As soon as everyone raised the wine in the bowl and shouted dry, Chen Mo's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were cold and directly hit the center of the conference hall.

The space there suddenly slowly twisted, and a cold and terrifying aura filled it out, and a voice that was so indifferent that it was not mixed with the slightest emotions echoed in the conference hall.

"Tianyang Mansion, domineering is domineering, but this palace looks like I know if you have the life to enjoy it."

"This palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the conference hall was slightly shocked. This inexplicable aura was obviously the Soul Hall. In the Soul Hall, the only ones who could claim to be their own hall were the Soul Destruction and Life of the Tiangang Hall and the Soul Gang, the deputy Hall Master, who was in charge of the Earth Hall.

This sound is not the soul aura, that is, the soul destruction and birth of the master of the Soul Palace.

Under the gaze of everyone, a magnificent and grand throne carved with mysterious black patterns slowly flew out of the twisted space and floated in front of everyone.

The throne slowly turned around. A man in a long black brocade robe and a noble dress, wearing a half-ghost mask, sat on the throne, crossed his legs, and held a high-legged crystal wine glass in his hand, with half a cup of red liquid in the wine glass.

"Soul Destruction and Birth..."

Han Yuan's eyes shot directly at the figure on the throne, his slightly hunched body leaned forward slightly, and the space around him was slightly turbulent at this moment, and the majestic fighting spirit was entrenched around him.

Hua Hongyue, Qing Qianxia, ​​male and female evil spirits and others also started to fight and prepare for the battle.

"The dignified Soul Palace Master, since he has the courage to break into Danta, why don't he come here without the courage to use a phantom, but just use a phantom? Could it be that he is timid?" Chen Mo sneered at the corner of his mouth. Before he could come out, the system prompt sounded, which was a phantom in the late stage of the Five Star Dou Sheng.

"I'm afraid of this palace. Over the years, Chen Mo, you are the first one."

Hearing this, Hun Miesheng shook the crystal cup in his hand, the red liquid in the cup swayed, and then raised his eyes and looked at Chen Mo and smiled: "You are very strange. I think my soul palace is full of the Douqi Continent, but I can't even find out your true origin. Even the clan leader has a little interest in you."

"Soul Clan Chief?!"

Everyone in the hall was shocked again. It was really a stomping foot, and the mainland had to shake. Such a person became interested in Chen Mo. Wouldn't it mean that he was being paid attention to by the Soul Clan? That alliance...

Everyone became a little uneasy.

Yun Yun and other women looked at Chen Mo with strange eyes. So far, even they didn't know where Chen Mo came from.

"I didn't expect that there was something you didn't know about the Soul Palace, which was really rare..." Chen Mo's eyes were cold and he said sternly: "Stop talking nonsense, just explain your purpose."

"Young man, I just can't hold my breath..." Hun Miesheng drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, then gently pinched it, the wine glass shattered, and waved his hand gently, and the broken crystal glass chip condensed into a mirror in front of everyone.

The ripples in the mirror fluctuate, showing a picture. In the picture, there is a huge dark prison. In one of the cells, black chains spread like spider webs, and each chain entangled a figure.

Looking at the figures, Chen Mo's expression suddenly changed, and a powerful energy surged out. Wherever he passed, the chairs, wine pots, etc. were all turned into powder. The surging murderous intent made the temperature of the conference hall cold instantly.

"grandfather!"

"Great grandpa!"

"Father!"

“Master…”

Yun Yun, Nalan Yanran, Yaoye, and the four women of Mu Qianqian screamed, their bodies trembling slightly.

Mu Qianqian looked at the haggard figure in the picture, and tears instantly shot out. Her father Mu Yi was not dead yet.

"Talk the ancient emperor of Tuoshe and the soul rope to this palace, otherwise I only have a thought to send it back, and today next year will be their sacrifice."

Hun Miesheng saw the reaction of several people and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

“Cruff!”

Chen Mo's face was gloomy and terrifying. His fists were pinching, his face was bloodshot, his eyes were red, and a little black air penetrated from the corners of his eyes, like a beast about to lose his mind, and he was always out of control.

"Xiao Mo, calm down!" Chen Mo's mind was filled with murderous intent and the anger was about to erupt, a slightly cold and tender jade hand easily held its palm, and a sound of anxiety and worry came into Chen Mo's ears.

It's Yunyun.

Hearing Yun Yun's words, Chen Mo's murderous intent gradually calmed down a little, he regained some rationality, and said with a smile: "You are dreaming when handing over the ancient emperor jade of Tuoshe, are you?"

"I'm afraid that the ancient jade will be handed over to you, and they may only die faster..."

Hun Miesheng heard Chen Mo's words and Yin Han said: "For the sake of ancient jade, since you can give up their lives, they have some of them your father-in-law."

Soul Destroyed and disagree in his tone.

Chen Mo said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. If you want the ancient emperor jade of Tuoshe, bring them to me, otherwise you won't think about it."

"Hehe, your heart is really cruel. As Sure enough, these methods are useless to you..." Seeing Chen Mo's appearance, Hun Miesheng dispelled this method and immediately said:

"Let's do this, how about this palace uses these people, the soul-changing rope and the ancient emperor jade in your hand?" Hun Miesheng said, and then said, "Don't say that your lives are not as good as the ancient emperor jade in your hand."

The soul and birth continue to be clear and discord.

Chen Mo knew that no matter what, he would be fooled by him, so he smiled faintly and returned to his previous calmness: "Okay, when you bring people here, I will hand over the ancient jade to you."

"Then look forward to our next meeting..." Hun Miesheng snapped his fingers, the picture dissipated, and at the same time, the space behind him became distorted again.

The throne turned around and moved slowly. When it was about to enter the twisted space, the throne paused. The Soul Miser and Sheng turned heads and said with a smile: "You Hua Sect, the people from the Fenyan Valley should also join in this fun? Are you not afraid that the sect will be destroyed and the people will die, and there will be no complete corpse?"

"That depends on whether you are unbearable?" The ancestor Huoyun, Qing Qianxia, ​​and Hua Hongyue looked at Hun Miesheng with cold eyes.

"I hope you can still talk like this next time I meet..."

Bang!

Before Hun Misheng could finish his words, Chen Mo grabbed his palm slightly, and the space around the throne collapsed instantly. The terrifying power directly swallowed the throne, together with the Soul Misheng on the throne, into it.

"Noisy." Chen Mo loosened his palms and said coldly.

"It seems that our alliance today has been discovered by the spies from the Soul Palace, otherwise Hun Mishen would not have appeared at this time and tried to shock us." Seeing the gradually quiet hall, Han Yuan said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!