Godly Dragon Guard

Xiang Liu's nine snake heads opened suddenly, spewing dazzling blood, and immediately blasted towards Shen Lang.

"Senior, please listen to my explanation!"

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

Seeing the tyrannical blood rushing in, Shen Lang was trying to defend, but his heart suddenly made a muffled sound, and a brilliant white light flashed in his chest.

At a critical juncture, the Baolian Lantern appeared again!

"Buzzing!"

Between the sparks and flints, a looming golden figure appeared behind Shen Lang, his facial features were as deep as a knife, his long hair hanging down his shoulders, and a sun pattern condensed in the center of his eyebrows.

This is not someone else, it is Houyi who hasn't shown up for a long time!

Hou Yi Xuying stopped and said, "Brother Xiang Liu, show mercy!"

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

"It's indeed me, but it's just a lingering soul." Hou Yi shook his head helplessly.

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

Although his body is only a false spirit body driven by spiritual will, it still retains part of his memories and cognitions during his lifetime, and he can naturally distinguish the authenticity of Houyi's breath.

Xiang Liu sighed and said: "I can't imagine that after so many years of sitting, I can actually see the old friends of the Wu clan in this way. It's really good luck."

As the great witch of the Witch Clan of Water, Xiangliu and Houyi have a deep friendship. In the era of the Lich, Hou Yi also saved Xiang Liu's life, and the two became known as brothers since then.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Liu and Hou Yi are very familiar with each other, and his situation can be considered safe.

"Brother Hou Yi, if you can leave this remnant soul, do you know what the state of my Wu Clan is now?" Xiang Liu asked suddenly.

Hou Yi bluntly said: "The Witch Clan...has already been extinct, Brother Xiang Liu shouldn't think too much."

In fact, what Hou Yi said is not very accurate.

Although the witch tribe in ancient times has been annihilated, there are still a small number of "descent of the witch tribe" in the world with the blood of the witch.

In terms of blood, the descendants of the Witch tribe are equivalent to the subspecies of the Witch tribe. For example, Emperor Xin, the lord of the Dongyi Immortal Territory, is the descendant of the Witch tribe of Jin.

But Hou Yi did not recognize these so-called descendants of the so-called witch tribe, and that's why he made this remark.

Xiang Liu sighed bitterly: "Oh, I should have thought of it. In the past, due to the starry sky eroding the earth, the witch monks were cursed by time and space, but for a few hundred years, they all sat incarnation, and I was not able to escape this calamity. ..."

Hearing this, Shen Lang was secretly shocked, and he didn't think that Xiang Liu had actually died in sitting.

It seems that the almost extinct starry sky light at the time of the Lich Catastrophe really destroyed the entire witch race.

"Brother Hou Yi, you should talk about business. I know you must have a purpose when you come here, so you might as well talk and listen." Xiang Liu said bluntly.

Hou Yi said frankly: "Brother Xiangliu misunderstood. It was not I who came here, but the'chosen one' found here. The reason why my remnant soul resides on the chosen one is just a contribution. A meager effort to help him save the realm of immortals."

"The Chosen One?"

Xiang Liu turned his gaze to Shen Lang, and said in surprise: "Unexpectedly, the content recorded in the "Ancestral Witch Sacred Code" was actually true. There are really chosen people in this world!"

After all, Xiangliu was a human race in the age of the ancient Lich, and his cognition remained at that time in the early days.

Shen Lang couldn't help but said: "Senior Xiangliu, I don't want to conceal it. Senior Hou Yi is the first generation of heavenly chosen, and the younger... is the last generation of heavenly chosen."

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

Hou Yi patiently explained it, and finally let Xiang Liu understand the concept of the Chosen One, and told Xiang Liu about the current situation in the true immortal world and the disaster that was about to be faced.

"I see!"

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