Chapter 2918： Dodge (1/2)

In the memory of Ling Huyang, Su Yu recognized that this is one of the seven ancestors of the soul saint!

Unlike the other forces, the soul saints can already live forever because of the practice of soul mysticism.

Ordinary creatures will gradually die due to the decline of their bodies, just like the old monsters of the Heavenly League.

Cultivation is strong, and it can't stop the decay of the body.

But the soul saints, even if their bodies are decaying, they can be transferred to the rest of their bodies through soul ancestry and continue to survive.

Therefore, almost all of the sacred people of the soul are immortal.

As a result, the prosperity of countless ancestors in the clan.

Of course, Tiandao Weiheng.

The soul saint has gains and losses.

One aspect that has been lost is that the ability to reproduce offspring is extremely weak.

They seem to be cursed. Usually there is only one offspring in a generation, and the excess is either unable to conceive or is conceived.

If a certain generation appears to be extinct, leading to a fault, then this branch is basically cut off.

Therefore, there are very few sacred people in the soul sacred group. There are only three males and seven female descendants in the contemporary age. The number of people is scarce, and it is not proportional to the family size.

And this elder is the seventh ancestor, one who cultivates to reach the level of the Great Holy Being.

In terms of strength, he is no weaker than the Korean won of the Heavenly League.

”Who made your injury?” The seventh ancestor asked, staring at the injured child.

Linghujie gritted his teeth because of the pain, and said, ”It's Linghu Yang! Seven ancestors, you have to do justice for us. We didn't do anything, and Ling Huyang bullied us.”

”Bulled you? He?” Qizu Mulu was surprised.

Anyone who oppresses them is possible, except for Huyang.

What's the situation of Lingyang, can he not know?

”It's him!” Said several other juniors who had been taught.

Oh?

Qizu's somber complexion eased a lot: ”Is it really him?”

He set his sights on Yan Feiying, thinking thoughtfully, ”Feiying, what about Huyang?”

”Go out.” Yan Feiying looked complex.

Seven ancestors asked again, ”Ling Huyang has made great progress recently?”

The person who knows Linghu Yang best is the person beside him.

Yan Feiying was silent, she was struggling inside.

With her wife's keen senses, it is difficult for her to believe that the man who is fierce and decisive is really her husband.

Although this Linghu Yang is like her dream, but it gives her a very strange feeling.

Not only this sudden strength, in many details, she clearly felt that standing in front of her eyes was not Linghu Yang, but another person.

Just when she didn't know what to answer, Su Yu stepped in in time and hugged her fist: ”Back to the Seventh Ancestor, Yanger did make a little difference.”

In Ling Huyang's memory, the seven ancestors cared for him a lot and were very friendly.

He is often called Yanger.

This self-proclaimed self made Yan Feiying finally find a little familiarity.

Those in the non-soul holy tribe do not know these details.

Qi Zu sat in the teacher's chair, looked up and down, and said, ”Your injury has recovered?”

The palm of the Nine Dead Trolls that year was a severance of Linghu Yang's cultivation.

Su Yu shook her head: ”That's not true, but under the action of my panacea and omnipotent panacea, my soul strength has grown a lot.”

Yan Feiying's eyes were bright again, and the tone was like Ling Huyang.

She didn't know that Su Yu knew from Linghuyang's memory that Linghuyang had been intoxicated with elixir for many years. It was not playfulness, but trying to recover her body.

I look forward to giving Yan Feiying his dignity and life as early as possible.

But these are all covered by his seemingly cynical appearance.