"Hmph, just you want to demolish the Imperial Palace?" The old man sneered twice.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Its eyes condensed, and its majestic soul power instantly turned into an immortal map that covered the sky and the sun, covering most of the imperial city. Countless remaining souls became more and more fierce under the bath of the immortal map, and their roars rose one after another, shaking people's eardrums exploded.

The evil spirits of some birds dived down on the spot, and their wings shook, swept over to the densest place in the crowd. Before most sects, the elders and disciples of the ancient clan, were bitten in their mouths, and purred, swallowed them like a snorting.

"Ah... don't kill me." A young disciple of the ancient clan fell to the ground in a few steps, but he was not spared. He was swallowed by a rotten blood-devouring eagle beast.

There was not even a little bone residue left.

The entire imperial city was in an instant, with countless magic weapons and lights intertwined. Before they could show their glory, they were completely covered up by the hostility of those evil souls.

"Bastard... I'm waiting to die here. Why not fight with these beasts?" The second master turned his head and looked at the Emperor Zhou beside him. In the blink of an eye, one-third of the cultivators it brought died tragically in the hands of those evil souls.

"Okay, everyone in the Zhou family obeys the order and kill all the beasts from the imperial palace." Emperor Zhou gritted his teeth. He was originally planning to watch coldly and reap the benefits of the fisherman, but he did not expect that the vicious souls of the birds and beasts were the first to attack the Queen Qiong Yao, the people who were full of the imperial sea, but the elders and disciples of their Zhou family.

The methods of these evil souls are extremely powerful. They are not something that the disciples and elders of the ancient clans and sects can resist. In a moment, countless casualties were already killed or injured.

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz...

The Green Fox King also transformed into its original body and rushed towards the evil spirit of a demon ape.

"Hmph, damn beast, dare to swallow my descendants of the Qinghu clan. Today I will crush you into soul fog. It depends on how proud you are." The Qinghu King looked ferocious, and the green demon flames on his body swept out, covering two or three thousand meters in a radius.

"Hehe, little fox, you want to destroy my soul of life?" The demon ape sneered twice.

The seven or eight hundred meters tall body stomped its feet hard, and the entire imperial city suddenly shook. It opened its mouth and spitted, and the dead bones of countless birds and beasts and human warriors flew out with a terrifying evil aura. With a buzzing sound, it condensed into a stone stick several times thicker than the dragon-subduing stick of the coffin.

He smashed the head of the Green Fox King.

Wu Qiandao, the Green Fox King, the Queen Qiong Yao and the Anti-Coffin Man were all dragged down by the fierce souls in the imperial palace. The people they brought were a little better, and the strong men from the seventh-grade and eighth-grade sects had no power to fight back under the rampage of these residual souls.

Blood mist filled the sky, screaming endlessly.

The entire Imperial City was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Hehehe... a group of native chickens and dogs dare to speak shamelessly. Humph, demolish my imperial palace?" The old man looked at the situation in front of him and laughed strangely. The old face full of dry skin and gullies was full of mocking expressions. Until many powerful people in the imperial realm were swallowed into their stomachs by those fierce souls, they then curled up their smiles, sighed twice, and said, "What a pity, so many lifetimes, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for hundreds of years before the next imperial palace is opened."

"Hmph, little beast, it's all your fault." Thinking of Chen Changsheng, who was the initiator, the old man's face suddenly became cloudy, and he looked at Chen Changsheng with a solemn intention between his eyebrows.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The Qingluan Saint Ancestor under its feet is considered the fierce soul of the imperial palace guarding the palace. It has long been connected with its spirit. When it feels the anger emitted from the old man, the Qingluan Saint Ancestor's eyes also look at Chen Changsheng and the Taoist Shenmu.

"Let's go... and I go and catch that little beast. If it weren't for him, our Saint Palace wouldn't have suffered such losses. If the master blamed him, it would be not only me, but also the fierce soul of the palace guarding, and I'm afraid that it will not be able to escape." The old man gritted his teeth and buzzed at the Qingluan Saint Ancestor under his feet.

"Catch him,

Your body will be at your disposal, but his life soul must be given to me." The Holy Ancestor Qingluan spoke.

"Soul of Life?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed across his old face at the old man's face, as if he didn't understand what it did with Chen Changsheng's life soul, the soul of a boy from the Heavenly Realm, and the spirit of the imperial palace, it has not taken seriously yet.

In the old man's opinion, Chen Changsheng's cultivation was too low. Even if he swallowed him alive, it would be of no use to him.

Since the Qingluan Saint Ancestor wanted it, the old man was not stingy, so he nodded and said, "Okay, if you catch that little beast, your life will belong to you. However, don't be careless. The little beast is well aware of the body skills of the Kunpeng clan. When he escapes, he is like a loach, and he is not slim..."

"Hmph, Kunpeng clan?" The Holy Ancestor Qingluan sneered twice, and the evil aura flashed for a moment in his eyes, and said lightly: "That old thing, if it hadn't been used to plot, how could the fragments of the heavenly way be taken away by it? With the stupid qualifications of the Kunpeng clan, it would have been a delusion to understand this body method. Even if it was the Old Ancestor Kunpeng, I would not be afraid of using his body method himself, let alone that boy."

Rumble!

The momentum of the Qingluan Saint Ancestor condensed, and his huge body instantly turned into a afterimage. He took the old man on his back and chased the place where Chen Changsheng and Taoist Shenmu were.

"Damn it, that old thing, we are here." Seeing the figure of the Qingluan Saint Ancestor, Taoist Shenmu suddenly changed his expression and said anxiously to Chen Changsheng beside him.

"Is Qingluan?" Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the Saint Ancestor Qingluan and the old man on his back. A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth, and said, "The spirit of the Artifact of the Palace of Changsheng is really a slight person. I just pointed it out and chased me and refused to let go. Why do I really think that my young master has a low cultivation level and is easy to bully, so I just pick me, a soft persimmon to pinch it?"

A few points were pointed out?

Low cultivation?

“…”

Hearing Chen Changsheng's self-talk, Taoist Shenmu standing beside him couldn't help but pull out the corners of his mouth. The old face full of dry skin showed a strange look and said, "Young master, if you don't escape, you will be caught by them. I remember that the Qingluan Saint Ancestor is no worse than Kunpeng's body skills."

"No hurry..." Chen Changsheng shook his head, half-squinted his eyes, and said with a joke, "Since that flat-haired beast wants to seek death, I will fulfill it today. Humph, and the old thing in the Palace of Eternal Life, it seems that I have been here for millions of years and my head is bored."

"Young Master, are you serious?" The Taoist Shenmu's eyelids twitched wildly. When he heard that Chen Changsheng was going to deal with the Qingluan Saint Ancestor and the old man in the Imperial Palace, he instantly felt like retreating. Seeing that Chen Changsheng's eyes were not on it, he quietly shrank his neck and took two steps back.

"Damn, this kid is simply a madman." Taoist Shenmu cursed inwardly, regretting that he shouldn't have been jealous of the thrones and came to provoke the kid named Chen. It had already made up his mind that the Qingluan Saint Ancestor and the spirit of the Imperial Palace would escape from here as soon as it could cause trouble for Chen Changsheng.
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