Chapter 115. Betting

In Ye Fan's soul sea, the black sky was pressed down little by little, and his life entered the countdown. If there is no accident, he will be completely suppressed and swallowed in half an hour, and there will be no chance to turn over.

The sweat turned into soul power flowed down from his forehead bit by little, and was absorbed by him halfway.

"I'm not reconciled. I can't die like this, father, mother, Yulian! I can't die, you all go to hell!" Ye Fan looked crazy and madly smashed the Aoyi light waves towards the dark curtain. Unfortunately, it didn't help. He was just making the last struggle.

In the eyes of people outside, Ye Fan's face began to twist and go crazy, and so did those who died in the black fog before.

"Ha, you see, he won't support it for long." A person said happily

"Damn, why didn't you die earlier? I lost so much." Another man gritted his teeth, as if Ye Fan was his father's enemy.

"Do you also lose a lot? What about the one who bet 5,000 yuan of the lower spirit stone?

"That's his own idiot. Do you think he can win?" The man's eyes were strange. He secretly turned back to look at the leisurely young man and couldn't help sighing at the other party's determination. In this way, he lost 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones and there was no reaction at all.

Zhongkong is still the posture that has nothing to do with it. He is extremely lazy. For Ye Fan, he doesn't seem to care at all, as if it is not 5,000 low-grade spiritual stones that have just been thrown out, but 5,000 broken stones.

"No! Brother Ye Fan, don't die." When Hongling saw that Ye Fan's expression began to twist, she suddenly panicked and wanted to rush into the black fog to pull Ye Fan out.

"Hongling, don't go!" Fortunately, Zhao Yunlong quickly grabbed her hand, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Why don't you let me go? Are you watching Brother Ye Fan die like this?" Hongling glared at them.

"I'll pull the boss back. This life was originally saved by the boss, but now it's just giving it back to him." Cao Yun suddenly said such a paragraph in silence, and his tone was firm.

"I'm going to save the boss." Ji Muyan was concise, but those bright eyes told everyone that no one could stop him.

"I'll do it." Cao Yun said unswervingly.

"I'll do it." Ji Mu replied faintly. Both of them are determined people. At this moment, no one can convince anyone.

Zhao Yunlong looked at the three people with a headache and roared, "You are all anxious to die, then go. You think I don't want to go, but is it useful for you to go? You don't want to think about it. If it's so easy to be rescued, why is there still a 100% mortality rate so far?"

At this time, Hongling was already crying in a hurry and sobbed, "Is it just for us to watch Brother Ye Fan die?"

This sentence silenced the three men and looked at Ye Fan painfully. He died for everyone, but they could only watch, which was undoubtedly a kind of suffering for them.

In Ye Fan's soul sea, the black sky is less than one meter away from Ye Fan. He can clearly see the ferocious faces in the sky, but he is still unwilling at the bottom of his heart. How can I die here? I will never allow it.

Last time, it was because the predecessor of the empty soul saved him, and the predecessor of the empty soul also made it clear that the number of times had been used up. There was no mana in "Soul Refining", it was just a book. So is Ye Fan really dead this time? His soul power has also reached the verge of exhaustion. The black sky is about to cover him, and he has lost the protection of his soul power. Maybe he will be swallowed up by the resentment in just a few seconds.

Maybe God heard Ye Fan's unwilling roar, or fate had already arranged everything. A green flame emerged from the sea of souls, and then floated in front of Ye Fan, exuding a hint of closeness.

Ye Fan looked at the sudden small flame in astonishment, from which he could feel a kind message, so he touched the small flame lovingly and said, "This is the first time we have met, but it's a pity that I'm going to die soon, otherwise we will definitely become good friends."

The little flame seemed to understand Ye Fan's meaning. Then he looked at the canopy on his head and saw that it made an angry voice, which was tender and crisp as a child.

A terrible thing appeared, and the small flame rose into the air, and then it fiercely opened its mouth fiercely and went towards the devouring. Strangely, those resentful souls were swallowed up as if they had seen the nemesis. And the small flame is also getting bigger and bigger. In just a few minutes, it devoured one-tenth of the canopy, but it is only twice the size of the original.

Ye Fan stared at this little flame and ate one-tenth of his headache. What's more strange is that his size is so big, which makes him feel a little faint.

