Mr. Wu Liu's face froze.

He actually refused?

This is the inheritance of the formation diagram of the heavenly level illusion array, and it is the best shortcut to becoming a illusion array master!

If this array map was placed outside the world, I wonder how many people tried their best to steal their lives and wanted to see its entire picture without any chance.

But now.

This young man with a nigiri face refused without even thinking about it?

At the same time, he was so despised and looked like he was so defensive that he would be afraid that he would be in trouble if he refused slowly.

What's wrong with this world? Can he still encounter some normal humans with normal thinking?

Mr. Wu Liu was very injured.

For the first time in hundreds of years, he was so proactive and enthusiastic about sending the inheritance out, but he was rejected by others!

Where did he make sense?

Yang Fan grinned.

"Since my cousin doesn't want it, let me just give it to me. Speaking of which, I have never seen what the array diagram looks like, and I just take this opportunity to open my eyes."

Yang Fan didn't dislike him at all.

No matter whether it is valuable or not, it is safe to put it in the pocket. Even if he cannot use it himself, he will always find someone who can use it in the future.

Many people should like the inheritance of the formation diagram of the heavenly level illusion array.

As for whether Mr. Wuliu still has other people's thoughts or conspiracies, Yang Fan was worried at all.

There was just a phantom of the soul on both sides, and he wanted the old man to come to him on his own initiative.

By the way, the spiritual will just now increased his mental power and experience by more than 6,000, and it was less than 10,000 points. It was really a bit pitiful.

Unfortunately, the old man felt it was too fast and he was so stingy that he was so angry that he was willing to let go of his mental will. It was a shame.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Mr. Wu Liu's eyes trembled and he politely refused, "There is no need for this? Young Master Yang Fan's illusion array attainment has reached a perfect state, so he can condense the array diagram himself. There is really no need for him..."

"I said, I just want to see it." Yang Fan interrupted Mr. Wu Liu with a chuckling and said in a low voice: "Since it is my pass-through reward, the old man should not refuse my small request, right?"

The more the old man refused, the more curious Yang Fan became.

When I just said that I wanted to pass it on to Wang Zhe's cousin, this old man didn't have such a slogan and hindering attitude.

But now, when it was his turn to Yang Fan, he started to push and drag, obviously reluctantly.

If there is nothing wrong with this, who can believe it?

Could it be that this old man is like the stinky fart on Wang Zhe's cousin's head, and he is also a good-looking person and likes to judge people by his appearance?

"this……"

Mr. Wu Liu hesitated that the inheritance of the formation map was to establish each other's spiritual channels, and his phantom even needed to enter the recipient's sea of ​​consciousness space for him to personally deepen the inheritance of the formation map.

If it were Wang Zhe, the young man, Mr. Wu Liu would naturally be ruthless. He had only drunk less than one-third of the spiritual power of Daqianmen. His sea of ​​consciousness and soul strength must be pitifully weak and posed no threat to him.

But Yang Fan is not sure about this.

This is a ruthless man who can fill up a whole cup of Daqianmen. His sea of ​​consciousness has definitely exceeded 30,000 square kilometers. No one can accurately guess the strength of the soul and the size of the soul.

If Yang Fan's soul origin is stronger than his phantom of soul, and he crawled in so rashly, wouldn't it be a wolf's mouth? It would be harder to come out if it came out.

Mr. Wuliu has no confidence in the character of Yang Fan.

"Oh! Why did I suddenly have a stomachache? Or I just drank too much spiritual tea, so let me go and make some more convenient!"

Mr. Wuliu suddenly covered his head and wanted to leave with excuses.

Anyway, he would not dare to enter Yang Fan’s sea of ​​consciousness easily. It was too dangerous and he had not lived enough.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched, you had a phantom of soul, not even a physical body, where did your stomach come from and how did you get the pain?

"Old sir, if you have a stomachache, is it more appropriate to cover your stomach?"

Mr. Wuliu quickly freed up a hand to put it on his stomach, looked at Yang Fan sincerely, and thanked him: "Thank you, my friend, I am so old, my brain and hands can't keep up. Only then did I realize that I not only had stomachache, but my head started to hurt. Oh, it hurts so much!"

"It's really not possible. I have to go and make it easier. Please give me your own leave!"

As he said that, Mr. Wuliu covered his head with one hand and his stomach with the other, and trotted tremblingly, and in the blink of an eye he ran out ten thousand meters away.

That's right.

It's ten thousand meters away.

Just now, I could see a few simple scenes on my head at a glance. Just as Mr. Wuliu started to run away, he began to expand out infinitely.

Outside the pavilion, the mountains and rivers are vast and endless.

Mr. Wuliu jumped out of the pavilion and directly penetrated into the woods next to him. When he appeared again, he was already on the top of the mountain thousands of miles away.

