Speaking of this, Old Man Ge unhurriedly poured a cup of tea into his cup, and poured himself a drink, as if tasting wine.

"What are the chances!" Hearing this, Idiom Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Sancheng!" replied Ge Lao without thinking.

"Shhh

Hearing this, Rao is idiom Fan couldn't help but tremble, such a big chance? If it looks like an ordinary person, how can the probability of 30% be considered big. However, if you think about it carefully, under the extremely harsh conditions of being able to exert the extreme to the five elements, Sancheng is really quite huge, and it is also under extremely theoretical conditions.

In fact, a few of the two is already quite good.

Out of ten people, two to three people who can perform the extreme to the five elements is already an eye-opener for the heavens. In the next few minutes, every trip to Absolute Soul Island that Old Man Ge mentioned to Xi Yu Fan, except for those who have already been able to perform the Extreme Five Elements, those who have potential, and finally those who can truly perform the Extreme Five Elements, five to ten out of a hundred people will be fine.

Besides, I'm afraid there are less than twenty people who can stay until the end. Even, in one trip to Soul Island, there were two hundred people, and in the end, only ten people remained.

When he heard this, Rao is idiom Fan was also full of unimaginable dangers to the place on Soul Island. At the same time, I can't help but know that it seems that his imagination has not yet reached the point of one percent.

The idiom Fan was not wrong at all, the danger in it and the danger he imagined were less than one percent or even one ten-thousandth of what he really was.

Perhaps, it would be more accurate to use the tip of the iceberg.

Otherwise, there would not have been two hundred people in that class, and only ten of them survived.

Regardless of the strength of the people of that year, those who can go to Soul Island are all ruthless characters. But in the end, only ten of these ruthless characters remained...... It is conceivable in words.

"Third, kill any of the high-level leaders of the Tomb Gate Inn headquarters or branch!" When this third condition fell, Idiom Fan almost didn't hit his head directly. Kill any of the upper echelons of the Tomb Gate Inn headquarters or branches?

Then I'm really lucky, if it wasn't for the wind that appeared in the tent that day, maybe the idiom Fan would have flashed.

This condition was really bumped into by the idiom Fan to the blind cat and the dead mouse - bumped into.

"What about the last condition?" Idiom Fan also understands that the first three conditions have been met by himself, and this last condition is the condition that he has not met.

And judging from the three words "very simple" that Old Man Ge said before, I am afraid that this last condition is not only for human life, but also for people to recover.

At this time, the corners of Old Man Ge's mouth grinned, and he already showed a smile that couldn't be more disgusting.

That disgusting smile almost made Idiom Fan feel the urge to rush up and shave his big ears. Because, this is no longer a question of respecting the old or not, but that smiling face, that disgusting smiling face, is too damn bad!

"You kid is still a virgin, you haven't even held a little sister's hand!" As soon as the words fell, the disgusting smile became even more disgusting.

In an instant, after the words fell, it made Idiom Fan have the urge to rush forward and kill the Quartet.

Of course, when these words came out, what was even more disgusting was that this old disrespectful guy actually moved his eyes slightly downward, moving to a place where he shouldn't have moved.

At that moment, Idiom Fan clamped his legs, stood up with a pout, the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword in his hand was already out of the sheath, and he pointed at the damn old man Ge.

"Damn, you damn old man, don't you want to be so disgusting!"

Rao is idiom Fan felt that his old face was thick enough, as impenetrable as a city wall. But now, in the old man Ge, it is extremely ...... Under the gaze of that one, he was also defeated in an instant.

At this moment, Old Man Ge is looking at Idiom Fan like this, and his heart is very happy, he hasn't fought with this kid for a long time, and today he is victorious.

However, Old Man Ge also quickly withdrew his gaze, and the disgusting smile on his face before was completely dissipated.

"Actually, this last condition is really simple. Speaking of this, the voice paused slightly, and it also made the idiom on the other side roll back and forth in his throat several times. Simple, but also very simple? A touch of super ominous premonition is straight to the heart.

"Say it quickly, don't sell it!"

"What's the hurry, you're already good, there is only one missing from three tickets!" Old man Ge looked at Cheng Yu Fan, hooked his fingers, motioned for Xi Yu Fan to walk over and then attached his ear.

Seeing Yu Fan coming and attaching his ear, Old Man Ge moistened his throat slightly and said slowly: "Actually, it's ...... All you have to do is ......"

The more Fan listened, the more ugly his face became, until in the end, his already ugly face was already pale, as if he had been hit hard.

And for a while, I didn't know how to reply. Because, the content of those words was so fucking shocking to him.

It's simple, it's really simple.

However, the people and things he has to face are not simple. If it were someone else, this idiom Fan would be just that, it's a big deal to play hooligan once, besides, in the past eight years, Idiom Fan has played less hooligans, and he will never care about more than this.

However, when she thinks of the person she is facing, and what the person she is facing will do to her, unless...... For a while, Cheng Yufan almost felt like crying without tears, it was better to simply let him climb to the top of Huashan and jump down.

Because, the right person, the right thing, it's no different from death.

"How about it, it's very simple!" Old man Ge had a serious face at this time. It's just that at this time, Ge Lao's serious face made the idiom Fan feel that he was underbeaten and beaten, and it was extremely underbeaten and extremely underbeaten.

"Actually, I don't want you to do anything else, you just need to 'Mo Mo Da'!"

"Poof!"

As soon as he heard those three words, not only in the depths of his heart, but also in the depths of his soul, he had already vomited three liters of blood.

"What the hell are you doing?" "The eight generations of ancestors who have already begun to curse the old man Ge in their hearts have risen, "You might as well take a sword and stab me directly in the throat, just come to a cold heart, braided it, so that you can avoid being abused!" "In my heart, I cursed Old Man Ge more and more, not only the eight generations of ancestors, sixteen generations, thirty-two generations or even more ancient, they were all cursed by the idiom Fan.

"There is no other way?" Idiom Fan is thinking left and right plus thinking about it, the previous proposal of the old immortal is indeed a little ...... I'm afraid it's hard to describe it with bad ideas.