Chapter 559 Get up, Stand up Obediently

"Is there any illusion or camouflage?"

Su Lang gave the order lightly, "Change your appearance!!"

To be honest, it was a bit strange to see someone exactly like him kneeling in front of him, even though he knew in his heart that it was a clone.

"Have!"

Xianyang Martial Saint replied irresistibly.

As an ancient great sage, this method is still available, and it is relatively advanced.

Immediately, he used a camouflage technique to change his face and figure.

This time it looks completely different from Su Lang.

"Well, it looks more pleasing to the eye."

Su Lang smiled lightly, threw out a slab, and ordered again, "Kowtow on the slab!!"

"Dong Dong Dong!"

Xianyang Wusheng immediately kowtowed his forehead on the brick, and his kowtow posture was very standard.

However, he looks very submissive, but his mental activity is like this:

"what!!"

"My dignified Xianyang Martial Saint, I will never kowtow!"

"Damn! I can't control myself!"

"Poor me, have I become someone else's puppet? I'm not reconciled!"

"One slip, eternal hatred-!!"

Xianyang Wusheng's heart is bleeding, his dignity is shattering, but he has no resistance...

. "Ok!"

"It's quite fun!"

Su Lang smiled lightly, "Okay, get up, stand up obediently."

Xianyang Wusheng immediately stood up and stood as obediently as the punished child.

"Do you want to die or live now?"

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

"If you want to die, I will slowly play you to death. Of course, I don't know how long it will take you to die."

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

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

Xianyang Wusheng has 100 million grass and horses running in his heart.

These two choices seem to be different, but in fact they are forcing him to surrender.

This is such a choice!

The heart of Xianyang Wusheng is in tears. I am a dignified ancient Wusheng, who killed the immortals in the battle of the mainland, and today has fallen to such a point!

It's so miserable... I feel so sorry for myself!

"I choose to live..."

Xianyang Wusheng finally made his own choice.

He sighed bitterly in his heart: Bah, do I have a choice?

"very good."

Su Lang smiled lightly, "Hand over your inheritance, and leave everything to me."

"Yes!"

"The treasures I collected before are all in Asgard."

Xianyang Wusheng's voice was bitter, "I actually haven't prepared the inheritance of the exercises. I need a blank jade slip to enter the exercises."

He didn't intend to leave the inheritance, but now the poor is forced to take out the inheritance.

"Gongfa jade slip is in the space ring."

Su Lang threw down a space ring, "Give me a clear entry, word by word, otherwise your consequences will be disastrous."

"Yes!"

Xianyang Wusheng nodded and caught the space ring.

When he opened it, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. He saw that there were tens of thousands of blank jade slips in the space ring!

"My God!"

Xianyang Wusheng felt bitter in his heart, "Is it true that the ancient Wusheng has tens of thousands of exercises to inherit? I'm also very poor in terms of exercises..."

Immediately, he involuntarily took out a jade slip and began to enter the exercises into it.

"Ah!! Headache!"

As soon as he entered, Xianyang Wusheng cried out in pain and couldn't help covering his forehead.

This is the sequelae after taking the house, which damages the origin of the soul. Once you use your mental power to do some delicate work, your head will hurt a lot.

"Anyway, he is also an ancient great sage, is he called Mao?"

Su Lang waved his hand, "Forget it, now take me to get the treasure you collected."

"Yes!"

Xianyang Wusheng heaved a sigh of relief, took the jade slip, and obediently turned around to lead the way.

He was really afraid that Su Lang asked him to forcibly record the exercises. If he did that, his soul source would be further traumatized.

"Hey, today is a big profit!"

Su Lang followed Xianyang Martial Saint and muttered excitedly, "Not only did he gain Xianyang Martial Saint's whole body, but he also accepted an ancient Martial Saint as a servant, Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"..."

. Xianyang Wusheng's face twitched, and his heart was filled with sadness and bitterness, "The client is here, can you not let me hear..."

at the same time.

Yaochi Yiran and the others from a hundred miles away watched Su Lang and the two fly towards the Immortal Palace. You can't help but look at me, I look at you, with big eyes and small eyes...