Chapter 3057 Shen Cang Makes Meritorious Service

Seize the body?

When Langtian felt the bloody light, his expression changed drastically. When he heard the sound, he became even more panicked.

Xiao Fan is only at the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm. No matter how strong his soul power is, he is still at the peak of the Great Emperor Realm. If the Seventeenth Ancestor wants to seize Xiao Fan, how can Xiao Fan be able to defeat him?

"Get out of here!" Lang Tian roared angrily. As a powerful Saint Emperor, he was at a loss at this moment.

Soul attack is the most mysterious and weird attack. If it were just an ordinary soul attack, Langtian could still stop the Seventeenth Ancestor.

However, at this moment, the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor directly entered Xiao Fan's mind, and even he had no way to do anything about it.

It is impossible for his soul to enter Xiao Fan's mind. In that case, the souls of the two powerful Saint Emperor realms will fight in Xiao Fan's consciousness space, and Xiao Fan will only die faster.

"Haha, I am the ultimate winner!" The seventeenth ancestor's proud voice sounded, and then he fell completely silent.

"It's over, it's over!" Yu Qizi's face turned pale and he was trembling.

He and Xiao Fan didn't know that there was a Forbidden God Soul Locking Seal, but there was also a master-servant contract. If Xiao Fan died, he wouldn't be able to survive.

Shen Cang's face was gloomy, and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength. He let out a long sigh: "Hey, is this life?"

After the words fell, Shen Cang's eyes suddenly fell on a ruins not far away, where a bloody corpse was lying.

The corpse was none other than the body of the Seventeenth Ancestor. It had been struck by the Time and Space Dzi Bead before and was extremely injured.

Shen Cang took a deep breath and walked over slowly. Since Xiao Fan was certain to die, he had to express his feelings in front of the Seventeenth Ancestor, so that Lang Tian would not destroy the Seventeenth Ancestor's body in anger.

But at this moment, Langtian didn't care about the body of the Seventeenth Ancestor. His eyes were fixed on Xiao Fan, and he kept angrily cursing the Seventeenth Ancestor, although he also knew that it was of no use.

"Brother Xiao, don't worry, I will definitely find the Soul Flower of the Past and save you." He stood only a few dozen feet away from Xiao Fan, ready to attack Xiao Fan at any time.

If Xiao Fan was really captured by the Seventeenth Ancestor, Langtian would kill the Seventeenth Ancestor without hesitation.

Xiao Fan's soul had just been taken away, so he was definitely not completely dead yet. As long as he knew the soul flower of the past life, he could bring Xiao Fan back to life.

At this time, Xiao Fan was sitting cross-legged on the bronze coffin of Zhenshi, and his mind instantly sank into the space of consciousness.

Although he has the ability of soul immunity, the Seventeenth Ancestor is not in the Great Emperor realm, but in the Saint Emperor realm. He doesn't know if his soul immunity can withstand the attacks of the Saint Emperor realm.

In the consciousness space, the soul body exuded a faint light, and the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor blasted out a series of crazy handprints, hitting Xiao Fan's soul body.

However, Xiao Fan was unmoved and didn't even feel the tickle.

"Impossible, impossible!" The Seventeenth Ancestor's head shook like a rattle, as if he had seen something terrible.

Xiao Fan's soul opened his eyes in vain, with a smile on his lips.

When he knew that the Seventeenth Ancestor's attack on his soul body had no effect, Xiao Fan almost laughed from the bottom of his heart.

He also didn't expect that his soul immunity ability would be so powerful that it would have no effect even in the middle stage of Saint Emperor Realm.

Seize yourself?

Aren't you funny?

Any soul attack means nothing to me!

"Soul immunity, how can you have such a strong soul immunity!" The Seventeenth Ancestor attacked several more times, but Xiao Fan remained unmoved, like an old monk.

At this moment, a sense of fear rose up in the heart of the Seventeenth Ancestor. He was also a well-informed person and had seen soul immunity.

But there is a limit to soul immunity. At most, it is at the same realm, or beyond a small realm.

But now, Xiao Fan's soul immunity has made him completely despair.

It is almost immune to the soul of a large realm. What a perverted ability this is. He even thought that even the soul at the peak of the Holy Emperor realm may not be able to cause the slightest harm to Xiao Fan.

"There are too many things you don't know." Xiao Fan looked indifferent, and with a thought, countless soul storms swept away, rushing towards the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor like a substantial attack.

Although the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor is powerful, this substantial soul attack will also cause some trauma to him.

He wanted to escape from Xiao Fan's consciousness space, but he was unwilling to do so.

Even if he returns to his physical body, so what?

His physical body's blood has dried up and his lifespan is approaching, and he will probably die completely before he can use it.

This is his only chance to seize Xiao Fan's body!

If it were before, he could take away other people's bodies and even take away their Qi, but now, it is impossible for him.

Thinking that he, a high-ranking Saint Emperor, could die from such aggrievedness, the Seventeenth Ancestor felt the urge to vomit blood.

beg for mercy?

It’s not that the Seventeenth Patriarch has never thought about it, but he knows how terrifying the Shura Clan Leader is. Others may be able to accept surrender, but it is impossible for the Shura Clan Leader.

What's more, he wanted to take away Xiao Fan's body, which was an unforgivable death penalty in the Shura clan!

"We can only fight to the death!" The Seventeenth Ancestor was extremely depressed. Then, his body glowed with scarlet blood, and his aura increased several times.

If there was no soul immunity, Xiao Fan might still be a little wary, but now, Xiao Fan just looked at it coldly and made the soul attack more violent.

"Pfft!"

However, what surprised Xiao Fan was that a hole suddenly opened in his consciousness space, and the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor turned into a streak of blood and rushed out directly from the hole.

Outside, Xiao Fan suddenly stood up and shouted: "Brother Lang, grab his soul!"

When Langtian saw Xiao Fan standing up, his first thought was to attack, but the moment he heard Xiao Fan's voice, he stopped his attack.

It was at this moment of hesitation that the Seventeenth Ancestor's soul instantly broke through his defense and rushed towards the place where his body was before.

"Where is my ancestor's body?" After taking a breath, the seventeenth ancestor's angry voice echoed through the sky.

No wonder he was so angry, his dilapidated body was missing at this moment.

Xiao Fan and Lang Tian looked at each other, confused at first, and then looked at where Shen Cang was before, only to find that Shen Cang was missing.

"Clan Chief, the body of the Seventeenth Ancestor is here!" Suddenly, a voice came from Xiao Fan's feet, but at some point, Shen Cang had already hidden himself next to the bronze coffin of Zhenshi.

Moreover, in his hands was the blood-drenched and dried-up body of the Seventeenth Ancestor.

Seeing this physical body, Xiao Fan and Lang Tian were slightly stunned, and then they looked at each other and laughed. "Shen Cang, you have done a great job this time!" Xiao Fan looked up to the sky and laughed, sincerely praising him.