"I feel guilty about being a thief. This old man has indeed had a conspiracy!"

Wang Zhe looked at Mr. Wuliu's escape speed in amazement and sighed softly.

Can you run so fast if you have a stomachache? What a fool?

"Yes, I must be unwilling to be kind." Yang Fan nodded and agreed: "This old man, just because we two are easy to bully, we have been fooling us all the time."

That array diagram is definitely not a real reward for passing the level.

This old man with a bad heart has given them another advantage.

"But, with me here, he can't escape!" Yang Fan smiled softly and said indifferently: "Cousin, let's see, why should I pull him back again!"

Wang Zhe was so scared that he trembled and quickly stopped him: "Don't! Cousin, you have to figure it out. Although the old man doesn't look like a good person, he is a king level after all, and the pressure of will just now is not a joke!"

"Since he is guilty of being a thief and has already escaped secretly, let's stop teasing him for fear of death, okay?"

Just then, Wang Zhe's carefulness was so exciting that Xuan didn't jump out, and then pulled the person back. What if the old man was so angry that he really wanted to fight them to death, what would he do?

It's not worth scattering!

No matter how great the opportunity or the benefits are, it is not as important as the lives of their cousins.

"Don't worry, cousin, I'm responsible." Yang Fan gave Wang Zhe a look of peace. "That guy is just a phantom of a soul left by a powerful king. The mental pressure just now is just a fake tiger power. It cannot last long and poses no threat to us."

As he said that, Yang Fan waved his hand and the surrounding environment changed.

The vast mountains and rivers and dense forests, the empty sky and the gentle breeze and bright sun all collapsed and disappeared in this moment.

Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point.

Pavilion, rockery, stone table, teapot, ancient pine, clear spring.

The quaint mountain trails are still there, and the three of them are still Yang Fan, Wang Zhe and Mr. Wu Liu.

Mr. Wuliu was confused.

He looked at Yang Fan with a timid look and smiled awkwardly: "Look, I said that Yang Fan's attainments in the illusion are no less than me. It's amazing to break my illusion array in just a few minutes."

If Yang Fan was so badly worse than him before, now Mr. Wu Liu has clearly felt that the gap between Yang Fan and him is rapidly decreasing. Now, it is no longer just a little bit, but only a little bit.

Mr. Wuliu even suspected that if Yang Fan was given some more time, Yang Fan's level of fantasy formation would even surpass him and ride on the neck of his old senior.

"It turns out that he is a genius. I really can't accept it!"

Mr. Wuliu stretched out his thumbs at Yang Fan and kept praising him, as if he had accepted his fate and never mentioned any other words such as neck and stomach aches.

"In this case, Xiaoyou Yang Fan will not need my formation map inheritance. The specific rules and regulations will limit your genius thinking. I can't become a stumbling block on the path of the illusion array."

"Now I preach to you, that's not helping you, that's causing trouble for you, that's harming you! I've always been noble in my heart and will never do such a dirty act! Even if you kill me today, I will never pass on the formation map to you again!"

Mr. Wuliu looked righteous and righteous, as if I was thinking about you.

Anyway.

Even if he lives or dies, he is unwilling to enter Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness space, and he is unwilling to pass on the formation map to Yang Fan.

"Is that true?" Yang Fan curled his lips and chuckled, "Do you don't want to pass on my array map, or do you dare to enter my soul sea of ​​consciousness?"

The minimum requirement for drinking a cup of nine-level spiritual tea is 30,000 kilometers of space for sea of ​​consciousness. Yang Fan believes that as the owner of the nine-level spiritual tea, Mr. Wuliu should be more aware of what it means to stuff a whole cup of big front door just now.

Therefore, it is naturally not difficult to guess why this old man was willing to choose Wang Zhe, who had poor mental talent, and was unwilling to pass on the formation map to Yang Fan.

"I'm afraid that the reason why you chose Wang Zhe's cousin as the target of inheritance is not that you have any good intentions, right?"

Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Mr. Wuliu with a slight look: "My cousin Wang Zhe has limited mental talent, not extensive space for consciousness, and the origin of the soul is relatively weak. Whether it is devouring control or parasitic seizing the body, it will be much more convenient and easy, right?"

Mr. Wuliu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice unpleasant voice: "My friend Yang Fan, you can't slander my innocence like this for no reason!"

"Mr. Wu Liu, I, have been upright and honest all my life, and have never been bothered to do things that are slutty and commit crimes!"

"What is devouring control, what is parasitic body grabbing, not to mention that I don't know, even if I really know something, I will definitely disdain to do it!"

He is upright and speaks with confidence!

It seems that it is indeed a group of people who are open and honest.

"Is that true?" Yang Fan curled his lips: "Since that's the case, what if you ask the old man to talk about in the sea of ​​consciousness of his younger generation?"
Chapter completed!