The black sky trembled, which represented the fear of all the grievances of the little flame. In Ye Fan's unbelievable eyes, it slowly retreated, and the small flame screamed, as if the delicious food had been taken away. It actually caught up and swallowed it crazily.

It didn't take long for all the black fog to be driven out of Ye Fan's mind and then excreted from the body. After that, those black gas no longer dared to enter Ye Fan's sea of knowledge. Hide far away, there would be no fog within three meters around him.

"Damn it, this boy is so fierce. It's been a minute, and he's still sticking." One person exclaimed.

"Yes, it's a pity for such a powerful genius." Another person sighed, as if he was regretting the passing of a peerless genius.

"No, even if I go and I will die, I will still go. It's just death. I, Cao Yun, will come for the legendary death fog today."

"Brother Ye Fan, I'm here to accompany you." Hong Ling said softly.

"Wherever the boss goes, I will follow him, even if it's underworld." Ji Mu meditated in his heart.

"Haha, well, it seems that this is the fate of our five brothers. Knowing you is the happiest thing in my life. I don't want to be born on the same day of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same year!" Zhao Yunlong laughed heroily.

Just when the four people were about to step into the fog, a familiar voice came.

"What are you going to do? You look like you're going to die."

The bodies of the four people stagnated in an instant, as if they had won the fixed body.

" boss, you're not dead!" Yunlong lost his voice.

"Do you want me to die so much?" Ye Fan looked at him with an unkind face.

"Ah, no, boss, you know what I mean." Yun Long said with a smile.

The other three people laughed, especially Hongling, who laughed happily at this moment.

He saw the performance of the four people just now. He didn't expect that they would die with him. This made him know what a brother was for the first time, and it also moved him. He vowed to protect them from any harm, and no one could hurt them, never!

Thinking of the situation just now, Ye Fan still has a trace of fear. He is really too weak. In the face of this overwhelming resentment, his strength seems to be so small. Although the quality of his sword soul is extremely high, the realm is too low after all. In the situation just now, if he is called Out of the sword soul, it's okay to resist the ground. If you can't resist the sword soul, it will be swallowed up by the resentment. Judging from the situation just now, it is impossible to stop it no matter how you look at it.

Thanks to this ten thousand soul fire, Ye Fan looked gratefully at the green flame in Dantian. At this time, the ten thousand soul fire is already the size of two fists, and the color is also from the light green at the beginning to the current dark green, which has devoured so many resentful souls, and it has also gained great benefits. At this moment, it is quietly suspended above the sword soul. With this flame, soul creatures and attacks have been on Ye Fan since then. The effect is simply minimal. It has survived in such a desperate situation, not to mention the attacks of other soul creatures.

Since Ye Fan opened his mouth to speak, people in the distance have been silent, staring at Ye Fan as if they had seen a prehistoric monster.

"Why, how can it be? Why can he still talk?" Those people moaned and looked haunted.

"It's impossible. The last time I saw the senior of the ninth-level senior go in and was tortured to death. How could he do nothing?" Another man screamed at the beast.

Then there was a scream. They were all the gamblers who bet Ye Fan could hold on for more than a minute. They thought that the final victory would be theirs, but Ye Fan did not die at all, which gave them a feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

A smile appeared on the corners of Zhongkong's mouth, "I knew you wouldn't die so easily. How could the person who can defeat me fall here?"

After putting all the money in his pocket, everyone looked at him strangely and really didn't understand why he was so sure that those people would not die.

Ye Fan stood in the black fog at this time and tried to take over the brothers. After experiencing the changes just now, he knew that if they came here like this, they would definitely die in less than a minute, so he must find a way.

"There is, let's see if we can summon the soul fire." Ye Fan had an idea and thought of the fire of all souls.

A green ghost fire floated in the air. As soon as it appeared, the black fog melted like a nemesis, and seemed to be spiritual, all far away from the soul fire. For fear of approaching it, the road to the entrance was opened by Ye Fan.

When people in the distance see such a change, they are even more shocked. Even the black fog can be driven away. Who is he? Is it...

There is already an answer in everyone's heart.

Ye Fan greeted his brother and shouted, "Go in. There is no danger here."

Then the five people jumped in and disappeared at the door.