Chapter 777 (1/2)

”What's the matter, little master?”

Ding Shuai's exclamation was abrupt. The soul emperor's heart jumped and his hands tightened. With a click of the handrail carved by the black soul precious jade, several cracks appeared.

”What's the matter?” one side, the old pen also jumped up and stared at Ding Shuai, almost pinching his neck.

”No... no...”

Ding Shuai stammered a few breaths, turned around, pointed to the rear and said, ”the little master is back... No... It feels like the old master is back...”

”Old... The old master is back? Sure enough... I feel the true spirit of the old master...”

Now, these people couldn't sit still. The soul emperor trembled and stood up and looked in the direction pointed by Ding Shuai.

Empress Huang and others are not specialized in soul art. They feel that they are not as agile as him, but they are also excited.

In the distance, a burly figure has appeared. Once again, it has appeared in front of everyone.

”Little master... Master... This...”

Looking at the young face and feeling the familiar breath, several people were stunned there.

Xiang Yang shook his head and smiled: ”ghost fog, why are you stunned? Don't you recognize it?”

Soon, he reacted, laughed, and his body changed again and again: ”why? Can Zhenling still make mistakes? Well, this is my reincarnation... Don't be stunned...”

”Sure enough, it's you!”

Listening to the title that had not been heard for more than 100000 years, the soul emperor wept and bowed down with several people.

”My subordinates pay a visit to my master...!”

......

The Hunyuan Taoist palace is the treasure of the life of the multi treasure Immortal King. Although Xiang Yang's current cultivation can't inspire Ruyi, some basic functions can also be applied without hindrance. When the light flashed, several people disappeared.

Hunyuan tower has only 99 floors. Even the soul emperor doesn't know that there are still 100 floors.

This is an extremely strange space, vast and boundless, with misty fog everywhere. There is a black fog source in the middle, and there are dense light doors around, hundreds of thousands, and I don't know where to go.

The soul emperor looked at the center and said in surprise, ”master, this is the source of dirt... But why did the mixed yuan thunder sound outside two hundred years ago.”

Xiang Yang shook his head and said with a smile, ”it's just a dirty soul. The dirty source is really outside... It's inconvenient to take it back for the time being. Well, it's been too long. This group of dirty souls has consumed almost...”

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers, and there were two more black fog in the center, which immediately thickened the fog in the whole space.