Three hundred and ninetieth nine chapters nine snakes
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Chapter 399 Nine Serpents
Before Fu Shen could answer, Tang Qing, who had been silent for a long time, slowly said: "It is said that this person once had a good relationship with the last head of the Kan family, Kan Huaisheng's grandfather. Perhaps it was because of this relationship that he
Let him follow you all the way here."
Liszt sighed unconsciously. He couldn't control a person with this kind of role.
Judging from the calm and gentle look of the old guy, it seems that he is not a fuel-efficient lamp after all. If he really takes action, even Xiao Lian will not be able to compete.
Everyone's expressions couldn't help but be shocked at the sudden appearance of the strongest person so far near the end.
It seems that today’s battle has not really come to an end yet!
In a very inconspicuous place among the crowd, Su Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man from afar, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
He discovered that this person's soul power cultivation was on par with his current self! This is really rare.
You must know that his sea of souls broke through to the realm of soul lords millions of years ago.
Although that battle caused him indelible damage, it was ultimately thanks to the power of his soul and the wonderful use of his skills that he was able to be reborn a million years later. During this period of time, he had
He has returned to the realm of spiritual elder cultivation.
At this level, if you compare it to the level of Chaos Cultivation, it cannot be compared to the Chaos Heavenly Lord.
This is also the reason why Xiao Lian has always been very wary of him. We are all smart people, we all know each other's details, and we all understand that if there is a fight, no one is absolutely sure of winning.
Therefore, unless it is absolutely necessary, we will not take the risk and choose to take a gamble, because it will be of no benefit to both of us.
He originally thought that he was here today to see how the golden holy dragon carried out its massacre. So far, everything had developed pretty much as he had guessed, but the sudden appearance of the old man really frightened him.
A strong man who has stepped into the Chaos God with one and a half feet, and has cultivated the power of his soul to the level of an elder, is indeed not to be underestimated.
Su Xingchen unconsciously raised a smile. He was suddenly looking forward to how the dragon would deal with the situation in front of him this time.
In the field, Xiao Lian looked at the old man with a somewhat deep look, wary of the subtle aura fluctuations that could not be sensed on his body without careful observation.
At this time, Long Pingzhan also looked at him with the same eyes.
After practicing for hundreds of thousands of years, he has never seen such a young Wonton Heavenly Lord. His combat power is still so terrifying, and more importantly, he has not guessed his true identity so far.
He slowly walked down from the void, as if he only took one step and stood opposite Xiao Lian a few feet away.
She looked at him with a puzzled face and said with a half-smile: "Haha, it's really interesting. I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but I don't even know what kind of chaotic spiritual beast you are from. You are really mysterious!"
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There was a hint of disdain deep in Xiao Lian's eyes. It was ridiculous that these people liked to rank themselves in front of him.
To him, when it comes to qualifications, everyone here is rubbish, including Xingchen.
Seeing that he had no reaction to his words, the old man was not angry. He smiled lowly, stroking his beard and looked back at Kan Huaisheng: "Step aside, leave this place to me."
A smile immediately appeared on the latter's face, and he hurriedly raised his hands and nodded: "Then I'll leave it to you, senior!"
As he spoke, he immediately retreated. After one glance at him, the six people around him also retreated in the same manner.
The scene suddenly turned into a scene where Long Ping was beheading one person and silently confronting the four people led by Xiao Lian. He stared at Fu Shen with squinted eyes for a long time, and then asked calmly: "Are you Fu Shen?"
Fu Shen paused for a moment, then nodded in confusion.
Everyone is a cultivator with a genius background in Moxue Space. We have all heard of these names.
The old man stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "Yes, we have reached the late stage of Chaos Heavenly Lord."
His greetings made the expression on Fu Shen's face more complicated. He could only smile and nodded, not knowing what to say in response. After all, the two of them were in an antagonistic relationship now!
Seemingly seeing his difficulty, the old man withdrew his gaze with a smile, stared at Xiao Lian and said calmly: "Young man, I'm afraid I'm the only one who can fight with you here today. Just let others, don't
Come and interfere."
"Okay." Xiao Lian said as he raised his eyes. The two of them looked at each other calmly in the air. With just one glance, they both saw the threat the other had given them.
When Liszt and others saw this, they withdrew without hesitation. In mid-air, only the figures of an old man and a young man were left.
Without the obstruction of others, the old man finally began to take action. He clasped his hands in front of him, and a hidden force was brewing.
Xiao Lian narrowed his eyes slightly, and it was not difficult to see from the fluctuations in the opponent's body that he decided to use the power of his soul to deal with himself.
Suddenly, a surge of arrogance instantly rose from his eyes.
Millions of years ago, Cheng Jue had a title in the Chaos Star Universe, that is, the strongest person in the power of soul. If the disciple of the most powerful person lost to an ordinary person in the power of soul, wouldn't he be the most powerful person in the world?
Lose Master’s face?
With a decisive mentality, he suddenly closed his eyes. His hands were folded in front of him. Unlike Long Pingzhan, what he had in his hands was a somewhat complicated ancient seal, and he muttered silently.
It contains obscure formulas.
The duel between the two was unexpectedly calm.
The people below had been waiting with bated breath for a long time, but they saw that they were still brewing, which made them a little anxious.
Kuang Yuanba couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his head and said: "What's going on? Should we fight again? There's been no movement for so long?"
Xu Lie squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "This is a contest of soul power. It seems calm now, but everyone is preparing for a big move. Look at the space around the two of them, it is slowly becoming distorted.
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"Why is this?" Ah Xuan also raised his head and asked curiously.
Su Ran explained: "This should be because the power of the soul is too strong, and the surrounding space is deformed due to oppression, right?"
"Yes." Xu Lie nodded and said, "This is the real contest between the powerful soul powers."
Yu Boyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I didn't expect that Brother Lian's cultivation level is already so powerful, and the cultivation of soul power is not to be spared!"
Xu Lie sighed softly: "But the old man's cultivation level is not weaker than that of Brother Lian at all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone became even more nervous. Looking at the two breaths in the air that gradually became competing with each other, their hearts tugged together.
In mid-air, the aura around Long Pingzhan seemed to have finished charging up.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the powerful soul power surged like a flood that burst a dam, transforming into nine large green snakes with ferocious faces, shaking their bodies, spitting out snake letters, and pounced towards him with claws and fangs.
Where the big snake passed by in a circling and winding way, there were streaks of gray-black light.
Everyone who has the impression of the previous scene knows that this is what the space looks like!
Xiao Lian opened his eyes, still with the same indifferent expression. At this time, he had constructed a complex seal in his hand. When he popped it out with his backhand, it looked like a small tower.
The small tower is golden in color, exuding a dark golden color throughout. Thin rubbles are stacked one after another, and the four corners are raised cornices. It is as lifelike as the real tower body, delicate, compact, and very lifelike.
Everyone below looked at it in confusion. No one knew what was going on after the young man spent so much effort to transform himself into a tower.