Looking at the figure in front of him, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"Then you are ......"

Raise your hand and lightly touch the person in front of you, yes, it's an entity.

But in Wang Yan's eyes, Meng Xing's body at this time was completely translucent, and it was slightly transparent, and ordinary people might not be able to see it.

Wang Yan could even see the direction of the true qi spiritual power from this body.

Looking at the energy running in his body, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: What a majestic spiritual power......

"Now I should be regarded as a divine soul of Mengxing, and his divine soul was shattered by that blood venerable back then. No, since he died, then I am Mengxing, Lao Tzu has lived much longer than him, he has only lived for two or three hundred years, and Lao Tzu has lived for thousands of years. Yes, I am the ontology. “

The "Mengxing" in front of the emotion is a spiritual incarnation of Mengxing. And this divine soul inherits the memory of the essence.

Wang Yan saw his chaotic statement, quite a kind of dove occupies the magpie's nest, if according to his theory, the body is dead, the doppelganger can claim to be the body?

Meng Xing tapped his temples with his hand, as if he was struggling to think about something. Suddenly pointed at Wang Yan with his hand.

"I remembered that Lao Tzu remembered you, back then, you just left on the front foot, and the bloody venerable on the back foot came, you kid honestly explained that you came from the future, did you already know about it?ah!"

It seems that this "Mengxing" may not have used his brain much for thousands of years, and his eyes looked at Zhi Fan Leng, and this mind really didn't seem to be very bright.

Although the contact time is not long, but the total time may not be more than a quarter of an hour, but in his memory, Meng Xing is still very polite, handsome, tall, rich and powerful. Isn't this the legendary rich and handsome, but how did this kid die with a divine soul.

Is this a variant?!

I looked up and saw that this "Mengxing" was happily picking its nose, and after digging, I flicked it casually.

"Gentleman, I said can you talk less dirty and hygienic. “

Wang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly persuaded.

"Hygiene, swearing, swearing, swearing, swearing, swearing, swear

Looking at the person in front of him, he looked really speechless, Wang Yan nodded helplessly when he heard this.

"What, you know?!

Seeing Wang Yan nodding, "Meng Xing" took a step forward, grabbed Wang Yan's throat and lifted him up on the ground.

"Then why don't you say it, why don't you say it!"

Looking at this person's crazy appearance, Wang Yan was indeed a little unbearable in his heart.

But what does this have to do with me?

In my dream, the Montessori clan was killed cleanly, but I don't know if it's true or not.

But looking at his appearance, such a big feud is not something that time can erase.

There is only one reason why the soul exists, and that is obsession.

Heaven and earth are very mysterious existences, and each person's genes have been programmed to self-destruct since birth.

And in the spirit of "Mengxing", another "program" was set up by its owner.

Obsession.

"I just went to this ruin and had a dream that your people were killed, and I don't know if it's true or not. “

Although he knew that people were angry, he was picked up from the ground by the neck, so where did he go to reason.

The clay man still has three points of anger, if something happens to your family, can you still go to me to make up for it?!

"Mengxing" heard this, and as soon as his palm was spread, Wang Yan sat on the ground.

"Eh......"

Smashed the tail and followed.

I saw "Mengxing" talking heavily.

"It seems that there is no hope for revenge in my life, there is no hope......"

After speaking, he sat on the ground and looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, Wang Yan looked at this person, and felt pity in his heart.

Meng Xing's divine soul was stripped from his own body after Meng Xing escaped into this forbidden place, and before he died, he condensed all his blood and soul spirits to strip it from his own body.

This method was classified as an evil method by later generations, and many evil cultivators liked to capture the practitioners, forcibly inculcate the evil law, and control them to strip off their souls. As a slave to himself for life.

And this method is evil because it uses the human soul as the core to create the divine soul. In other words, the person will never be reincarnated, but he will also have an extremely long life until the obsession dissipates.

But at this point, "life" is different from life in the usual sense.

Looking at the person who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, Wang Yan hadn't turned this corner in his mind yet.

"Revenge, revenge. ”

"You're stupid, of course it's the revenge of the extermination. ”

"Flutter, okay, okay, I'm stupid, I'm stupid. ”

This Mengxing's spirit didn't know what was wrong, and there was something abnormal when he spoke.

Thinking about it and forgiving it, it is estimated that it has been suffocated under this ground for thousands of years. Then he asked.

"Then how did he plan to make you out in the first place? “

Wang Yan raised his hand and pointed to "Mengxing".

"Then naturally find someone who is related to my clan, pass on the inheritance of my Mengshi clan to him, and let him avenge my Mengshi clan!"

