Chapter 150 The Unforgivable Fault

Wang Fan was leisurely paced on the altar, his eyes scanning the tall statue of the demon god. This was the second time he had seen this evil demon god. He had already arrived yesterday.

While looking, he nodded: "This statue is very well carved. It is rare to carve the charm of this demon. It is a pity that it will be destroyed in a while!" He originally wanted to put the statue into the heart of space, but when he thought that the true body of the demon god might peek into his space along the statue, he gave up this idea.

"Sir Colin, don't watch jokes on the side. It's better to deal with this man in green robe as soon as possible!" said the Baroness anxiously.

The man in green robe was protected by white light and his mood was temporarily calmed down. He also had time to observe this guy who suddenly woke up.

"You knew we were going to attack you?"

Wang Fan looked at him with interest, to be precise, looking at the light curtain on his body, and nodded repeatedly: "Well, however, the very good protective scroll can actually exert the fourth-level protection. Although I have time to win, it is still a treasure."

The man in green robe was ignored by Wang Fan, and was furious and his face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Since you knew we were going to attack you, you were so bold to let us catch it. OK, okay, so brave. But do you think that you three third-level strong men will definitely be able to eat me? Hehe, today I will tell you that level does not mean anything, I will still kill you."

Wang Fan remained silent, but sneered, suddenly stretched out his left hand and held it from afar. No one around knew what he was going to do.

Suddenly, the viper who was hiding from afar screamed and his body was involuntarily suspended in the air. He waved his arms and struggled hard, but the power of nothingness firmly bound him and held him up little by little from the ground. He was like a poor worm, unable to help himself.

"Save me!!!" the viper stretched out his arm and shouted at the man in green robe, his face full of horror.

The man in green robe changed drastically and suddenly roared: "Kill!"

A cold light flashed, and a soft sword was pulled out from his waist, instilled by the dark green fighting spirit, and instantly became straightened. The man in the green robe rushed towards Wang Fan at a very fast speed. His figure was like an eagle bird passing by in the air.

Wang Fan stood there, not moving.

The man in green robe shouted hideously and his body swept through the air. Suddenly, he muttered a few spells, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, and a force blessed him. In a short period of time, he reached the level of quasi-fourth level. I don’t know what kind of treasure that was used against the will of heaven.

"Huh?" Wang Fan was a little surprised. This was the second time he had seen this skill.

"Diet! Look at my rotten flame sword!" Green Rou *** shouted, and the dark green sword in his hand suddenly emitted more than a dozen dark green fighting spirits. Each fighting spirit was gloomy and had a stench, like a rope, surrounding him from all directions.

The man in green robe slashed down lightly with a corrosive force.

Wang Fan looked at him disdainfully and whispered: "Stay!"

Invisible power was born from the void, and more than a dozen dark green fighting spirits seemed to have been immersed in the air, imprisoned in the air, and could not move at all. The same is true for the man in the green robe. His light body was fixed in the air, and even his hideous face was still at that moment.

"Ah!" Everyone was shocked.

The green-robed man was locked in the air like a sculpture by invisible force, like playing magic, hanging there, looking quite funny from the perspective of everyone. The Baroness was the first to laugh.

This time, the viper was imprisoned by Wang Fan, and the green-robed man was even more imprisoned in the air and unable to move. The main force of resistance was suppressed, and the soldiers hesitated, slowed down and the battle stopped.

"Hmph, it's vulnerable!" Wang Fan sneered.

The man in green robe was furious and wanted to struggle desperately. He knew that it was the time for life and death, and he no longer cared about hiding his strength and burst out all the imprisoned forces in his body. The green light on his body flashed layer by layer, and he had briefly reached the early stage of the fourth level from the quasi-fourth level.

However, he found in despair that his strength had increased several times, but he still could not break free from this invisible imprisonment.

"Can my great Mercenary Invitation from the Shang League fall here?" The man with despair arose in his heart.

"Click!" "Click!"

A sharp pain came into my mind, and the green-robed man and the viper screamed. Their arms and thighs were twisted and broken by a force, taking an irregular shape. Wang Fan pointed a few times in the air, and the fighting spirit on the green-robed man and the viper immediately disappeared like a pierced balloon.

Their meridian acupoints were sealed by Wang Fan.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two sounds, Wang Fan still stood on the altar.

Wang Fan swept the more than 20 warriors left in the cave with cold eyes. Finally, he turned his eyes to Baron Bommon. However, when his eyes fell on Baron Bommon, he was stunned.

