I picked up a property.

"Little girl."

Feng Xia glanced at Mo Zhongxiu in a funny way, shook his head and said with a smile: "Nine Lotus Heaven's Heart Prison is my magical power. If you can't even break through one of my magical powers, why are you talking about a fair fight with me?"

He could sort of see it.

The "confidence" of the Mo family seems to be of the same origin.

However, Mo Lianque has grand plans, strength, and plans, and his confidence comes from his trump card.

And Mo Zhongxiu’s mysterious confidence...

"Can't even break through one of your magical powers?" After hearing this, Mo Zhongxiu finally couldn't maintain his image anymore and immediately cursed, "You are just a cheap man who relies on sneak attacks to succeed, why do you pretend to be so sophisticated in front of this princess? If you really have the guts, then tie your hands..."

"Feng...Xia...Jiulian Tianxin..."

Suddenly, the Holy Son stared at Feng Xia's face, his expression changed, and he suddenly said with some hesitation: "Have I... seen you somewhere?"

It was obvious that whether it was his appearance or aura, it was the first time he saw Feng Xia.

However, there is still a strange sense of familiarity that always permeates his heart!

Very familiar, yet very strange.

There seemed to be an inexplicable emotion surging in his chest like a tide.

You know, this is almost impossible for him.

After achieving great success in cultivation, he rarely experienced similar emotions.

Therefore, the Holy Son couldn't help but have a suspicion. Could it be that this young man named Feng Xia had an intersection with him in the ancient years?

However, later on, for the sake of spiritual practice, I cut off all the causes and effects of the past, destroyed the old self, and gave birth to a new self. Only then did I forget all the old friends in the past.

It can make his silent mood fluctuate again. It is conceivable that maybe in a certain era or a certain period of time ago, this person really had a close relationship with him!

As soon as the words came out, Mo Zhongxiu was stunned and couldn't help but said anxiously:

"Your Highness, Your Highness! This guy is simply..."

"Shut up, do you have something to say here?"

The Holy Son glanced blankly at Mo Zhongxiu. The woman immediately felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her soul twitched, and she screamed and fell to the ground.

"Oh?"

Feng Xia originally wanted to mock Mo Zhongxiu a few more words, but unexpectedly, Mo Zhongxiu fell down first before he exerted any force.

From this point of view, although he destroyed the power left by the Holy Son on Mo Zhongxiu, there was obviously some deeper imprint that was imprinted on the soul of this woman from beginning to end.

What concerned him even more was...

The question raised by the Holy Son at this moment!

Have you seen it somewhere?

Isn’t that nonsense?

Not only have we met several times, but I have even stabbed you several times. Every time I stabbed you hard, I even shouted that I would definitely do it next time...

"Then my last judgment should be accurate. The original Holy Son Ying Daoyi has been eliminated by the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison and the Wrath of All Living Beings, and the current one..."

Feng Xia made an inference instantly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "It should be a new Holy Son."

However, due to various reasons, the new Holy Son inherited the power, but did not inherit the memory. He only felt a trace of familiarity from the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison through some inexplicable instinct!

Thinking of this, Feng Xia couldn't help but grin and showed a bright smile:

"Of course I do."

The Holy Son's body suddenly trembled, and his eyes showed a strong realization: "Sure enough, this Holy Son saw it right!"

"because……"

Just listen to Feng Xia continue to say with a smile:

"I am your father."

……

Chapter 0385

"You are my dad?!"

As soon as Feng Xia's words came out, Shengzi was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the ages and the long river of time, how many people dare to say such things to him?

Not to mention calling himself his father!

Almost immediately, a surge of anger emerged in the Holy Son's chest, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you really think that this Holy Son is being polite to you?"

"That's not it."

Feng Xia's answer was quite straightforward: "Actually, I was just joking with you."

The Holy Son narrowed his eyes slightly, but the cold and oppressive aura dissipated slightly at this time.

"Tell me, who are you?"

"actually……"

Feng Xia took a deep breath, her eyebrows slightly arched, and there seemed to be an indescribable emotion in her expression:

"Actually...I am your grandfather."

"..."

The expression on the Holy Son's face suddenly froze.

After the terrifying silence, blazing anger spurted out, like a volcano erupting, almost filling his chest!

In the Nine Lotus Heaven Heart Prison, gray mist surged all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, as if there were countless monsters raging, trying to tear this lotus prison apart!

"Very good! Very good! No matter who you were in the past, you dared to provoke me many times... Even if you eat dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, you are doomed..."

"I'm not kidding you."

"This guy actually dares to directly anger the Holy Son..."

