Xu Moyan has been in the Soul Hall of the Hunting Prison for nearly a thousand years. He knows how many soul cultivators there are in the Soul Hall of the Hunting Prison, and how they look, but this is the first time he has seen the soul cultivator in front of him.

"Who are you?" Xu Moyan asked in a deep voice.

If the other party had not had a high cultivation level and was not afraid of the other party running away, he would have asked directly by pinching the other party's neck.

"I am not the soul cultivator of the Hunting Prison Soul Hall, but Xuanmu, the elder of Yuntian Soul Hall who came to surrender to." Xuanmu said hurriedly.

"Yuntian Soul Palace...no wonder I haven't seen you."

Xu Moyan nodded, but was a little disdainful. After all, Yuntian Soul Palace is too weak, and even a soul god emperor can become an elder.

In the Hall of the Holy Prison, if you want to become an elder, you must at least be at the level of a quasi-ancestor god.

"Lord of the Palace, let's go outside to discuss the Haotian Soul Pearl." Xuanmu said to Xu Moyan.

"Go outside to talk? Can't you talk here?" Xu Moyan frowned slightly.

"To be honest with the Lord of the Palace, I didn't know about the news about the Haotian Soul Pearl, but a friend of mine. But he couldn't enter the Hall of the Hunting Prison, so he asked me to ask the Lord of the Palace, you go out to talk to me." Xuanmu said hurriedly.

"You can't enter the Soul Hall of the Hidden Prison... Is your friend not a soul cultivator?" Xu Moyan looked at Xuanmu. It is not strange that soul cultivators and martial arts cultivators make friends. There are many soul cultivators outside the Soul Hall of the Hidden Prison to make friends with other martial arts cultivators.

Generally speaking, soul cultivators and martial cultivators make friends with each other just to get what they need.

"Yes." Xuanmu nodded.

After hesitating for a moment, Xu Moyan signaled to Xuanmu, "Let's go and lead the way." He is also an ancestral god after all, and he is also a soul cultivator. He is not afraid even if he encounters the strongest person.

Although it is difficult to deal with the strongest, it is not easy for the strongest to deal with him.

Unless the strongest person recovers to a level above the quasi-strongest, it may pose a threat to the soul cultivation at the ancestral god level.

So even if something happens, Xu Moyan is sure to get out.

Xuanmu immediately left the Hall of Hunting Prison with Xu Moyan.

During this period, no one stopped him, nor did anyone ask where Xu Moyan was going. Xuanmu didn't say anything on the surface, but shook his head helplessly. This palace master had really failed to do this.

However, Xu Moyan himself did not rely on his own abilities to gain power, but on his father's support.

How could those capable soul cultivators obey him?

Although Xuanmu has not been in the Tibetan Prison Hall for a long time, he knows that many people do not respect Xu Moyan, the hall master. Some of them only deal with it on the surface, and some even are too lazy to deal with it.

The two of them left the Hall of Hunting Prison one in front and one behind.

Xuanmu brought the palace master Xu Moyan thousands of miles away.

Xu Moyan was about to ask, but suddenly he saw a young man in the distance and frowned. When he noticed the other party's cultivation level, his brows became deeper.

The peak cultivation level of the Divine Emperor...

Even the Great God Emperor has not reached the level of the Ancestral God.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the Haotian Soul Bead?"

Xu Moyan stared at Xiao Yun and said in a deep voice: "Since you know, tell me immediately and I will give you the corresponding reward."

In Xu Moyan's opinion, Xiao Yun just wanted to get some benefits.

As for Xuanmu, I guess he was just trying to curry favor with him, the palace master.

If you can really get news about the Haotian Soul Pearl, you can give Xiao Yun some benefits, and then just promote Xuanmu a little.

"The Haotian Soul Pearl is in my hands." Xiao Yun said.

"What are you kidding? Do you think this palace master is bored and is here to make such a joke with you?" Xu Moyan was furious immediately. He naturally didn't believe Xiao Yun's words, "If you tease me again, do you believe that this palace master will make you lose your soul?"

"You really can't do it," Xiao Yun said with a smile.

Originally, he was furious by the deputy hall master Qin Qiong, but now he was teased by a martial artist at the peak of the God Emperor. Xu Moyan couldn't help it.

"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

Xu Moyan grabbed Xiao Yun's sea of ​​consciousness with one hand. At the moment of exploring in, a soul hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his hand directly.

What……

Xu Moyan's face changed.

Before he could react, the soul hand had already pulled him into the sea of ​​consciousness.

boom!

The extremely powerful soul power locked the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

Xu Moyan saw a huge soul-dao Dharma image. When he felt the breath of the soul-dao Dharma image, his face suddenly changed.

The soul and Dharma image at the level of the ancestral god...

How is it possible...

But the soul Taoist Dharma image is right in front of you, even if Xu Moyan is unwilling to admit it, it is here.

"Now, can you talk about it?" The Soul Dao Dharma Image opened his eyes and his whole face turned into Xiao Yun's appearance.

"You are just a martial arts practitioner, how could you have such a strong soul Taoist Dharma image..." Xu Moyan asked in a deep voice. This was the first time he had seen a martial arts practitioner with the level of the ancestor god.

"You don't need to know this, let's have a good talk now." Xiao Yun said.

"What do you want to talk about?" Xu Moyan looked at Xiao Yun and asked. At this moment, he no longer had his previous contempt. After all, Xiao Yun's soul Taoist Dharma image power is not inferior to him.

"I want you to stay in my sea of ​​consciousness in the future and exert some power on my soul..." Xiao Yun said with a smile.

"Are you dreaming? Do you really think that if you have the soul and Dharma image of the ancestor god level, you can suppress me in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

Xu Moyan's body quickly grew bigger. He was also at the level of the ancestral god. How could he be afraid of Xiao Yun, even if this was Xiao Yun's sea of ​​consciousness?

Xu Moyan took the initiative and slapped the soul Taoist Dharma image with one palm.

When Xiao Yun saw this palm slap, he did not hide or avoid it, and let the palm fall on the soul Taoist Dharma image.

boom!

The soul-dao Dharma image trembled slightly, while Xu Moyan was shocked to retreat for a distance.

Xu Moyan's expression changed. Only then did he realize how powerful the soul Dharma image is, far beyond his expectations.

This is second, the key is that the soul and Dharma image actually restrain him.

It should not be said that it is to restrain him, but to restrain soul cultivators.

The soul-dao and Dharma-like appearance transformed by the living souls restrain the dead souls.

Can't beat...

Then leave first.

Xu Moyan turned around and rushed toward the sea of ​​consciousness, but when he touched the sea of ​​consciousness, he could not penetrate the sea of ​​consciousness.

"His sea of ​​consciousness is so tough..." Xu Moyan's face changed. If he could not rush out of the sea of ​​consciousness, he would be trapped here.

Xu Moyan took a deep breath and transformed into thousands of bodies. This was a unique soul technique passed down by his father, which could transform himself into thousands of illusions.

Thousands of soul bodies contain stronger power, storming on the sea of ​​consciousness like a heavy rain.

At this time, the sea of ​​consciousness was torn apart.

Xu Moyan showed joy on his face. Just as he was about to penetrate the sea of ​​consciousness, an extremely thick layer appeared behind the sea of ​​consciousness, which closed the entire sea of ​​consciousness again.

Seeing this scene, Xu Moyan's expression frozen.

He was trapped, completely trapped in it...
Chapter completed!