The moment this idea came up, Meng Fan became nervous and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
To seize the body, this is something that the big boss who should have disappeared into the dust of history has a bit of spirit still there and is unwilling to die, so he often does it in later generations.
In fact, there is nothing to say about this. The ants are still living in vain, and this world is originally about the jungle.
But if you find someone else to seize my body, I don’t care. But if you really want to seize me, then you are looking for the wrong person!
Meng Fan tried his best to calm down. He was neither happy nor sad. He must be calm when faced with big events.
If the other party really wants to seize you, then you should not panic at this time. You need to stay calm and calm to have any hope of winning this tough battle.
For Meng Fan, this is indeed a tough battle, and it is not one that has no chance of winning.
If it were a monk at the sixth level of Yin Shen, there would definitely be no way to face such a historical big shot taking over his body.
But Meng Fan's sixth level of spiritual guidance is not an ordinary sixth level of spiritual guidance.
He has cultivated the Soul of the Sword and the Dharma of Emperor Xi, and there is also a strange and unpredictable old monk in his mind.
No matter from which angle, it is not easy to seize Meng Fan.
The master of the Xuanwu Hall, it is hard to believe that this time he kicked the iron plate.
Just when Meng Fan mustered up the confidence to cheer himself up, the old monk's voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Donor Meng, be careful. This person is coming with force. He seems to want to take away your body. Moreover, the power of this person's soul is so terrifying that even I can't resist it. You must make plans quickly and go all out, and remember not to slack off. ah."
Hearing the old monk's words, Meng Fan felt a chill in his heart.
Just now, I said that someone else kicked the iron plate, but in the blink of an eye, I realized that it was me who kicked the iron plate.
The master of Xuanwu Hall is obviously much more tyrannical than he thought, which is extremely troublesome.
The old monk's words cheered up Meng Fan and he did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
In fact, he was not careless in the first place, but now he was really prepared.
To be honest, Meng Fan was a little confused. Logically speaking, Wu Yingying would not harm him.
She must have had a chance to let her come here. Why is it so dangerous now?
However, there is no need for Meng Fan to blame Wu Yingying. After all, the other party must have good intentions, or maybe he did bad things with good intentions. She probably did not expect that there would be such dangers in the ruins of the Heavenly King's Palace.
After all, the Heavenly King's Palace has been destroyed for so many years, and anyone would subconsciously think that there is nothing dangerous here anymore.
What's more, it has already happened, and it is meaningless to blame anyone at this time.
We have to find a way to solve this problem quickly!
You must not have your body taken away from you. There is a saying that if your body is really taken away from you, it will be more uncomfortable than death.
If you say you are dead, then you are dead. Dust will return to dust, everything will be over.
But if someone takes away your body and uses your body and identity to mess with you, how uncomfortable would it be?
I can't even die in peace!
This was something Meng Fan absolutely couldn't bear. He even vaguely made up his mind that if he really failed, he would not be able to withstand the seizure of his body by the master of Xuanwu Hall.
Then before failure, before being taken away, he would rather self-destruct.
It doesn't matter whether you can blow up the soul of the master of the Xuanwu Hall. What's important is that you can blow up your body to ashes, so that the other party can't successfully seize you.
Even if they can't die together, he can't tolerate others using his body to make trouble, do evil, and ruin his reputation.
"Huh?" Meng Fan frowned.
Just after the old monk finished speaking, he felt a terrifying aura coming, suppressing him until he couldn't breathe.
At this moment, Meng Fan couldn't even move his fingers. He was completely suppressed and imprisoned by this terrifying aura.
The next second, the Xihuang Dharma that he was so proud of was also banned and could not move.
As for the sword soul that I originally thought could compete with the master of Xuanwu Hall, it is completely impossible to use it at this moment.
Not to mention whether the soul of the sword is strong or not, it doesn't matter anymore. Even if it was really strong, it would have no effect at all, because Meng Fan simply couldn't use it at this moment.
This was something Meng Fan didn't expect. He had thought that he might not be his opponent, and he was even ready to self-destruct, wanting to die together.
Of course, according to Meng Fan's expectation, dying together would be difficult and difficult to achieve.
But what he didn't expect was that he was no longer qualified to self-destruct.
At this moment, he was completely imprisoned and couldn't even move his consciousness, let alone his physical body and true energy.
【Ruined】
An idea popped into Meng Fan's mind.
It seems that something is really going to happen this time, and the ending seems to be even more uncomfortable than death.
At this moment, Meng Fan was extremely helpless. In fact, he was very unwilling. He really didn't expect that his destiny would be to fall here.
Theoretically, I shouldn't be cold so early.
According to Meng Fan's understanding and guessing, he should be able to live for a long time and become very strong.
Otherwise, how could he return to the Hongxuan world in the past and accept the human king Nie Jingyun as his disciple?
If you die, then everything is in vain.
This involves a paradox!
Could it be that I am being sentimental? Are these all misunderstandings? The human king Nie Jingyun is not his future disciple at all?
But this is still wrong. Even if he misunderstood, how could the Human King know about the existence of Shu Changsheng?
Or is it that by accepting the King of Human Beings as his disciple, he is the master of the Xuanwu Hall who took away his body?
In this case, it seems to make sense.
It turns out that from the beginning to the end, the Human King in the Hongxuan World was not his disciple, but the disciple of the Master of the Human King Hall who had taken away his body.
Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel even more desperate.
Things in the world are unpredictable. After all, I was careless and misled. I really thought that I could survive safely until the day when I became the best master in the world.
At this moment, Meng Fan really thought that he was dead.
Because no matter from which angle you look at it, you have no way to survive and you can't turn things around at all.
The only trump card he could think of to survive was the small wooden sword given to him by his ancestor Yipo. However, in his current state, he could not even take out the small wooden sword, let alone activate it.
As for the small wooden sword actively activating the protector, it seems that it does not have this autonomous function and indeed needs to be activated by Meng Fan himself.
"Old monk, what should we do now? Is there any other way?"
At this time, it seemed quite helpless that he could only ask the old monk.
Because he couldn't do anything at the moment, he could still contact the old monk, but if he couldn't, he would treat it as a chat before his death.
