I'm an Ancestor In Fantasy

In the dark void, a terrifying energy frenzy suddenly erupted, and immediately, a Daoist figure flew out in a panic. Although Lin Xuan did not choose to take the offensive of Jiang Chen and others, he was still caught by this energy wave. The whole body was boiling with energy and blood, and he still suffered a lot of internal injuries, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! Just wait, it won't be long before this old man will be able to step into Transformation God, and then, this old man will show you what real despair is!"

Lin Xuan wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, let out a cold snort, and immediately flicked his sleeves fiercely, his figure flickered again and again, and he rushed directly to the depths of the void.

Fortunately, the harvest this time is not small, and it still devoured the flesh and blood of Luo Yang, a powerful man at the level of a heavenly king. Although it is not as useful as the flesh and blood of Demonic Beasts of the same Realm, at least it can be used to restore the injuries in his body. But it is completely enough, and it can even make his Cultivation Base slightly more refined.

After spending decades recuperating from his injuries again, Lin Xuan finally found the God Transformation Remnant Soul. Not surprisingly, this time should be the last conversation. Next, it should be a showdown!

I hope that after preparing for so many years, I can catch the opponent by surprise. Lin Xuan has already begun to look forward to seeing the look of horror on the opponent's face after his showdown.

"Hehe, you're finally back..."

The voice from the statue was as old as ever, but Lin Xuan could tell that there was obviously a hint of excitement in the other party's voice.

"This is the soul source you need"

Lin Xuan coldly opened his mouth, and immediately threw the soul source in his palm towards the statue, and finally submerged into the statue strangely, and was swallowed by the other party.

"Should be enough?"

Seeing that the other party devoured the soul source brought by him without hesitation, Lin Xuan sneered again and again in his heart, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and asked with a light smile.

"Hehe, don't worry, this seat is also the existence of the God Transformation Realm, how can I deceive a mortal like you..."

In the statue, there was another wild laugh, "However, if I want to fully recover my strength, there is still one thing missing." "West"

"Hmph! What's the difference?! Could it be that I still want the old man to collect the soul source of the peak Tianjun?"

Lin Xuan's complexion changed slightly. Obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with the other party's answer.

"Hahaha! This seat is still short of a suitable body, mortal, please offer your body, this seat will take your body to the God Realm, it is not considered that this seat has violated the promise I made to you at the beginning !"

Accompanied by this extremely excited laugh, the statue trembled violently, crackling and bursting countless cracks, and countless golden lights shot out. The next moment, the statue burst suddenly, and a golden light and shadow rushed towards Lin Xuan's body. The eyebrows rushed away.

"Explode the old man!"

The moment the golden light and shadow flashed out of the statue, the dissatisfied look on Lin Xuan's face reversed in an instant, with an incomparably strong sneer, and at some point, his eyebrows had already raised, and he immediately let out a low drink.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force violently surged up from the golden light and shadow's body, and the swift and violent figure trembled violently, and was directly knocked back to its original shape, turning into a blurred golden streak silhouette.

"puff!"

A mouthful of pale golden soul light spewed out from the figure's mouth, and with just one blow, he was severely injured, and before he could even react at all, he was hit by this strange force in his body. caught off guard.

"Hahahaha! Do you think the old man will really believe your nonsense? Do you really think that the soul origin of the old man is so easy to swallow?!"

As soon as the move was successful, Lin Xuan turned around and laughed again and again, purple light burst out from his palm, and immediately flipped his big palm [that is, he grabbed the ten remnant souls in front of him viciously.

He has waited for too long, and he is bound to win this ray of soul-transforming soul. This move has used all his strength, and the vast aura belonging to the peak Tianjun level is completely revealed at this moment.

"How is it possible! You, you!"

"How could you be a mere mortal and be able to hide from my eyes?!"

Whether it's Lin Xuan's backhand left behind in these soul origins, or Lin Xuan's peak Tianjun's strength displayed at this moment, these two changes, no matter which one, are far beyond his imagination.

Although he is the existence of God Transformation Realm, after all, there is only a ray of remnant soul left, and his strength is not one, so he is stronger than the ordinary peak Tianjun, roughly equivalent to Qin Tian

Or the level of the Golden Winged Peng King and the Scarlet Flame Lion King.

Especially after being hit hard by the backhand left by Lin Xuan, the strength he can display is even more pitiful, so how can he be Lin Xuan's opponent.

Even if he burst out with countless divine powers, however, when he encountered the purple light in Lin Xuan's hand, he was shocked to find that his omnipotent divine power was like a cow in a quagmire, unable to stir up any waves at all, but instead It was suppressed tightly, as if facing a powerful god, feeling powerless.

"Jie Jie, don't do any more unnecessary struggles, it's useless, just obediently be swallowed by the old man!"

Lin Xuan grabbed it with his big hand, and mobilized the mysterious dao accumulation in his body, turning it into a strange purple energy, like a giant cocoon, firmly wrapping this ray of remnant soul in and sealing it.

Lin Xuan did not choose to devour it directly, but chose to consume it little by little. After all, it is a God Transformation Realm-level existence, and if one is not careful, it will capsize in the gutter.

But even so, Lin Xuan could still feel a majestic force constantly impacting his Cultivation Base bottleneck. In just a few breaths, the improvement brought about by these energy impacts was enough to rival countless years of penance.

With a grin on his face, Lin Xuan hurriedly sat in the Lotus Position in the void, trying his best to refine the huge divinity contained in this ray of remnant soul. This is the core source of power of a God Transformation Realm. The God Transformation Realm, which lost its divinity, is just a paper tiger with its teeth pulled out and its claws broken.

And this sitting lasted for thousands of years, even for a strong man at the level of a heavenly monarch, thousands of years can be regarded as an extremely long time.

Even for old antiques like the Golden Winged Peng King and the Scarlet Flame Lion King, after Qin Tian, ​​they finally couldn't survive the years of washing (did Zhao) brush, completely exhausted their lifespan a thousand years ago, sat into the ancestral land of their respective ethnic groups.

As these two masters, who can be said to be the most powerful fighters in the Tianling Continent, sat down one after another, it caused a lot of turmoil. Fortunately, there were many superpowers headed by Wu Zong and the restraint of various demon kings. No real confusion was caused.

The only thing that can make them feel at ease is that for thousands of years, Lin Xuan has not even shown up at all, as if he has completely disappeared from this continent without a trace.

Although I don't know what crazy things this lunatic is plotting, but at least, for thousands of years, without the disturbance of a lunatic like Lin Xuan, the entire Tianling Continent has calmed down a lot.

However, only Jiang Chen and Zhou Xiner and a few other top powerhouses understand that it is absolutely impossible to give up so easily based on the opponent's behavior. When the opponent reappears, what will follow will inevitably It was an unimaginably fierce battle. .