1461: C1461 Great Roc Banquet

C1461 Great Roc Banquet

Ye Fan posted their photos in the public chat.

The Tree of God immediately replied, Why does this woman look so familiar?

Always Drilling Wind: Hehe, take a closer look.

The Tree of God: She, she, she, she...

Golden Right Hand: Are you f * cking stuck? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, say it quickly.

Tree of God: She is the leader of Black Rose, Lucy. Recently, I have been investigating her. I didn't expect that she would actually go to Jiang City to find you.

Always Drilling Wind: Stop investigating. We have already reconciled!

Golden Right Hand: F * ck! Really? She wanted to kill you so many times. Why would you let her go? Could it be...

Tree of God: Hehehe! I can't bear to kill such a beautiful girl! As long as she does something, I can forgive anything.

Ye Fan shook his head. He knew that everyone was thinking too much.

But he did not explain. This kind of thing could not be explained clearly.

They could only imagine things themselves. The more they explained, the more unclear it became.

Always Drilling Wind: Anyway, don't investigate her!

Tree of God: Don't worry, I won't disturb you. Besides, I wanted to tell you that it really shouldn't be investigated.

Always Drilling Wind: Why?

Tree of God: I heard that the number one assassin on the ranking list, Lun Su, appeared. He disappeared for a year and a half. Everyone thought that he was dead. Who would have thought that he would come out of the martial arts world again? If they continued to investigate, they would inevitably provoke him.

Always Drilling Wind: When did this news come out?

Divine Tree: I just got the news! He received a message on the dark net.

Ye Fan smiled.

It seemed like he had made his decision in time.

Lu Rong probably didn't know about this, otherwise, the other party wouldn't have agreed to his conditions so easily.

Always Drilling Wind: Alright, then this matter is over! Let's meet again when we have time. I'm going to watch a movie.

...

Of course, Ye Fan didn't really want to watch the movie. Instead, his phone came to Demon Realm's WeChat.

Tang Wei: Bro, are you free now? The Great Roc Clan's pageant was about to begin.

Always Drilling Wind: Is that so? Then I have to be there personally. Even if I'm not free, I have to be free.

Tang Wei: I'll ask Second Uncle to send you a video.

Always Drilling Wind: Okay.

He picked up the video.

A change suddenly occurred in front of Ye Fan.

It was still the familiar Roc Clan.

But at this moment, what he saw in his eyes was a hint of festive red.

The Great Roc Banquet was actually equivalent to the New Year of the humans, and it was the day that they took a liking to the most every year.

It was said that it would be held for a total of two days, and all the Great Pengs that were free would return. Moreover, they would invite some demons with good relationships to participate.

"Brother, you've come." Tang Wei was wearing a red robe and he looked like a groom.

"Here you are! Long time no see."

"Haha!"

The two hugged each other, feeling gratified.

"Brother, follow me! I'll take you to a high seat."

"No need, I'll just find a random corner. I'm here to see the world." Ye Fan smiled. He didn't want to be the center of attention in other people's pageant.

"Come on. You have a lot of good friends."

"Really?"

"[Let's go!]"

This was a tall platform, its field of vision excellent, able to observe the grand occasion of the Peng Clan's residence.

Normally, it was not open, only today would it allow others to come up.

"Yo, little brother, you came."

He didn't wait for Ye Fan to sit down.

One. A familiar figure came face to face.

"Haha, brother, so you're here too. Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

That's right, the person in front of him was Black Mountain Old Demon.

"I was also a strong man who was caught suddenly. I was supposed to be cultivating."

"Oh right, elder brother, I have something to ask you."

Ye Fan fiddled with his Black Mountain Ring and Little Black's figure instantly appeared.

"The Black Mountain Ring has been evolving all this time. This time, it might as well give birth to a miniature version of me. I wonder if its existence has any effect on me?"

Black Mountain Old Demon was pleasantly surprised. "Haha, you really didn't disappoint me. You have created the soul of an incarnation so quickly."

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, this is a vengeful spirit. Don't think that it is formed by spells and resentment, but it is just a tiny version of you, and it has great effects."

" Oh?" Ye Fan suddenly became interested.

Black Mountain Old Demon explained, "Cultivators will experience a long period of time. No one can guarantee that their Dao heart will always be stable. If there is a heart demon or evil energy, it will affect one's cultivation speed. If there is a serious problem, it will cause one's cultivation to regress. It might even cause one's cultivation level to fall. Qi Deviation. "

"But it's different for you to have a vengeful spirit clone. Mental demons and evil spirits are the best nutrients for it, allowing it to absorb all of them, ensuring the stability of your cultivation"

"It can also help you fight at critical moments. The only troublesome thing is that it needs you to constantly nourish and take care of it. Occasionally, it will waste some blood essence and spirit energy."

Ye Fan was excited.

He never thought that Little Black would have such a huge effect.

As for the consumption, he felt that it wasn't a problem at all.

Since Little Black had appeared for more than a few months, it only needed a drop of blood essence.

At this rate, it wouldn't be a problem for Ye Fan to provide him with blood essence for the rest of his life.

Black Mountain Old Demon continued, "Do you remember when Hundred-eyed Devil Lord asked you for a fierce sword?"

"I remember. He said he wanted to refine the vengeful spirit."

"That's right. Actually, he wanted to give it to his vengeful spirit clone to eat."

"So that's how it is!"

