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wow...
wow...
wow...
Innate treasure...
Soul-suppressing purgatory lock!
Was blown away with a punch by Meng Chuan!
However, things did not stop there.
Meng Chuan's fist strength extended along the soul-suppressing lock, like beating a cow across a mountain, and hit Yan Wang who was holding the soul-suppressing lock.
Rumble!
Hades felt a coercion from the heaven and the earth, and his soul was fatally attacked, and at this moment it turned into nothingness and blue.
Dots of blue light floated up from him.
These light spots are all formed by the gathering of souls, and the floating represents the separation of souls.
"How... how is it possible..."
Hades looked at the dissipating body in fear.
I wanted to reach out and grab the light spot of the soul, but it slipped through my fingers...
I never dreamed of such a result.
"How can you be so powerful!"
He still underestimated Meng Chuan's strength.
With one blow from Meng Chuan, the innate treasure was also shattered.
The strength of the fist has not yet dissipated, and it hit him with the momentum, and his soul flew away instantly.
This strength far exceeds his imagination.
It was terrifying to the extreme.
"Lord Yan! Wake up!" Ma Mian was the first to run over, shaking Yan Wang's body vigorously.
As a result, the light spots of the soul on Yama's body scattered faster and faster, completely dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
A generation of kings of hell, their souls are scattered.
The colorful glow dissipated, and Meng Chuan's figure also disappeared from the sky and the earth.
The scene of the battle just now really drove all the ghosts crazy.
"Oh my god...Meng Chuan actually punched the innate treasure!"
"The strength of the fist followed the soul-suppressing lock, and also killed Hades..."
"No one in the world is his opponent!"
"Lord Yan, who is it wrong for you to provoke, you have to frame Meng Chuan? This is good, the soul is gone..."
They knew that Meng Chuan was strong, but they didn't expect him to be so strong.
Yan Wang used the soul-suppressing purgatory lock, and was also knocked out of his wits by the blow.
Hades died, lost his backbone, and the underworld was in chaos.
On the eighteenth floor of hell, the minds of the four emperor-level souls became active after feeling the movement.
One of them has a peerless appearance, the soul of the emperor called Empress Tianyao, said: "The king of hell is dead, this is our good opportunity! Why don't we take the opportunity to occupy the whole hell!"
Beside, Emperor Huanggu snorted coldly and said, "With the strength of the four of us, breaking through the underworld is naturally not a problem, but who will be the King of Hades after breaking through?"
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into dead silence.
The four great emperors are all big bosses galloping around the world, and no one dislikes the other.
If it weren't for Meng Chuan, the four of them would never have gotten together.
There is only one king of Hades, no matter who takes it, the other three will not accept it.
Empress Tianyao thought for a while and came up with a good idea.
"It's better that the four of us don't become Hades, but just take charge of the underworld, leaving the position of Hades to Mr. Meng!"
Upon hearing the word Master Meng, Emperor Huang Gu's eyes lit up.
Regarding Meng Chuan's strength, the four of them are submissive even if they are great emperors.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to respectfully call him an adult.
"Master Meng is the King of Hades, I agree!" Emperor Huang Gu was the first to express his opinion.
The few of them also saw the scene shown in the sky just now.
Meng Chuan was able to possess more than 1 divine bodies, so powerful that the world trembled.
Scared Hades to death, enough to see its horror.
Just ask, who would dare to provoke such a person?
If you mess with it, you will die!
"I agree too!" The blood-red Emperor Xueyang next to him also chose to join.
"I don't plan to reincarnate anymore, I will help Master Meng manage the underworld here in the future!"
Empress Tianyao nodded, took out a long black whip, and said: "Master Meng left this whip to open the sky, it is an innate treasure, it can help us break through the barrier of the eighteenth floor of hell!"
"Perhaps he had expected this situation a long time ago, so he left this whip to help us leave and take charge of the underworld!"
The other three gasped.
Mr. Meng is really good at predicting things!
Could it be the next game of world chess?
The real purpose is to control the underworld?
We great emperors are just pawns in his hands.
Empress Tianyao broke the barrier of the [-]th floor of hell with the Heavenly God Whip, and the four of them rushed out of hell.
Soon the underworld was brought under control.
The position of Hades is reserved for Meng Chuan.
The four great emperors became the four generals under Meng Chuan.
Empress Tianyao forced all the servants to swear a blood oath, absolutely not to reveal any news about Meng Chuan, as long as she has this thought, her soul will fly away.
Hell...
