female beast master

Chapter 243

Normally, this would be the end, but today is really a special day, the altar unexpectedly began to unfold slowly, and a larger spirit bead of gods and demons was picked out inside!

"Grandpa!" Leng Yan screamed, and saw that the spirit orb had burst, and a thicker smoke came out, changing from a phantom to a real one.

This person exudes a more powerful aura of power, and the battle formation under his feet is even stronger, and a faint silver light can be seen faintly.

This is the ultimate descendant who appears every year!
"Meng Ganrong, your strength has increased a lot!" The descendant of the god said with a wicked smile.

Meng Qianrong is the name of the ancestor. Now this name is known to very few people in the vast continent, even the few descendants of the gods just now can't call it.

But this person can!
Because, this is the person who has been perseveringly pursuing the matter of the saint from the gods and generals of the Gods and Demons Continent to the Boundless Continent, and he is considered an old enemy with the ancestor.

He was originally very powerful, and he was already the soul master at that time, but because after the god descended, his strength dropped to become the emperor of the war spirit, so that the ancestor could escape with his beloved woman again and again.

But in the end, the beloved daughter of the ancestor did not escape the fate of being taken away by this man.

This guy can be said to be the biggest enemy of the two of them!

He is Cang Yuantong from Cangshan Shenhai in the land of gods and demons.

As soon as the ancestor saw this person, his face immediately turned dark, and the spirit power that had been put away was released again, and the silver light became even more dazzling because of the anger.

The soul formation of the 36-pointed star spread out, and the momentum was magnificent. At the same time, the golden carp transformed into a golden armor, and the silver streamer in its hand was shining, and it had already formed the shape of a big knife.

This is a kind of aura, but Cang Yuantong on the opposite side snorted coldly and said, "You can also abuse our avatar. If we go to the God and Demon Continent, we won't even look at you."

"Hmph, Cang Yuantong, you will bring your real body to the vast continent! Let me kill you once!"

Cang Yuantong naturally didn't dare, and both of them were showing off their prestige with their mouths!

Leng Yan stared at this person, she heard from Long Yanxin that there was an enemy of their family in the God and Demon Continent, obviously this was it.

Cang Yuantong, right?At that time, we must go to him and kill him a hundred times!

Cang Yuantong seemed to feel a powerful murderous aura, not from Meng Qianrong who had transformed into ready to go to war in front of him, but... Cang Yuantong sized Leng Yan up and snorted softly. In his opinion, it was just How could a war spirit king have such a powerful aura?

However, this kid is quite young. He is extremely talented to become the King of War Spirit at such a young age in the Gods and Demons Continent. In a place like the Boundless Continent where the aura is thin, he can indeed be called a genius boy.

As Cang Yuantong thought about it, the purple battle power in his hand was condensed into a needle shape, but inside was a thin trace of silver soul power.

Cang Yuantong himself is very powerful, so his avatar after the divine descent is also very powerful. This avatar is the peak of Zhanling Emperor Zun, but it is only one step away from becoming the soul master.

So there is still a little bit of powerful soul power in the purple combat power.

This is a sneak attack method developed by Cang Yuantong earlier, called the needle hidden in the cotton.

He felt that this was more than enough to deal with Leng Yan, and with a flick of his finger, the purple needle-shaped dart flew over.

"It's still the old method! Never fight in a fair manner! It's really wretched!" The ancestor snorted coldly, without looking at it, and raised the silver sword in his hand.

The blade slashed on the purple needle-shaped hidden weapon, and the purple light was wrapped in silver and dissipated in an instant, but at the same time, Cang Yuantong showed an intriguing smile.

Leng Yan was originally behind the ancestor, seeing that the purple hidden weapon was blocked, but there seemed to be some silver light flashing by, so he couldn't help but dodge to the side.

However, in the end, he still didn't escape!
"Ah!" Leng Yan only felt that his arm was stabbed, and then it exploded, and his whole body was immediately stained red with blood.

Leng Yan hugged her shoulders, a flash of shock flashed in her eyes, and what surprised Leng Yan even more was that something seemed to penetrate into her meridians!
This needle-like thing rampages through the meridians, constantly destroying Leng Yan's already very tough meridians.

Leng Yan was so painful that she almost passed out, she clenched her teeth tightly, and stared at the guy with a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

It must be the ghost of Cang Yuantong.

Leng Yan had already firmly remembered that if he went to the God and Demon Continent, this guy would flog the corpse a hundred times, but he still couldn't get rid of his hatred.

When the ancestor heard Leng Yan's cry, he turned around hastily, and saw that Leng Yan's shoulder had been shattered, and Leng Yan fell to the ground in pain, with an ugly expression, obviously holding back something.

