1092: C1092 I'm Going to Hang You up

C1092 I'm Going to Hang You up

Yang Fann didn't really understand why Xiaojiu insisted on having this Emperor Dragon Qi.

Of course, he didn't know that Chang Baisui had such a background.

Martial family bloodline!

All of a sudden, the way he looked at Chang Baisui changed.

If not for these words coming out of Xiaojiu's mouth, Yang Fann might have even suspected that Xiaojiu was mistaken.

The Vanguard of the War God. It was difficult to travel together to a nation.

His heroic soul could not be dissipated, and his loyalty could not fade!

But … What about Chang Baisui? This character that feared death and lived to the limit. Could it be the bloodline of the Martial God Empire?

Even Yang Fann felt that such a contrast was too unrealistic.

Simply put, Chang Baisui's character, when dressed in a yellow robe, was not necessarily similar to that of a crown prince.

He was too meticulous.

He could not imagine that a person who could possibly interpret the word 'Gou' into a book was someone who had the bloodline of the Martial God Empire.

However, since Xiaojiu had said so, then there was nothing to doubt.

This point was also confirmed by the previous overlords of the Martial God Empire.

"Xiaojiu, since this is his opportunity, let's just forget about it." Yang Fann said.

To be fair.

When Yang Fann found out this was the Martial God Royal Tomb, he didn't want to get anything else. Now that he was related to Chang Baisui, it was Chang Baisui's lucky chance.

Naturally, he didn't want to get involved either.

"You don't know anything!"

But this time, Xiaojiu was exceptionally determined. He directly denied Yang Fann's words and didn't even give Yang Fann a chance to refute.

"Hand this over. In the future, I will protect this kid from the Wu Clan." Xiaojiu continued to look at the light on top of the coffin with a determined attitude.

At this moment, Chang Baisui also relaxed his guard.

His intuition told him that the topic of discussion now had something to do with him.

"Little Fan, tell me honestly, what is this all about? What are those light figures? Why do I feel like they have ill intentions towards me?! " Chang Baisui's words shocked everyone.

Even Yang Fann was speechless.

Chang Baisui was probably the first person who dared to act so brazenly and say what his ancestors were.

"Impudent, unfilial descendant."

"Kneel down. We are all your ancestors."

"Such extravagance and difficulty in accomplishing great deeds. How could there be such an oddity in the descendants of my Wu Clan?"

Instantly, the angry voice of the ancestor of the War God Empire that laid atop the coffin sounded out.

"This, this..." Why was he in such a hurry? Why are you cursing? "

"I tell you, don't go too far. Do you see him? This is my brother, be careful of my brother destroying your entire clan! " Chang Baisui was confused. He hid behind Yang Fann again and said.

Yang Fann: "…"

"Senior Brother, this is the Martial God Imperial Tomb. These … are your ancestors. " Yang Fann sighed.

"Little Fan, are you scolding me? I should be more or less their ancestor. " Chang Baisui didn't believe it at all.

He didn't even know what the Martial God Empire was.

His parents were only regular people, and he had also expended a great deal of effort to enter the Jixia Academy. But now, he suddenly appeared and told him that he had met a group of ancestors who didn't know what kind of existence they were. How could he possibly believe that?

Yang Fann had no choice but to choose between the history of the Martial God Empire and the remaining dragon meridians in the Royal Tomb. The dream he had just now was to tell Chang Baisui about the devouring of the dragon fountain's power.

Chang Baisui's expression instantly turned awkward.

His eyes were wide with fury.

But in that instant, he broke free from Yang Fann and took a step forward, stomping heavily on the ground.

Plop!

"Fellow ancestors, please forgive our unfilial descendants."

"My ancestor, don't you know, my Chang Clan... That's not right, my Wu family is too declining now. No resources, no connections, no cultivation technique … In this world, I am also struggling at death's door. I cower before others and lick my wounds … I'm too difficult. "

Chang Baisui kneeled down and complained.

Yang Fann looked at Chang Baisui's shameless performance and was extremely surprised.

"Bitch!"

All of a sudden, he could only describe Chang Baisui with these two words.

"To think that... Is it really that tragic? "

"I was waiting for you. Child, get up first."

"Don't worry. As long as we don't forget, we will never allow the Wu Clan to continue like this."

… ….

Suddenly, the figures on top of the coffin were moved. They completely forgot about Chang Baisui's disobedient actions from before.

Xiaojiu didn't interrupt at this moment.

"Would you help him if he was in danger?" At this time, a voice from the coffin said to Yang Fann.

Yang Fann's heart was at a loss. He knew that this was the meaning of the person in the depths of the coffin. It was to accept Xiaojiu's suggestion. He quickly said:

"Even if there isn't anything, if there is someone who wants to harm senior brother, I will do so without hesitation. Besides, my master is from the Martial God Empire. The relationship between the War God and I is also very deep. Thus, Senior's words do not need to be asked. Merely seeing that the spear recognizes me as its master is enough to explain everything. " Yang Fann said.

Yang Fann had always been a loyal person, even though he killed mercilessly. Yang Fann had always thought highly of the people around him.

"You're right. If it wasn't so, the spear wouldn't recognize you as its master. Since that's the case, then take this dragon aura away. "

The voice from the depths of the coffin sounded again, but soon after, a dragon-shaped aura spiralled out from within.

As for the coffin, it also began to rot, and was now nothing more than powder.2

After that, from the remaining coffins, a figure of light shot out and instantly fused into the dragon-shaped ball of air.

As the Qi continued to merge into the ball of air, it continued to expand until it turned into a huge dragon that was dozens of feet tall.

Yang Fann's face turned serious as he looked at Xiaojiu.

"Ignore him. Swallow and refine him." Xiaojiu reminded him on the side.

Yang Fann did not dare to hesitate. He held his breath and concentrated, allowing the Qi to flow into his body.

In the blink of an eye, the Yang Fann Divine Palace was in an uproar.

The Five Elements Divine Palace were all flashing with light, as if they were being driven by this aura.

It wasn't just the Five Elements Divine Palace, but also the Demon Palace, Underworld Palace, and Thunderchant Temple!

At this moment, it flashed crazily all year long.

Soon after, the clones that were in charge of them all appeared.

What was even more terrifying was that each of them was emanating their own powers, directly reaching the limits of what they could muster.

"Daolord, this power is useful to us."

"Dao Lord, can we consume it?"

"Dao Lord …"

The Daolord, the Ghost Emperor, and the others all spoke out with looks of anticipation.

Yang Fann was very surprised.

At this moment, he finally understood why Xiaojiu was so determined before. It seemed as though he had underestimated this power. For him to be able to cause the Daolords to lose control like this showed how much he had underestimated it.

"If I let them devour forty percent of it, the rest will have another use." Xiaojiu said.

Yang Fann didn't ask any further.

He was obedient to Xiaojiu's words.

It was as if Xiaojiu was the master.

However, Yang Fann knew clearly in his heart that even though Xiaojiu was arrogant, he was already willing to follow him. It was impossible for him to have any bad intentions towards him.

Thus, he directly divided the power, leaving behind forty percent of it.

"Everyone, please do so." Yang Fann said.

The shrine was just one of his powers. If a Daolord were to devour this kind of power, it was equivalent to him devouring this kind of power. Therefore, Yang Fann naturally wouldn't feel reluctant to part with it.

What made Yang Fann curious was what other plans Xiaojiu had.

However, at this moment, Xiaojiu's figure suddenly disappeared and returned to the chessboard.

"Little Fan, are you ready?" "Aunt, I'm going to open the phone for you!"

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