Finally changed!
Chapter 8
Zixia Peak.
A muscular middle-aged man named Zhang Wu appeared at the back of the mountain, and he was Zhang Niu's father.
"Niu'er! What's wrong with you, Niu'er!"
There was a large pool of blood around Zhang Niu's mouth, and all the ribs in his chest were sunken in, and he exhaled more air than inhaled.
"Father...it's Meng Chuan...I'm in so much pain..."
"Meng Chuan!" Zhang Wu was furious, his face trembling wildly, "How dare you hurt my son! I will kill you today!"
He picked up Zhang Niu and ran all the way back to his residence.
Taoist Wang Yulan was cooking, when she saw that Zhang Niu was seriously injured, she ran over quickly.
"Niu'er...my son! Who hurt you so badly?" Wang Yulan quickly took out a pill from the jade bottle and stuffed it into Zhang Niu's mouth.
"It's Meng Chuan!" Zhang Wu's chest heaved violently, "The birth of a holy girl is an ominous sign! You shouldn't have kept this Meng Chuan in the first place!"
"Isn't that Meng Chuan born without veins? Why does he have such a strong power?" Wang Yulan stared at her son's chest, feeling a little unbelievable.
People born with no veins are weak and sick, and it is a miracle that they can live to be eight years old.
It stands to reason that it shouldn't have such a strong power.
Zhang Wu gritted his teeth and said: "It is said that the holy girl gave birth to a child who is unknown, maybe he has been controlled by some ominous power and turned into a monster!"
"I'll go find the master! Let her execute Meng Chuan immediately!" Wang Yulan stood up and walked towards the door, but was stopped by Zhang Wu.
"You stay here to take care of Niu'er, I will kill that Meng Chuan myself!"
The anger in Zhang Wu's eyes had burst out.
...
Zixia Holy Land has hundreds of spiritual peaks.
One of them is located in a remote location, with thin aura, and it is called Xiaozhufeng.
This is Meng Chuan's residence.
"Meng Chuan! Where did you go?"
Out of the yard came a slim and beautiful woman named Deng Siqi.
Deng Siqi saw that Meng Chuan was shirtless and had dark red blood stains on his body, so she quickly took out a fragrant handkerchief from her arms, squatted half down, and wiped it carefully.
"Did you get bullied by those kids again?"
When Wang Yingxue was still a saint, she passed by a village and saw Deng Siqi was helpless and being bullied, so she took her back and brought her back to the Holy Land.
Deng Siqi treats Wang Yingxue as her own mother, and treats Meng Chuan as her own younger brother.
In the past few years, Wang Yingxue has been imprisoned in the prison, and Meng Chuan's daily life has been taken care of by her.
"No." Meng Chuan shook his head.
Although he was born without veins, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a typical handsome guy.
The playfulness of a group of children was completely ignored.
Now he is only eight years old. Before reincarnation, he was an old monster who lived for more than 1 years, so he would not be angry with some children.
"Still saying no?" Deng Siqi pointed at the trousers with several big holes, "There are still some blood stains on them, they must have been bullied by those kids again...I'll go find them now!"
"Forget it." Meng Chuan reached out to stop Deng Siqi, "I have already solved it myself."
The person who often attacked him was Zhang Niu. He was severely injured after being taught a lesson just now, so there was no need to go looking for trouble again.
"Did you solve it? How did you solve it..." Deng Siqi was stunned for a moment, unable to figure it out for a while.
"Fist, of course." Meng Chuan shook his little fist.
"Meng Chuan, stop messing around!" Deng Siqi frowned tightly.
This person is born with a dead pulse, and his body is very fragile, and he can't wait to fall if he touches it. How can he solve the problem with his fist?
With his body, he wished he couldn't even beat a five-year-old child, let alone a group of people.
"I'll go to practice first, and I'll talk to you later." Meng Chuan walked towards his dilapidated wooden house.
"Wait...this is for you."
He had just taken two steps and stopped.
Flipping it casually, a marrow washing pill appeared in the palm of your hand.
"I'll give you this marrow-washing pill. It can help you improve your physique, and you can improve your cultivation much faster in the future."
The elixir of Xisui Pill, for ordinary people, can wash the tendons and cut the marrow.
But for his avatar of the Ten Thousand Immortals, it has no effect at all.
In the past eight years, Meng Chuan was weak and sick, and was often bullied.
The soul needs to control the fusion of Wanxian's real body at all times, and has no time to look around.
The mother couldn't get out of the prison again.