The ancestor turned around and put his hand on Leng Yan's wound, his expression became serious, he handed Leng Yan to Leng Yi, stood up, and looked at Cang Yuantong with a pair of cold eyes.

"Cang Yuantong, you actually used this method!"

"The winner is king and the loser Kou, she is weak, but I don't like her being strangled to death in the cradle when she becomes stronger. I like this kind of thing very much!"

Then, Cang Yuantong's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he shouted: "If I hadn't killed you back then, how could there have been so many troubles! I won't lose the saint! Hmph, I must let you die!" You suffer, suffer forever!"

The ancestor snorted coldly, and said: "You have a bad mind, how can you be worthy of a saint. Even if I give up the future of becoming a spiritual cultivator, and can't go to the Gods and Demons Continent where the aura is more abundant, I will guard my most precious soul in the vast continent." The person you love is happier than you!"

"Your current practice has stagnated, right? Hmph, if you can't get rid of your knots, you will never make progress. Every time you practice for a year, you have to transform into a clone god to come here to make trouble. Go back and continue to practice, deluding yourself into thinking that you can untie your knots in this way?"

"Cang Yuantong, you are just a poor wretch!"

Cang Yuantong's face turned ferocious again, and he yelled frantically: "What do you know, you are a humble little bug!"

"You can't beat me anymore. Since I became the soul master, you have no chance!" The ancestor's words obviously hurt Cang Yuantong again. Cang Yuantong's face was flushed, and his eyes were wide open. He shouted: "Can't beat you? Yes, you have become the soul master, I can't beat you! But what about the people around you? Those two little ghosts behind you? And your favorite saint! Hahahahaha Holy girl? If you don’t tell me, I really forgot, if you kill the holy girl, what will happen to you? It must be more painful than me, right?”

Cang Yuantong's eyes shone with a crazy light, and his whole body was full of murderous intent, obviously he was ready to kill.

"This altar has a strand of the soul of the saint. If I destroy this place, I will not be able to descend here. However, the saint, hahahaha, what will happen?"

Cang Yuantong's words made Patriarch's complexion suddenly pale.

If the altar is destroyed, the saint will lose a ray of soul, and will lose part of her memory because of this ray of soul, or she will simply forget everything, or she will fall into a deep sleep... These are not what the ancestor wanted to see Arrived!
The ancestor rushed forward, swung his saber, and slashed towards Cang Yuantong.

With a sneer at the corner of Cang Yuantong's mouth, he easily dodged the ancestor's attack, and a purple battle force in his hand condensed into a big power ball. After the power ball was compressed, it became the size of a ping pong ball. With a flick of his finger, He went to the altar.

The old ancestor was furious, roared, and blocked it with a knife, the purple combat power dissipated, and at the same time, the old ancestor yelled in his heart that it was not good!

Just now, it was because the purple combat power dissipated, but Leng Yan was injured, how similar is the situation now, this Cang Yuantong is indeed cunning, and this time he also wrapped the silver soul power in the combat power ball.

Seeing that touch of silver is about to bombard the altar.

While the silver light on Patriarch's body soared, his body twisted in the air.

This is the power of time!

Cang Yuantong watched this change, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared completely, and his expression became icy cold.

In just a distorted moment, the ancestor had teleported to the side of the altar, blocking the ray of silver combat power with his body!

"I didn't expect that your understanding of Ji would reach this level! You really shouldn't underestimate it!" Cang Yuantong said.

That wisp of combat power was picked up by the ancestor, and there was already a line of blood flowing from the corner of the ancestor's mouth, obviously injured.

Don't underestimate this small strand of silver soul power, it is more powerful than the ancestor's own soul power compared to its purity.

That's right, at the same time as the god descended, he descended his own soul power to the boundless continent.

The ancestor slowly raised his head, pointed at Cang Yuantong who was facing him with the tip of his knife, and said clearly, "Death!"

The ancestor is the most handsome and outstanding genius in the vast continent in the past 100 years. In this case, he showed the aura of a strong man.

Cang Yuantong snorted, and said: "For a year, I have been thinking about how to deal with you after God has descended. This time, how can I let you win easily!"

"At least, a strand of the saint's soul will be dissipated because of the disappearance of this altar!"

As Cang Yuantong said, a purple power ball condensed in his hand again, and then Cang Yuantong tossed it, and the power ball stopped at his waist, and quickly, he condensed another power ball... so constantly Gathering the power ball also made the smile on the corner of Cang Yuantong's mouth even more cunning.

"There are so many power balls, I want to see how you block them!"

There were thirty or forty combat power balls floating in the air, but the ancestor just looked at it like this, looked at Cang Yuantong coldly, and his expression became more determined.

(End of this chapter)