Chapter 0319 Finding the Wrong Person

"Haha!" Long Zhentian laughed again.

"I'm not afraid of taking away, it's really that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, I guess your master hasn't taught you the terrible things about taking away, it's okay, Lao Tzu will teach you." ”

If this kid can still use spells, he will naturally be a little more jealous.

However, he did something on the Zhenshan Fu, Mo Fan's aura had been drained, and Mo Fan couldn't do anything, at most he struggled for a while.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance, donate your body, I can still help you do a few things, otherwise, I'll have to grab it myself. ”

His body was shocked, and his soul, which was originally not much different from Mo Fan, swelled up.

In the blink of an eye, he became a giant of dozens of feet, stepping on the sea, his head could be in the sky, and the strong wind blew his long hair and black robe, majestic and majestic, like a god.

Mo Fan and his Dao Ji were in front of Long Zhentian, just like Sun Wukong and the Giant Spirit God.

Mo Fan's eyelids raised slightly, glanced at Long Zhentian, and smiled without saying a word.

"How is it, boy, have you figured it out?" Long Zhentian saw that Mo Fan did not answer, his brows furrowed, and he asked in a deep voice.

The sound was like a bell, ringing in the sea of Mo Fanzhi, and the waves were everywhere.

As he spoke, a big hand that could cover the sky was raised and slapped towards Mo Fan.

Before it reached Mo Fan, an invisible strong wind pressed towards Mo Fan, and the sea water around Mo Fan fled one after another.

"I think clearly, this body is still mine, this mansion of the Yinshan Sect will also be mine in the future, you can rest in peace. Mo Fan said calmly.

Long Zhentian's Divine Soul is indeed much stronger than ordinary monks, and it seems that he also knows a little bit about the cultivation of Divine Soul.

If you choose someone else, most of them will not be spared.

After all, the aura is drained, and it is difficult to stop the seizure with only divine thoughts.

However, when you run into him, you can only say that the Heavenly Dao cycle is a cycle of karma.

In his previous life, Long Zhentian harmed so many women's innocent bodies and ruined so many families, he really deserved to die.

This mansion of the Yinshan Sect, he asked for it.

Long Zhentian's life, he also wants it.

"Rest in peace?" Long Zhentian's face sank, and a vicious cold light appeared in his eyes, like the juice of a poisonous snake.

If this kid begged him, he might leave a trace of his soul behind him.

In the future, the two will share one, which is equivalent to when he plays with women, he brings an audience, which is very cool just thinking about it.

Since this kid is so ignorant, he wants to keep this kid a little soul.

"Boy, I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, since you don't listen to persuasion, then I'll take it myself, I will leave you a little soul, and let you watch how I killed your family and slept with all the women in your family, haha!"

As he spoke, his raised hand fell rapidly like a falling meteorite, and a terrifying aura rippled in the sea of Mo Fanzhi.

The land around Mo Fan began to crack and sink, and a huge sunken handprint appeared in the sea of consciousness.

As soon as the palm fell, the corners of Long Zhentian's mouth lifted, revealing a smug evil smile, as if he had seen Mo Fan's wonderful expression when he was playing with Mo Fan's family.

Mo Fan's face was grim, staring at Long Zhentian coldly.

"You can't do anything!"

Seeing this earth-shattering palm falling, Mo Fan's arm was raised, and his incomparably small hand greeted Long Zhentian.

"Bang!" a loud bang sounded, and a fierce wind burst out from between the palms of the two people.

Mo Fan's sea of knowledge suddenly shook, the waves flew, and cracks appeared in the sky above his sea of knowledge, as if the sea of knowledge was about to collapse at any time.

At this time, Long Zhentian's face also changed, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and his Qingtian palm was actually blocked by Mo Fan's little hand?

The stronger the soul, the stronger the power in the sea of consciousness.

Could it be that this kid's soul is the same as his?

As soon as this idea appeared, he denied it.

Divine soul cultivation is very difficult, similar to grinding needles with an iron pestle.

He can have such a powerful divine soul, firstly, it is the nourishment of various heavenly and earthly treasures, and secondly, it is also the accumulation of time.

Mo Fan, a 16-year-old kid, was already amazing to be able to reach the middle stage of foundation building, how could he have such a powerful divine soul.

"It's not scientific. ”

"Hehe, do you think you can get bigger on your own?" Mo Fan smiled disapplausively as the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The next moment, his body swelled rapidly, and he was a head taller than Long Zhentian in an instant.

At this moment, Long Zhentian's face completely drooped.

The stronger the spirit, the bigger it can become.

If you force the change, it will be like a balloon that blows up too much gas and explodes on its own.

Mo Fan's soul is so condensed, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a balloon that is about to be burst.

"Boy, who the hell are you?" asked Long Zhentian, his tone no longer as condescending as before.

At the age of 16, in the middle of foundation building, the divine soul was even stronger than cultivation, and he had never seen such an anti-heaven existence in his hundred years of life.

"You don't have the right to know who I am. Mo Fan said indifferently.

Knowing a little bit of the method of refining souls is like taking away him.

You must know that what he cultivates is the Yantian Divine Technique, known as the No. 1 Divine Cultivation Technique in the Cultivation Realm.

I don't know how many monks come for this exercise every year, but there may not be one out of 10,000 people who can actually get this exercise.

The mystery of the Heavenly Divine Technique, how can it be compared to the earth's soul refining exercises?

This difference is like that of the Vajra Heart Sutra in the mortal world and the supreme practice of Buddhism, the Great Day Nyorai Divine Skill.

A hundred years may not be able to become an arhat, and a single thought to become a Buddha.

"Boy, don't be too complacent, even if your soul is strong, if you fight with me, half of your sea of knowledge will be destroyed, I won't take away your body, you bring no one else, an old man, a little fox, and a man, that man's body belongs to me, even if he is an ordinary person, give me some time, I will soon be able to reach the innate realm, who else will be your opponent at that time?" Long Zhentian said with half coercion and half seduction.

Finally, he could see the light of day again, and he didn't want to fall short.

Mo Fan shook his head and smiled, a congenital grandmaster is still quite tempting.

However, it is impossible for him to give Ah Hao's body to Long Zhentian.

He would rather an ordinary Ah Hao follow him than an innate grandmaster like a beast.

"As I said, the last thing I'm afraid of is taking away. Mo Fan said disapprovingly.

As he spoke, as his thoughts moved, golden scriptures appeared in his sea of consciousness.

As soon as this scripture appeared, the cracks in the sea of knowledge suddenly healed, the sea returned to calm, and the ground beneath the Dao foundation rose as if nothing had happened.

However, Long Zhentian, who was dozens of feet tall, rose bursts of white smoke under this golden scripture, as if he had seen the white snow of the sun, and quickly melted.

Long Zhentian's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of horror.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Boy, what did you do to Lao Tzu?"