Supreme God King

Empress!

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the empress! Meng Fan looked at Lonely Haughty in surprise, wiped the corners of his mouth quickly, and there was an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

It was the female emperor who broke the solitary heart and arrogance. What shocked Meng Fan most was that the female emperor did not find herself. Obviously, compared with the solitary arrogant who just went to her palace, Meng Fan, who took away the source of the flames of fire It made her even more angry!

However, it is a pity that the empress should have only remembered his breath and didn't know his name, but one day... Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel cold.

The appearance of solitary arrogance is to know that this lady is extremely fierce, and has a very dedicated pursuit and killing spirit... Seeing the change in Meng Fan's expression, solitary arrogant snorted, and said helplessly.

"The little master is also your substitute, good boy, I don't know that the little master owes you, there is nothing good after meeting you!"

When the voice fell, Meng Fan gave a wry smile and said helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense, you and me should be regarded as grasshoppers on a rope. After you find that girl, you and I will all be done. You protect me for a year, but you don’t lose. This time you want to be small. Why do you give me some hints, Lord?"

Hearing this, Solitary Heart nodded proudly, and said after a moment of silence.

"This dead zone is huge, and the black city is just a small part of it. There are three major powers in the black city, Zhanzong, Hades, and the North! These three powers have absolute right to speak in the black city. They are also fighting against Poussin and others this time, so you only have to choose one of the three. I don’t know the other two, but I have some friendship with the old ghost of the Underworld. You can find him, he will definitely I'll give you a place, as for the future...I just have to rely on yourself!"

While speaking, lonely and proudly spread his hands, as if shaking his hands as a shopkeeper.

Three major forces!

Meng Fan's eyes flickered, and he said with a wry smile, "I can do my best!"

"Ok!"

Lonely nodded proudly, then took out the paper and wrote a letter, delivered it to Meng Fan's hand, and said with a smile.

"Little guy, you are the most enchanting one I have ever seen. You can break through that big formation at your age, but you are the only one. The young master believes in you very much. Go, the old ghost in the Underworld is called Han Jian , The strength of breaking the Yuan realm, a shrewd guy!"

Believe!

Meng Fanbai gave a lonely look, if he believed that he could defeat the many disciples of Poussin.

The national teacher Poussin, the only Tier 6 weapon soul master in the Dagan Empire, had the highest refining methods, how could his disciples be extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but look sad, put the letter away without hesitation, and walked straight out, looking at the arrogant smile on his face behind him, and hummed.

"Wait for my news, and... Remember your identity, I don't like hearing little guys, but you know!"

While speaking, Meng Fan stepped into the hall, and directly used Feixian Step to leave, leaving behind a lonely and proud face with a bitter smile, which did not have the meaning of indulgence before.

Leaving the lonely and arrogant mansion, Meng Fan's eyes flickered, knowing that now he only has to go to the Hades to have a try.

"Master, forget me!"

In the ring, the scream of the Hairy was heard, which caused Meng Fan's brows to frown, he was silent for a moment, and said softly.

"Just stay here!"

This hairy finches is too annoying and looks too weird. Meng Fan has always liked to keep a low profile. Naturally, he is not willing to take him out to sway the market, so he had to choose to put the hairy finches in the ring.

But at this moment, the longhair finches are roaring again and again.

"What, you little conscience, let the old man be here? Quickly let the old man out!"

"Asshole, the old man is the soul of heaven and earth..."

Sealing the ring completely, Meng Fan did not blink his eyes, stepped out in a few steps, and walked through the blind spot, ignoring the hairy sparrow in the ring, fast.

It is not difficult to find the location of the Hall of the Underworld in the Black City. As the three major forces in this blind spot, the other side is located on the main street in this blind spot.

It was a huge manor that occupies a quite spacious place, and there is no end in sight at first glance. It is like a city in a city, with a magnificent and majestic aura appearing at the solemn gate.

This place is amazingly this hall of darkness!

Looking at the huge manor not far away, Meng Fan nodded and walked towards it immediately.

There were rows of guards standing around the Hades, all in armor, sharp-eyed, and well-trained. After seeing Meng Fan, one of the big men immediately reached out to stop him and asked in a condensed voice.

"Your Excellency?"

Compared with the domineering people outside, the guard of the Underworld is obviously more restrained and respectful, but the vitality fluctuations of every big man hidden under him are definitely not low.

With a slight smile, Meng Fan nodded and said.

"I heard that you are looking for a Soul Master, I am here to apply for a Soul Master!"

Hearing this, the big man was taken aback, his eyes looked at Meng Fan carefully. Under the black robe, Meng Fan concealed all his breath, only his young face was invisible and untouchable.

After a while, the big man nodded and said lightly.

"Okay, please go in, sir. In the hall inside, all the soul masters who applied for are there!"

The sound fell, and immediately a big man led Meng Fan towards the hall of the dark hall. The manor of the hall of the dark hall was extremely large. After walking through countless gardens and courtyards, he finally came to the hall behind.

