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Chapter 162 The Falling King

The power of the remnant soul is extremely strong, and Ling Yun is not at the same level as him. Naturally, with his power, he cannot cause any harm to its remnant soul.

"Boy Ling, attack him quickly with your soul."

Youzifeng shouted anxiously. Qihun has the ability to cause damage to any soul body.

Buzz, bang

Ling Yun gathered the spirit of the black turtle, reached out and slapped the residual soul on the forehead, and really slapped the residual soul back.

"Ancient Qihun, who are you?"

Remnant Soul was very surprised. He was injured by Ling Yun's Qi Soul, but the power that hurt him was the innate power of Xuan Turtle Qi Soul, the ancient power.

"Disciple of Tianyi Four Symbols Sect. Who are you?"

Ling Yun asked after regaining his breath, holding the black turtle soul tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any time.

"Boy, this guy was definitely top-notch powerful when he was alive. Judging from his power, he may be above the Daluo realm. However, the power of the remnant soul at this moment should only be less than one thousandth, but it also has human-level and above.

Your strength and combat effectiveness are comparable to those at the Earth level. But your soul is not simple either."

Youzifeng never thought that Ling Yun's soul could defeat the remnant soul with human-level strength in one move.

"You don't even know me, so what are you doing here?"

Remnant Soul screamed. He thought Ling Yun was the person who caused the annihilation of his former power, so he immediately attacked Ling Yun when he saw him.

"Senior, I misunderstood. This junior just understood the formation outside and accidentally broke in. Please forgive me, senior."

"I can bear witness"

The Bone-Eating Insect opened its mouth to help Ling Yun confirm.

"It's you. You can actually speak."

Remnant Soul really didn't notice that there was a purple python and a worm on the ground just now. He focused on the bone-eating worm. He had seen the bone-eating worm before.

"The Bone-Eating Insect mutated because it ate the Eternal Immortality Tree."

Ling Yun then explained.

"I see. Although the Bone-Eating Insect is a magical beast, it is no more than a thousand years old and no more than five levels. This is your creation. Boy, what is going on with your soul and why do you have ancient power?"

Although Remnant Soul is afraid of Ling Yun's Qi Soul, as long as Ling Yun's current cultivation level is too weak and as long as he doesn't get close, Ling Yun will not be able to use Qi Soul to attack him.

Ancient power, this is a power that no longer exists. Currently, the four late-stage soul infant disciples who were knocked unconscious by Ling Yun have not yet woken up.

But even if they die, they don't care about Ling Yun.

"This junior doesn't know. This is my soul, but I have never practiced any soul skills. Does the senior know my soul?"

"Idiot, idiot. Why does the ancient soul need soul skills? Just smash it over..."

Remnant Soul seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said. He seemed to have taught Ling Yun how to use the Black Turtle Spirit to attack him from a distance.

"Boy Ling, what he said makes sense. Just hit him as soon as he comes over."

Youzifeng also heard what the remnant soul said, and couldn't help but remind Ling Yun. Ling Yun immediately prepared to attack in case he was attacked by the remnant soul. The power of the remnant soul was far greater than his, even if he used it at a faster speed.

It is possible to defeat him. The only way to deal with the remnant soul is to rely on the black turtle soul in his hand.

"The sixth-level bone-eating worm, the fifth-level purple electric silver python, boy, your luck is really unreal. No, why is it purple and not silver?"

Remnant Soul realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he stepped back ten feet and looked at the Bone-eating Insect and the Purple Lightning Silver Python. With his sharp eyesight, it was not difficult to recognize the origin of the Purple Lightning Silver Python.

At the same time, he could also see the symbiosis between the purple electric silver python and Lingyun. What surprised him was that the color of the little purple python had not changed.

From the nascent purple, it turns into silver.

There was no way to explain this Ling Yun. You Zifeng had speculated before that the little purple python might have mutated because of his father, and was no longer a pure purple electric silver python.

"If you dare ask me, senior, please give me your surname."

Ling Yun asked.

"Hmph, I am Li Yunlong, the master of the Falling Heaven Palace."

Remnant Soul said with a high and arrogant look, but he met someone who had never heard of the Fallen Heaven Palace. The Fallen Heaven Palace was the number one overlord in the Eastern Region three thousand years ago, and he was also the number one expert in the Beizhou Continent.

, the same era as Old Man Douluo.

"You haven't heard of it, how is it possible? Have you heard of the Falling Supreme Being?"

Remnant Soul yelled and even told him about his title in the past, but Ling Yun still shook his head. That happened three thousand years ago. Even in Beizhou Continent, few people as old as Ling Yun had heard of it.

than his famous name.

"This junior has never heard of it."

"Please, that Fallen King, are you stupid? It's been three thousand years, and I haven't even been born yet. How could I have heard of your name?"

The Bone-Eating Insect started complaining. How old is Ling Yun? How could he know his name as the Fallen King?

"You are destined to come here. Boy, you are willing to worship me as your teacher."

The remnant soul of Falling Heaven King asked, he has been dead for three thousand years, and the remnant soul has been preserved precisely because of the Eternal Evergreen Formation. Now that he meets a thief who is not the former one, he naturally belongs to the destined person, and the destined person comes here to pass on his mantle.

, reasonable.

"Senior, please forgive me. I have already worshiped someone else as my master, and I have sworn that I will never worship another master again for the rest of my life."

Ling Yun solemnly said that it was not that he ignored the opportunity in front of him, but that it was a matter of the bottom line of character. If someone always worships someone as his teacher, what is the difference between someone who always accepts someone as his father?

"Idiot, didn't you hear what that bug said? I am the fallen king from three thousand years ago. How can your bad master compare to me?"

The remnant soul of Fallen Heaven King has great opinions on what kind of existence he was during his lifetime. There are probably few people in the entire Beizhou Continent who can compare with him.

"My master is also a strong man from three thousand years ago, and is by no means weaker than his predecessors."

Ling Yun said with great certainty,

"Nonsense, three thousand years ago, there were only ten people in the entire five continents who could stand shoulder to shoulder with me. There were only three people who could defeat me. Tell me who it is."

The remnant soul of Fallen King screamed. He was the strongest man in Beizhou Continent, and Beizhou Continent respected him three thousand years ago. There were only three people in the world who could defeat him, and he knew all three of them.

It's too difficult to deceive him.
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