the words fell, Ye Bufan stepped forward and directly attacked the little boy with a gun.

Whether you are true or false, whether you are gods or demons, kill them.

Seeing this, the little boy snorted coldly.

"In my world, you want to kill me? It's just a dream." As soon as the words fell, the little boy disappeared out of thin air, and reappeared a few meters away.

Ye Bufan's shot missed.

"your world?"

Looking at the little boy in the distance, he frowned.

The little boy sneered, with a smug look on his face, he said: "This is my world, I rule everything, you can't kill me."

As soon as the words fell, the little boy's body trembled violently.

In an instant, his expression changed drastically.

Shocked, aghast.

Looking at Ye Bufan, the little boy's eyes widened and he trembled: "You, you, you, can you see me??"

"Can I see you?"

Ye Bufan frowned involuntarily.

Time stagnates at this second, and space freezes at this moment.

Two people, looking at each other.

In just a moment, the two said at the same time:
"Are you a tool spirit?"

"You broke the illusion?"

Looking at the little boy, Ye Bufan smiled slightly: "It seems that you are such a half-artifact, that's right, so this young master has broken the illusion?"

While speaking, Ye Bufan retracted the spear in his hand.

However, the little boy shrank his pupils and his body trembled slightly. Seeing Ye Bufan's expression of shock and incredulity, he said, "You, you, you actually broke the illusion of space?"

The little boy looked at Ye Bufan with a shocked expression, and questioned: "No, it's impossible, how could you break the magical illusion?"

"The facts are right in front of you, you can't help but believe it."

As he said that, the smile on Ye Bufan's face instantly faded, and there was even a trace of coldness in his eyes. If Qin Xin hadn't reminded him just now, he might have died in the illusion of the semi-divine weapon, and all of this happened in front of his eyes. How could Ye Bufan be polite to this little brat.

Ye Bufan spoke, but the little boy was taken aback.

"fact?"

His eyes rolled around, and after a while, he pointed at Ye Bufan and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, don't try to lie to me, it's fake, no one can break my illusion of space, I must be too nervous Yes, so I read it wrong."

As he said that, the little boy rubbed his eyes with a pair of small hands, and then looked at Ye Bufan.

"Still?"

Then, he rubbed his eyes again.

"Why are you still there?"

The little boy frowned, shook his head again, and said old-fashionedly: "I must be too tired, so I have hallucinations."

"Well, it must be so."

"It seems that I need to take a good rest. Yes, I will go and take a rest. Anyway, these two bad guys can't escape."

The little boy said to himself, although Ye Bufan was right in front of him, he ignored him.Moreover, he always believed that the Ye Bufan in front of him did not exist, but because he was tired, the hallucination appeared.

In any case, he has absolute confidence in his illusion.

No one can break it.

Without the slightest hesitation, the little boy turned around and walked towards the depths of the hall. He was obviously just a kid, but his hands were behind his back, with an old-fashioned look.

Seeing this, the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth twitched.

too tired?
Hallucinations?
The little boy paused, turned around to look at Ye Bufan, and asked impatiently, "Why are you still here?"

But Ye Bufan snorted coldly: "Illusion? You are wrong, this young master is the one you trapped in the illusion of space, but this young master just broke your illusion."

Hearing this, the little boy was taken aback.

Immediately, he looked at Ye Bufan again, shook his head and said with a smile: "In the Burial Palace and the Associated Illusionary Territory, how can you, a warrior in the Condensation Realm, break the illusion? Not to mention you, even a saint can't do it, so don't you!" Funny."

"saint?"

Ye Bufan frowned, he had never heard of a saint, so naturally he didn't know what a saint was.But these are not important, what is important is that he did break the illusion.

Immediately, Ye Bufan looked at the little boy and shouted in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense, where did you get Qin Yao? Hand it over right away, or... don't blame me for being rude to you."

The cold voice, the endless chill.

There was anger in Ye Bufan's eyes, and even a hint of urgency, because while he was talking to the little boy, he also surveyed the surrounding situation, but he didn't find any trace of Qin Yao, and he was the only one in the whole hall. And the little Qiling boy in front of him.

Hearing this, the little boy was taken aback, and said in horror: "You really broke the illusion of space?"

Ye Bufan sternly shouted: "Hand him over."

"no one."

The little boy smiled.

"no one?"

Ye Bufan frowned.

"That's right, she has nothing to do with you anymore. From now on, she will be my personal maid and must play with me in the funeral palace. As for you..." After a pause, the little boy continued: "Although I I don't know what method you used to break the illusion, but it is useless. In this funeral palace, everything is up to me. Although I can't kill you for the time being, I can trap you to death and starve to death You, hum!!"

maid?

He couldn't help but glanced at the little boy in front of him.

This weapon spirit actually asked Qin Yao to be his maid?
Ye Bufan cursed angrily in his heart, and then narrowed his eyes at the little boy: "Now I will give you two choices."

The little boy couldn't help being taken aback, he pointed to himself, and said in astonishment: "You give me two choices?" Just as the words fell, he sneered again: "Is there a mistake? Now you are in my hands , not that I fall into your hands, if you want to choose, I will give you the choice."

The little boy said, but Ye Bufan didn't pay attention, and said solemnly: "First, bring Qin Yao to this young master, and from now on, you will regard this young master as the master."

"Recognize you as the master?"

The little boy was taken aback for a second, then turned away again, and said with contempt: "Just you, a warrior in the Yuan Condensation Realm, want me to recognize you as the master? Dreaming."

"Don't you want to leave here?" Ye Bufan asked.

The little boy was stunned: "Leave here? Why should I leave here?"

"Advanced artifact."

"What does an advanced artifact do?"

The little boy's words made the corners of Ye Bufan's mouth twitch involuntarily: "Don't you just want to stay in the state of a demigod all the time, and don't want to advance to a demigod? There is a world of difference between a demigod and a god."

"What a difference? What's the difference?"

"Not to mention anything else, the power of a divine weapon alone is not comparable to that of a semi-sacred weapon. Don't you want to become stronger yourself?"

"Crazy, I don't fight, why should I be so fierce?"

Ye Bufan was at a loss for words for a moment.

Qin Xin said before that there is no weapon that does not want to be advanced to become a divine weapon, but... Now that the little boy said that, Ye Bufan felt that it was right.

After all, he is just a demi-artifact without an owner. It is useless to have such a powerful power. Moreover, he has already generated a weapon spirit and has an eternal lifespan. Why bother to take the risk of going through the test of heaven's punishment and advance to an advanced artifact?
Ye Bufan felt infinite pain in his heart.

A semi-artifact advanced artifact must have other benefits.It's a pity that now Qin Xin has fallen into a deep sleep, he doesn't know it at all, so he can't 'persuade' Qi Ling in front of him.

Incentives are not enough, then intimidation.

Immediately, Ye Bufan's heart sank, and he said coldly: "So, are you planning to reject Ben's first choice and choose the second instead?"

"the second?"

The little boy was taken aback, and asked instinctively, "What's the second one?"

"If you don't get it, you'll destroy him."

As Ye Bufan said, there was a murderous intent in his eyes, and his expression was determined: "If you don't want to recognize this young master as the master, then this young master will destroy you."

The little boy directly answered Ye Bufan with three words.

In the next second, he disappeared out of thin air.

Messy and crazy! !

(End of this chapter)