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Text text_Chapter 1968: House arrest?

"Cough, cough..."

Emperor Kun's chest was shattered by the Haotian Mirror, and a large piece of it collapsed. Underneath the corpse skins, the flesh and blood had already been mutilated.

It coughed violently a few times and looked at the direction in which the 'Immortal King' was leaving. Although it was unwilling to do so, it could only watch the hundreds of thousands of immortal souls leave their King Kun City.

Even Ancestral Dragon was not sure of leaving the Immortal King's will behind, let alone it.

"Father...Father, are you okay?" Kunjie ran over and saw Kun Xuanye's pale face. He immediately became nervous. He looked at Kun Xuanye with a worried look and asked in a trembling voice.

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"Where is the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon? Have you seen it nearby?" Kun Xuanye shook his head, looking at Kun Jie with lightning eyes, and said.

"I saw it..." Kunjie gritted his teeth and said, "It's just outside the main hall."

"Okay, take me there." When he heard that the remnant soul of the 'Ancestral Dragon' was still in King Kun City, Kun Xuanye's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said without any doubt.

It knew very well in its heart that people like Zulong were definitely the top overlords. Even the ancestors of their Shikun clan were far behind Zulong.

After all, when this ancestral dragon was at its peak, it was a terrifying figure that could compete with the Immortal King, the Lord of the Witch Clan, and the Lord of the Sifang Pavilion.

What about the remaining soul?

The inheritance of their Dragon Clan is definitely no less than that of the ten palace masters in the ‘Yin Ruins’ land. Even compared with the inheritance of the Witch Clan, it’s hard to say which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…

Kun Xuanye's figure flashed and he led a group of strong men from his 'Kun tribe' back to the outside of the hall.

The scent of the Emperor's Bones has long spread on Ye Xingchen's body. There is Kunsha guarding here. Although the people of the Shikun clan are eyeing the Emperor's Bones, they don't have the guts to run over. They just stay from a distance.

I looked at it with salivation.

"Eh, are you condensing the emperor's bones?" Seeing Ye Xingchen, Kun Xuanye, who had just rushed over, had a look of surprise on his face, and said in a condensed voice: "This talent at the first level of the emperor's realm can condense

He has an imperial bone, and his talent is truly extraordinary."

"Emperor Kun, I remember that the person the Immortal King wants to arrest is that boy, right?" An old man from the 'Kun tribe' looked at Ye Xingchen and said.

"Hmm..." Kun Xuanye nodded. It was just an emperor's bone and could not be seen at all. It glanced around and did not find the figure of Zulong. It frowned and said: "

Kunjie, where is the ancestor dragon?"

"Father, the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon is in that boy." Kunjie turned his head, pointed at Ye Xingchen below, and said with a buzzing voice.

"He...him? What's going on?" Kun Xuanye was shocked and looked at Ye Xingchen with lightning-like eyes. Unfortunately, no matter how he looked at it, Ye Xingchen was just an ordinary human warrior, and there was not a single star in him.

The dragon bloodline.

All the elders of the 'Kun tribe' also looked at Kunjie, their eyes full of suspicion. The latter calmed down his thoughts for a moment before speaking, and said: "After the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon came back, it transformed

It became an ancient clock and entered the boy's body."

"Ancient...ancient clock?"

"Could it be..."

"Longhuang Demonic Clock?"

Whoosh!

After hearing what Kun Jie said, all the elders were dumbfounded. Even Kun Xuanye looked at Ye Xingchen with dumbfounded expressions.

Zhu Wuji, Emperor Huangquan and others may not recognize the Longhuang Demonic Suppression Bell, but the Shikun clan, which has lived for hundreds of millions of years, is not unfamiliar with this treasure of the 'Dragon clan'. You must know that the Dragon Clan

When Zu first refined this magic weapon, he not only exhausted the treasures in the sea, but also damaged the caves and nests of many birds and animals.

It is no exaggeration to say that the power of the Long Huang Demon Suppressing Bell is a thousand or a hundred times stronger than that of the Immortal King's "Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea". It is even comparable to treasures like the Haotian Mirror.

"Are you sure that the remnant soul of the Dragon Ancestor has turned into an ancient bell?" Kun Xuanye said in a condensed voice.

"It's absolutely true..." Kunjie nodded vigorously and said, "If your father doesn't believe it, you can ask other clan members. The child is definitely not the only one who saw it turning into an ancient bell."

"I understand." Kun Xuanye licked his lips and saw that the human warriors who were chased to King Kun City by a group of immortal souls were looking at him. He cleared his throat and said: "The Immortal King's

The matter is over. Since you have given me the congratulatory gifts, you cannot neglect it. Just rest in our King Kun City for a few days before leaving." "How many days of rest?"

"What does this Emperor Kun mean?"

Zhu Wuji, the leader of the Tianhuo Sect, and the others looked at each other, with a trace of suspicion and vigilance flashing in their eyes. Although they did not want to stay here, they did not dare to disobey each other in the home of the Kun clan.

Otherwise, just the number of them would not be enough to provide each other with a table of food and drinks.

"Kunjie, you make the arrangements." Kun Xuanye said calmly: "We are all guests from far away, so let's have someone clean a few palaces and show off the friendship of a landlord."

"Yes, Father." Kunjie nodded, his eyes fell on Ye Xingchen, and said: "Father, where is that boy? He is still condensing the Emperor's bones, and he shouldn't wake up for a while. Do you want to put him...

"

"No need." Kun Xuanye said with a calm face: "Condensing the Emperor's Bones is a great creation, so don't bother me. It's enough to have Kun Sha guarding here."

"..."

King Kun City is very large, and there are countless palaces in it. It is also built after the "Witch Clan". Unfortunately, unlike the Wu Clan, the Wu Clan has three lines in total.

Wu Ling'er's lineage, no matter how strong or weak, has been a member of the royal family since birth, with tens of millions in number. However, the total number of the royal family members and elders of their Shikun family is only four or five thousand at most.

That's all, so that countless palaces are idle and no one lives in them.

In one afternoon, except for Ye Xingchen, Jiang Fujia and the others, the rest of the people were arranged to other palaces.

"It's finally almost..." Jiang Fujia stared at Ye Xingchen closely and saw that the imperial aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger. He was relieved and said: "In a few more hours, that kid's imperial bones will be gone."

It’s about to coalesce and take shape.”

"Master, even if my uncle's imperial bones are condensed and formed, it won't be of much use, right?" Jiang Shan, who was standing aside, glanced at Kunsha secretly, smiled bitterly, and said, "Then Emperor Kun doesn't know what it means.

Everyone has stayed. If we want to leave King Kun City, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy..."

"Could it be planning to put us all under house arrest, and wait until those immortals come to cause trouble again? When it can't fight them, it will hand over all of us?" A guard of the 'Jiang Family' looked ugly.

Of, Tao.

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