The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"The nine heavenly deities of my Soul Palace have fallen one after another. The vice-master and the soul-cleaning saint all died secretly some time ago. The master of the main hall is in a bad mood these days. I advise you not to seek death."

"Also considering that the war is about to start, just to be on the safe side, the main hall master decided to take away all the soul sources stored in the main halls before the war. During this time, the gods of the main hall may come down, you have to pay attention .”

The middle-aged man in white thought for a while and ordered.

"Yes, Lord Hall Master."

The blue-haired old man replied in a deep voice.

"Well, that's it."

The middle-aged man in white left here straight after finishing speaking.

The blue-haired old man snorted heavily as he watched the middle-aged man in white go away.

His venerable Qinghai is a veteran elder of the Soul Hall, and now he has been promoted to the Deputy Hall Master of the Disha Branch Hall in the northwestern region of the Soul Hall.

But what is this "Hall Master"?

Twenty years ago, he was no more than a lowly human-level guardian in the Soul Palace, but his cultivation base has been steadily rising in the past twenty years, and it took only nine years to upgrade from a human-level guardian to a human-level guardian. Heavenly protector.

In the beginning, it was nothing, but in the eyes of an old man like him, the Heavenly Protector was still an existence that could kill people at will.

But never expected that in order to set an example for those pig and dog-like Dharma protectors, the main hall actually specially promoted this Dharma protector to be the elder of the Soul Palace, and even found him a physical body.

As a result, the guardian pheasant still advanced very quickly after becoming an elder, and now he has become a four-star Dou Zun one star higher than himself, and even became the main hall master of the Disha branch hall.

It's still my immediate boss, what the hell is this called!

Who would have thought that he would be crushed by a small human-level protector in the end! !

The Guardians of the Soul Palace think that the Guardian Pheasant is a model of inspiration and the goal they strive for, but he Qinghai doesn't think that this guy is a piece of trash!

Of course, these are nothing more than Venerable Qinghai's misunderstanding and prejudice against Lord Hall Master.

If he knew the other identity of the Lord Hall Master, he would definitely be so impressed that he would give the Lord Hall Master a crazy call with a thumbs up.

Well, then silently reveal his true colors to the main hall.

"Hmph! You lowly pig!"

Venerable Qinghai uttered a word coldly, then turned and left immediately.

The Hall Master will return to his quiet room to practice if he is fine as usual, and this time is no exception.

"Boom!"

The stone door of the palace lord's exclusive quiet room was slammed shut.

The Palace Master, who has always been extremely calm, showed an unconcealable excitement this time, because the mysterious brand on his eyebrows that had never appeared in the past twenty years finally reappeared.

"Wangtian! You finally think of me!"

The master of the hall touched the faintly hot Qinglian brand on the center of his brow and murmured.

His name is Wang Qinian, he is the chief elder of the Wangtian organization, and the number one person under Wangtian's seat.

Twenty years ago, in order to resist the evil force of the Soul Palace, he was sent by the organization to go undercover inside the Soul Palace, code-named "Deep Sea".

But in the past twenty years, the organization has never contacted him once, so all he can do is to silently record everything he saw, as Lord Wangtian said.

Twenty years later, his blood was once cold, but now his blood is boiling again.

Hope God!You haven't forgotten me after all!

Wang Qinian immediately knelt down on the ground with one knee full of awe. He put his hands together according to the secret method memory recorded in the brand, and with a movement of the seals on his hands, a set of dazzling seals formed like lightning.

"Congeal!"

A low shout suddenly sounded in the room.

The sound fell, and it was printed!

"Buzz!"

After performing the secret technique, Wang Qinian's body suddenly froze. He only felt that his eyes were darkened, and a trace of soul power was pulled out, and along the blue lotus brand on his forehead, it spread rapidly to a distant and unknown place.

astral.

"Wang Qinian! Come back!"

Xiao Yan said in a low voice after the imprint knot in his hand changed rapidly.

"call out!"

A trace of black light burst out from Xiao Yan's brow like lightning.

"Oh!"

The black awn shot into the air exploded suddenly, and an illusory figure suddenly emerged.The phantom figure shook his head violently, and carefully surveyed the surrounding environment until he saw Xiao Yan sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Wangtian my lord! Wang Qinian, the chief elder of Wangtian, reports to you!"

The phantom figure knelt down in front of Xiao Yan and saluted.

Xiao Yan covered his face and didn't want to speak.

That Ghost Wangtian was just a toy he made during his second year of middle school. If Wang Qinian didn't mention it, he would have forgotten it long ago.