"Are you guys talking about me?"

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord's voice came from afar.

He had a kind smile on his face. "Old demon, you won't say bad things about me in front of Mr Drilling Wind, will you? If you really say it, I will also expose your secret. "

"Tch! How could I be so bored? I was just telling him about the vengeful spirit's clone."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord nodded. "The vengeful spirit's clone is indeed very useful, but you must remember one thing."

"What?"

Ye Fan asked cautiously.

In fact, he understood it in his heart.

Everything had two sides to it.

Vengeful spirits themselves were things that could easily be ignited. With such great benefits, there was no way there wouldn't be any disadvantages.

"This is something I concluded myself. I reckon even the old devil doesn't know about this."

"What? Impossible. How could I not know about the things I have invented? "

"You really don't know."

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord smiled bitterly.

"Do you remember that the vengeful spirit clone was a magic skill that I requested from you a hundred years ago?"

"I remember."

"Do you know why I only started cultivating recently? "

"You're too lazy."

"Bullshit! Actually, I had already cultivated a clone earlier. However, it had awakened its own consciousness and actually wanted to kill me. In the end, I had to expend a great deal of effort to destroy it."

"Huh?" Black Mountain Old Demon's face was filled with disbelief.

"Really? Why didn't I encounter such a situation?"

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord said angrily, "You are the ancestor of vengeful spirits. What vengeful spirit dares to kill you? Besides, it is under your Yu Meng. Even if it has cultivated for a hundred million years, it will not be a match for you. "

"Drill the wind. Remember, you must inject your consciousness into the vengeful spirit as soon as possible. You must let it grow freely."

Ye Fan nodded heavily and asked, "How do you inject your consciousness into it?"

"Then you will have to rely on your own research! I have a hundred eyes and a hundred legs. I can produce a hundred consciousnesses in the first place. I just need to separate one of them. But you're from the Dragon Clan, and I don't know how you're going to inject it into me. "

" Alright, I understand. "

The three of them were having a heated conversation.

On the other side, the pageant had already begun.

As far as the eye could see, there were tens of thousands of people in their field of vision.

There was originally an empty space in the middle, but at this moment, along with a deafening music, it slowly rose and became a square platform.

Around them was a circle of grandstands, bustling with noise and excitement.

At this moment, a roc bird chirped like a large bell being rung. An invisible aura spread out, and it was precisely the opening of the banquet.

A Peng flew over in midair, roaming the horizon. Within the soaring dragon dome, its wings were enough to blot out the sun and cover the sun. Its might was unyielding, demonstrating the aura of the Peng Clan.

"Truly magnificent."

This was the first time Ye Fan had seen a Peng fly at such a close distance.

He wouldn't be able to feel that kind of pressure unless he experienced it for himself.

It was as if the heavens and earth had dimmed down the moment he came out.

" Aooo!"

A hissing sound was heard once again.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the void of space, causing a sizzling sound to ring out. It was incomparable.

Next.

Wind, fire, and lightning intertwined and reflected each other.

Several great rocs used all of their techniques, domineering to the extreme.

A powerful aura enveloped an area of a thousand miles, and it was oppressive and heavy.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Immediately, thunderous applause rang out from the audience.

Everyone was shocked by the performance in front of them.

The performance was over.

Several huge rocs descended from the sky and took human form.

They were all dressed in black, emitting a murderous aura.

Right at this moment.1

Two figures flew down from the stands.

The leader was Devil King Roc, the chief of the Roc Clan.

He was wearing a long robe, and his imposing manner was imposing, as if he was a god that didn't eat the flames of the mortal world. He was floating in the air with an indifferent expression, and the mentality of returning to his original self had shocked everyone.

The person beside Devil King Roc was Tang Lei, who was known as the strongest combat strength of the Great Peng. His expression was cold, and his killing intent was overflowing. It was as if even the heavens couldn't compare with him.

Devil King Roc looked around and spoke slowly.

"Welcome everyone to the Great Peng Clan's distinguished meeting!"

"Pak pak pak!"

The applause rang out once more.

"It's our luck that all of you are here! I hereby declare the start of the grand gathering! "

" ROAR! "

Cheers resounded, one after another.

Ye Fan was a little surprised. He did not know what they were happy about.

Devil King Roc smiled, "According to the usual practice, martial arts first before writing. Later, we will invite everyone to watch a martial arts banquet from the young people of the Great Peng clan."

"Of course, we naturally won't let everyone come for nothing. At that time, there will be all kinds of magic treasures, spirit medicines, cultivation experience, and merit as prizes. All kinds of activities are hoped for everyone to participate enthusiastically."

"Fight again? Boring"

Ye Fan curled his lips.

Hundred-eyed Devil Lord smiled. "You are a man who knows how to eat when he is full! The Great Peng clan had appeared in history for more than eight thousand years. Every year, they would hold a grand event. There was nothing interesting that could be thought of anymore. "

"If you can't think of it, why do you still want to do it? If you want me to say it, I might as well change it to once every ten years. "

"Eight thousand years of history, even if it's only once every hundred years, it's still useless. More than eighty pageants, you can't think of it, you can't think of it!"

That's true.

How many years had it been since the Spring Festival Gala?

It was said that the viewership ratings were getting worse every year. The times had changed, and the programs were old-fashioned. There was basically no one watching them anymore.

It was estimated that in a few years, it would be completely removed from the stage of history!

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