The illusion shattered.

Everything comes to normal.

In the eyes of the audience, Xiao Fan's scattered pupils suddenly came back to his senses.

A crystal-clear tears flashed through those determined eyes, but it was evaporated by Xiao Fan in just a moment.

He took a deep breath, his heart was shaken. He ignored the gaze of the surrounding audience and walked straight towards Gui Qi, frowned and asked nervously.

"Is something else going on at the end of the illusion?"

The feeling he gave to him at the moment before his mother dissipated was clearly not like a false person, but had a soul!

Although it was only a moment, he was extremely confident!

When you reach his level, you will never have any illusion!

Gui Qi was also a little confused. He was about to nod when suddenly, an old and desolate voice sounded in his mind.

"After entering the Super God Class, I will directly join my disciple."

Gui Qi frowned and responded with a thought: "Who are you?"

"Prison Master."

These two plain words made Gui Qi almost shatter and his heart was shaking. His eyes were full of disbelief, and even his body was trembling slightly.

Prison Lord!

One of the first strong men to prove the Taoist Martial Emperor, the living fossil level existence, the ceiling of the entire planet! He is the kind of strong man who can compete with the king of alien races!

He wants me to be his disciple?

Gui Qi covered his mouth excitedly, full of disbelief, thinking it was an hallucination?

At this time, a mysterious force suddenly penetrated into his body. Before Gui Qi was surprised, the voice sounded again.

"What I give you is the key to the Valhalla."

After these words came out, Gui Qi was completely confused.

The Temple of Heroes, the highest palace of the human race, is simply inaccessible to ordinary people...

So it means, the Prison Lord is waiting for him in the Valhalla? If the key is given to you, come in directly?

I went to the Temple of Heroes to worship the Prison Master as my teacher?

In an instant, tears flowed out from Gui Qi's eyes. He could not imagine that he would have such an opportunity! Because nightmare is the endorsement of bad luck...

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The Prison Master practiced the legendary soul power, and that just now...

"Xiao Fan's mother..."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't!"

After saying that, the power of the Prison Lord dissipated. Gui Qi swallowed, quickly wiped away the tears in his eyes, shook his head and said to Xiao Fan, "It's just my illusion."

Xiao Fan was stunned and said, "Really?"

Gui Qi nodded slightly.

Xiao Fan laughed at himself, and indeed, he was still thinking too much. His parents were both ordinary people who could not be more ordinary, and the news of his death was very concise and clear, and he died in a conflict with a foreign race.

Later, the Demon War God also helped him find the file, but there was no problem at all.

No miracles will happen.

Finally, Xiao Fan shook his head, put away the complicated emotions, gently patted Gui Qi on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Thank you."ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"If you have time, you can come to my house for dinner."

"My wife has good skills."

The body of the Ghost Seven Tiger was shocked and shook his head quickly. The face under the black hood suddenly seemed a little panicked.

This made Xiao Fan a little puzzled.

But Zhuge Tianming on the Little Throne frowned and thought to himself: "Is this guy afraid of society?"

He was so familiar with that look, just like he was once himself.

Finally, Xiao Fan suddenly did not talk about martial ethics. Under the astonished gaze of everyone in the audience, he shamelessly slapped Gui Qi out of the ring.

The referee announced that Xiao Fan won.

Xiao Fan smiled a little and said, "I owe you a favor!"

Since childhood, Xiao Fan has never owed anyone. Thinking about the fact that he owe favors makes him feel like there are ants crawling all over his body, and he is so annoyed.

But he can't lose.

Boss Bai hopes that he will win in all five games and make a big profit.

And if Gui Qi cannot enter the Super God class because of a game, he will directly give him the recommendation letter from Wang Xing Shen, as for himself?

If I can't join the Super God Class, countless people in the Federation will riot, right?

Everyone is not blind. Xiao Fan's strength is at least the top ten. If he doesn't make it, it would be a big deal!

Gui Qi shook his head helplessly, thinking that if he loses, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the prison master has already taken a fancy to me, so this is more fortunate than anything.

Thinking of this, he took off his black hood, exposed his sunny face, and his smile was simple and pure.

Everyone said that he was too cruel and out of place with talent, so he suggested that he pretend to be more mysterious and wear it, at least to make his opponent feel that he is not bad.

Before this, he never thought that he would really be able to enter the super god class.

Although his talent is a god-level talent, nightmare represents bad luck and disaster. I still remember when he measured this talent, he vaguely heard several people in charge arguing, and some people said they would ruin their talents.

Therefore, the Federation did not cultivate itself. Whether it is realm, element, or physical skills, they are not on the same level as other contestants, and they are too weak.

His biggest goal is to be favored by others and have a good salary job. No matter what he does, at least his life will not be so difficult in the future.

Unexpectedly, I was taken aback by the prison master!

Then at least it won’t be a shortage of money, right? Finally!

I can say to my sister: "No need to save money, eat whatever you want... Our family has money."

At this time, the desolate voice of the Prison Lord rang again, with a rare smile: "Don't waste time, you can just report to Diyi Academy now."

Gui Qi was extremely excited and dared not speak much, so he rushed towards the highest federal school.

The Palace of Heroes of Emperor Yi Academy.

It was an ancient mottled tall building, a little gray and white. The carved dove of peace at the highest point was still broken off half of its wings in a certain battle. Later, no one went to repair it. If it weren't for the worn wooden sign at the entrance

The three words "Heroic Valhalla" are written on it, and people may think that this is an abandoned ancient building.

It is always quiet here, as if there is only natural sound. Some people have been in the academy for four years and may not be able to see someone entering and leaving here.

But if he sees someone entering, he should immediately salute the most noblest, because that may be someone unknown but who has made great contributions to the human race.

In the Temple of Heroes.

A man in a wide black and red robe looked at the window, and a rare smile appeared in his eyes that looked like an abyss.

This is the Prison Lord, with a talented mythical level: soul. Realm: Great Perfection of the Martial Emperor.

There were two people around him, both of whom were super big names.

Emperor Lingyun Martial Arts.

President Ye Yan'an.

Even these two people must be respected as younger generations in front of the prison master.

Emperor Lingyun asked curiously: "Master Master, what do you like about that kid?"

This is also a question Ye Yan'an wants to know. The Prison Lord has never accepted a disciple in the past six hundred years.

As long as he is willing, he can take over any mythical level, even Xi and Ying Zheng!

Who would have thought that the person who was attracted to this ceiling in the end was a god-level talented child with no background.

The prison master said lightly: "Because his soul is interesting."

A file appeared in his hand.

"Name: Gui Qi."

“Age: Seven years old.”

"Talented God-level: Nightmare."

"Evaluation: It's a pity. Although it is a god-level talent, it actually represents a nightmare that represents bad luck. People who have this talent from ancient times to the present have brought great disasters to the world. We are in the spirit of humanitarianism,

It will destroy this child, but it will not cultivate him, let him die.)”

"Born at 7 o'clock in the morning of Ghost Festival, so it is called Ghost Seven."

"Doom took his parents away."
To be continued...