Chapter 2091 Soul

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On the mountain peak, Ling Xian frowned, puzzled.

For the foreign saints, the ancestors are naturally the most important person, followed by those who are expected to become enlightened, and then the contemporary saints.

Therefore, Ling Xian couldn't figure out why the saints would send important descendants into the universe.

"Correct two points, first, I am not the strongest successor."

"I am indeed a descendant of the Holy Clan, and my strength is comparable to that of the strongest heir, but I follow my mother's surname and have little to do with that clan."

"Second, don't give money to the ninth-level monks in the universe."

"I've been here for a few days, and I met three ninth-level experts, but none of them recognized my identity."

Meng Lang took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said, "I used my secret method to hide my original aura, and I also used some means to suppress the body of the primordial beast. I didn't expect that you would see through it."

"It's not for nothing to go to a foreign land." Ling Xian said lightly, he knows the original aura of people in a foreign land very well, if he can't see it, then it's a waste of time to go there.

"It was indeed not in vain. Not only did I get the original power of the two forbidden places, but I also won precious breathing time for the universe."

Meng Lang smiled and said, "I admire you very much. Not everyone has the guts to be an enemy of several great saint clans, and not everyone can retreat completely. Ask yourself, I can't do it."

"Is it…"

"With your astonishment, even if you take your mother's surname, your status in the saint clan will not be low. If there is nothing important, that saint clan will never let you take risks."

Ling Xian glanced at Meng Lang lightly, and said, "So, tell me your purpose."

"Guess." Meng Lang smiled charmingly.

"It's for the source of the gods." Ling Xian looked indifferent, and the main fighters in foreign lands took destroying the universe as their mission, so naturally they didn't want the universe to give birth to a god.

"clever."

Meng Lang smiled lightly and said, "Although a god can't afford to make waves, the foreign fighters don't want to give the universe a little hope. Therefore, I'm here to seize the source of the gods."

"That's right." Ling Xian's star eyes narrowed. Ordinary creatures have no qualifications to compete for the source of the gods. Only the strongest descendants of the holy clan can do so.

"Strange, why didn't you expect me to enter the universe?" Meng Lang frowned slightly. From the beginning to the end, he didn't see a trace of surprise on Ling Xian's face.

"Why should I be surprised?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, and said, "You Shen, you know."

"Tsk tsk, you are brave enough to call the holy ancestor by his name." Meng Lang said with a smile.

"I have seen the gloomy projection with my own eyes, and I have even fought against him."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, and said, "A few years ago, the foreign land sent two supreme beings here, you know."

"I know." Meng Lang suppressed his smile, vaguely guessing what Ling Xian wanted to express.

"I participated in the encirclement and suppression. Although I couldn't intervene, I witnessed the fall of those two supreme beings with my own eyes."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Even the projection of the saint race, the supreme real body can descend, why should I be surprised when a monk of the eighth realm enters the universe?"

Hearing this, Meng Lang froze, realizing how stupid his question was.

How can a person who has seen the projection of the saint clan, the supreme real body, be surprised by his arrival?

"Stop talking nonsense, since you are here for the source of the gods, then between you and me, one of us is doomed to perish."

Ling Xian suppressed his smile, and burst out with infinite light, like an eternal sun, blazing and dazzling.

At the same time, the aura of rigidity and fierceness swept across the eight wastelands, as if the god of war had awakened, swallowing nine heavens and ten earths with aura.

It is the fighting fairy bone.

This shocked the well-informed man's mind, his eyes almost popped out, and after that, he took a deep breath.

"Dou Zhan Xian Bone! My God, I can't be dazzled, how can the exclusive immortal bone of Dou Zhan Holy Physique appear on a person who is not Holy Physique?"

"Don't forget, he is still carrying the Burning World Immortal Bone!"

"I must have not woken up. He is obviously not a holy body. How could he have two immortal bones?"

Everyone exclaimed one after another, and those who didn't know about Dou Zhan's bones were also shocked.

It's really unbelievable. The reason why the word "exclusive" is added in front of the fairy bone is because it is unique to the nine holy bodies, and it is absolutely impossible for others to have it.

However, Ling Xian broke this iron law, and possessed two kinds of exclusive immortal bones, which is simply against the sky!

Therefore, everyone was shocked beyond measure, even the Demon Fairy was no exception.

If they were to know that Ling Xian still possessed the exclusive bone of the God-slaying Demon Body, they would be shocked.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Meng Lang smiled, and said, "No wonder you were able to kill Yu Juechen, you really are a monster."

"Forget the nonsense, let's fight." Ling Xian took a step forward, his black hair dancing wildly, and the sky shattered.

His aura had not increased, but everyone knew the ability to fight against the fairy bones, so no one doubted that he could fight meng lang.

"I said, I admire you very much, so I don't want to be your enemy." Meng Lang smiled charmingly.

"Your position means that you are destined to be my enemy." Ling Xian's eyes were deep. The source of gods is the hope of the universe, and he would never allow it to fall into the hands of people from other lands.

"What if I say that I didn't come for the source of the gods?"

"The old man's order is indeed for me to seize the source of the gods, but I don't want to."

Meng Lang smiled unabated, and said, "I do everything according to my heart. At least for now, I don't want to seize the source of the gods."

"What if you think about it in the future?" Ling Xian glanced at Meng Lang lightly.

"That's a matter of the future. If one day, I want to seize the source of the gods, then you and I will decide the outcome and decide whether to live or die."

With a smile on the corner of Meng Lang's mouth, he said, "Goodbye, I hope that next time we meet, you and I can have a good drink."

After the words fell, he restrained his momentum and wanted to leave.

At this moment, an indifferent word came, like thunder piercing the sky, resounding through the clouds.

"You don't want to take the source of the gods, but I want to take it."

Hearing this, Meng Lang frowned slightly and said, "Soul?"

"it's me."

The words of indifference sounded, and then, a man in black walked out from the void, with a demonic power that swallowed the sky, shocking the audience.

No matter in terms of cultivation or foundation, they were no worse than meng lang.

This made Ling Xian frowned. He didn't expect another foreigner to come, and he was a top monster not inferior to Meng Lang.

"Hun, you're here too." Meng Lang narrowed his eyes.

"If you can come, I can naturally."

"Okay, after I get rid of this person, I will talk to you about the old days."

The man whom Meng Lang called the soul spoke lightly, turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and said, "You are an amazing person, but it's a pity that you were unlucky to meet me."

Hearing this, Ling Xian didn't say anything, not because he was afraid, but because he was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person.

"Your head is very valuable. If you bring it back, I will get a lot of rewards if you think about it."

Hun glanced at Ling Xian, the ground cracked open, and a strange force descended.

Then, endless skeletons emerged, lingering in ghostly fire, extremely weird.

The most amazing thing is that every skeleton exudes the aura of the late stage of the Transcendent Realm!

This made everyone's scalps tingle, and even the Demon Fairy was moved by it.

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