Working for God from Douluo

Ye Fan's figure flashed to the heights, and his eyes bloomed with purple light.

"Copy the martial spirit!"

The second soul ring under his feet shone, and two ghost wolves appeared on the battlefield, and they immediately joined the battle.

The two netherworld wolves suddenly appeared, and the young man below was a little overwhelmed. The younger brother on the side saw it and was really ready to activate his martial spirit to support his boss.

Do you think that Ye Fan would let such a thing happen? His body flashed again and he came in front of the group of boys. The second soul skill had already been activated, and the golden energy came to everyone, and everyone immediately became united. Standing as still as a stone.

He could only watch his boss being ruthlessly ravaged. He was punched in the front by the ape and scratched by the Netherworld Wolf in the back. When he resisted the Netherworld Wolf, he was hit by the Netherworld Wolf. When he resisted the Netherworld Wolf, he was hit by the Netherworld Ape.

Just when his little brother was about to lift the seal and Ye Fan's soul power was about to be unable to hold on any longer, the young man screamed loudly: "I give up, I give up!"

Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and took back his soul power and mocked: "Why aren't you very good? Why can't you hold on for such a short time?"

The young man's face was bruised and swollen by the man-ape's left and right punches. There was no intact part of his body, and there were claw marks of the Netherworld Wolf everywhere.

The younger brothers who had unblocked him quickly lifted the young man up from the ground and dragged him away.

The young man dragged him and said fiercely: "Boy, don't be so arrogant. You wait for my boss to teach you a lesson."

"You are always welcome!"

After the group of people had completely gone away, "Pfft!" he immediately sat on the ground, panting rapidly. In the battle just now, as long as the young man carried it for a few seconds, he would not be able to hold on. .

Controlling four martial spirits at the same time, his mental strength was really unbearable. Fortunately, that young man was timid, otherwise it would have ended badly for him.

I don’t know why, but Sun Chun didn’t show up for a long time. At this time, Yan quietly came behind Ye Fan, and then Ye Fan only felt as if his neck was hit by something heavy, and his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

Yan put Ye Fan, who was unconscious on the ground, into a black bag, came to a cliff in Wuhun Palace, and tied stones inside the black bag.

Yan looked at the black bag and said, "Boy, you and Liena are too close. I have to disappear you into her world. I'm sorry!" After saying that, he kicked the black bag down the cliff.

Ye Fan inside the bag quickly fell towards the cliff under the influence of gravity.

"Plop!" He fell into the deep pool at the bottom of the cliff, and the water splashed dozens of meters high. Under the huge impact and lack of oxygen, Ye Fan woke up from his coma. Facing the dark scene in front of him, he felt fear.

He wanted to use his soul power to tear open the black bag, but then he realized that there was no soul power left in his body. He was desperate.

A system voice appeared in his head, "Trigger the hidden task, complete the inheritance, and get 0.5% luck as a reward."

At this time, Ye Fan was about to curse. Damn it, I'm about to burp right now, why are you telling me about hidden missions? Brother, I'm in tears!

Without the inhalation of fresh air, the brain gradually became deprived of oxygen, and I became dizzy again.

After several minutes of sinking, the stone under the black bag accidentally fell into the cave at the bottom of the pool.

……

Wuhun Hall, in the Pope's Hall.

At this time, three hours had passed since Ye Fan disappeared.

Bibi Dong was furious in the Pope's Palace, "Where has my little apprentice gone?"

Sun Chun, after feeling Bibi Dong's momentum, his legs became weak and he knelt on the floor. He said tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Pope, I don't know what happened today. I slept very hard. I fell asleep all night." At noon, when I went to the training ground, I didn’t see Ye Fan. It was because I was not in good care of him. Please forgive me, Pope!”

"But you failed to take care of him, and Yue Guan sentenced him!"

Yue Guan said helplessly: "Pope, Sun Chun is an eighty-nine-level Contra. If you kill him so hastily, maybe Ye Fan went there to play, but he hasn't come back yet..."

Before Yue Guan could wait, Bibi Dong interrupted him and said, "Why, Yue Guan's words have no effect, and I have to do it myself!"

"My subordinates dare not!"

A strange velvet-toothing chrysanthemum appeared in Yue Guan's hand, and the sixth soul ring on her body shone.

"Jin Rui is flooding the clouds!"

The strange and velvet giant chrysanthemum on the palm of his hand shot out hundreds of petals, covering Sun Chun like a meteor shower. Hundreds of petals pierced his body. After a while, Sun Chun fell to the ground, never to be seen again. breath.

Hu Liena said thoughtfully: "Teacher, I also slept very soundly last night. It was a bit similar to Sun Chun's. I think..."

"You mean it was someone inside Wuhun Palace who did this to Ye Fan!" When Hu Liena said this, Bibi Dong immediately figured it out.

"Yueguan, ghosts, I give you three days to find the murderer!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei both said in unison: "I accept your orders!"

"Lena, issue a papal decree to search for Ye Fan across the continent. You want to see him alive, and you want to see his body when he is dead! Whoever finds him, regardless of life or death, will be rewarded with a 70,000-year soul bone."

……

In the cave at the bottom of the pool.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fan came out of his coma.

"Ah, my head hurts so much!" Ye Fan covered his head with both hands.

At this time, an old man who looked like he was about to die in peace and quiet was sitting next to a bonfire and said in a deep voice: "Boy, wake up."

Ye Fan only then realized that there was an old man next to him, "Thank you, senior, for the rescue!"

"Don't talk about those useless things. I just injected some soul power into your body. Whether you can wake up or not is entirely up to you. I didn't help much."

"Boy, now that you've woken up, you can start!"

"Start? Start with what?" Ye Fan asked doubtfully.

"With all that nonsense, the fact that you and I met in such a remote place must be a fate brought by God. Since I will pass away soon anyway, I will pass on this soul power and martial spirit to you!"

"I have no hope of breaking through to the ninety-ninth level in this life. I hope you can break through to that level!"

While talking, he pulled Ye Fan to his side, with one hand on his back and the other on the heavenly spirit cap. As he spoke, nine soul rings appeared beside the old man, and a large amount of soul power poured into Ye Fan's body through the old man's hands like a tide. .

Ye Fan, who was sitting cross-legged, could no longer see his figure. The whole person was enveloped in a layer of light red mist.

The red in the mist is not the light of soul power, but Ye Fan's blood.

Not long ago, with the violent fluctuations of soul power on his body, Ye Fan's skin began to overflow with a layer of fine blood beads. As the soul power transpired into the air, it turned into this light red mist.

Mark's brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed tightly, his body was constantly convulsing, and with the blood drops emerging from under his skin, one could imagine how intense the pain he was suffering now.