Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Leave this glory to others."

Ling Xian glanced briefly at the soul body, and suddenly smiled, "No, it should be said that no one gives you a chance of glory at all."

"Pit ants, you are killing patience and speeding up your death."

"Don't worry, I have one last question."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and turned her eyes to the girl, saying: "She is also a person of the Liufeng tribe. Why didn't she die?"

"Familiar soul taste ..."

The soul body thought for a moment, and said, "She did come by boat with the people of the Liufeng tribe that year, but she was not a descendant of Tianwu."

After hearing the story, the girl was stunned. She had thought she had found out her life, but she was caught in a bigger mystery.

Ling Xian also choked.

Afterwards, he faintly realized a possibility, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised.

Whether the Liufeng Tribe adopted other people, Ling Xian didn't know, but he knew that the elder of the elder was definitely not the descendant of Tianwu.

In other words, the girl is likely to be the granddaughter of the elder!

In this way, can Lingxian not feel happy?

"She's not the blood of Tianwu. She has only the Qi-refining period. It's useless to swallow such a bad soul."

The soul body said lightly, and said, "So when those ants killed her, I didn't stop them, but just sealed her previous memory."

"So it is."

Ling Xian's eyebrows stretched out, all doubts disappeared, which made him feel comfortable and relaxed.

But the girl was angry.

She stared at the soul body, gritted her teeth and said, "It turned out that you sealed my memory, quickly unlock it for me!"

"If you say unlock, unlock? Even if you are a witch god, you are not qualified to order me." Soul body disdain, too lazy to deal with the girl.

"you!"

The girl was so angry that even Jiao's body was shaking, but she was helpless.

Seeing this, Ling Xian comforted: "Don't worry, I'll let him unlock the seal."

"Joke, don't think that you have the ancient blood of Tianzun, you are really Gaitianzun."

Soul body sneered, and said, "You're just the perfect container for me, so worry about yourself."

"I said it, and it doesn't mean it can be obtained."

Ling Xian's eyes were cold and his spirits were burning like flames. Obviously, he raised his state to the highest level.

"I also said that I didn't get what I wanted."

The soul body is domineering and speaks, although it has no body, it is a tall and mighty shore, such as the Supreme Surrender.

And its momentum is even more terrifying, like it has evolved to the level of immortals, giving people a kind of oppression from the soul.

Even Ling Xian, who had an invincible mind, felt a little shuddering.

It's not fear, it's a normal reaction, as long as it doesn't reach the level of the fairy, it will be subject to this oppression.

"This person is not trivial. In the complete state, there must be no less horrible existence than Zhenxian." Ling Xian sighed secretly, and then her expression turned to firmness.

Although the soul body is an extremely horrible existence, at this moment, after all, only the soul is left, just like the immortals in the Nine Immortals chart, it is impossible to have too much combat power.

What's more, he and the soul body are endless. There is no other way to go apart from firm conviction.

"Give up, give up your soul obediently and become my container."

The soul body said faintly, saying, "Struggling only makes me feel ridiculous."

"I think you are ridiculous."

Ling Xian was tit-for-tat, and yelled, "I have only a disabled person with a soul, but I'm sorry to call me a container?"

"As your body, accept my soul, isn't it a container?" The spirit body sneered.

"Then you are a stepping stone to my peak, and the most inconspicuous piece."

Ling Xian's words were so sharp that her soul and lungs were furious.

He stared at Lingxian sternly, and said sensibly, "You ants, you die."

"Even if I was to die, you wouldn't be eligible to take my life!" Ling Xianmu blew cold electricity, unwilling to say any more, and launched the attack first.

boom!

The sea tossed and the tremor of the void shattered. Ling Xian made three invincible punches as soon as she shot, showing the world's edge.

"Strong boxing, unfortunately, you can't play its essence!"

The spirit body is not afraid, the light is gushing, the soul storm is filled with heaven and earth, which makes Lingxian's soul hurt, and his face is a bit pale.

And his invincible fist marks, but could not hurt the soul body. Because this person is the soul, the physical attack is useless at all.

On the contrary, the power of the soul body can directly hurt his soul, and he cannot avoid it or stop him.

Therefore, Lingxian's soul was in pain and her face was a bit distorted.

"My ants, see the gap between you and me, even if I have only my soul, I will crush you!"

The soul body laughed wildly, and the storm of the soul was so clear that all sea beasts shivered and fell to the ground.

It is too powerful, and there is a fundamental difference, just like a courtier facing the emperor, it is natural to want to kneel.

Ling Xian is no exception.

However, how strong is his will, and how will he yield to the coercion of his soul?

"A little bit boned, I'd like to see how long you can hold on."

The soul body sneered, and the power of the spirit was surging, accompanied by a cold drink, directly poured into Lingxian's mind.

"Kneel me down!"

As if it were a supreme word of mouth, the true immortal purpose, these four words kept echoing in Ling Xian's mind, making him unbearable pain, but could not help but bend his legs.

Although he was desperately controlling himself, the whole man was shaking violently, but he couldn't help but bend down inch by inch.

No way, this soul coercion is too powerful, and like the true immortal soul, it is essentially higher than his soul.

Therefore, Ling Xian lost her resistance and was completely controlled by this soul coercion.

This made the girl's tears burst into tears, and her heartache was incomparable.

The soul body made it clear that he wanted to humiliate Ling Xian, let him kneel in front of himself, and give him a fatal blow mentally.

Once he knelt down, not only did he lose, but even his dignity would disappear.

This point, Ling Xian is very clear.

Therefore, he tried his best to resist the coercion of the soul, even if he was dead, he did not want to kneel!

"Hahaha, useless struggle, I said, you will submit to me." The soul body laughed wildly, full of pride.

But the next moment, his laughter came to an abrupt end.

Just as Ling Xian was about to kneel on the ground, he suddenly stopped, and then he got up inch by inch.

Every inch is very difficult, as if carrying a hundred thousand mountains, not only breathing heavily, but even crackling sounds from the bones.

However, he was unyielding and let blood soak his clothes and never gave up.

At this moment, Ling Xian did not, as ever, stand up like a supreme spine, erupting from the ground. At this moment, he is more like an ordinary person, but his strong will, even the supreme will be ashamed!

Finally, he straightened his spine, and although he was covered with blood, he was unparalleled in style and shocking.

Afterwards, a bland phrase was plainly expressed from his mouth.

"Don't say that you are just a remnant, even if you were in the heyday, don't even let me kneel!"