Deep in the Tao world, a discussion is taking place.
Ye Fan was speaking, "We can't keep being beaten passively and wait for them to come to Jiehai."
"We can counterattack the Soul River and the ancient underworld!"
At this time, Ye Fan was already a peerless figure in the third stage of Quasi-Immortal Emperor.
When Meng Chuan understood the various roads of chaos in Hongmengtian, Ye Fan completed a breakthrough.
There are also ruthless people who have also reached the third stage and are in the same situation as Ye Fan.
Wu Shi and Qing Di are still a little worse and are still in the second stage.
As for the others, they are still far from being quasi-immortal emperors. They are considered to be the most powerful among the immortal kings.
But now, Ye Fan's enterprising spirit cannot be wiped out. He wants to leave the boundary sea and go far away to fight in the hinterland of strange forces.
Staying in Jiehai all the time, although it is said to be a local battle, but placing the battlefield in Jiehai, regardless of winning or losing, is actually a kind of harm to Jiehai.
"This is indeed a method." Qingdi said: "If we leave, we can attract the attention of strange races elsewhere, and the pressure on the boundary sea will be much less."
"Our strength is enough to counterattack."
Two third-stage quasi-immortal emperors, two second-stage quasi-immortal emperors who have transformed many times. This kind of strength is very strong anywhere in the Soul River.
Even if Ye Fan and the others went to counterattack Hun River and other places, it would be difficult to completely kill Ye Fan and the others in Hun River.
Even if you are besieged by a large number of strong men, you will definitely be able to escape by running.
Ye Fan looked at his three comrades and said: "In fact, we should keep people in the boundary sea to protect..."
Wu Shi shook his head and interrupted Ye Fan, "You don't have to say anything. I understand what you mean, but how can we just sit back and watch you take risks and ignore it?"
"But..." Ye Fan wanted to say something else, but was interrupted again.
"But what?" A voice came from outside.
"What are you plotting here?"
Everyone turned to look outside, feeling uncertain.
Meng Chuan walked in, faced everyone and smiled:
"Everyone, long time no see."
The time he spent wandering in the Sea of Chaos and practicing in Hongmeng Heaven was not short.
And under the premise that time flows at different speeds in different worlds, there are still methods he left behind to distort time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
So it took Ye Fan and the others longer to pass here.
This time of separation is longer than the combined time Meng Chuan traveled back to the past and traveled to the future.
Before Meng Chuan left, Ye Fanrui and the others were just Immortal Kings. Now when they return, they are already close to Immortal Emperors.
"Uncle Meng!"
"..."
Various names came and went, and everyone was excited. They did not expect Meng Chuan to come back suddenly.
"Thanks to everyone for your hard work while I was away." Meng Chuan walked up to everyone.
"It's not hard." Dacheng Shengti's voice was a little soft, "Life is hard."
"..."
There’s nothing to say, it’s really a piece of shit.
Meng Chuan looked at the kings and was quite satisfied with their current state and strength.
After all, it is impossible to ask everyone to be like Ye Fan and others. To reach this point, they have already worked hard enough.
In addition to hard work, I must also have experienced a lot of dangers.
Meng Chuan smiled and said: "Everyone really gave me a surprise."
"For basic operations, all you need is your hands." Ji Lianxing raised her chin, imitating someone else's skills vividly.
"Uncle Meng, when did you come back? Did you get what you wanted when you came back suddenly?"
"We just arrived, and you are smart." Meng Chuan looked at Ye Fan and saw clearly his state.
"It's great that we have come this far."
Ye Fan smiled, "That's not true."
"Seeing that you are progressing so quickly, I have specially prepared a gift for you. I hope you like it."
"You're too polite, Uncle Meng. Come back as soon as you come back. What gifts are you bringing? I should be the one to bring you a gift. You can't do it. You really can't do it."
Ye Fan waved his hands and said no, while opening a crack in the void in front of Meng Chuan, with a small storage area connected behind the crack.
It's such a strange look.
"The gift I give you is a person." Meng Chuan said.
Ye Fan instantly smoothed the cracks in the void and looked at Meng Chuan warily.
Give it to someone? To whom?
Are you trying to sow discord in my family?
Lu Mingfei's figure appeared next to Meng Chuan's quilt and was seen by the kings.
Everyone looked at this familiar face, and their long-standing memories revived, and they remembered who this person was.
"I'll blanch the leaves."
Lu Mingfei saw Ye Fan and shouted in shock.
Didn't it mean that Ye Fan was in seclusion and no one else was there?
Ye Fan stared at Lu Mingfei, and the memory of his death suddenly jumped out to attack him, that was his humiliating years.
It can be said that the "humiliation" that Ye Fan suffered in this life all happened in the first half of his life and was brought about by this man.
After carefully feeling Lu Mingfei's strength at this time, he is just an Immortal King, and he cannot even be called a strong one among the Immortal Kings.
And if you feel his own strength carefully, it is a supreme power, and the surging power can almost destroy the whole world.
Ye Fan showed a smile, okay.
"Uncle Meng, I like this gift you brought back very much."
Seeing Ye Fan's smile, Lu Mingfei felt a little flustered.
He was deceived.
Before he sent it over, he specifically asked Meng Chuan what was going on with Zhe Tian and asked Meng Chuan to inquire about Ye Fan's story.
We are all good friends, and what is past is past, and that is also a symbol of their friendship that is as strong as gold!
And Meng Chuan also swore to Lu Mingfei, don't worry, come here, Ye Fan is not here, he is in seclusion to attack the Immortal Emperor, and he will definitely not come out for hundreds of thousands of years.
Lu Mingfei believed it and asked the chat group to teleport him over without hesitation.
Who can you love after a broken heart? This feeling of being deceived...
Originally, Meng Chuan had just come back and he definitely wanted to have a good chat with everyone. After not seeing each other for such a long time, there was still a lot to talk about.
However, Lu Mingfei kept asking questions in the group, and Meng Chuan saw his inner desire, so even if it would affect his communication with the kings, Meng Chuan would help Lu Mingfei.
Tears.
"Ahem, long time no see, little dragon man." Ye Fan pretended to clear his throat.
"I'm really happy to see you today."
"I'm not...no, I'm very happy too." Lu Mingfei showed a forced smile.
"You've been gone for so many years, why don't we two have a private chat?" Ye Fan put his hands behind his back with a look of reminiscence on his face.
"I still remember the fierceness and excitement when you and I were competing for the throne."
"In the past, you were the only opponent I recognized."
"I am very happy to see you again today, and I am so excited that I cannot control myself. I must have a good chat with you to appease the friendship of the past."
Lu Mingfei forced a smile and said, "It's still not possible. Your Uncle Meng has just come back today. Let's give him a break first. Let's talk about it later, right?"
"I'm going home. I don't need to catch the wind or wash away the dust. If you have something to do, just go and do it." Meng Chuan said very generously.
Ye Fan kept laughing, and at this moment, he used the power of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor to coerce Lu Mingfei and walked outside. Lu Mingfei looked at Meng Chuan, with thousands of emotions in his eyes, which eventually turned into a desire.
Save me, save me, save me.
Unfortunately, Meng Chuan did not see Lu Mingfei's appeal. He was already talking to others.
In the end, Lu Mingfei, who was full of despair, was taken away by Ye Fan, who was full of smiles.
"ah!"
Not long after, there were screams, and someone's melancholy rose into the sky, turning into an unbreakable cloud of sorrow.
