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And there are four or five powerful dragon souls behind, all of whom are stronger than the sixth level of Xuxian.
The strongest one is even in the realm of the ninth level of Xuxian.
How can we deal with so many bad things.
And even if it can be dealt with.
That also provoked the people in the underworld.
In the future, we will always be wanted by the underworld.
Sooner or later, he will be taken away by the underworld.
I don't want to live a life of running for my life all day long!
"It's over...it's over..."
"They're coming..."
Meng Xinghui was trapped and could only watch those erratic servants approaching.
Although these ghosts do not have the powerhouses at the peak of Xuxian, they do have a green dragon soul, which is the ninth level of Xuxian.
Under the same rank, the strength of Dragon Soul is extremely terrifying.
It is far from being an existence that he, a human virtual fairy, can contend with.
Yunyang walked up to Meng Chuan.
Clasping fists with both hands, under Meng Xinghui's eyes, he bent down and saluted.
"See you sir!"
Meng Xinghui was like petrified.
The body no longer struggled, but recalled the words just now.
Meet my lord?
How does my father have so much face in front of this group of bad guys?
Turned out to be an adult?
Just two simple words of "adult" can be associated with many things.
This Yunyang is not simple, the palace master of the underworld.
In charge of all the affairs of the Xuantian Immortal Dynasty.
It is one of the most powerful hells in the world.
This level of yin difference has a very high status.
Chapter 204 The Return
The ninefold Qinglong Soul walked in front of Meng Chuan, but also lowered its high head.
"See you sir!"
Not only him, but the dragon souls behind also bowed their heads in salute.
"See you sir!"
"See you sir!"
...
Meng Xinghui could be said to be at a loss.
"Why do these ghosts call my father an adult?"
"Could it be..."
"What unknown identity does my father have?"
"It's also very frightening to make these bad things happen."
He felt that the identity of his father must not be simple.
Meng Chuan almost nodded at these Yin.
"I have eradicated all the disciples of the Soul Devouring Palace. Take these souls back to the underworld."
As he said that, he released all the hundreds of ghosts he killed just now.
Yunyang took the lead and put all these ghosts in chains.
With the suppression of the dragon soul, these ghosts will naturally not be able to make waves.
Moreover, these chains also have the effect of imprisoning the soul.
Yunyang bowed and saluted.
"Thank you, my lord, for your help!"
He also knew that the Soul Devouring Palace often made troubles in this area, but he never found the Soul Devouring Palace's lair.
They also sent ghosts to the Black Mist Swamp to explore, but all the ghosts they sent disappeared without a trace.
The main reason is that the strength of Soul Eater Shura is too terrifying. Among the hundreds of evil spirits sacrificed, more than [-] are in the realm of Shura.
In the original Xuantian Yinfu, there were only two people who could reach the imaginary fairyland.
Naturally, it is difficult to deal with this Soul Eater Palace.
No matter how many people are sent, it is only to deliver food to Soul Eater Shura.
Meng Chuan nodded.
Yunyang left with these ghosts.
Only Meng Xinghui was left in a daze.
He didn't understand the situation in front of him.
I only know that Meng Chuan's strength is definitely much more terrifying than imagined.
I really have a great father.
In the future, it can be regarded as having a backer.
...
Xuantian Xian Dynasty.
The streets and alleys are full of pedestrians.
Small vendors selling goods make this place very lively.
On the street, a young man looked very strange.
In broad daylight, the sun was shining brightly, but I held a paper umbrella.
On his shoulder, there is a black bird.
Chirping.
As if to say something.
The young man held an umbrella and talked to himself from time to time.
It's like having a conversation with someone.
"Father, I didn't expect that after 7000 years, the Xuantian Dynasty would become like this..."
"I don't know if Yihong Courtyard is still here..."
"Father, hurry up to that road, I remember Yihong Courtyard is over there..."
The birds chirped.
Outsiders cannot understand what it is saying.
But Meng Chuan understood.
This is soul transmission.
Only two people can understand it.
Meng Chuan did not change his path, but still walked towards the Meng family compound.
"What time is this, and I'm still thinking about those crooked ones."
Hearing this, the little black bird calmed down immediately.
In the state of the soul, he cannot see the sunlight, so he turns into a bird and hides on his shoulder.
There is a paper umbrella on it to shade, and there will be no problem.
A soul of his level wouldn't have any big problems seeing the sun.
But it's always good to be safe.
"Father, where did you go? Why did the incense in the ancestral hall go out?" Meng Xinghui was also very puzzled when he thought of what happened back then.
No matter how good it is, the incense will go out.
Now ten thousand years have passed, and the father has returned to the family.
"I went to a place and wasted thousands of years." The place Meng Chuan was referring to was the underworld.
"Now when I return to the clan, the first thing I think of is to find your soul."
"After recasting the truth, you have to fight for your father."
"Cultivate well, and become a great emperor as soon as possible!"
Cha Cha Cha!
The little black bird flapped its wings and flew up.
Due to the large flying range, it is beyond the range of the oil-paper umbrella.
The dazzling sunlight shone on its body, and black smoke immediately rose from its feathers.
This time, the little black bird finally became honest and flew back to his shoulder.
"Dad!"
"You are really my dear father!"
"Look at my bird, do you seem to be able to cultivate into the appearance of a great emperor?"
Great Emperor.
That is the supreme ruler of heaven and earth.
Even in the heavens, there are only a handful of people who can become emperors.
To become a great emperor, qualifications, opportunities, and luck are all indispensable.
He didn't think that he could become a great emperor in the future.
Meng Chuan looked at the little black bird on his shoulder, and said, "As long as you work hard, dad will make you a great emperor!"
He has a sign-in system and training a great emperor is very easy.
The premise is that Meng Xinghui must work hard to cultivate.
You can't think about those nonsense things all day long.
"Father... just blow it!" The little black bird turned his head away, with a look of disbelief on his face.
If it is so easy to become the Great Emperor, wouldn't the Great Emperor be like a dog in this world?
Meng Chuan just took a deep look at the little black bird and didn't continue talking.
Not long after, he walked to the door of Meng's house.
Step in the door.
There is a transparent enchantment at the door of the door.
When stepping through the barrier, the inside and outside of the door are like two worlds.
The aura here is as thick as mist.