"Find again?" The woman laughed loudly: "Boy, you can tell how easy it is. [*] Leng Peiran is the spirit body of Kuishui. I have been wandering around the mainland for 80 million years, but I only found two. The first one was due to various reasons.

The reason is that I failed to entrust my soul. How can I give up this time?"

"Really? This is not up to you!" Ye Ning said angrily: "Do you still think that you are the divine king who dominates everything? Now, you are only a middle-level cultivator of the sect. What does this sect have to fear?"

"Really?" The woman said confidently without anger, "You can give it a try."

"good!"

The Fengshen Pen rose into the sky, and he wrote a big word "Feng" in the sky, and went towards the woman. With Ye Ning's spiritual power, this word "Feng" was enough to deal with a mid-level sect monk.

!

However, what surprised him was that before the word "Feng" came close to the woman, it slipped to the side, then turned into a wisp of spiritual energy and dissipated in the air. Ye Ning knew that as the reincarnation of a generation of divine kings, this woman would definitely

It cannot be compared with ordinary sect monks, and must have many secret skills. He used the Heaven-Shrouding Palm, and a spiritual power comparable to the best holy weapon surged out and enveloped the entire valley!

"Giggle." The woman chuckled and said, "If you don't want this body to be damaged, you'd better not use that high-grade holy weapon!"

Ye Ning's face changed greatly. He finally understood why the woman had been so confident. She shared the same body with Leng Peiran, which was tantamount to kidnapping Leng Peiran. If she couldn't even use the Heaven-Shielding Palm, let alone "Chaos"

The three unique moves of "Lie Quebo" were used. For a moment, Ye Ning was at a loss what to do!

At this time, Yun Yan said timidly: "Master, don't be impatient. When the mistress wakes up, maybe there will be a solution!"

The woman's expression changed. It seemed that Yun Yan had hit the mark.

"That's right!" She suppressed her smile and said coldly: "When Leng Peiran is awake, with your method, you can indeed seal that part of my soul! However, unless Leng Peiran never practices, otherwise, with her

As your realm improves, I will definitely wake up completely! When the time comes, I want you to look good!"

"Really?" After hearing this, Ye Ning felt as if he had taken a reassurance and felt relieved. "In this case, our sect will just wait for Xiaoran to wake up. So what if we don't practice? In this continent today, the sect's cultivation level

He is already a top-level monk, and Xiao Ran’s cultivation is enough."

"You!" the woman shouted: "The Zong's life span is only a thousand years. Are you willing to watch your wife die in front of your eyes after a thousand years?"

"You also said that we still have a thousand years to live a good life. I am not in a hurry." Ye Ning smiled evilly and said: "Who knows what will happen in a thousand years? Maybe, this sect himself will

If you can’t live that long, what’s there to worry about?”

The woman was so angry that her orifices were filled with smoke, and she fainted on the spot with a "plop". After a while, the woman slowly woke up and opened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she saw. After a while, she finally

He whispered: "Ye Lang, is it you? Is it really you?" That voice was as gentle as water, and Ye Ning's heart almost broke when she heard it.

He hugged Leng Peiran and said, "Xiaoran, it's me, it's me. I'm late."

A line of clear tears flowed down slowly.
Chapter completed!