The right forearm of the saint's skeleton was severed with a snap. The arm bone was broken, and the holy marrow plasma flowed out, which also caused the white-haired soul's right arm to suddenly loosen.
Murong Ning'er fell to the ground helplessly. In front of a saint, she had no power to resist.
The white-haired soul slowly turned around and looked at the skeleton locked in the center of the altar.
It seemed that at this moment, he accepted Jiang Ning's statement that he was also dead long ago.
"I need a physical body!"
The white-haired man was out of his mind and slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Ning above the mouth of the well.
Jiang Ning suddenly felt a chill running down his body.
Isn't it, is it going to be taken away again?
Jiang Ning quickly summoned the Tiandaoding.
As long as the Tiandao Cauldron suppresses him, no one can take away his body!
However, he was still careless and almost took back the Tiandao Cauldron, exposing Chen Jienan and others for a moment.
The white-haired soul immediately changed its target and rose into the air in an instant. The seal that blocked Jiang Ning's footsteps like a barrier and could not penetrate deep into the well actually did not stop the white-haired soul at all.
The next moment, Chen Jienan trembled all over, and the aura around him suddenly changed drastically!
"Damn it, old ghost!"
Jiang Ning was furious, this old ghost's target was never him!
Actually targeting his own brother?
"Let him go!"
Jiang Ning shouted, took out the saint's bird leg from the cauldron, and at the same time accumulated the second sword of God's will on his fingertips, and smashed it towards Chen Jienan. Of course, the target was the white-haired soul in his body!
But in front of the saint, what use are these attacks?
As soon as Chen Jienan waved his hand, a barrier of holy will directly blocked Jiang Ning's sword blows.
"I, if I lend him my body, I will not destroy his soul!"
"I'm going to find the God's Realm and those bastards who broke their promises."
"If this person lends me his body, I will definitely have a chance to give it to him!"
After the saint finished speaking, he looked rationally down at the Consecration Well, snorted softly, and pointed towards the mouth of the well with one finger.
With a rumble, the entire Holy Seal Well exploded, nine chains exploded inch by inch, the seal and restrictions were shattered like a mirror, and countless runes on it disappeared instantly.
He is a saint, and there is no canonization method in the world. Unless he is willing, no one can canonize him!
"If you help me solve my dream, I will also give you some destiny, but everything will wait until I find Yan'er!"
The saint lowered his head and glanced at Murong Ning'er, who had just been rescued from the well by Jiang Ning.
There seems to be some hope that this woman is not Murong Ning'er, but Yan'er whom he has been waiting for for hundreds of years... no, millions of years.
"From now on, you are my adopted daughter!"
The saint said something to Murong Ning'er in a nonchalant manner, turned around, took a step, and suddenly disappeared.
"Where are you going?"
All the brothers were in shock.
The same is true for Jiangning.
Chen Jienan's body was abducted by the white-haired saint, and it was said that Chen Jienan's soul would not be destroyed, but how could Chen Jienan be willing to have his body taken away by others, even an ancient saint?
"I still want to control the saint..."
Jiang Ning sighed, a fragment of the saint's will from a finger bone almost chased him to death, let alone a complete saint's soul?
But the soul is gone, but the saint’s bones are still in front of you!
Just now, in addition to fishing out Murong Ning'er from the well, he also grabbed the skeleton of the saint.
The white-haired saint saw it but did not stop it.
It seems that this skeleton is no longer of use to him!
"How are you?" Put aside Chen Jienan's affairs for the time being. After all, let alone saving him, how can we save Chen Jienan's physical body from the hands of an ancient saint now that he can no longer even feel his breath?
This matter needs long-term consideration!
On the other hand, Murong Ning'er, as the saint said that he wanted to adopt her as his adopted daughter, a mark similar to a Taoist pattern suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.
The saint followed his words, and with just one sentence, her identity was determined!
"We have a saint godfather, why are you crying?"
Jiang Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Murong Ning'er was so frightened that she lay limp in his arms. She seemed to have no bones at the moment and was paralyzed in his arms. Her little face was in shock, and tears kept falling down. She seemed to be extremely frightened.
Is it ridiculous to be so frightened about the majestic Nirvana?
"Young Ancestor, will you no longer want me?"
Murong Ning'er suddenly tried her best and asked aggrievedly.
"..."
"You haven't been tainted. What's more, you just have a saint godfather. The old ghost didn't say that you would never marry... No, when did I say that I wanted you? Cheer up, brother Jienan
It's much worse than you, we have to find a way to save him!"
Business was pressing, and Murong Ning'er hurriedly regained her composure, barely suppressing the trembling all over her body.
When a saint is in front of him, he is like a butterfly falling into the hand of a cat. There is no other way to survive but to wait for death!
As for being recognized as an adopted daughter by that saint... would this really be a good thing?
If the chains of the Saint Well were not suddenly tightened, she might have died in the hands of that saint...
"Don't guess what his intentions are. What intentions can a lunatic have?"
Jiang Ning put away the saint's bones. This trip was a big loss. Although he got the bones, he lost the saint's soul, and he also lost his best brother!
"Although he looks sober and rational, his mind is still chaotic. He still doesn't know what he will do in the deserted tomb... He is carrying the skin of Brother Jienan. This is not to ruin Brother Jienan's reputation.
What?"
"It's good now. There are already two resurrected ancient saints in the deserted tomb!"
“It’s really a headache!”
Jiang Ning grabbed Murong Ning'er, took the remaining brothers and sisters, and quickly left the saint's tomb.
The saintly well here has collapsed, and the entire saint's tomb will collapse soon. It is not suitable to stay for a long time!
Escape from the saint's tomb was like a promise. As soon as everyone stepped out, the entire tomb collapsed.
A group of brothers lost their souls and no longer looked as happy and excited as they did when they stepped into this grave.
If Jiang Ning is their spiritual leader, then Chen Jienan is their leading second brother.
The second brother is gone or kidnapped by a saint. Who knows what will happen to him in the end?
"Brother Jiang, will that saint really reward Brother Jienan?"
A younger brother asked awkwardly.
Without Chen Jienan, they were too nervous to speak in front of Jiang Ning.
"Hard to say!"
Jiang Ning told the truth, not that he doubted the holy words of the mad saint.
But the mad saint himself is a crazy person. Even if he regains consciousness temporarily, when he truly understands that the world is no longer what it used to be, how should he face the East Victory Star today?
When the stimulation comes, I really don’t know what kind of abuse Chen Jienan’s body will suffer!
Apart from this, Chen Jienan's cultivation level is only at the peak of Nirvana.
How could his body hold the soul of a saint?
If something unexpected happens...
"It's too careless. This kind of thing can never happen again!"
Jiang Ning sighed and glanced at the remaining brothers, especially at Murong Ning'er who was following him.