At this time, Baron Bommon was depressed and depressed, sitting on the ground with a gloomy eyes.

"Dad, are you really arresting these children? Do you really want to kill them all? Do you have to bear it?" At some point, Yamenger had already walked in front and looked at her father with tears in her eyes.

Ya Meng'er felt that the person in front of her was so strange. He was his father. He was the father who was sick when he was a child and who could not sleep at night. But what did the person in front of her do? He was careless and even didn't let such a young child go. Is he still his father?

"Ya'er, come back, he is no longer your father? He has changed. For power and for his own future, he has become a demon, a demon who does everything!" The baubles' cold voice came.

Yamenger shook her head, tears couldn't help falling. She slowly walked to Baron Bommon and grabbed Baron Bommon's arm. She begged, "Dad, tell me, you were forced, it's not what you want. Tell me, tell me."

Baron Pomon raised his head in pain, looked at his daughter, and looked at his wife standing in the distance, staring coldly at her wife. He smiled bitterly: "So what if you were forced? I am the lord, and I have to bear the main responsibility for this matter. Although we are already the boundary of the Alliance of Light, those who believe in the Demon God will still be killed. If this happens, I am very glad that you have not been involved."

After saying that, Baron Bommon stood up shakingly and actually knelt down at Wang Fan.

"Sir, I don't ask you to forgive me. Although they are going to do your good deeds, I don't know. But please take care of my family. They are innocent." Bomeng begs Wang Fan.

Wang Fan frowned. He keenly felt that Baron Bommon had already had the idea of ​​suicide. But how could he stop it?

After Bommon finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and said to the bapho who was standing far away: "Madam, I thought you had forgiven me for so many years. Unexpectedly, even if we had two children, even if it had been so long, you would still hold a grudge against me. Hehe, yes, I forced you to marry me, and I threatened you with your son Chris despicable, but don't you know that I love you. My love for you has made me crazy and made me lose my mind."

Baron Pomon was already very excited when he said this. He waved his hands, his fat body trembling, and a fanatical expression appeared on his face.

"God can tell, my love for Lisa Lelen is pure and flawless. For you, I am willing to be driven by them and do one wrong thing after another. I have hesitated and hesitated, but when they threatened to kill you, I surrendered and I was scared. I am really afraid, I am so afraid that they will really take action and let you leave me forever. And our children, they are still young. How can I bear to be hurt at a young age? Cough cough!!"

Baron Bommon coughed suddenly, and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. However, he didn't care at all.

"Dad, don't say anything more! Mom, talk quickly. You said you forgive dad, you said quickly!" Yamenger grabbed her father's clothes with tears in her eyes, turned around, and begged to her mother.

The Baroness's face changed slightly, she opened her mouth but said nothing.

Yamenger suddenly knelt down in front of Wang Fan and begged: "Mr. Colin, please, please spare my father. He is innocent and he was forced. Please let him go for my sake. As long as you are willing to let my father go, I, I am willing to be your slave. Please."

Baron Pomon gently stroked Yameng'er's head, and tears came over: "Good boy, get up, this matter is irreversible. Even if this adult bypasses me, those temple priests will be found. The only way is to die. As long as I die, they will not hold you accountable. Ahem."

As he said, more blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

Wang Fan sighed and said, "Why are you doing?" He knew that Baron Bommen was poisoned.

At this time, a childish male voice came from outside: "Dad, Dad, where are you?"

A thin figure broke in from outside. It was the young master. He first saw his mother and then saw his father spitting blood. He was shocked and cried in fear: "Dad, what's wrong with you? How can you vomit blood? Who will save your father? Who will save my father?"

Baron Bomon showed a gratified smile on his face and waved to the child: "Call, come here."

The young master wiped his tears with one hand and ran to his father, with colorful faces on his face.

"Good kid, good kid. In the future, dad is gone, you must live a good life with your mother. Don't be naughty anymore, don't contradict your mother, and don't go out at will. Do you know?" Baron Pomon's voice became weaker and weaker.

The young master shook his arm: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't sleep!"

Baron Bommen's breath became weaker and weaker. Finally, he held on and knelt in front of Wang Fan, "Sir, please agree to my last request?"

"You said?" Wang Fan said seriously.

Bomeng grabbed his son and said to Wang Fan: "Please accept him as his disciple, okay?"

Looking at Baron Bommon's pitiful look, Wang Fan couldn't bear to refuse him, although he knew that his son actually did not have any talent for cultivation.

"Okay, I can accept him as a registered disciple."
Chapter completed!