Looking at the snot and tears of "Mengxing", Wang Yan looked so kind at this time.

Wang Yan coughed lightly, cleared his throat heavily, smiled, and came to the side of "Mengxing", pointing at himself with both hands.

"Eh, you see what a coincidence, someone is here. “

"Meng Xing" had stopped crying at this time, and the big snot was still hanging on his face, and at this time, he looked at Wang Yan with a serious face, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

It's just that Wang Yan, who looked at his changed expression, wanted to hit someone.

I saw that at this time, the facial features of "Meng Xing" were distorted to a very incredible angle, in Wang Yan's opinion, this expression was the most extreme disdain, contempt, and disdain......

Stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Yan.

"Cut! It's up to you?!Would you rather be worthy?"

While talking, he also took the "Xingchen" away from Wang Yan's hands.

"Oh, just because you still want to get the inheritance of our Meng family? “

After snatching something, he turned his head and took a bite of himself?

That's mine!

"I'm going to fuck you, uncle!"

For Wang Yan, that's just one sentence, I can't kill and I can't be humiliated!

Wang Yan is in a hurry, and the rabbit is in a hurry and bites. The iron sword in his hand shook, and after a sword roar, he held a sword flower with both hands and picked up the iron sword, and the sword pierced his chest, who said that the sword could not stab the dead if it did not open.

And "Meng Xing" looked at the cold light that Wang Yan stabbed over, and the expression of disdain on his face was even worse, and he stretched out two fingers to gently clamp this "cold light".

As if it were a no-brainer.

Looking at the nostrils of "Meng Xing", the expression of looking at people, that arrogant attitude.

The anger in my heart is even worse.

I saw this man pointing to the iron sword with his hand.

"Do you see this broken sword in your hand, it's much stronger than you, at least it's iron. ”

Looking down at the broken sword in his hand, the blade part of the sword was knocked into a pit by the stone he used to smash the flame before.

This broken sword is stronger than me?!

His legs were on the move, and his hands were about to pull the sword out of his fingers, but he could have thought that this sword was as if it was caught in iron tongs, and no matter how hard he exerted his strength, the sword could not move in his hand at all.

Wang Yan was in a hurry, and kicked up from the bottom to the top, and the wind went straight to the crotch.

The thousand-year-old monster was also frightened when he saw Wang Yan kicking his legs, and hurriedly retreated.

Although this old monster is a soul body, and there is no such thing for a long time, but the instinctive reaction still flashes backwards.

At this time, "Meng Xing"'s face changed greatly, he never expected such a big little kid to make such a trick.

Not to mention Mengxing, in this thousand-year-old society, people were still extremely moralistic, especially in a big family like Montessori.

On weekdays, it's all about the way of a gentleman.

Don't say it's a trick, even in front of the enemy who killed your father, you have to behave politely like a gentleman, go to the dueling table if you have contradictions, and die with dignity even if you die.

If there is such an act as Wang Yan's yin legs, not to mention the opponent, the referee will rush to the stage as soon as possible to kill the person who killed the murderer.

At this time, "Meng Xing" looked at Wang Yan's expression more seriously, although the expression on his face was still very disdainful.

"Boy, you're playing a lot of yin. I don't know that this future generation of people will be despicable to such a state, it's really sad and lamentable. ”

"Meng Xing" carried Xingchen Gong behind his back, and hooked his other hand towards the opposite side.

"I'll give you a hand first. ”

At this time, Wang Yan was almost mad, and he slashed at the other party's face with the little broken sword like crazy, and "Meng Xing" seemed to be extremely comfortable at this time, in his eyes, he was playing with this child.

But don't curse when you're playing, something.

As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, "Meng Xing" turned his back on one hand, and he also didn't hold a weapon, no matter how long his hand was not as long as Wang Yan held a long sword.

Dodging easily, "Mengxing" with one move and one style is still very happy, but Wang Yan swings his sword from his crotch from time to time is quite annoying.

Leng Buding suddenly slashed a sword from under his crotch, although he didn't touch it, but Meng Xing's body had already felt the chill of metal on this small broken sword.

If I grow a little longer, I might be cut off.

"Boy, I said you're cutting bananas here. ”

Seeing that "Mengxing" was in a mess, Wang Yan's eyes flashed.

"There is a flaw!"

Take two steps forward, fly forward, and stab the opponent in the throat with a sword.

I saw that "Mengxing" lowered his head slightly, opened his big mouth, and "clicked".

I caught this cold light with my mouth alone.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Wang Yan couldn't help but be a little stunned.

What is the situation!

Wang Yan: "......"