"If it's Song Keqing... you can give it a try." Li Wanlong pondered for a moment and actually agreed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I will use the Pluto Bell to protect you." Zhang Lingyue said.

Song Renjia nodded and walked to Meng Ao.

He took a deep breath and placed his palms on Meng Ao's lowered head.

After stimulating the golden elixir in the body, a weak suction force came out, and the power of Meng Ao's Yin spirit entered Song Renjia's Dantian.

"uh-huh……"

Meng Ao's eyes focused, he raised his head and looked into Song Renjia's eyes.

The next moment, Song Renjia's face changed drastically and he stepped back hard, but he couldn't remove his hand from Meng Ao's head.

Although Meng Ao was seriously injured and suppressed, Song Renjia's cultivation level was too low after all. After contacting Meng Ao, he did wake up Meng Ao, but when Meng Ao saw that it was Song Renjia, a counter-devouring power came from Meng Ao.

Ao's body came out, and the power of the Yin spirit in Song Renjia's body and his vitality were swallowed up by Ao from his back!

"Suppress!" Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Lingyue's face changed. The Pluto Bell in her hand came out, quickly enlarged, and covered Meng Ao's head. A suppressing force enveloped him, and Meng Ao immediately felt the power in his body.

The power of the Yin spirit was stagnated.

Song Renjia's hand suddenly let go and he took a few steps back, still feeling frightened.

"Song Aiqing, how are you?" Li Wanlong asked.

"My cultivation level is too low, and I was almost attacked by him." Song Renjia shook his head and sighed.

"It's fine. But he finally came to his senses." Li Wanlong stared at Meng Ao and said.

At this moment, Meng Ao no longer looked like he was bowing his head and dying, but stared at Li Wanlong with a pair of bright eyes.

"Are you the emperor of future generations?" Meng Ao asked.

"I am the seventh emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Chong of the Tang Dynasty." Li Wanlong said.

"The kings of later generations look pretty good, but compared with the First Emperor, they are still far behind." Meng Ao said.

"Why did the First Emperor wake up in the underworld?" Song Renjia asked.

"This is not something I should be concerned about. I just need to recruit generals for our emperor." Meng Ao said, he looked at Zhang Lingyu: "Emperor of the Nether Dragon, if you surrender, you will become the first rank of generals under our emperor's command.

, in the future, your Minglong clan will be even more glorious."

"Oh? The first sequence?" Zhang Lingyu asked curiously: "So which sequence are you in?"

"Before you officially become our emperor's general, I will not tell you our emperor's information." Meng Ao said.

"It's not up to you." Li Jun snorted coldly, and he waved a fire bird into Meng Ao's body.

Now that Meng Ao is no longer self-isolated, Li Jun wants him to taste the heart-burning feeling of fire.

The firebird entered the body, but Meng Ao's face did not show any pain.

"How is this possible?" Li Jun's face changed.

Before Meng Ao had not closed his self-awareness, his body was still experiencing some excruciating pain. But now that Meng Ao was awake, he showed no pain at all.

"He is indeed a first-class general under the First Emperor's command. Such endurance is rare." Li Wanlong said.

"All the generals under my emperor's command are like this." Meng Ao raised his head slightly, showing a hint of pride.

Li Wanlong frowned, it seems that the ministers and generals of the Tang Dynasty could not do this.

It seemed that for a while, there was nothing he could do about this Meng Ao.

"Li Jun, keep a close guard and don't let him escape," Li Wanlong said.

"I obey."

He took Song Renjia out of the prison of trapped immortals and asked Song Renjia: "Ke Qing Song, how strong do you think the First Emperor's power is now?"

"I don't know." Song Renjia shook his head: "Just judging from Meng Ao, although he is famous, he is not the most famous general in the Qin Dynasty."

"Historically speaking, Wang Jian is equal to him and is not weaker than him. His descendant Meng Tian is even better than his predecessor."

"There are also Li Xin, Wang Ben, Meng Yi, Prime Minister Li Si, etc... I don't know if all those who descended from the Qin Dynasty in the netherworld have come back to life."

"In addition to the famous generals of the original Qin Dynasty, there are also many ethnic groups in the Netherworld who have chosen to surrender, such as the Black Scale Clan." Zhang Lingyue said.

"What are the chances of Yin spirit beings from the Netherworld appearing in the Earthly Immortal World?" Li Wanlong asked.

"I guess it will definitely happen. It's just a matter of time." Song Renjia said, "What the First Emperor wanted was unification. He wanted everything he could see to be under his control."

"His goal is the Three Realms?" Li Wanlong asked.

"Yes, because he himself is a very special existence." Song Renjia said, "He represents part of the will of heaven to destroy and destroy."

"Even if you are a saint, you dare not say that you can represent the will of heaven." Li Wanlong frowned, "Unless he is the master of the three saints in the prehistoric period."

"I don't understand this." Song Renjia said helplessly: "After all, I'm just a pill-forming person."

"The fact that you can tell me so much has made me understand a lot of things." Li Wanlong said, "What are your plans in the future?"

"I need to go back to the human world." Song Renjia said.

"It's okay to go and take a look. The First Emperor's goal is the entire Three Realms, and the human world will naturally not let it go." Li Wanlong said.

"Then I took my leave."

"Go ahead."

…

After leaving the palace, Song Renjia picked up Su Liyue's brother and sister and prepared to set off again to Wugong Mountain.

"I won't follow you," said the little green lion. "Following you will only lead to serious trouble. I'm going to go to the east to take a look and look for the dragon-horned tiger."

"Then you should be more careful on your own." Song Renjia said without forcing him.

"Dad Song, this is for you. Practice it when you have time. It's not bad to be a big eater." The little green lion threw a jade slip to Song Renjia.

"Isn't this the kind of person who attracts anger and swallows the world? The one who will have diarrhea if he swallows too much?" Song Renjia said speechlessly.

"Don't say that, I have diarrhea because I haven't practiced well enough." Xiao Qingshi smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, I'll practice when I have time. It's quite fun, and maybe it will have unexpected effects sometimes." Song Renjia smiled and put the jade slip into the diamond space of the watch.

"Well, Mr. Song, farewell!" The little green lion jumped out from the brass flying boat, turned into a ray of blue light, and flew towards the distance.

"Let's go to Wugong Mountain. I hope it goes smoothly this time." Song Renjia said.

The brass flying boat flew rapidly, but after flying for half a day, it was blocked again.

Boom!

A strong man wearing black and green tiger-head armor stood in front of the brass flying boat, putting one hand on the front of the flying boat to stop it.

Song Renjia in the cabin was feeding Black Tiger meat. This sudden pause caused him to hit the wall due to inertia, and his posture was embarrassing.

"I have never experienced peace while traveling in this immortal world!" Song Renjia threw the meat to the ground and walked out of the cabin angrily.

"Who is blocking my way again?" Song Renjia asked loudly. He looked up and saw the strong man in front of the brass flying boat, and was furious: "Where are you, the monster?!"
Chapter completed!