559: C559 Stand up

C559 Stand up

"Do you have any Illusion techniques or Disguise Skill?"

Su Lang lightly ordered, "Change your appearance!"

To be honest, it was a little strange to see someone who looked exactly like him kneeling in front of him, even though he knew that it was a Clone.

"Yes!"

Martial Saint Xianyang replied with difficulty.

As an Ancient Great Sage, he still had this bit of skill, and it was even more profound.

In a flash, he casted a Disguise Skill, changing his appearance and body shape.

This time, he looked completely different from Su Lang.

"En, you look much more pleasing to the eye. "

Su Lang smiled faintly, threw out a brick, and gave another order, "Kowtow on the brick!"

Martial Saint Xianyang immediately knocked his forehead on the brick. The way he kowtowed was very standard.

However, he looked very obedient, but this was what he was thinking.

"I am Martial Saint Xianyang, I will never kowtow!"

"Damn it! I can't control myself!"

"Poor me. Have I already become someone else's puppet? I can't accept this!"

"One misstep, eternal hatred!"

Martial Saint Xianyang's heart was bleeding. His dignity was being crushed, but he had no strength to resist.

"It's pretty fun!"

Su Lang smiled faintly. "Alright, stand up. "

Martial Saint Xianyang immediately stood up and obediently stood up like a child who had been punished.

"Do you want to die or live now?"

"If you want to live, then call me Master. "

"If you want to die, I will play you to death slowly. Of course, how long will you be played for before you die? I don't know either. "

"Maybe I'll keep playing until you don't want to die. "

Su Lang said slowly, "Now, tell me your choice!"

Martial Saint Xianyang was furious.

These two choices seemed different, but in fact, they were forcing him to surrender.

This was a choice!

Tears were running down Martial Saint Xianyang's face. He was an ancient Martial Saint who could kill immortals in the war of the continents, but today, he had fallen to such a state!

What a miserable state! He felt so bad for himself!

"I choose to live. . . "1

Martial Saint Xianyang finally made his choice.

He spat in his heart. Pooh, do I have a choice?

"Very good. "

Su Lang smiled faintly, "Hand over your inheritance. Leave everything to me. "

"Yes!"

"The treasures that I have collected in the past are all in the Immortal Palace. " Martial Saint Xianyang said.

Martial Saint Xianyang's voice was bitter, "Actually, I didn't prepare the cultivation technique inheritances. I need blank Jade Slips to record the cultivation technique. "

He originally did not plan to keep the inheritances. It was a pity that he was forced to take out the inheritances.

"The cultivation technique jade slips are in the space rings. "

Su Lang threw down a space ring, "Record every word clearly for me. Otherwise, the consequences will be very tragic. "

"Yes!"

Martial Saint Xianyang nodded and caught the space ring.

He opened it to take a look, and the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch. He saw tens of thousands of blank space rings inside the space ring!

"Oh my god!"

Martial Saint Xianyang's heart was bitter, "Does he really think that the ancient Martial Saint has over ten thousand cultivation techniques and inheritances? In terms of cultivation techniques, I can't do it either. "

Immediately, he took out a Jade Slip and began to inscribe cultivation techniques into it.

"Ah! My head hurts!"

The moment he entered, Martial Saint Xianyang cried out in pain and could not help but cover his forehead.

This was a sequela of possession. The Soul Origin was damaged. Once he used the mental energy to do some delicate work, his head would hurt.

"No matter what, you're an Ancient Great Sage. Why are you shouting?"

Su Lang waved his hand. "Forget it. Bring me to the treasure you have collected now. "

"Yes!"

Martial Saint Xianyang heaved a sigh of relief. He put away the Jade Slip and obediently turned around to lead the way.

He was really afraid that Su Lang would force him to engrave the cultivation technique. If he really did that, his Soul Origin would suffer even more injuries.

"Hehe, today I have earned a lot!"

Su Lang followed behind Martial Saint Xianyang and muttered excitedly, "Not only did I obtain all of Martial Saint Xianyang's belongings, I also took in an Ancient Martial Saint as my slave!"

Martial Saint Xianyang's face twitched, and his heart was filled with sadness and bitterness, "The person involved is right here! Can you not let me hear. . . "

At the same time.

Yaochi Yiran and the others, who were a hundred miles away, looked at Su Lang and the others as they flew towards Immortal Palace. They could not help but look at each other.

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