Chapter 872: Flicker

You have to know that Meng Fan had already said this before this proposal, but at that time Meng Fan was not qualified to negotiate terms. Naturally, the old man Leihun didn't even think about it.

And now with the help of Xiaotian, it is obvious that the old man Thunder Soul already understands that Meng Fan in front of him is qualified to negotiate terms with him. After all, although Xiaotian made him resent, the treasure rune like the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda has recovered. How powerful is the power, even if it is not insoluble.

But Elder Thunder Soul also had to pay a heavy price to break open.

After a moment of silence, the old man Leihun gave a dry laugh and said lightly.

"Little guy, you are not an ordinary person. The old man wanted to do something to you before. You are in a good mood. Let's talk about it.. How do you want to trade?"

Hearing this, Meng Fan's mouth did not change the curvature, and said softly,

"It's very simple. Since the old gentleman is also imprisoned here, instead of fighting with me and hurting both sides, how about putting a bet on me?

Take me to the past. Once I can pass the final trial, I will be able to open the door between the cages of heaven and earth, and you can return to the universe of heaven and earth, and you will naturally have a chance to repair. Your injury! "

Hearing Meng Fan's words, the old man Leihun couldn't help but fall into silence. I have to say that now Meng Fan's words really carry a sense of temptation.

Especially for the old man of Thunder Soul who has suppressed in such a place for several years, it is extremely heart-warming. However, after just a breath, the old man of Thunder Soul shouted indifferently,

"Little guy, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right? You guy is a little fox. If it's just an old man who takes you to the final trial place, is it all right?"

"Of course... No way!"

Meng Fan smiled and nodded.

A joke, if these conditions were the same as before, Meng Fan would definitely agree, but now with Xiaotian’s help, and all the risks still have to be borne by Meng Fan, letting the old man Thunder Soul is just a matter of handwork, Meng Fan does not Won't do it.

"Old gentleman, if I take you away, how can I be regarded as a great kindness to you!"

Meng Fan pointed and said,

"Since I have a great kindness to you, I am afraid it is not good for the old gentleman not to give the younger generation a word, but I don't want anything. I just want the old gentleman to follow me for a year once he leaves. For a year, I will treat the old gentleman as a guest and try my best to help the old gentleman repair his injury. Once there is a chance, I will definitely not refuse. As for the old gentleman, it is good to help me deal with my enemy!"

The tone was faint, and a strange color flashed through the eyes of the old man Thunder Soul, and he said coldly.

"Do you want the old man to be your thug for a year?"

"Thug... This is too ugly, but if the old man understands this way, then I can't help it!"

Meng Fan shrugged his shoulders and stared at the old man Thunder Soul at the same time. He spent so much effort, but after numerous calculations before, just to convince the old man Thunder Soul.

You must know that even if the old man Thunder Soul is seriously injured and his strength is suppressed, his own cultivation level is still about the third rank of the Xuanyuan realm.

With this kind of combat power, it is absolutely tremendous help for Meng Fan. If he can return to the universe, Meng Fan has too much to do.

But now Fen Tianling is asleep, even if he has three eighth-order gods in the hands of Meng Fan, his own strength is still in the room, but Meng Fan also understands that now he is still too good to compete with those truly strong on the mainland. Weak, too weak.

Therefore, at this time, Meng Fan naturally did not intend to give up any hope, and immediately began to prepare to fool the old man of Thunder Soul in front of him and make it his own worship.

Although it is only one year and it is extremely urgent, Meng Fan also understands that this is enough to give himself a strong umbrella and allow himself to grow continuously.

"impossible!"

However, at the next moment, the old man Thunder Soul snorted coldly and said lightly,

"The old man has fought all over the world in his life. How many strong men have been defeated. You are a junior, and you want the old man to do it for you now, even if you save the old man, it is impossible!"

The tone was firm, with an unquestionable meaning, it was obvious that the old man Thunder Soul was able to reach the eighth stage of Xuanyuan, and it had also gone through countless battles between life and death, and under the exhausted bones, he was able to reach where he is now.

But as long as this kind of ancient powerhouse, it is the real kind of superb existence that looks at heaven and earth, and naturally has its own pride, and will never bow his head easily.

At the next moment, Xiaotian snorted coldly, the golden light flickered, and said disdainfully.

"Old man, you are so stubborn, you deserve to die here!"

"Forget it, Meng Fan, let's go!"

On the side, Bai Shui'er sighed softly, also understanding the pride of the old man, and clearly understood that once this kind of existence sits down and decides, then I am afraid it will never change.

Hearing that, Meng Fan was silent for a while, thinking in his heart, to know that this old monster in front of him will never be easily fooled by him, which is not a conspiracy in his bones, unless it is shocked by absolute power.

Thinking of this, it suddenly made Meng Fan's heart move. After a few breaths, a smile appeared on his face again, saying word by word.

