Chapter 750 (1/2)

A man came slowly in the dark fog. With hands on his back, white hair and eyebrows, he looks very feminine and has a strange temperament, but he is in his twenties. But no one dares to belittle him, because he is the fairy king who controls the soul in the Starry Sea.

The fairy king of the soul is very legendary. He entered the sea of stars when he was cultivating. Later, he found that XingKong sea was his lucky place, because it was an ancient battlefield with endless ghosts. There were many broken ancient spirits, and even the pool of death. Therefore, the cultivation speed of the soul fairy king was very fast, and he rushed to the fairy King's throne in a short time.

But the price is that the sequence in his body has been changed, and he can't easily get out of the sea of stars. Because the ordinary light of the outside world is extremely fatal to him, which can directly shine him to death.

The doctor stopped and looked at the fairy King full of expectation.

”Well, I'll see. Don't disturb me later.” There was impatience in the eyes of the fairy king of the soul, and his hands moved in the void. Suddenly, a ghost like black fog came from afar.

Look at the face and figure. Who is Meng Xuan?

The ghost's eyes are dull, without the slightest vivid color. As soon as the black fog came near, it was still in the hands of the Immortal King of the soul, and it completely dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

”See, it's a ghost. Before it gets close, it dissipates in the sky and the earth. There's no chance of reincarnation. It's a real ghost. I don't even have a chance to enter the pool of my life. ” The fairy king turned and rushed into the black fog, ”Meng Xuan is dead!”

Hundreds of people stayed in the same place, some regretted, sad, but more excited.

At a glance, everyone saw that the ghost was the evidence of Meng Xuan's last existence in the world. Even if he was not attracted by the Immortal King of the soul, it would dissipate in a short time.

Three hours later, the news spread all over China and the West.

Hearing the speech, the king of Tibet was stunned for a long time. Then he sighed: ”ah, it's really full of disasters.”

Hong Zheng's face was calm: ”he will come back.”

Xiao Huangji, Su Jiujiu, Yao Qingcheng heard the words, one by one tearful, just get together not long, he really died?

Su Jiujiu recovered from the closed pass, dressed in white, looking at Hong: ”Meng Xuan is OK, right?”

Three women cry, let Hongzheng some upset, indifferent said: ”he has nothing, you don't know?”

Su Jiujiu's face turned white, almost tottering.

Hong see this, also don't have the heart to get angry again, coldly said: ”don't worry, he will come back.”

The goblin cried: ”menglang is dead, I'm a widow.”

Western religion, fenghuangnv is closed, get this news, breathing is a stagnation.

”Dead like that?” Fenghuangnv is hard to accept. She hasn't settled with Meng Xuan, and she hasn't got revenge.

In the fall of the devil, the Wutong fairy king was dawdled and waken up once, and his complexion was very gaunt. She can only lie on the stone platform and try her best to close her breath in order to maintain the body function.

If she can't find the chaotic soil, her cultivation will be reduced to the peak in ten years, she will never have a further chance in twenty years, and she will wither and die completely in thirty years.