Stepping into the hall, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, but he found that there was a crowd of people in the hall. Many people were sitting there, most of them were gray-haired and old.

Feeling the fluctuations in mental power here, Meng Fan's heart moved, knowing that there were more than a dozen people in the hall, all of them were Soul Masters.

It seems that these people are all coming to apply for the Soul Master of the Nether Hall. Meng Fan chuckled and didn't care. He found one of the most inconspicuous positions in the corner of the hall, and immediately did it, waiting quietly .

After a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the hall. He was dressed in plain black clothes and had sharp eyes. He had reached the realm of soul refining. After he appeared, he arched his hands to everyone and said softly.

"Dear Soul Masters, you are polite to Dragon!"

Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man Xianglong, all the Soul Masters also stood up, all arched their hands and smiled. At a glance, it was obvious that Xiang Long's status in the Underworld Hall was obviously not low, at least he had reached the position of stewardship, otherwise he would definitely not show up to receive everyone.

Glancing at the crowd, Xianglong coughed dryly, frowned, and said condensedly.

"You are all well-known Soul Artifacts in the Blind Spot Realm. All of them have extraordinary weapon refining methods. But this time, everyone in the Hall of the Underworld is fighting with Master Poussin. There are a total of ten places. Three of us, but we already have There are two candidates, so we just need a Soul Master, I don’t know everyone..."

The sound fell, and all the Soul Artifacts looked at each other, all knowing that these people were competitors. After a while, there was a loud noise in the entire field.

"If this is the case, then only Master Ling Yuan will make the move!"

"Hmph, my master Kazan is also an absolute master craftsman!"

"But I feel that Master Ling Yuan's strength should be even higher!"

There is only one place, so among the people, only those with strength can stand up. There is no need to speak to the dragon. After a brief discussion, the two most famous elders in the field stood up.

Both of them are in a pale age, but on their chests are all the medals of a Tier 3 weapon soul master, and they look at Xiang Long with a smug smile.

One of the black-robed elders stroked his beard and said softly, "I heard that the Underworld is recruiting master craftsmen this time. Naturally, Ling Yuan rushed to me. Kazan, you should stop fighting. You can't fight me. !"

"fart!"

On the side, an old man sneered, and said disdainfully, "How can you speak in this black city? Kazan must be ahead of you!"

"You just fart!"

On the side, the elder Ling Yuan stared naturally, his black robe trembling, as if he was about to move forward.

Immediately there was a quarrel between the two people in the hall, and all the soul masters on the side stared at their performance.

After all, among these people, the strength of the two old men is the most prominent. Looking at the two fighting, Xiang Longyi frowned and said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, you two masters just come with me, if everyone has no objection, I will take the two masters to see Master Hanjian, and wait for Master Hanjian to be selected!"

The voice fell, and the quarrel between the two old men ended, but one stared at the other, and no one was convinced. Around him, they nodded, naturally there was no objection. After all, the strength of the two is respected, and the mental power of the two is enough to suppress everyone in the audience.

At the next moment, when Xiang Long was about to take the two away, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I have objections, this time the quota... or give it to me!"

While talking, Meng Fan's figure walked out of the crowd, his eyes flickering, since he was ready to fight for the good fortune pill, then this kind of thing was indispensable.

Seeing Meng Fan wearing a black robe, the entire field was silent. Ling Yuan and Kazan, the two old men's complexions became extremely stern, and Ling Yuan sneered at the next moment.

"Little Wawa, you still ate milk when the old man was refining tools!"

"Yes, the old man is strong enough to be your master!"

"Huh, dare you to compete with Master Ling Yuan, and eat the leopard courage?"

Facing the surrounding discussion, Meng Fan's expression remained unchanged, one finger stretched out, a letter was directly thrown at Xiang Long, and he said lightly.

"Let Han Jian come to see me!"

The sound fell, and immediately caused an uproar in the field. Rao Xianglong's expression changed. You must know that in the Hall of the Underworld, Han Jian is an ancestor-level existence, and Meng Fan is so arrogant.

Ling Yuan couldn't help it anymore and said disdainfully.

"Little Wawa, Master Han Jian will meet you? Are you wishful thinking!"

In the field, Xianglong frowned slightly, looked at the letter in his hand, and immediately stretched out his hand and threw it directly to the person beside him. After a wink, a big man nodded and immediately left with the letter.

Looking at Meng Fan, Xiang Long said with a light smile.

"This guest, I hope you have enough confidence in what you say. Our Hades is not a place to laugh, once..."

The tone fell, but he understood, it was filled with a deep chill, and all the spirit masters around it hummed softly, waiting for the scene of Meng Fan being carried out, which could serve as the three major forces in the Black City, Ming The temple is definitely not a child who grew up in a greenhouse.

Just as everyone hesitated, an old voice suddenly came out in the next moment.

"Who is Meng Fan, I would like to invite Han Jian!"