Chapter 1450: Hold on

Chapter One Four Five Zero

Hearing Shi Sheng's words, Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, especially the sentence "I interrupted your hands and feet, so that he can't run", almost made Xiao Fan vomit blood.

That's my physical body. If you make him unable to run, there is no need to attack him so hard. Isn't it enough to seal his cultivation base?

Seeing Shi Sheng's smug look, Xiao Fan couldn't wait to slap it to death.

But when he thought of the strength of this guy's physical body, Xiao Fan still held back. He could beat his physical body like this, and it is estimated that this little guy is the only one in the Battle Saint Realm.

Xiao Fan finally knew why he was all hairy at that time, it turned out that this little guy was beating his body wildly.

Looking at his physical body, Xiao Fan did not dare to return his soul to his body for a while. He had to be prepared to endure the pain caused by the physical body.

"You said that someone has invaded my physical body, what is going on?" Xiao Fanqiang tolerated the anger in his heart and turned away from the subject.

"It's like this..." Shi Sheng said briefly what happened, Xiao Fan frowned and his expression became solemn.

"Remember that person's voice?" Xiao Fan asked, before Shi Sheng could speak, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I will know when I return my soul."

After saying this, Xiao Fan took a few more deep breaths before he flew towards the center of his fleshly eyebrows.

"Hiss~" When the soul returned, Xiao Fan couldn't help taking a cold breath. The meridians in his body were broken, and the pain of broken hands and feet was really not something ordinary people could bear.

The bones in his body were shattered a lot, Xiao Fan couldn't imagine how ruthless Shi Sheng was. Not to mention his physical body was comparable to a divine weapon, it was almost the same.

Enduring the intense pain, Xiao Fan hurriedly used the power of immortality, and even mobilized the power of the white stone, quickly recovering from his injuries.

"Princess, I have a 9th grade dragon power pill, which may be good for Xiao Gongzi's injury." Soul Song, the second elder of the soul clan, suddenly walked not far from Ye Shiyu and took out a jade bottle respectfully.

Long Li Dan is a holy medicine for repairing meridians and replenishing blood qi. It is extremely precious to the Battle Saint Realm. The soul song is obviously meant to please Ye Shiyu when it is taken out at this time.

You don't need to think about it. After leaving the end of the world, Ye Shiyu will no longer be the soul princess, but the real soul clan patriarch.

The other six elders looked at Soul Song with envy, but unfortunately they did not have such a precious healing medicine.

"Then thank you the second elder." Ye Shiyu was also not polite, taking the Yu Ping and walking to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's body was still lying on Xiaojin's back, constantly twitching. After so many years of cultivation, apart from the last time he was injured by the thunder of the Lord of the God of War in Wushuang Holy City, he had never suffered so much. hurt.

Ye Shiyu took out a crimson pill. A blood-colored dragon surrounded the pill, exuding majestic medicinal power. Ye Shiyu gently stuffed the pill into Xiao Fan's mouth.

Long Lidan melted in his mouth, and Xiao Fan did not resist those who came. His body was seriously injured, but fortunately, his resilience was extremely terrifying.

After a long time like this, Xiao Fan was barely able to act. The moment he opened his eyes, Xiao Fan shot two bright lights in his eyes, and said with a chill in his heart: "What a **** of war, really. The organ calculation, if it weren't for me to cut off Xiaotiandi, it would be really troublesome this time, ghost, thank you."

"Eh, oh~" The ghost war soul made a tender voice.

"It's not to blame you, the Lord of the God of War hides too deep, you continue to open up the temple to prepare for a breakthrough in the God of War realm." Xiao Fan said, and then withdrew from the temple.

"Husband, are you okay?" Ye Shiyu cared, and she was also very surprised by Xiao Fan's recovery ability. If others, it is estimated that it would not be possible to resume action in a few months, but Xiao Fan could already be able to do it in just half a day. Move freely.

However, in the eyes of the elders of the soul clan, this was only the effect of the soul song's Long Li Dan.

Seeing Xiao Fan shook his head, Ye Shiyu asked again: "Husband, you brought those soul beasts and human monks?"

"The things here are over, it's time to leave now." Xiao Fan nodded. He knew the preciousness of time. Although Yin Ming took away the head of the Nine Nether Demon God, it would certainly not be delayed for long.

What he has to do now is to constantly become stronger and quickly strengthen the Asura Hall, and be ready to face the future battle. He knows that this battle is inevitable.

...

At this moment, a figure quickly traversed the dark space in nothingness. After a while, the figure stopped. If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it. This figure was the soul clan patriarch Soul Sky.

In the distance, a huge earthy-yellow star was branded in the eyes of the soul, and his eyes were full of cold colors: "If you want to continue to break through, you have to go to the land of the gods. The spirit of the war soul continent has long been cut off. , Only God’s Tribulation Land will have the opportunity to let me break through the peak of God of War."

Speaking of this, Huntian was full of terrible murderous aura: "Hmph, I blame the little bastard, I don’t want to say good things, but I used Soul Locking Orbs and Asura God Eyes to ruin my first level of cultivation. You'd better be fortunate to die. In the ancestral land, otherwise, if you see it next time, it will make you worse off than death."

Taking a deep breath, the soul sky shot out again, heading straight towards the khaki star.

Liuli Holy Island, at this moment, is very lively, with lights everywhere, because today is an extremely important day.

"The Great Elder's promotion to the position of patriarch will surely lead my soul race to glory!"

"The reason why my soul clan is declining is that there is no patriarch leading me to wait. Now the other nine elders have fallen. Apart from the great elder, who else can serve as the patriarch of the soul clan?"

"Yes, and the great elder promised that because of the heavy losses of the soul race this time, I will open the tomb of the ancestors every ten years to strengthen my soul race.

A vast square was filled with soul race monks, standing there neatly, as if waiting for someone to bring them.

However, compared to the past, there are a lot fewer soul clan cultivators, many people died under that soul-destructing storm, and many people still remain in the distance.

On the square, there is a huge altar, which is several tens of meters high. In front of the altar are steps with red carpets. On both sides of the red carpet, the soul race monks are standing.

In the crowd, stood a very inconspicuous figure, the whole person looked very haggard, she was not someone else, she was Shen Huanhen, these days, she had been blaming herself for Ye Shiyu's death, and she couldn't help herself.

"The time is here!" With a loud shout resounding across the sky, everyone suddenly looked up at the sky, and saw a dozen figures flying from a distance.

The head of the person was the great elder of the soul clan Ying's mother-in-law. She was leaning on a golden cane and wearing a crown. The whole person seemed to be several decades younger, and she looked around with a smile.

She waited for this day and waited for hundreds of years, and now no one dared to stop her, and she was naturally extremely excited.

Behind her, there are naturally her new ten elders, and their faces are full of glory. It is their lifelong dream to become the elder of the soul race.

After a while, the British mother-in-law brought the new ten elders to stand in front of the altar. Although she wanted to remain solemn, she smiled unknowingly.

"Please go to the altar!" The person who presided over the memorial ceremony shouted loudly again. Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law Ying took a step and prepared to walk towards the altar.

"Hold on!" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from a distance, and then several powerful breaths swept across.

Everyone looked at the sky blankly. At this time, they dare to stand up against the Great Elder. Isn't this looking for death?