Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

Meng Siran was seriously injured. However, the second Primordial Spirit of the Godly Kingly Body was extremely overbearing! Furthermore, Meng Siran's physique was an existence that surpassed the Godly Kingly Body.    

    

Not to mention cultivators of the same cultivation level, even if the magic strength crushed a cultivator of a large cultivation level, in front of this Primordial Spirit's killing arrow, she should still die without a doubt.    

    

However, at this moment, this dragon-robed young man was actually completely unharmed!    

    

Meng Siran who witnessed this scene with her own eyes did not have a trace of surprise on her face, because this secret treasure was a gift from this dragon robed young man in front of her!    

    

"Father!? It is really... really you!?" The second Primordial Spirit had just returned to its original form, and Meng Siran, who had a trace of golden blood flowing out from the corner of her mouth, did not care about her own injuries as she rushed forward.    

    

This young man in the dragon robe had shoulder-length black hair. He was tall and straight, as if he was the beloved child of the heavens and earth. He was valiant and extraordinary.    

    

Black dragon horns grew out of his head, and his eyes were golden with dragon pupils! It was as if there were golden flames dancing around him!    

    

His face was exactly the same as Lu Shaoqian's!    

    

It was simply carved from the same mold!    

    

No wonder Meng Siran mistook Lu Shaoqian for her foster father when she saw him that day. It was because the two of them were too similar!    

    

The young man in the dragon robe opened his arms slightly, as if he had been sleeping for too long. He couldn't help but stretch his arms and relax his muscles as he sensed the aura of Heaven and Earth.    

    

Seeing Meng Siran coming forward, the eyes of the dragon-robed youth flashed with a trace of light as he said with a faint smile, "My good daughter, why did you not kowtow when you saw your foster father?"    

    

The young girl who was about to throw herself into the embrace of her foster father immediately stopped. At this moment, there was only two meters between the two of them.    

    

The young girl was stunned for a moment. A hint of doubt flashed across the depths of her eyes, as she vaguely felt that the young man in front of her was slightly different from her godfather.    

    

He hesitated for a moment. Meng Siran bowed slightly and said respectfully,    

    

"Siran greets foster father. Foster father, why are you hiding in my sea of consciousness? What is going on? "    

    

" It's a long story. Father will explain it to you in the future. You should know that you don't have much time left in this dimension. Why haven't you killed him yet!? "    

    

The young man in the dragon robe was clearly moved by the mention of 'him', and his face was filled with hatred.    

    

Facing this question, Meng Siran froze on the spot. She didn't know how to reply, and was silent for a moment.    

    

"Can't say? Then let me answer you! He is your biological father, so you can't bear to kill him! Right?"    

    

The young man in the dragon robe waved his sleeve and revealed a cold smile.    

    

"Father, you?"    

    

Meng Siran's heart was startled and she straightened her body as if she had discovered something. She could not help but activate the power of the second Primordial Spirit.    

    

"If he doesn't die, I will never be able to obtain Yin Qingxue! I have already obtained the Battle Saint Physique. As long as I can obtain the power of the primordial yin from the Dao Origin Physique, even the Heavenly Dao will not be able to do anything to me! I am the strongest in this aeon! I am the one!"    

    

The dragon-robed youth seemed to have gone mad, and actually spoke words that defied the heavens!    

    

At this moment, Meng Siran finally knew that the person in front of her was definitely not her foster father!    

    

Meng Siran was just about to urge the power of the second Primordial Spirit when she saw the dragon-robed young man wave his sleeve. Meng Siran only felt that the surrounding space seemed to be frozen and she was actually unable to move at all!    

    

The power of space!    

    

This young man in front of her had actually completely grasped the spatial power of one of the three supreme attributes!    

    

"Let me go! You're not my foster father! Who are you!? " Meng Siran completely panicked. It was too terrifying! The person in front of her was really too terrifying!    

    

To be able to imprison a part of the space with just a wave of his hand, this kind of power had already exceeded Meng Siran's understanding!