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Chapter five hundred and fifteen the demon

"Who are you?"

He frowned slightly. Although he had known the whole story, Ye Fan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the situation in front of him.

The person who should have become the leader of the Nine Netherworld Netherworld Netherworld Ming Python clan actually became like this. It's really...

"Hu, Hu—"

The figure, like a skeleton, seemed to have consumed a lot of energy after the previous struggle, and even breathed rapidly at this moment.

Ye Fan could feel that in the four huge chains, extremely cold energy was constantly transmitted, consuming the Dou Qi in the former's body, making him always in an extremely weak state, but at the same time he would not lose his life. He could only survive in this permanent consumption.

"It's really cruel..."

By the heart, torture others with such means is almost a demonic way. Even after capturing the Emperor Fuxi on that day, Ye Fan just refined him.

"I am the leader of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the Demonic Dawn."

Facing Ye Fan's inquiry, the skeleton-like figure gasped for a moment and finally spoke. His voice was extremely hoarse, like sand and stone smearing over the glass, which seemed particularly harsh.

"Save me, as long as you rescue me from here, I will promise you whatever you want!" Yao Ming said.

"The leader of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, looked at Yao Ming with a smile, and said quietly: "As far as I know, the leader of the Jiuyoudi Ming Python Clan should be called Yao Xiaotian, right?"

"As for the name Yao Ming, if I remember correctly, it seems to be...?"

"That miscellaneous thing is that he used a poisonous trick to seize my position and sealed me at the bottom of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs! This beast has caused me to suffer the pain of the body of the cold and cold force for hundreds of years. If I am lucky enough to see the light of heaven again in this life, my demon will definitely be worse than death!"

The three words "Yao Xiaotian" came into my ears, and the demon's eyes instantly turned red, endless resentment emerged from his eyes, and the crazy roars echoed endlessly at the bottom of the underworld.

"Enough!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but interrupt him and said lightly: "If you are willing to stay here for the rest of your life, I can do it."

"Sorry... I'm making you laugh."

After a while of silence, Yao Ming seemed to have adjusted his emotions and said lightly: "Originally, I am the most orthodox candidate for the leader of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. Many elders in the clan are also biased towards me."

"That Yao Xiaotian could not have become the patriarch. He also understood this in his heart, so Pingyu was very respectful to me, but he secretly planned a poisonous plan, first poisoning me, causing my strength to be greatly reduced. He then took action to defeat me and sealed it at the bottom of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs."

"So, are you going to let me save you?"

He glanced at the demon dawn indifferently, but Ye Fan said quietly: "What benefits can you bring to me? Let me agree first. If you can't impress me, don't mention this matter again!"

"As long as you can save me... I am willing to let the entire Jiuyoudi Ming Python Clan be yourselves!" Yao Ming said.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan looked at him jokingly and said without hesitation: "How can you prove this based on your current identity? You must know that Yao Xiaotian has been the patriarch who has been the leader of the clan for so many years and has a solid foundation..."

"I have the Nine Netherworld Staff, which is the token of the leader of the Nine Netherworld Ming Python Clan. Only with the Nine Netherworld Staff can I be the real leader. As long as I can escape and get rid of Yao Tianxiao, I will be the new leader. The other elders will not dare to attack me at all!" Yao Ming said hurriedly.

Ye Fan nodded: "Okay, I believe in you once. But let go of your mind first and give me the Lord!"

"Is it yourselves?"

Hearing this, Yao Ming gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed. His personality did not want to be controlled by others, but when he thought of the suffering he had suffered for hundreds of years, the resentment in his heart surged. He gritted his teeth and roared: "Okay, I agree!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan nodded secretly, stretched out his fingers, and quickly placed them on the forehead of Yao Ming. Then, a golden light flashed away.

After looking at Yao Ming deeply, Ye Fan nodded and said, "I have already left a divine mark in the origin of your soul. If you have any rebelliousness in the future and Yao Xiaotian has not done it, I will add ten times to you. Do you understand?"

“Yes, Lord!”

Feeling the golden sword-shaped mark in the depths of his soul, a trace of fear flashed in Yao Ming's heart, and then another trace of hotness flashed: "Please ask the master to take action and save me from this ghost place."

"What to do," Ye Fan said.

Now that Yao Ming has become his subordinate, he naturally has to start considering the other party's situation.

"Report to the master, there is an exquisite mechanism at the connection between this iron chain and this Huangquan Yinshi. As long as the master can smash it, the remaining iron chains, although they are also made of special materials, cannot trap me," Yao Ming said.

Hearing this, Ye Fan moved his body and appeared at the end of an iron chain. Sure enough, he saw the iron chain piercing deeply into a painted black mountain. The mountain was not big, only a few dozen feet tall, but the yin and cold power contained in it was even Ye Fan, who was used to seeing the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, could not help but flash a hint of surprise.

"Is this the Yin Stone in the Yellow Spring?"

Looking at the painted black mountain, Ye Fan couldn't help but stretch out his palm and rubbed it on it, as if he was considering where to start.

Seeing this, Yao Ming couldn't help but remind him: "Master, Huangquan Yinshi has been tempered by the power of Yin and Cold for countless years, and has been indestructible. If you want to destroy it, even if I recover my strength, I'm afraid it will..."

"Crack...Crack!"

Before he finished speaking, a purple-gold sword light rose, like a dragon.

The sword light came and went quickly, but the painted black yellow stone cracked a huge crack from it, and the mechanism mentioned by Yao Ming was divided into two under this sword.

"What did you just say?"

After doing all this, Ye Fan seemed to have time and looked at Yao Ming with a smile.

The latter looked stunned, and his unconscious mouth could almost accommodate an egg!

"Master's power!"

After seeing this scene, Yao Ming's shock was naturally immeasurable, and he was also extremely grateful that he had been waiting for a hundred years and actually met such a powerful savior.
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