I Became The Father Of The Holy Son Villain

Chapter 122: This Is What People Do! ? The Emperor's Sword That Is Trending Towards The Flames!

Yan Yi subconsciously covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

You must know that there is a huge gap between the Emperor Realm and the Dao Realm Realm.

A remnant soul in an ordinary imperial realm is enough to kill a strong man who has successfully proved his way.

Even if this remnant soul's obsession has been preserved for tens of thousands of years...

Seeing that his suppression had no effect, the Devil Emperor finally panicked:

"You junior, you are so arrogant, damn it!"

Once upon a time, he was also the peak powerhouse of the demonic way, and countless people in the demonic sect paid homage to him, and those who proved the Taoist realm were only worthy of carrying his shoes!

Unexpectedly, after disappearing for thousands of years, now he is being bullied by a junior!

Ye Qingtian: "...

Well, after living for so long, this is the first time someone dared to call him a junior.

The remnant soul in front of him was burning with anger.

Suddenly.

A black streamer went straight to Ye Qingtian's door.

The powerful force came, but Ye Qingtian didn't raise his hand.

He raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

Then, under the astonishment of the remnant soul, Ri stuttered.

That's right!

In one bite, I gave that terrifying divine soul power to.......and ate it!!

This TM is too much!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingtian smacked his lips.

Needless to say, the magic rhyme contained in the devil emperor's attack is very complementary to him.

Even, just that moment just now made his sea of ​​consciousness, which was as calm as a lake, rise a bit.

This is a major discovery!

With a smile on the corner of Ye Qingtian's mouth, he put away the sacred artifact path stone deposited by Yan Yi, and walked to the front of Remnant Soul.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Remnant Soul unconsciously moved back.

That appearance, still has the appearance of a generation of devil emperors.

There was a trace of panic in his condensed eyes, and he pretended to be calm and said:

"You junior, what do you want to do?"

In fact, there is no room for him not to panic.

Ye Qingtian is too fucking fierce!

One bite can eat up his angry blow!

This is something humans can do!?

With a slight smile on Ye Qingtian's face, he responded:

"This seat has given you a chance. Since you don't want to inherit it, this seat will take it yourself."

After all, Ye Qingtian's palm pressed down on the opponent's head with lightning speed at the moment when the remnant soul was stunned.

boom!

In an instant, powerful magic energy gushed out from the remnant soul crazily.

It poured into Ye Qingtian's fingertips, and then disappeared.

At this moment, Ye Qingtian was surrounded by black mist, and a vast and desolate aura enveloped the entire inheritance hall.

ottoltolt...

The terrifying magic rhyme surged like Wang Yang.

"Damn junior... let go!"

The remnant soul under control turned pale with fright, unable to break free at all, even trying to squeeze out a word.

At this moment, his condensed figure became increasingly dim.

There was a trace of panic on his face.

He himself knows that inheritance is not the same as forcibly absorbing magic power.

If it is inherited, a thousand years is enough to restore it.

But if the magic power is completely sucked out, he will leave this world forever.

Even if you rely on the secret realm to survive, you can't do it!

Just think about it.

The face of the ancient devil emperor changed drastically, he struggled and said:

"Stop, I will inherit it for you."

"late."

Ye Qingtian glanced at him indifferently, the Dao rhyme in his hand deepened!

Almost instantly, the Devil Emperor seemed to have aged suddenly.

He who was originally full of spirit, now looks like a living dead who is dying of old age.

Feeling that the other party's devilish energy was sucked out, Ye Qingtian closed his eyes and realized for a while.

There was a knowing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he took out the Emperor Sword that had just been put in from the storage ring.

Ye Qingtian glanced at the sluggish Devil Emperor on his seat, and gave him a final smile.

Then... the long sword slashed, and the black light flashed.

With a sound of "Om!", a sword blared!

The remnant soul of the devil emperor stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and immediately turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated in the void.

He didn't even think about the last moment of his death.

He would actually have his throat cut off by the saber he used in his lifetime.

It's so ironic!

Get rid of the remnant soul of the devil emperor.

Ye Qingtian closed his eyes to feel the changes in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The magic rhyme is tumbling, and the light is intertwined.

There is actually a sign of breaking through the peak of the seventh level of the Dao Realm.

This made him very satisfied.

If calculated according to the speed of practice, it will take at least ten years to reach the peak from the late seventh floor.

It takes 7,000 points to increase the father's love value.

Unexpectedly, this time the sheep was slaughtered, and the harvest was so rich.

Thinking of this, the smile on Ye Qingtian's lips deepened:

Lin Fan, Lin Fan, you are really my lucky star.

If it wasn't for the fact that your luck value is about to be wiped out, I would really be reluctant to kill you.

After feeling the cultivation base, Ye Qingtian's eyes fell on the pitch-black long sword in his hand.

There is a reason why this long sword can break through the holy grade.

For example, the forging material, the imposing manner, the terrifying blade...

No holy artifact can match it.

The more Ye Qingtian watched, the more satisfied he became.

Thinking that it seems to have developed a spiritual wisdom, Ye Qingtian pondered for a while, and said:

"Just now I gave you a choice from the original owner, and now this seat also gives you a choice, recognize the owner or be..."

Before he could finish speaking, a wisp of black air lingered from the sword body.

It directly entangled Ye Qingtian's arm, followed the trend, and merged into his 870 sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, a notification sound came:

[Ding, the "Desolate Devil Emperor Sword" has successfully identified its owner, attribute: emperor level, rarity: unique. 】

Good guy!

What kind of world is this?

Even a sword will f*ck up the trend!

But at this moment, the Emperor Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was trying to curry favor with his new master.

Ye Qingtian could clearly feel a sense of joy coming from the sword.

This made Ye Qingtian a little stunned, but he didn't care.

As a weapon that is unparalleled in the world, it is very normal to be able to give birth to spiritual wisdom, and there is no need to make a fuss.

After dealing with the matter of the emperor's realm, Ye Tian walked out of the inheritance hall.

The moment he came outside, Ye Qingtian looked at the scene in front of him, and his calm face gradually became strange.

I saw Ye Ao holding a bloody wooden stick in his hand, with a devilish smile on his face.

He tapped Lin Fan's waist again and again, and said:

"Come, call father."

Ye Qingtian frowned slightly.

What is this kid up to?

With Lin Fan's pride, isn't this a waste of time?

However, at the next moment, his frowning brows instantly relaxed, and Gujing Wulan's eyes were filled with surprise.

I saw that Lin Fan, who was kneeling on the ground, had tears of humiliation in his eyes, and gritted his teeth in response:

"Father….....".