Chapter 1,244 Meng Hao Opens His Eyes!

"I know a lot." Tan Lang licked his lips, his eyes gleaming.

"From this point of view, I can't just swallow you. I need to search your soul. It will definitely let me know more about the fairyland now." When Tan Lang spoke, his body shook and he chased Xuan Daozi. No matter how Xuan Daozi dodged, he caught up in an instant and raised his right hand to point again.

This time, he pointed at Xuan Daozi's chest. Amidst the roar, Xuan Daozi's chest quickly withered and rotted. He let out a shrill scream, but the vitality in his body was even more magnificent.

Xuan Daozi's face was pale and almost desperate. He could feel the breath of death emanating from the other party's fingers, but after this breath entered his body, it immediately turned into destruction. With destruction and death, he stimulated his potential and transformed flesh and blood into vitality.

The degree of pain of this method is indescribable. Xuan Daozi's eyes turned red and he immediately took action. His magical powers transformed and his magic roared, but he still couldn't fight Tan Lang.

"Tell me, what is the grudge between you and Meng Hao? It seems that you don't really want to kill him, but you want to get something..."

Tan Lang's speed was so fast that he approached again in an instant. He pointed one finger, two fingers, and three fingers. Xuan Daozi's screams spread all around, extremely shrill. His body continued to wither. His chest, arms, forehead, and many other parts, as long as they were touched by Tan Lang, immediately rotted, but strangely, no blood fell.

With rotting, there was more vitality. Xuan Daozi trembled. Tan Lang's speed was too fast. He approached again in the blink of an eye, and this time he landed on his back. The pain spread all over his body. The feeling of being transformed made him almost crazy. Knowing that he was going to die, Xuan Daozi roared. He actually chose to self-destruct.

But at the moment when he was about to self-destruct, Tan Lang pointed again ferociously. During the roar, the power of self-destruction was forcibly suppressed. Almost most parts of Xuan Daozi's body were rotten to the extreme.

His clothes had long been lost, his body was dry, and he exuded a deadly decay. He looked extremely hideous, and even the decay had begun to spread inward, causing his internal organs, bones, and meridians to rot.

"Kill me, kill me!! Please kill me!" A powerful man in the realm of Dao Lord made such a sound at this moment. It was not that his heart was not strong, nor that his Dao was not sincere, but this kind of pain. It was simply not something that a cultivator could bear.

"Go ahead, tell me what you know, and I might give you a quick death. You should know that you are not the first immortal cultivator to experience the pain you are experiencing now. In the war that year, many people had such enjoyment." Tan Lang smiled and spoke with bloodthirsty eyes. He was not a good man. At this moment, looking at the painful Xuan Daozi, he felt very comfortable in his heart.

"Daoyuan, I am doing this for Daoyuan. When I was fighting with Meng Hao, I saw him perform the Time Footwork. My origin was moved by it. I judged that if I could integrate his Time Footwork, I could give birth to a trace of Daoyuan!" Xuan Daozi screamed and spoke immediately.

As soon as he spoke, Tan Lang's eyes suddenly shrank, and his expression at this moment was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Daoyuan... That is the same supreme realm as Tatian and Dao Wuya!!" Tan Lang was shocked, he took a breath, and then his eyes showed ecstasy.

"I, Tan Lang, have had countless good fortunes in my life. Those who wanted to kill me back then were all killed by things falling from the sky. Wherever I go, there must be treasures. As long as I want it, I will definitely get it.

This time, not only did I get this precious body, but I also got the information about Daoyuan!!"

"Daoyuan, Daoyuan, the supreme realm of the fairy world, if I can get it... then practicing Tatian will definitely be twice as effective with half the effort!!" Tan Lang was excited and didn't care to continue to stimulate Xuan Daozi. He shook his body and rushed straight to Xuan Daozi. He didn't care about Xuan Daozi's horrible body that was rotting all over at the moment. He suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it on Xuan Daozi's forehead.

"Search the soul!" Tan Lang licked his lips and the magic suddenly unfolded.

He couldn't wait for Xuan Daozi to speak and wanted to find the answer himself.

Xuan Daozi's body trembled violently, and he let out a more shrill scream. All the previous severe pain was caused by the body, but now it came from the soul, causing Xuan Daozi's body to tremble and his eyes to bulge. The pain he endured was indescribable.

And Tan Lang was breathing rapidly. He quickly flipped through Xuan Daozi's memory and knew that the Immortal Realm disappeared, the Mountain and Sea Realm appeared, Jiu Feng died, and knew the Thirty-Three Days. He knew too many things that happened over the years.

Until he saw the battle between Xuan Daozi and Meng Hao, it seemed as if he was brought into Xuan Daozi's consciousness and experienced Meng Hao's footwork again.

The moment he saw this footwork, Tan Lang was stunned. He felt that this footwork was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it. He didn't pay much attention to it, but immersed himself in the feeling of Xuan Daozi's origin moving at that time.

This feeling made Tan Lang excited. In this experience, he had a strong premonition that this would be his opportunity to step into the sky! !

In his excitement, Tan Lang did not care about Xuan Daozi who he thought was doomed to die. At this moment, amidst his shrill screams, a hint of coldness that was so calm that it was terrifying flashed in his eyes.

