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Chapter 2011 The feeling of deja vu (800 fruits

"Whoosh!"

Lin Fan suddenly looked at Mo Yuan, his eyes full of vigilance, "Senior Mo Yuan, I wonder what help you want from this junior?"

"Haha, you are quite vigilant." Mo Yuan laughed.

But to Lin Fan, this smile was extremely eerie and terrifying.

"Little friend, actually what I want you to help me with is just a small matter. I think your body is of good quality, so why not dedicate it to me!" Mo Yuan's expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, and he was so elegant and easy-going just now.

He had already disappeared without a trace, and his whole body exuded an extremely powerful aura of hostility, becoming like a fierce ghost. He looked at Lin Fan with malicious intent, and approached him step by step, his voice becoming extremely cold.

"I have been waiting for a million years for today!"

"I won't be polite to you in this physical body. Don't worry, I will give you a happy life."

"The matter of seizing a body can be completed in an instant, and it won't cause you any pain."

Mo Yuan said as he approached Lin Fan.

"Roar!!!"

The two divine dragons above their heads also let out bursts of dragon roars, and followed Mo Yuan as they approached Lin Fan.

The dragon's mouth opened wide and his gaze was fixed on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan instinctively wanted to retreat, but found that he was imprisoned in place by an invisible force and could not control himself at all.

He could only watch Mo Yuan approaching step by step.

"Mo Yuan! You, a majestic saint, actually want to do such a thing that harms the harmony of heaven and earth!" Lin Fan shouted.

Seizing one's home harms the harmony of heaven. Such behavior is not tolerated by heaven.

Although one can live another life by taking one's body, after taking one's body, bad karma will result. It's not that there will be no retribution, it's just that the time has not come yet.

All actions of seizing a body, even if successful, will not end well and will most likely end in a violent death.

Mo Yuan naturally understands this truth.

But he doesn't care.

Seizing the body will only mean that there will be retribution at some time in the future, but if he does not seize the body, Mo Yuan will not even have a future.

Soon, Mo Yuan walked up to Lin Fan. He smiled sinisterly at Lin Fan and said, "Don't worry, after I swallow your soul, I will take over your body. From now on, I will live for you."

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Obviously, Mo Yuan did not understand spiritual consciousness. He thought that Lin Fan in front of him was the same soul body as him.

After finishing his words, Mo Yuan raised his hand and stretched it towards Lin Fan.

"Old Mo Yuan, how dare you!" Lin Fan's eyes were about to burst and he roared crazily.

At this moment, Lin Fan was really panicked.

The other party is a saint.

A former saint.

Although he was seriously injured, and even though tens of thousands of years had passed, his strength was still far superior to Lin Fan's.

Faced with such a strong man seizing his body, Lin Fan felt an unprecedented crisis.

However, Lin Fan has never been one to sit still and wait for death.

Even if his opponent is far stronger than him, he will never lack the courage to resist.

From the beginning of Zhu Tianxing to the recent Xie Tian, ​​Lin Fan has encountered countless powerful enemies along the way. Many times, in the eyes of others, Lin Fan was certain to die, but in the end he had the last laugh.

, or Lin Fan.

He believes that this time, there will be no exception!

Lin Fan frantically ran the Hongmeng Founding Technique, and powerful infuriating energy surged up.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi surged out from Lin Fan's body as if it were boiling.

Lin Fan knew very well that when faced with the Saint's attempt to seize the body, no matter whether it was Samadhi True Fire, spiritual combat skills, boundary-suppressing monuments, etc., all the trump cards were useless. The only thing Lin Fan could count on was Hongmeng Purple Qi!

The mysterious and powerful Hongmeng Purple Qi is Lin Fan's only chance.

Fight!

Lin Fan gritted his teeth.

The purple air flow was rolling and surging, pouring out of Lin Fan's body.

"Huh? Still want to resist? It's useless, you still..."

Mo Yuan smiled disdainfully, and each of his eyes emitted a strange black light, shooting towards Lin Fan.

But something unexpected happened to him.

After the black light touched the Hongmeng purple energy, it decomposed directly!

That's right, it's decomposition.

The moment those two black lights came into contact with the Hongmeng purple energy, they fell apart and disappeared completely.

It's like small drops of water dripping onto red-hot iron.

It disappears instantly upon contact.

Moreover, the remaining black light shrank back in panic as if it had seen a natural enemy, and instantly retracted back into Mo Yuan's eyes.

"ah!"

Mo Yuan let out a scream, covered his eyes with his hands, and staggered back as if struck by lightning.

"Bang!"

Mo Yuan hit the bronze door hard.

The bronze door was shaken by the impact, and the two round handles on the door panel banged against the door panel.

"you……!"

Mo Yuan was leaning against the bronze door, his eyes tightly closed. There was obvious redness and swelling around his eye sockets, and tears were flowing out.

It looked like he had been severely burned.

This is completely the result of Mo Yuan's own consequences.

The two black rays he emitted were specifically designed to restrain the soul body and have an obvious corrosive effect on the soul body. Mo Yuan originally wanted to use this black ray to deal with Lin Fan, and then he could easily seize Lin Fan's body.

's physical body.

As a result, the black light was forced back by the Hongmeng purple energy, causing Mo Yuan himself to be corroded by the black light.

But Mo Yuan is a saint after all. Although the feeling of being corroded by the black light is not pleasant, it is just uncomfortable and not enough to cause him too much trouble.

Mo Yuan blinked and slowly recovered, staring at Lin Fan.

His eyes were red, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

It really works!

Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

At this time, the corners of Mo Yuan's mouth twitched twice, and he spread out his arms, like a roc spreading its wings, and flew towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's mind was trembling, and he quickly controlled the Hongmeng Purple Qi, surging around him, forming a whirlwind around him, and firmly protecting himself inside.

The next moment, Mo Yuan had already arrived.

His right hand was like a claw, and he grabbed Lin Fan.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

As soon as Mo Yuan's hand touched the Hongmeng Purple Cyclone Wind, a sound similar to corrosion came out instantly.

"ah!"

Mo Yuan screamed and quickly retreated.

Appeared a hundred meters away in an instant.

Mo Yuan looked down.

Half of the palm of his right hand was covered in blood and flesh, and all five fingers were ulcerated. Even the white finger bones were exposed at the finger joints.

"What a terrifying corrosive power, it can actually corrode the soul of a saint!"

Mo Yuan was extremely shocked.

The Holy Soul is the most powerful and stable soul in the world. Even thunder and fire from heaven and earth cannot cause any harm to it, but this mysterious purple energy can actually easily corrode the Holy Soul!

If Mo Yuan had taken one step slower to retreat, half of his body might have been corroded.

But soon, something happened that shocked Mo Yuan even more.

Mo Yuan felt a mysterious energy gathering on his palm, and saw that the corroded palm recovered quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yuan's hand returned to normal, and there was still a lot of energy left, running in his body.

Wherever the energy passes, there is warmth.

This feeling... seems familiar.

Suddenly, Mo Yuan's pupils tightened.

He remembered.


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