Chapter 87: God Cang meritorious service

Seize the house?
Langtian's complexion changed a lot when he felt the blood stream, and when he heard the voice, he was even more alarmed.
Xiao Fan is only in the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm. No matter how strong the soul is, it is only the peak of the Great Emperor Realm. How can Xiao Fan be the enemy of the Seventeen Ancestors to seize Xiao Fan?
"Get out of here!" Lang Tian roared. As the Saint Emperor powerhouse, he was at a loss at this moment.
Soul attack is the most mysterious and weird attack. If it is just an ordinary soul attack, Langtian can still stop the Seventeen Ancestors.
However, at this moment, the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor directly entered Xiao Fan's mind, even if it was him, there was no way.
It is impossible for his soul to enter Xiao Fan's mind. That way, if the souls of two great Saint Emperor realm powerhouses fought in Xiao Fan's consciousness space, Xiao Fan would only die faster.
"Haha, the ancestor is the ultimate winner!" The proud voice of the seventeenth ancestor sounded, and then fell completely silent.
"It's over, it's over!" Yu Qizi's face was pale, and she was shaking constantly.
He and Xiao Fan didn't know that there was a Seal of Forbidden God's Soul Locking Seal, but there was a master-servant contract. If Xiao Fan died, he would not survive.
Shencang's expression was sullen, and the whole person seemed to be out of strength, and he sighed long, "Hey, is this fate?"
After the words fell, Shen Cang's gaze suddenly fell on a ruin not far away, where a corpse was lying.
That corpse was not someone else, it was the flesh of the Seventeenth Ancestor. It was swept away by the Space-Time Dzi Bead and was extremely injured.
Shencang took a deep breath and walked over slowly. Since Xiao Fan is bound to die, he also has to express himself in front of the Seventeenth Ancestor. Don't let Langtian destroy the 17th Ancestor's body in a rage.
But at this moment, where Langtian still cares about the corpse of the Seventeenth Ancestor, his eyes are fixed on Xiao Fan, and he keeps cursing the Seventeenth Ancestor, although he also knows that it is of no use.
"Brother Xiao, don't worry, I will definitely find the Soul Soul Flower and save you." Standing only a few tens of meters away from Xiao Fan, he was ready to take action against Xiao Fan at any time.
If Xiao Fan was really taken over by the Seventeenth Ancestor, Langtian would not hesitate to kill the Seventeenth Ancestor.
Xiao Fan's soul had just been seized, and it must have not been completely extinct. As long as he knew the soul flower of the past, he would be able to make Xiao Fan come alive.
At this time, Xiao Fan was sitting cross-legged on the bronze coffin of the town, and his mind instantly sank into the consciousness space.
Although he has the ability of soul immunity, the Seventeenth Ancestor is not the Great Emperor Realm, but the Holy Emperor Realm. He doesn't know whether his soul immunity can withstand the attack of the Holy Emperor Realm.
In the consciousness space, the soul body exudes a faint light, and the souls of the seventeenth ancestors blasted out crazy handprints, striking Xiao Fan's soul body.
However, Xiao Fan was unmoved, not even scratching it.
"Impossible, impossible!" The Seventeenth Ancestor shook his head like a rattle, as if he had seen something terrible.
Xiao Fan's soul body opened his eyes in vain, with a smile on his mouth.
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 the ability of his own soul immunity was so powerful that there would be no effect in the middle of the Saint Emperor realm.
Seize yourself?
Are you funny?
Any soul attack does not make any sense to me!
"Soul immunity, how can you have such a powerful soul immunity!" The Seventeenth Ancestor attacked several times, but Xiao Fan remained unmoved, just like an old monk.
At this moment, a sense of fear rose to the Seventeenth Ancestor's heart. He was also a well-informed person, and he had never experienced it before.
But that soul immunity also has a limit, at most it is the same realm, or beyond a small realm.
But now, Xiao Fan's soul immunity made him completely desperate.
The soul of almost a great realm is immune, what a perverted ability this is, and even he is thinking that even the soul of the peak of the Holy Emperor realm may not be able to cause Xiao Fan a little bit of damage.
"There are too many things you don't know." Xiao Fan's expression was indifferent. With a movement of his thoughts, countless soul storms swept away, like a substantive attack toward the souls of the Seventeenth Ancestor.
Although the soul of the seventeenth ancestor is strong, this substantive soul attack will also cause some trauma to him.
He wanted to escape Xiao Fan's consciousness space, but he was a bit unwilling.
Even if he returned to his physical body, what then?
His flesh and blood dries up and his life span is approaching. It is estimated that he will completely die if he doesn't use it.
Seizing Xiao Fan, now this is his only chance!
If it were before, he could take away other people's physical bodies, and even take away the aura of others, but now, it is impossible for him.
Thinking of his dignified Saint Emperor Realm, he was so suffocated and died, the Seventeenth Patriarch had an urge to vomit blood in his heart.
beg for mercy?
The Seventeenth Patriarch didn't think about it, but he knew the horror of the Asura Patriarch. Others might accept surrender, but the Asura Patriarch was impossible.
What's more, I still want to seize Xiao Fan's physical body. This is an unforgivable death in the Shura clan!
"I can only fight to the death!" The Seventeenth Ancestor was extremely depressed. Then, his flesh glowed in vain with scarlet and enchanting blood, and his aura skyrocketed several times.
If there is no soul immunity, Xiao Fan may still be a little bit jealous, but now, Xiao Fan just looks at it coldly, and then makes the soul attack more violent.
"Puff!"
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 light and rushed directly out of the hole.
Outside, Xiao Fan suddenly stood up and shouted: "Big Brother Lang, grab his soul!"
When Langtian saw Xiao Fan standing up, he immediately thought of an attack, but the moment he heard Xiao Fan's voice, he stopped the attack.
It was this moment of hesitation that the soul of the Seventeenth Ancestor broke through his defense instantly and rushed to the place where his body was before.
"Where is the body of the ancestor?" After breathing, the angry voice of the 17th ancestor resounded through the sky.
No wonder he was so angry, that his dilapidated body was missing at this moment.
Xiao Fan and Langtian looked at each other, first with a look of confusion, and then looked at the place where Shen Cang was before, only to find that Shen Cang was missing.
"Patriarch, the body of the Seventeenth Ancestor is here!" Suddenly, a voice came from under Xiao Fan's feet, but he did not know when, Shen Cang had been hidden by the bronze coffin of Zhenshi.
Moreover, in his hands, it was the and dry flesh of the Seventeenth Ancestor.
Seeing this physical body, Xiao Fan and Lang Tian were slightly taken aback, then they looked at each other and laughed. "Shen Cang, you made a great contribution this time!" Xiao Fan laughed up to the sky, and exclaimed sincerely.