It seemed that all those screams were separated from his true mind, as if... everything before was false, used to hide the murderous intent and coldness deep in his heart.

"I am the Taoist master. I can die in battle, but I cannot die in such humiliation!" Xuan Daozi suddenly spoke, his voice was calm, and when it echoed, Tan Lang suddenly felt a crisis in his heart.

At the moment of this crisis, Xuan Daozi suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Tan Lang, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Tianxuan Dao, a mysterious method, life and death, origin, and extinction!!" Xuan Daozi's words were vicissitudes. At the moment of his words, his body exploded, and when countless rotten flesh and blood splashed, his soul, his soul, and his origin all collapsed and shattered at this moment.

But in this collapse, his soul, his soul, and his origin condensed together in an instant, forming a huge rune!

This rune, which looked like a mysterious word, went straight to Tan Lang and was directly imprinted on his chest at an indescribable speed.

Tan Lang roared and retreated suddenly. When a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face turned pale. When he lowered his head, there was a mark of the word "Xuan" on his chest. This mark dissipated directly and merged into his body. He pursued Tan Lang's soul and bombarded directly.

Tan Lang's body shook and his face flushed. He spurted blood again, and forcibly suppressed it while roaring. He raised his right hand and grabbed the void behind him. Immediately, in the nine pillars, the shields and bells on both sides of the dried corpse flew quickly and floated in the air around him. The bells swayed and the shields emitted light, helping Tan Lang to suppress it.

Tan Lang's life source. At this moment, he also operated at all costs to drive away Xuan Daozi's crazy attack before his death, until he consumed 10%. Only then did he wipe out the word "Xuan".

But now, Tan Lang's life source is less than 20%, and the fire in his eyes is almost extinguished. His body staggered, and blood spurted out again. When he raised his head. He gasped, looking at Xuan Daozi's collapsing flesh and blood, Tan Lang gnashed his teeth.

He admitted that he was too arrogant, even a little arrogant. After he had a physical body, he seemed to have lost his previous vigilance. Under this arrogance, he ignored the murderous intent of a Taoist master in despair.

Now that I think about it, some of the pain in the other party's physical body and the shrill screams he made before should have been deliberate. The purpose was to lower his own defense, and the reason why Xuan Daozi spoke of the source of Taoism when he opened his mouth was to attract his attention, so that he could get close to him in the shock and search his soul.

Once the soul is searched, it gives the other party the opportunity to perform this desperate magic.

"You would rather die than give me a fatal blow..."

Tan Lang took a deep breath, and his eyes regained vigilance. He felt the less than 20% of the life source in his body at this moment, turned around suddenly, looked at the blue sun between the eyebrows of the mummy in the nine pillars, and smiled proudly.

"There are not many people who left a deep impression on me. This Xuan Daozi is one of them. However... he is still too naive. This method cannot kill me. If I had not been sucked away by that damn Dao fruit, I would not have lost 10% of my life essence against this method."

"However, all this is over. Open the seal, take away my Great Heavenly Venerable Yang, and merge my other half of my soul. My soul will be completely complete, no longer just half of it. Then I will kill into the other thirty-two places and obtain them one by one. When I leave...

I will have the possibility to step into the sky! Even if it is not complete, it will be half a step!" Tan Lang licked his lips and went straight to the nine pillars. He arrived in front of one of them in an instant, with expectation in his eyes. He raised his right hand and pressed it suddenly towards the pillar. As long as he fell, he was sure that he could tear open the first seal.

"Open!" He roared, and a gray shadow appeared on his right hand. It was about to fall on the pillar. Suddenly, when his right hand was only an inch away from the pillar, it suddenly stopped and trembled slowly.

Tan Lang opened his eyes wide, showing disbelief. He couldn't see that at this moment, a much smaller face suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. That face was exactly the same as Meng Hao's. It was... the real Meng Hao!

"Thank you for helping me shape my body, helping me refine magic weapons, helping me improve my cultivation, and providing such a precious source of life for my fourth Nirvana Fruit.

I also want to thank you for helping me solve these enemies." Meng Hao's voice came out faintly, echoing in his mind and in Tan Lang's mind.

"Impossible, this is impossible. I have swallowed your soul. I have burned all areas of my body and almost rebuilt my body. You can't still have a soul. This is impossible..." Tan Lang trembled. On the surface, his words were unbelievable, but secretly his cold soul burst out, trying to wipe out Meng Hao's soul that was now scattered in his body.

"Nothing is impossible. I hid it in the third Nirvana Fruit, in the Supreme Blood. You can come and find it now." Almost at the moment when Tan Lang counterattacked, Meng Hao spoke, and the fourth Nirvana Fruit suddenly burst out with a terrifying suction force that exceeded all previous levels!

Tan Lang's soul trembled, and his life source rushed away like a broken dam!

"No!! Jiufeng, it's Jiufeng, it's Jiufeng who is plotting against me!!" Tan Lang let out a shrill roar. From beginning to end, he did not feel even a trace of Jiufeng's supreme blood. It seemed that this supreme blood was invisible to him. (To be continued.)

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