Meng siran was seriously injured, but the second God of the king body was so overbearing! What's more, Meng siran's constitution is beyond the existence of God King body.

Let's not say that a monk of the same rank, even a monk whose magic power has crushed her in a great realm, must die in front of the killing arrow of the yuan God.

However, at the moment, this young man in Dragon Robe is unhurt!

Meng siran, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, did not have a trace of surprise on his face, because his secret treasure was given by the youth in front of him!

"Adoptive father!? Really Is it really you? " As soon as the second God returned to the body, Meng siran, whose mouth overflowed with gold and blood, rushed forward regardless of his own injury.

The young man in Dragon Robe has a shawl and black hair. He is tall and straight, like the beloved of heaven and earth.

Black dragon horn is born on the top of the head, and a pair of pupils is golden dragon pupil! As if there was a golden flame beating!

, the face as like as two peas Lu Shaoqian.

It's like a mold!

No wonder that Meng siran mistook Lu Shaoqian for her adoptive father when she met her on that day, because they were so similar!

The young dragon robed youth's arms were slightly open. It seemed that they had been sleeping too long. They could not help stretching their muscles and bones and feeling the breath of the world.

Seeing Meng siran coming forward, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the young man in the Dragon Robe and said with a light smile, "my dear daughter, why don't you kowtow and salute when you see your adoptive father?"

The girl, who was about to jump into her adoptive father's arms, immediately stopped. At this time, they were only two meters away.

At first, the girl was stunned. In the depth of her pupils, she seemed to have a bit of doubt. She felt that the young man in front of her was slightly different from her adoptive father in her impression.

After a little hesitation, Meng siran bowed down and said respectfully:

"Silan visited his adoptive father. Adoptive father, why are you hiding in my sea of knowledge? What's going on here? "

"It's a long story. My adoptive father will explain it to you later. You should know that you don't have much time left in this space-time. Why don't you kill him? "

When it comes to the "he" Dragon Robe, the youth's mood fluctuates obviously, showing the hatred of heaven.

In the face of this question, Meng siran is frozen in place, I don't know how to answer it, and is silent for a moment.

"Can't you tell me? Then let me answer you! He's your own father, so you don't have the heart to kill him, do you? "

Young Dragon Robe, light wave sleeve robe, face dew sneer.

"Adoptive father, you?"

Meng siran was startled, and her body was straight and straight, as if she had found something. The power of the second God was not driven by it.

"If he doesn't die, I will never get Yin Qingxue! I have already got the fighting holy body. As long as I get the Yuan Yin power of the original body of Dao, even the way of heaven can't help me! I'm the strongest in this discipline! I am! "

If the youth of the Dragon Robe is crazy, it is the language of heaven!

At this moment, Meng Silan finally knows that this man is not his adoptive father!

Meng siran is trying to urge the power of the second God again, but seeing the young man's sleeve and robe waving, Meng siran only feels that the surrounding space seems to be fixed, and he is actually hard to move!

The power of space!

The young man in front of him has completely mastered the power of space among the three supreme attributes!

"Let me go! You are not my adoptive father! Who the hell are you? " Meng siran is completely flustered. It's terrible! The man in front of me is really terrible!

Every action can imprison a space of heaven and earth. This power has already surpassed Meng siran's cognition!