"Sir, how do you know that I am a junior, maybe my qualifications are... older than you!"

The tone was indifferent. At the moment it spread, let alone the old man of Thunder Soul, even Bai Shui'er and Xiaotian on the side were taken aback. They looked at Meng Fan in amazement, not understanding what was sold in Meng Fan’s gourd. What kind of medicine.

"What are you talking about? Little guy, do you know the age of the old man, this year is more than three thousand five hundred years old, you are older than the old man, haha..."

The old man Leihun sneered and looked at Meng Fan mockingly. However, the expression on Meng Fan's face did not change at all. Instead, he held his chest with his hands and said calmly.

"Why, the old gentleman has never heard of... the ancient robbers?"

A few words fell, and the look of the old man Leihun couldn't help but move. He looked at Meng Fan, but there was a dignified look in his eyes, which was obviously shocked by these words.

"Why, are you an ancient robber?"

"Isn't it weird that I have old Mr. Tiandi Xuanhuang Pagoda in my hand!"

Meng Fan smiled slightly. He already had a plan in his heart. Since he is the old man of Thunder Soul, he must use more powerful methods to shake it. Fortunately, Meng Fan pulled the tiger skin as big as possible and let him directly. The identity seemed extremely mysterious.

"If my body is based on its bone age, it is indeed only in its early twenties, but my cultivation speed is so fast, with such a **** like Xiaotian, Thunder Soul, don't you have any other feelings? "

The calm voice fell, but it was like a thunderbolt in the sky, making the old man Thunder Soul's scalp numb, and looking at the more mysterious smile on Meng Fan's face, he finally fell into hesitation.

Indeed, as Meng Fan said, the realm of the old man of Thunder Soul is naturally able to easily feel Meng Fan's bone age.

But the latter is so, but it has reached this point. Under all the associations, the expression of the old man of Thunder Soul is finally a little abnormal. Is this little devil in front of him really a certain ancient figure of Nirvana?

After a few breaths, the old man Thunder Soul snorted coldly and said lightly.

"Little devil, you don’t have to fool the old man. Any ancient tribulation carrier is either self-sealed in an ancient space or deposited in a certain heaven, earth, and Jedi. Even if there are people who dare to be born, they have powerful protectors. Only qualified, let alone you rely on a ruined tower to guard?"

Hearing the words of the old man Leihun, Meng Fan gave a wry smile in his heart. Even the little sky in his hands is quite unreliable, but there is no way on his face, he said lightly.

"Who said I don't have a protector, look at what this is!"

While speaking, Meng Fan's palm moved, and two luminous glows appeared in his palm. One of them was a big long-haired bird. At the moment it appeared, the overwhelming breath swept the surroundings at the same time.

The big bird is good for the sky, a pair of quirky eyes looked at the old man of Thunder Soul not far away, and said with a cold snort, completely disdainful.

"Dare you squint the old man?"

"Yes, what are you looking at? You are in a small state, and you are still seriously injured. When talking to your master bird and master turtle, you should be more careful. You must face up, take a bath, and fast!"

On the side, a small tortoise had already come out, a bird and a tortoise, floating in the air, singing and reconciling, instantly solidifying the look of the old man Thunder Soul.

His eyes widened. At this moment, the old man of Thunder Soul was also silent, his mouth twitched. It is estimated that since he became famous, no one has dared to say that he is a small realm. However, it was actually caused by a bird and A tortoise despised it.

Under this circumstance, the old man Thunder Soul could not help being almost mad, but he was such a powerful person. When he moved his spiritual sense, he felt the unpredictable force in the hairy sparrow and the mysterious turtle. Especially the longhair finches, but they are truly a sacred demon atmosphere.

"this is..."

Now, the old man Thunder Soul finally put away all his previous disdain, and became very solemn.

"Of course it is my protector!"

Meng Fan smiled confidently, while the Hairy Sparrow and Black Tortoise nodded.

"Meng Fan is our eldest brother, we have come from the ancient times together, little guy, when the old man is in the world, where are you, three thousand and five hundred years old, too young!"

"Yes, when you and my brothers were war gods back then, what a beautiful scenery was that, looking at the world, who else!"

With the sound of a bird and a turtle, the old man Thunder Soul finally fell into a complete bewilderment, even unable to notice that the Bai Shui'er on the side was already a twitching belly.

I don't know how long it has passed, the Thunder Soul finally exhaled, and then he arched his hands and said in a condensed voice.

"Well, if that's the case, then Meng Fan, I will believe you once. If you can really pass the trial this time... it also proves that you are indeed an ancient robber. The old man will not lose face when following you, just follow. Your time for a year!"

The old voice fell, and the arc of Meng Fan's mouth could not help becoming more obvious. At the same time, he sighed in his heart, a powerful enemy thug of the eighth stage of the Profound Origin Realm... But finally I got it!

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