After saying that, Xiao Yan did not wait for Ding Yue to react. This palm was a palm that Xiao Yan slapped out of the vacuum space in the sea water by burning his life.

"Mr. Xiao... please live... come!!" Ding Yue ejaculated backwards, and the lingering sound came into Xiao Yan's ears.

"I didn't see that Brother Xiao Yan is still such a righteous person, but don't worry, no matter whether you die or not, the lives of all the animals in the Haisha clan today must be left here." Mo Ning stared at Xiao Yan and said while grinning.

At this time, Xiao Yan had quietly put the Eight Treasures Source Spirit Fruit he had obtained before into his mouth. Now there is no way. I hope that as Ding Yue said, the better the Eight Treasures Source Spirit Fruit is when seriously injured, but it is not an ordinary fruit. Xiao Yan prayed silently in his heart.

Xiao Yan thought about it and found life and death funny.

The Eight Treasure Source Spirit Fruit was swallowed by Xiao Yan, and a sweetness filled Xiao Yan's throat, one second...two seconds...

Xiao Yan was waiting for the magical effect of the Eight Treasure Source Spirit Fruit, but what he waited for was Xiao Yan sighing helplessly and said, "Good luck is gone this time, it's a bit unlucky."

Mo Ning had already come to Xiao Yan with a black sword. The two of them were only five meters away and looked at each other.

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you have any last words? I will try my best to help you." Mo Ning said with a smile.

Xiao Yan smiled when he heard this and just raised his head slowly. Even though he was seriously injured, Xiao Yan's eyes were still shining with splendor, and the confidence revealed in his eyes made Mo Ning a little surprised.

"Brother Geng Ping, do you think I will die?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you still have the power to resist?" Mo Ning was puzzled.

"No..." Xiao Yan replied.

Mo Ning shook his head with a wry smile. He raised the black sword in his hand and pointed it at Xiao Yan. As long as the black sword fell, he could directly cut off Xiao Yan's head.

"But I don't think I will die, do you believe it?" Just as Mo Ning was about to swing the black sword, Xiao Yan's face was still confident.

As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, Mo Ning's eyes suddenly shrank. His eyes stared behind Xiao Yan, and he didn't know what he saw, which made his eyes reveal nervousness and fear.

Mo Ning gritted his teeth immediately, but it was impossible to delay, and something changed!

call out!

Mo Ning no longer hesitated and suddenly used all his strength to swing the black sword in his hand fiercely and pointed it straight at Xiao Yan!

Xiao Yan did not retreat, of course, because Xiao Yan no longer had the strength to avoid it, so he could only watch the black sword slashing towards him, but even so, Xiao Yan still had a confident smile.

The black sword fell very fast, but for Mo Ning, it seemed that she had been waiting for the moment when Xiao Yan's head landed on the ground, and she had been waiting for such a century.

Buzz!!

This was the sound in Mo Ning's mind. At this moment, it seemed as if a huge bell was ringing in his mind.

The black sword was floating between Xiao Yan's neck. Within two fingers, Xiao Yan's head fell to the ground, but it was only a little short of each time.

"Look, Brother Geng Ping... I said I can't die, you don't believe it." Xiao Yan smiled.

"ah!!"

Mo Ning let out a heart-wrenching roar. This pain came from the soul. Xiao Yan never turned his head because he knew that behind him must be his shadow.

Bang!

With a sound of flesh, the saury finger on Mo Ning's left hand suddenly broke. Xiao Yan saw his ring finger turning into ashes with his left hand, and the saury finger that Mo Ning's left hand flew to Xiao Yan's disappearing ring finger.

Mo Ning's devouring finger became Xiao Yan's ring finger. Xiao Yan moved his new finger. This strange scene surprised Xiao Yan slightly.

"No... impossible!! I haven't lost yet... why?!" Mo Ning endured the pain, bloodshot on his eyes, and he didn't believe the scene in front of him.

At the same time, the moment Xiao Yan got the finger of Mo Ning Shisheng, some fragments appeared in his mind.

A man's back faced a dark purple world. Countless monsters rushed past him below. The man's palm slightly poked out, and with a bang, countless monsters turned into ashes.

"This is the finger of devouring life, which can devour tens of thousands of powers to turn it into all. Do you... understand? Xiao Yan." The man murmured, and after saying that, he turned his head slightly. Xiao Yan's mind was as if there were thousands of thunders thunder. Xiao Yan stared at the side face tightly, and his mind was extremely turbulent!

A person can be unaware of all appearances, but for himself, his eyes, nose, mouth, and every facial feature is the most profound look in his memory. Only his own face will never admit his mistake!

Although I only saw a side face, Xiao Yan was 100% sure that his face was... himself!!

What's even stranger is that even the voice of speaking is exactly the same as Xiao Yan himself.

Xiao Yan's first reaction was the illusion, but the scenes around him were extremely real. Although they looked similar to the sound, the momentum emitted by his clothes and body was far inferior to Xiao Yan. If we look at this point, this figure was not himself.

Shisheng Finger, yes, he is the master of Shisheng Finger, then... who will he be?

Why do you look like yourself?

Xiao Yan was full of doubts, but while he was still thinking about it, a stream of energy suddenly swept through his four meridians and eight meridians, and then the surging immortal source energy surged into his dantian, and a feeling of comfort suddenly flowed through his limbs and bones.

Xiao Yan's injuries were recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, while Mo Ning's body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahhh... it's impossible, I'm the inheritor!! I'm the master..." Mo Ning roared wildly, but his vitality was absorbed by Xiao Yan's left and right hands.

Not only life, soul power, immortal source energy and his physical bloodline were all swallowed by the devour.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes. As for Mo Ning's scream, he had never heard it, and was completely immersed in this state.

Xiao Yan could feel the source energy, vitality, and soul power coming from his fingers, which caused his strength to break directly from the early stage of the Five-Star Douxian to the middle stage of the Five-Star Douxian. His physical injuries were completely healed, and his soul power was enhanced again, but there was still some gap between him and the quasi-domain realm.

There is not much immortal source energy devoured from Mo Ning, and Mo Ning himself does not cultivate the power of souls. If the power of souls is slightly stronger, Xiao Yan's soul power will have a chance to reach the quasi-domain realm.

The immortal source energy coming from the Shisheng Finger was not strong, but Xiao Yan still had a surging immortal source energy pouring into his dantian.

"It turned out to be the Eight Treasure Source Spiritual Fruit..."
Chapter completed!