"Skyclave?"

Of course Ning Fan wouldn't guess down, the meaning of Ba Song's words was obvious, his cultivation had declined.

Ba Song said faintly, "Tiangang is at the peak, and he is only one step away from becoming a legend." ”

"The legend should refer to the Yuan Spirit Realm!"

Ning Fan glanced at Ba Song in surprise, but he didn't expect this Ba Song to be unsightly and sloppy, but he actually had such a high level of cultivation.

Soon, Ning Fan reacted and said in surprise, "You said that this ghost thing will make you suffer backlash and fall from Tiangang Realm to Zhenyuan!"

No wonder Ba Song would say that death was too cheap for him.

The blow of falling from the top of the clouds to the mud can be said to be more uncomfortable than death.

Ba Song didn't care about this, but said nervously, "Don't call the Holy Child that, he will be unhappy." ”

When the words fell, the jar, which had been stationary, began to shake, and it seemed to have a little temper of its own.

"It's too evil. ”

Ning Fan felt a chill in his heart, but he still decided not to ridicule the Holy Child.

"Now you know how it feels. ”

Ning Fan chuckled, "You didn't ask for it. ”

Glancing at the altar, Ba Song said calmly, "While I have time now, I can talk to you and satisfy all your doubts." ”

Ning Fan smiled angrily, "Do you know my cultivation?"

Ba Song shook his head, "It doesn't matter. When you come here, the end is already doomed. ”

"Then I'll smash this broken jar first. ”

"No, I can't. You can't break the Demon Suppression Seal. ”

Like a calf, Ba Song put his hands in front of the altar.

Ning Fan smiled, "It's really interesting." As you mean, I'm stupid waiting for this to come out and beat me. ”

Hearing this title again, the jar began to shake again, Ba Song hugged the jar and comforted him like a child, "Good, uncle didn't mean that, don't be angry." ”

Seeing this scene, goosebumps erupted on Ning Fan's body.

With Ba Song's reassurance, the jar began to calm down again.

Ning Fan shook his head and said, "With your current cultivation, you can't stop me." ”

"You're wrong. I didn't mean anything else to stop you from breaking the Demon Suppression Seal. Your fate is already sealed. Losing the Demon Suppression Seal, no one in the world can stop the Holy Child. ”

"That's my business. ”

Just as Ning Fan was making his move, Ba Song's words aroused his curiosity.

"The decline in my cultivation is not due to a backlash. I did it willingly. ”

Ning Fan frowned and said, "Why?"

"The Holy Child began to feed on blood, but after a long time, blood alone could no longer satisfy it. It began to devour souls. ”

Pointing to the tomb not far away, Ba Song said, "In order to appease it, I brought the Holy Child here and fed it with the souls of the dead. ”

"But the number of souls is limited after all, so I have to divide my soul and feed it with my own three souls and seven spirits.

Wait until the soul is healed, and continue to feed. In this way, my cultivation level is getting lower and lower, and I am almost out of supply. ”

"So ruthless!"

Ning Fan didn't know much about the taste of splitting the soul, but he had tasted the taste of the spirit leaving the body.

It's like being alive, tearing the body apart.

"What happens if you don't feed it?"

Ning Fan suddenly grasped the core of the problem.

Ba Song asked rhetorically, "What do you think would happen to a child if he ate and drank less?"

Ning Fan subconsciously said, "Of course I will cry and make trouble." ”

"That's it. The crying Holy Child will break the seal and make the world miserable. ”

"Doesn't that mean that the Holy Child is not under your control at all? ”

"That's pretty much it. With my original cultivation, I couldn't suppress it, let alone accept it. ”

Pa Song's voice changed, "I am the equivalent of the father of the Holy Child. ”

"That means I'm going to die today. ”

"That's true. Even if you kill me, it won't help, the Holy Child will come out as well. For me, death is just a relief. ”

Ba Song sighed and said, "So for the sake of the world, I hope you can cut yourself off." ”

If someone else said this kind of thing, Ning Fan had to slap him.

But Ba Song's words were heartfelt.

The Holy Child is a freak who is at the peak of Tiangang and can't be suppressed,

And this altar can't be closed at all, Ba Song can only lock it in this broken altar like a child, and for this reason, he has also fallen into two great realms.

"Zhen Nima is a pit daddy. ”

Things came full of twists and turns, and it was completely to the point that Ning Fan didn't expect.

Now that he has killed Ba Song, the bear child who has no father's control will inevitably come out and make trouble.

"Ba Song, or you wouldn't have seen me today. Ning Fan discussed, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll coax the child here." ”

"This ......"

Ba Song hesitated a little, thinking about gains and losses in his mind.

Things are different from what he imagined, in order to protect the Demon Suppression Seal and not release the Holy Child, Ba Song can make a compromise.

At this moment, a crisp girl's voice came out of the jar, "Of course this can't work." My uncle is gone, who will play with me. Uncle don't go, okay. ”

The girl's voice is very soothing and waxy, and it sounds very cute.

But in this environment, it is particularly terrifying.

"It's not up to me now. ”

Ba Song's expression changed, and then he shook his head.

But Ba Song had some doubts in his heart, "The Holy Child is so strange today, why did it take so long to come out?"

As usual, when Basson arrives, the Holy Child comes out to greet him.

Therefore, Ba Song deliberately led Ning Fan to this side, wanting to borrow Ning Fan's soul to let the Holy Child have a full meal and give himself time to recuperate.

Today, however, the situation is a little different.

Ning Fan gasped and said in surprise, "Can this ghost thing talk?"

"Uncle is bad. Uncle is so annoying. ”

When the words fell, the girl's coquettish voice suddenly became extremely poignant, like a ghost and said coldly, "I don't play with my uncle anymore." ”

"Don't pretend to be a ghost here!"

Ning Fan's face turned cold, and he slapped it with a cold palm.

"Don't. ”

Ba Song swooped and stopped in front of Zhangfeng, protecting the jar behind him.

With Ba Song's cultivation at this time, he couldn't take Ning Fan's palm at all, and his internal organs immediately cracked, and large strands of black blood clots gushed out of his mouth.

Ba Song, whose face was like gold leaf, said bitterly, "Qian...... Don't, break the demon suppression seal, otherwise everything will be over. ”

"Although this is the evil done by your ancestors, I admire you. ”

A hint of respect flashed in Ning Fan's eyes.

Ba Song could have left it alone, but at the cost of his life, he cleansed the sins left by his ancestors.

At this time, the girl's painting style changed, and she smiled innocently and brightly, "Hehe! Uncle is it good to perform another one. ”

Ning Fan sighed and said, "A ghost is a ghost." In vain, you will be treated as a daughter. Is it worth it?"

"It's not her to blame, she's just an ignorant child. ”

Ba Song said with a gloomy expression, "Nothing is worth it, I'm just trying to atone for my sins." ”

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