Mo Zhongxiu on the side breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

Although the previous blow from the Holy Son had brought her intense fear and pain, in her mind, the Holy Son was still synonymous with incomparable power!

Now Feng Xia's provocation has offended the Holy Son, and the consequences can be imagined.

"This guy... is dead!" Mo Zhongxiu thought viciously in his heart.

"Do you really think I'm kidding?"

At this moment, Feng Xia suddenly spoke with a half-smile.

Before the Holy Son could respond, Feng Xia raised his hand, and behind his head, statues of gods appeared one after another, some were dragons, some were phoenixes, or they were all kinds of immortal birds and beasts, all of which were in full bloom. The terrifying aura of the human soul is like gods and demons, like the sky and the abyss. It can be called a picture of gods and demons!

The Holy Son's attack suddenly stopped.

In those gray pupils, deep surprise and shock suddenly appeared.

what is that?

He clearly saw the unique skill that he was proud of being used by a stranger he had never met before!

"Who are you?! Why do you know this Holy Son's Hundred Saints War God Picture?!"

The Holy Son shouted loudly and loudly. His unique technique had never been spread to the outside world before, but at this moment, it appeared in the hands of a completely unrelated person!

How could this not frighten him?

"Picture of the Hundred Saints and the God of War?"

Feng Xia, who was above the sky, twitched his lips when he heard this.

It turns out that the skill fragments of "[-] Picture" dropped by attribute abilities are actually called "Yum Victorious God of War Picture"? !

——It was only after beating the Holy Son that he realized that the "fragments" of the skill fragments dropped by the Ya attribute ability could not only be reflected in the content of the skill, but also in the name of the skill!

Otherwise, he would have thought that what fell on the Holy Son was an erotic picture.

Fortunately, the Holy Son himself has revealed the truth now.

and so……

Sorry, well played!

"It seems that you have forgotten everything."

Seeing that the Holy Son did not recognize him, Feng Xia immediately hatched a plan. He lowered his eyebrows and said with deep sorrow and sadness: "You have cut off the past (referring to being beaten to death) and forgotten the past (referring to being beaten to death). was beaten to death several times), lived in a foreign land, and even forgot his origin..."

boom -

The Holy Son couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

The other party actually knew his past, knew that he had destroyed his old self, and that his current new self was born from his old body!

"You... who the hell are you?"

Even when he was at war with Lingyun Kingdom and even Tianwen Divine Kingdom, almost no one could see through his true identity!

Rather...

Feng Xia did it!

Not only that, the other party also displayed a unique skill that he was proud of!

"Ying Dao Yi, Ying Dao Yi."

Seeing that the Holy Son's expression of surprise became even stronger, Feng Xia shook his head calmly, and the aura of his whole body changed, becoming extremely ancient, like an ancient god who came from the chaos, letting the long river of time wash away it. , and I am immortal and immortal!

"It seems you have completely forgotten."

"Your Hundred Saints War God Picture..."

boom boom boom boom-

"Is this the first volume of the "All Saints Sky Map" that I taught you?"

The moment Feng Xia opened his mouth, the number of statues behind him suddenly increased sharply, layer upon layer, and they were vast. Some were like gold and iron horses flying across the sky, some had stars behind their heads, and some were filled with murderous intent, manifesting all kinds of manifestations. An earth-shattering vision.

There are so many of them, tens of thousands of them. From a distance, it looks like a heaven!

The Holy Son, who was originally so powerful, suddenly lost more than a head of momentum at this moment, as if he had been poured down on his head by a large basin of cold water, his heart was chilled and his heart was soaring!

"Halloween...Halloween...this is not..."

Almost subconsciously, he wanted to deny Feng Xia's words.

However, when he saw the mighty gods and demons behind Feng Xia's head, which was like a heavenly palace, the Holy Son couldn't help but fell silent.

There is no doubt that the technique Feng Xia displayed at this moment was of the same origin as his, and was even more powerful than his!

This cannot be false no matter what.

"Could it be that this guy is really..."

If not, how to explain the inexplicable throbbing before?

How to explain Feng Xia's martial arts from the same sect as him?

Can't explain it at all!

After eliminating all the impossible factors, no matter how unbelievable the remaining factors are, they are often... the truth!

"Are you really..."

The Holy Son looked at Feng Xia blankly. Although he still couldn't believe it, from the bottom of his heart, he already believed this statement.

"Yes."

Above the sky, Feng Xia nodded, the smile on his face even wider.

I saw him raising a hand, and in his palm, a small flame burned and danced, as if it had a unique spirituality.

"What kind of flame is this?"

The Son's eyes were instantly attracted.

That inconspicuous little flame gave him a very special feeling, as if he had been bathed in such a flame and experienced a calamity a long time ago!