Xiangliu's nine snake heads suddenly opened, spitting out dazzling blood light, and immediately rushed towards Shen Lang.

"Senior, please listen to my explanation!"

Shen Lang was shocked and was about to explain, but it was too late.

Seeing the violent blood light rushing towards him, Shen Lang was about to defend himself, but his heart suddenly made a muffled "bang" sound, and a brilliant white light flashed in his chest.

At a critical moment, the Baolian Lantern appeared again!

“Buzz!”

In the midst of lightning, a golden figure appeared behind Shen Lang, with his facial features as deep as a knife, his long hair drooped his shoulders, and a sun god pattern condensed from the middle of his eyebrows, which was full of gods and handsome, as if he was like a god.

This is no one else, it is Houyi who hasn't appeared for a long time!

Houyi's phantom shouted and said, "Brother Xiangliu, show mercy!"

Xiang Liu instantly withdrew his magical powers and was shocked: "Brother Houyi, it's really you!"

"It's me, but it's just a wisp of dead soul that is breathing." Houyi shook his head helplessly.

Xiang Liu repeatedly examined Houyi several times before he was convinced that he had not admitted his mistake.

Although his body is just a false spiritual body driven by spiritual will, it still retains some of the memories and cognitions of his life, and naturally can distinguish the authenticity of Houyi's breath.

Xiang Liu sighed and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years of sitting in the world, I could still see my old friends in this way. It's really a blessing to make people."

As the great witch of the Water Witch Clan, Xiangliu and Houyi had a deep friendship. In the Lich era, Houyi saved Xiangliu's life, and since then the two of them have been called brothers.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Xiang Liu and Houyi were very familiar with each other, and his situation was safe.

"Brother Houyi, since you can leave this residual soul, can you tell what kind of scene my witch clan is now?" Xiang Liu asked suddenly.

Houyi said bluntly: "The Witch Clan... has long been extinct, Brother Liu, don't think too much about it."

In fact, Hou Yi’s words are not very accurate.

Although the witch clan in ancient times had already been exterminated, there were still a small number of "descendants of the witch clan" in the world with the blood of witches.

In terms of bloodline, the descendants of the Witch Clan are equivalent to subspecies of the Witch Clan. For example, Emperor Xin, the leader of the Dongyi Immortal Realm, is a descendant of the Jin Witch Clan.

But Houyi did not recognize these so-called descendants of the witch clan, so he made such remarks.

Xiang Liu sighed bitterly: "Oh, I should have thought of it long ago. In the past, the monks of the witch clan suffered a time and space curse because the light of the star field eroded the earth. However, in just a few hundred years, I could not escape this disaster..."

Hearing this, Shen Lang was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Xiang Liu to die by sitting in a state of transformation.

It seems that the nearly destructive star domain light during the Lich catastrophe really destroyed the entire witch clan.

"Brother Houyi, you should talk about the serious business. I know you must have a purpose here, so you might as well talk about it." Xiang Liu said bluntly.

Houyi admitted frankly: "Brother Xiangliu misunderstood that it was not that I came here, but that this 'selected person' has found it here. The reason why my remnant soul is to be hosted by the chosen one is to contribute a meager force to help him save the real world of true immortals."

"The Chosen?"

Xiang Liu's eyes turned to Shen Lang and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the content recorded in the "Ancestral Witch Holy Book" in the past was real. There is really a chosen one in this world!"

After all, Xiangliu was a human race in the ancient Lich era, and his cognition was still in the ancient era.

Shen Lang couldn't help but say, "Senior Xiangliu, I'm not to hide it from it. Senior Houyi is the first-generation natural candidate, and junior... is the last-generation natural candidate."

"What is the first generation? What is the last generation?" Xiang Liu asked with a frown.

Houyi explained patiently, and finally let Xiangliu understand the concept of the chosen one, and told Xiangliu about the current situation in the real immortal world and the disaster that it is about to face.

"I see!"

Xiang Liu finally understood the purpose of Shen Lang breaking into his corpse.

Houyi said in a deep voice: "What the chosen one does now is to save this true immortal world. In short, I hope that Brother Xiangliu can hand over the remains of Father God and prevent disaster from coming."

Xiang Liu pondered for a moment and pondered: "The remains of the Father God are of great importance. If others lobby, I will not pay attention to it. But Brother Houyi, you are an exception, and I will not doubt you no matter what."

"Since this matter is related to the birth and death of the immortal world, it is not impossible for me to hand over the remains of the Father God to this chosen one, but there is a necessary condition!"

Shen Lang's eyes lit up and he clasped his fists and asked for instructions: "I don't know what the conditions are? Please let Senior Xiangliu say it clearly!"

Xiang Liu said: "The conditions are very simple, that is, you must come here to move away the remains of God the Father in person and not rely on others. If you can really take away the remains of God the Father with your own strength, I will be convinced."

"good!"

Shen Lang agreed.

Xiang Liu warned: "Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. With your current cultivation level, it will be extremely risky to touch the remains of the Father God. At the least, the body will be destroyed, and at the worst, both the spirit and the body will be destroyed! You... have to think it clear."

Shen Lang could probably guess that this was Xiang Liu's test for him.

Previously, he had obtained the sealed Pangu's eyes in the Wood Witch Tomb, and Shen Lang had already felt the almost heaven-defying energy fluctuations in Pangu's wreckage, which were indeed not something that ordinary monks could touch.

But Shen Lang had been in contact with Pangu's eyes for so long and knew the power characteristics of Pangu's wreckage. He was confident that he would not let the energy fluctuations released by Pangu's wreckage harm him.

"Since I am the chosen one, I must also want to get the recognition of the great god Pangu. Please let me give it a try." Shen Lang responded with his fist and expressed his attitude.

"You boy is brave! Since you are willing to agree, I will give you a chance."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Liu was originally crawling at the bottom of the sea and suddenly floated up.

At the moment it floated up, endless golden divine light burst out from the seabed beneath it, instantly rendering the entire seabed into pure gold, eternal and profound, dazzling!

The intensity of the light can no longer be expressed in words!

A violent golden storm even surged around the seabed, flushing all the bloody sea water into nothingness.

Shen Lang tried his best to open a defensive barrier to barely resist the impact of the golden storm, and his heart was trembling.

He felt that the strong light contained an extremely powerful aura fluctuation, and the pressure brought by this aura was so breathless!

Through the eyes of Shura Holy Pupil, Shen Lang could barely see that a huge golden broken arm was floating in the golden strong light under Xiangliu!

The broken arm is thousands of feet long, condensed with the light of the sun and the moon, and bloomed with golden divine light that could penetrate the sky and the universe, circling across the world and shaking the universe!
Chapter completed!