My Time Travel Necklace

This soldier is the Legion where the Seventh Apostle Holy Sword sat down, and one of them was lucky enough to be picked up.

"Being able to drop the holy sword in one move, doesn't it mean that the strong man has the strength of a soul saint, and even I am no match for him, and our soul race, who knows the strong soul saint, knows that the black underworld emperor and the old soul emperor "The middle-aged man's eyes were bright and he was thinking.

"Could it be that some powerful soul clansmen who cultivated deep in the mountains were born?" the middle-aged man murmured to himself.

Some eccentric soul masters, not for fame and fortune, devote themselves to cultivation, open up caves in various dangerous and inaccessible places, and devote themselves to cultivation.

Most of these people are soul emperors and soul masters, hoping to break through to the soul saint realm.

Generally speaking, they all cultivate quietly and will not be born, but now such a strong man who can kill the soul master suddenly appeared, it is really strange.

A little later, the middle-aged man asked: "Why did he kill the holy sword, could it be that the old soul emperor asked for a helper."

The old soul emperor has been sitting on the throne for tens of thousands of years. He is powerful and well-connected. He knows many old monsters in the realm of soul masters, and he may have broken through to the realm of soul saints.

The armored soldier shook his head and said, "No, that strong man seems to be looking for the immortal emperor who was captured from the fairy world."

"Hmm..." At this moment, the middle-aged man frowned.

The several immortal emperors captured from the fairy world were entrusted to him by Hei Minghuang to handle them personally, and they were kept extremely confidential, and only Hei Minghuang and their seven great disciples knew about them.

Why did the suspected soul sage powerhouses look for those immortal emperors? Doubts abounded in the hearts of the middle-aged people.

"Okay, go down, the holy sword is dead, and your holy sword army will be merged into my black cool army," said the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was obviously Hei Ku, the first apostle who had been seated by the Emperor Hei Ming.

Apart from this place, many places in the Soul Clan heard the news of the killing of the holy sword, and were either surprised, delighted, or disdainful.

Since the news of the killing of the holy sword spread to Heiming City, the defense of Heiming City has become stricter, ten times stricter than before.

Especially paying attention to the soul clansmen who have newly entered the Black Underworld City.

There is a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.

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"Is this the Black Underworld City? It's really huge, thousands of times bigger than the Black Rock City." At this moment, Lin Fan looked at a magnificent city in the distance and said to himself.

Lin Fan rode on a yellow and white tiger king, this tiger king was two feet high, majestic and fierce, it was the mount of the holy sword.

After the holy sword died, Lin Fan took the Tiger King as his mount.

"Okay, you can go." Lin Fan jumped off the Tiger King and patted his fluffy hair with a smile.

In the past few days, I have been using the Tiger King continuously to drive the road. At this moment, the Tiger King is a little exhausted.

The Tiger King let out a low growl, glanced at Lin Fan, then jumped back and disappeared into the jungle.

Lin Fan headed towards Heiming City.

"Stop, where are you?" At the gate of the city, there are several teams of majestic city guards, who are strictly checking there, paying attention to new faces.

After Lin Fan came to the gate of the city, his figure became unreal, then disappeared without a trace, and finally entered Heiming City easily.

"The Black Underworld City is so big, how can I find it?" Lin Fan frowned, because in the memory of the holy sword, he only knew that they were escorted back to the Black Underworld City, but Lin Fan didn't know where they were imprisoned.

"Yes..." Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward, drifting away.

A huge house covering an area of ​​[-] acres.

In the hall, Hei Ku was sitting in the hall, drinking tea, a little careless, for these few days, Hei Ku was a little out of his mind.

Ever since he learned of the death of the holy sword, he has been in a bad mood, because of something, naturally because the strong man who is suspected of being a soul sage came to ask for someone.

"I hope the holy sword didn't reveal anything important." Hei Ku took a sip of tea and said to himself.

"Passing by your place, can I ask for a cup of tea?" Suddenly, a faint voice fell into Hei Ku's ears.

Hei Ku was shocked, and then he saw, at some point, a handsome and young soul clan powerhouse standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile on his mouth.

Hei Ku shook his wrist while serving tea, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice, "You came to the wrong place."

"No, this is the destination I want to come to," Lin Fan said lightly.

Hei Ku's body tensed instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy, he looked at Lin Fan with wary eyes, checked the aura of the strange man in front of him, and felt that it was as vast as the sea, unfathomable.

For a moment, Hei Ku's forehead was covered with sweat.

Hei Ku held back his trembling body, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "You, you are the strong soul saint."

Although the young man in front of him didn't have the slightest bloom or breath, he gave Hei Ku an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Yes, where are they?" Lin Fan nodded and asked.

"I don't know" Hei Ku said calmly, while trying to transmit the sound to Lord Hei Minghuang, I am afraid that only Hei Minghuang can save him at this moment.

"Don't be smart, I have cut off the aura of the entire mansion, you can't send any news." Lin Fan shook his head and said.

"Whether I can save my life, I can't help it." The sweat on Hei Ku's forehead grew more and more.

Lin Fan said in a calm but majestic tone: "It depends on you, whether you are smart or not."

Hei Ku quickly said: "I have handed over those immortal emperors to Lord Heiminghuang, and they are in the mansion of Lord Heiminghuang."

"You're lying." Lin Fan looked at him and said seriously.

After a pause, he continued: "At this moment, the Black Underworld Emperor is [-] kilometers away, competing with the old Soul Emperor for a natural moat fortress. The two sides have been fighting for more than a month. How many immortal emperors have been captured by you? Yue, how do you hand it over to the Black Underworld Emperor."