Finished?

Even Fan Li felt that this adventure to collect the soul of the dragon was really planted.

It doesn't matter if you're dead, it's just a doppelganger.

But......

What to do with the black horse?

What should Fan Chun and his wife do?

"Huh?"

Pu Lao spoke again.

"Who are you, boy? I feel the imperial spirit from you, is it the person who is destined by the Son of Heaven?"

Fan Li hugged Wu Qi in his arms and took the Son of Heaven Sword in her hand and hung it around her waist.

He looked up at the six Trap Behemoths outside the prison.

At this moment, Fan Li is like a goldfish in a fish tank, being watched by others.

How to deal with it?

Fan Li was trying to delay time with words, so that the aura in Wu Qi's body would heal itself first.

"That's not right!"

Shi Jingjiao's tone changed, and there was some surprise and surprise.

"Not only do you have the destiny of the Son of Heaven, you actually have the fortune of the country!"

"Hahahaha!"

"A heavenly son was actually trapped by me using the [Heavenly Prison]?"

Fan Li's face changed drastically.

He listened to the other party's tone, not speculation, but clearly determined his identity.

"Say! What country are you the son of?"

"If you are so weak, you can't be the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, let alone the Empress of Great Mercy."

"Although the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Han and Wu are small, the Son of Heaven is not weak when I hear it."

"Isn't your kid the emperor of Chu?"

"Hahahahaha! I caught you so easily, and I have returned to the world this time, and it is indeed the destiny of heaven that I can enjoy the wealth of the world!"

Fan Li breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

It seems that Shi Jingjiao regarded himself as Xiang Chong?

People from the fairy world are really not to be underestimated.

Shi Jingjiao only manipulated Pu Jiao to look at himself, and he could find that he was carrying the luck of the country.

Fan Li thought of Shangguan Wan'er again, and he also selected the four heroes of [Wine and Wealth] from the vast sea of people.

Could it be that this is the legendary [Wangqi]?

"Your Majesty." Fan Li suddenly spoke.

"Huh?"

Pu Lao's bulging eyes turned to stare at Fan Li.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Listening to Shi Jingjiao's tone, he was quite proud and gloating.

Fan Li sighed before he said, "I am in trouble today, and I can only die. But may I ask Your Majesty, how can I see my identity at a glance?"

It is said that the villain died from talking too much, Fan Li sincerely hopes that Shi Jingjiao can swell once, at least let him delay time, and see if there is a turning point in the current desperate situation?

"Hehehehehehe......"

"You want to know?"

"When I bring you back to Xiongzhou, I will slowly share with you."

"Now, let's be careful about the 10,000-year-old ship."

Fan Li's heart sank when he heard this.

What a stone Jingjiao!

He couldn't have seen through his own thoughts, and he didn't even give him the slightest chance!

In fact, in the prison, Fan Li has nothing to do.

The so-called one force will be ten meetings, and under the gap of absolute power, all wisdom and strategy are useless.

"Why is Your Majesty so careful? Could it be that you lack faith in your own Heavenly Prison?"

Fan Li was unwilling, and still made bewildered words.

"Faith?"

Shi Jingjiao sneered, and constantly manipulated the relentless to make the [Heavenly Prison] smaller.

In the end, the [Heavenly Prison], which once shrouded a piece of heaven and earth, was only the size of a courtyard.

Fan Li and the others were firmly trapped, and there was really nothing they could do.

At this time, Shi Jingjiao spoke again: "Life is more important than anything else. Confidence is nothing but an opportunity for fools to give to the enemy. Boy, a person like you can't even live a day in the fairy world."

Fan Li was surprised when he heard this.

The other party is obviously cautious

cautious, but very willing to take the initiative to talk about the fairy world.

Does this feel like a person with mental illness who has a strong desire to talk about a particular kind of thing?

"Excuse me...... Your Majesty the Emperor of Jin?"

Calling others 'Emperor Jin', Fan Li actually felt a little awkward.

"Shouldn't the fairy world be a beautiful existence that everyone yearns for? How can it come out of His Majesty's mouth that it doesn't seem to be very good?"

Delaying time, Fan Li is willing to make small talk about any topic.

If he could take the opportunity to listen to the secrets of the fairy world, he would not be able to ask for it.

"Huh?"

"Fairy?"

Pu Lao's bulging eyes seem to have the emotions of a living person at this moment, and it represents Shi Jingjiao's emotions.

"Immortal, of course it's good."

"Immortality, longevity."

"What I was like thousands of years ago when I ascended, and what I still do now."

"If I continue to stay in the fairy world, I can still enjoy endless longevity."

Speaking of this, Shi Jingjiao's voice paused.

Fan Li was silent, not daring to spoil the other party's conversation.

"But!"

"I still choose the Nether!"

"Boy, you know what? Heavenly Dao is very stingy!"

"It is more than a hundred times more difficult to get the Heavenly Dao to allow the Nether Realm than for mortals to ascend!"

"But I did!"

"I have accumulated enough merits to finally meet the standards of the Heavenly Dao, so that I can return to the world to live out my old age in peace."

"I only have three hundred years left in the human life...... Oh no, maybe just over two hundred years left."

"But that's enough!"

"Two hundred years old in the world is better than ten thousand years in the fairy world!"

Shi Jingjiao's voice was almost crazy, which stunned Fan Li!

What an unexpected bonus?

What did Shi Jingjiao experience in the fairy world that made him feel so emotional?

Misery?

Torture?

This should not be a word associated with the fairy world.

Maybe it's like the saying: There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand hearts?

At least, Fan Li still remembered that in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, he tampered with the Holy Decree of the First Emperor and caused the other party to transmit from the fairy world.

The first emperor's speech is not as angry as Shi Jingjiao.

"Boy!"

"Huh?"

"Do you want to ascend to heaven? Give me the country of Chu, and I will send you to the fairy world?"

Just when Fan Li was thinking wildly, Shi Jingjiao's words shocked Fan Li again!

The immortal realm, with his current cultivation, can he go?

Shi Jingjiao seemed to see through Fan Li's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am not lying. When the gate of heaven was opened that day, you ordinary people in the world should have seen it, my Great Jin 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, right? When they ascend with me, most of them will cultivate like you."

Yuan Infant Realm?

Ascension to the Immortal Realm?

Is it the ascension of the whole country?

Fan Li was about to ask a question, when he suddenly heard Shi Jingjiao roar angrily.

"Who is bold enough to dare to spoil my good deeds!?"

On the horizon, there was a cold light flying out, as fast as thunder!

The six dragons seemed to feel the pressure, and they didn't care about the prison, and flew together to meet the cold light.

"Second brother, is it the expert support you arranged?!" Fan Chun was also pleasantly surprised.

Expert support?

Fan Li looked at the cold light, first stunned slightly, and then showed an expression of sudden realization.

it!

She actually made a move?!

"Abominable !!!!!!!!"

Shi Jingjiao roared angrily, shaking the heavens and the earth.

But the louder he screamed, the worse the defeat he proved.

The six dragon sons of the Mahayana realm, a sword flying towards the sky, failed to stop it, one after another

Crushed!

A sword!

Wear the stars and the moon, defeat the dragon, and break the sky!

The inside of the [Heavenly Prison] is unbreakable, but this sword can easily cause the Heavenly Prison to collapse and disintegrate from the outside!

A heaven-level spirit sword slowly floated in front of Fan Li.

In the sword, an incomparably familiar voice sounded.

"I'm Cold Moon."

"I'll protect you home."