Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

Old Li saw that Yang Fan had nothing to entangle about when he promised to come down, and directly entered the Ten Thousand Realms to exchange a follower contract and come out, "Oh! He signed his name twice, dripped a drop of essence blood and handed it to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan took it and looked at it again, and found that the terms were exactly the same as the one that the two had just discussed, and the only thing that was a little surprised was that Lao Li's full name.

It turned out not to be surnamed Li, but called: Mu Ziyun.

Yang Fan looked up at him suspiciously and asked.

"Your surname is not Li?"

Lao Li said of course.

"What's so strange about that? Do I like people calling me Lao Li? Do you think that the old guy of Red Dust is really surnamed Red Dust? "

Makes

sense....

Although the names of the people are a bit of a middle two, they are at least taken in a good direction.

But what is the matter with you old Li?

It doesn't sound like your real name is as good as that!

If you want to choose, you can also choose to call Lao Wang!

He didn't get tangled up in this matter, since Lao Li liked to be called him like this, and he was used to calling him, he was too lazy to change.

Yang Fan: "Oh! "The two signed the contract, and after dripping the essence blood, the contract turned into two small balls of golden light and disappeared after drilling into the bodies of the two respectively, and the contract was established.

Lao Li asked at this time.

"Boss Yang, the contract has been established, what is there to explain? I'll go and say hello to the God of War Temple first, and I'll not guard the gate here in the future, let them find another person?" "

..."

God's special Boss Yang?

But he didn't dwell on this, and Lao Li liked to call him whatever he liked.

Yang Fan thought for a moment and shook his head.

"No need, I won't establish a force for the time being, what do you usually do, what do you continue to do now."

"Good!"

"Then in this way, the next competition will take out 500,000 years of lifespan to bet on Leng Feng, don't spread the word, I'll go first..." Old

Li was stunned when he heard this, he was originally going to use this way to help himself accumulate lifespan?

But is this particularly accurate? Let me bet 500,000 years at once, which is many years to save!

Seeing that Yang Fan was leaving, Lao Li hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait!"

Yang Fan turned his head curiously and asked.

"Anything else?"

"That, is it stable? That's 500,000 years! If you lose, you will have to take half of my old man's life..."

Yang Fan said funny.

"Steady, unstable competition will not let you bet..." Old

Li was still a little weak when he heard this.

"But, but how do you know stability? How about we bet less first?

Yang Fan said angrily.

"Because I am a brother with Wanjie, you can rest assured, and if I sign a contract with you, I will not mess around."

？？？

Brothers of the Ten Thousand Worlds?

When who is stupid?

"But

..." "No but, obediently do as you are told..."

After Yang Fan finished speaking, he turned and left the guard's room, leaving only Old Li, who wanted to say nothing, messy in the wind.

In his heart, he complained: How obedient does God do it? This kid got into the role so quickly?

Then he shook his head, ready to do as Yang Fan said, he didn't believe that this kid would pit him for no reason, and he still stayed with him for hundreds of thousands of years, and his safety was very guaranteed.

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Yang Fan and Saber had been in the villa for two more days, and the matter on this side had been dealt with for the time being, he opened the dimensional door and took Fan Wushu into the territorial space, and then transferred to the Chaos Continent, preparing to meet with the three demon lords.

Having just returned to the mansion here, Wululu happened to be talking to Daji outside the courtyard.

Yang Fan walked out and asked.

"Are the three demon lords here?"

Wululu had a black line on her face after seeing Yang Fan, and said with a pout.

"O my Demon God! Where did you run, it's really killing me, how can I stop the three demon lords!" Even the Kang Xuan Demon Lord came uninvited, fortunately you came back in time..."

Yang Fan was stunned when he heard this!

Kang Xuan is also here?

That's right, it's strange that he is not in a hurry to meet the three demon lords, he must be afraid that he will choose to help one of the other three...

It's good to come, the original purpose this time was to match them into an alliance, just when the people arrived, it was solved at one time.

"Take me!"

"Good!"

Yang Fan turned his head and said to the imperial spirits.

"Fan Wushou and Wine Sword Immortal can accompany me, and the others are waiting here."

"Yes!!"

Then, under the leadership of Ululu, the group walked towards the conference hall of the Misty Forest stronghold.

At this time, ————

there were already seven strange-shaped demon races in the conference hall, two of which were the two hosts of Xuekong and Mangyue.

Four of the remaining five are the four demon lords of the demon race, why are there five?

Because there is a force that has two demon races, a man and a woman, here, and the image of these two people is quite eye-catching.