Ultragene Warlord

The eighth generation of fairy King roared excitedly, and the soul made the final resistance: "impossible! You mean, I have tortured the soul for so many years, all acting?"

Zhang Yi laughed: "what? How's my acting? I can win the cosmic Oscar."

Not only give up the body, but also endure several years of soul torture. How is this possible?

Zhang Yi said in a joking tone: "ah, it's a pity that there is no Oscar in the starry sky. You've lost an actor of the movie emperor level."

The eighth generation of fairy king thought he was cruel enough, not only to himself, but also to others. As a result, there was a "werewolf" in his body.

He is not the most cruel one. What is more cruel than him is in his body.

Although Zhang Yi's tone is relaxed and his speech is like a joke, the soul torture of several years is not easy.

From time to time, the eighth generation of fairy King experimented with Zhang Yi's soul. How cruel and cruel the means should be.

Finally, it was carried by Zhang Yi.

The eighth generation of fairy King couldn't believe it: "all my predicted future is false?"

"I can't say it's false, but it's not as true as you think. What you see in the future is what I specially see for you. The future I see at the beginning is indeed correct, but the future behind is what I deliberately guide. You think I see the future by squeezing my soul. In fact, I deliberately see the future for you. Your hands have never held the future."

The eighth generation of fairy King couldn't believe it and said excitedly, "my actions have always been your arrangement?"

He thought he would win everything. How smart did he think he was? In the end, he was just a clown in Zhang Yi's palm?

Zhang Yi, who has always been thought to be only the remnant soul in his body, arranged it clearly.

"Did you push me step by step?"

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "wronged, I just show you the possible future. It's you who really make the decision."

Of course, Zhang Yi didn't say anything.

The future is indeed diverse. Like a tree view, the future has different branches.

Zhang Yi's vision of the future for the eighth generation of immortals is actually intentional guidance.

For example, when I ran into Zhang lie and went to war with Zhang lie, the result was 80%, and the rate of winning over Zhang lie was 20%.

Zhang Yi let the eighth generation of Immortal King see the future of fighting with Zhang lie and finally losing miserably.

This is really just a future, but Zhang Yi and the eighth generation of immortals already know each other. In addition, Zhang Yi has always been with the eighth generation of immortals. Zhang Yi knows even more about the eighth generation of immortals than himself.

As long as the fairy king sees the future of war with Zhang lie and the final defeat, he will not be able to sit still.

He is a proud man. He can't choose to avoid such a future. He can only deal with it positively.

Just make some preparations before.

It's too easy for Zhang Yi, who has been with the eighth generation of fairy king.

"At the beginning, I robbed the body, and finally my wife could only split and take away part of the soul. Even your son happened to bump into my plan. It was all arranged by you, just for today?"

The broken souls of the eighth generation of immortals were swallowed up little by little. In turn, the remnant soul of Zhang Yi continued to grow and disappear. At the beginning, the eighth generation of immortals was doomed to failure.

Zhang Yi said: "how to say, father and son haven't seen each other for many years, and I've been missing for a long time. I'm really sorry that I don't prepare some gifts for my son. I hope he likes this gift."

"Everything is your calculation. You calculated it to this day a few years ago!"

In addition to panic, only panic remained in the heart of the eighth generation of fairy king.

A few years ago, I thought Zhang Yi was calculated, but I didn't expect that Zhang Yi would calculate it from then on.

Thought the plan was successful, in fact, it was only Zhang Yi who made his plan succeed.

Thinking that seizing Zhang Yi's body is actually just a step in Zhang Yi's strategy.

A few years ago, it was under the control of Zhang Yi, who thought that every step of subtlety was Zhang Yi's calculation.

This is very terrible.

For several years, he thought he had won in life. In fact, he had been calculated. Finally, he didn't know when things were exposed.

If you still have the feeling of the body, you must feel a cold from the bottom of your heart and be shocked into a cold sweat.

If Zhang Yi didn't want to erode his soul and shake his mood, even in the end, the eighth generation of fairy king didn't know it.

Zhang Yi said calmly and lightly, "I've long been greedy for the treasures and ancient documents of your fairy hall, as well as the data accumulated over endless years. Since you won't give it to me, I can only use a little trick to get it by myself."

In the eighth generation of the Immortal King, Zhang Yi is also greedy for his ability to predict the future. Zhang Yi is also greedy for his identity in the immortal hall, the data accumulated by the immortal hall from endless years, and the inventory left by ancient forces.

"There is a daughter in my family who suffers from a strange disease. I think there must be records of treatment methods in the ancient immortal hall. Otherwise, I can find the inventory of several drugs I want."

After being confirmed by Wang badai, it was more confirmed by Wang badai.

Zhang Yi is simply a madman.

If in these years, he had a sudden whim to destroy his ghost, he would have no chance to regain his body.

Or in the past few years, he could not bear to reveal anything. If he noticed, the plan would be paid to the East. It was clearly a tightrope plan, but Zhang Yi personally turned the almost impossible plan into reality.

But soon the eighth generation of fairy King understood what Zhang Yi relied on?

Predict the future.

With the ability to see the results in advance, Zhang Yi knows the feasibility of the plan in advance.

The eighth generation of fairy King roared angrily, "where did your father and son come from?"

The son is not as powerful as words. Unlike the younger generation, the father is not only powerful, but also good at calculation and strategy.

It's not Zhang Yi's luck to predict the future. Predicting the future is just an addition and a very useful tool for Zhang Yi. Computing is the real powerful place.

Once predicted the future to a certain extent. The eighth generation of fairy king knows that predicting the future is not omnipotent. If you can't think of such a plan, there will be no such future.

Zhang Yi just used to predict the future and confirm the feasibility of the plan.

The real fear is not Zhang Yi, nor does it predict the future. It is that Zhang Yi has the ability to predict the future. No one can escape his calculation in the starry sky.

After a round of psychological offensive, under the attack of Zhang Yi's remnant soul, the broken soul of the eighth generation of fairy King left only residue.

Zhang Yi would like to make a mockery at last: "to be honest, it's too easy for me to calculate your self righteous mentally retarded. Although the process is a little difficult, the overall calculation is too boring."

The eighth generation of fairy king is like a vicious dog forced to a dead end, barking wildly: "I'll kill you, I'll kill your son, I'll kill your wife, I'll kill your whole family, I'll find your hometown and turn it into scorched earth..."

"Goodbye, little eight!"

Finally, the residue was swallowed up by the ghost of Zhang Yi, who once died.

The legend that once crossed the starry sky comes to an end today!