Soul And Martial Emperor

A world-shaking explosion spread out, and the lotus flower petals exploded. The White Bone Corpse King in front of Ghost-faced Man also exploded with a loud bang.    

Although Ghost-faced Man was protected by the White Bone Corpse King, he was still injured. After getting up, his first reaction was to escape, because he saw that his subordinates could no longer hold on.    

In a few minutes, all his subordinates would die here. He was already afraid, so he wanted to escape alone.    

"It's too late to run now." Meng Hao had long been on guard against Ghost-faced Man's trick, so he immediately discovered Ghost-faced Man's intention.    

"Mental Secret Arts - Cage of Heaven and Earth!"    

Meng Hao formed a seal with both hands. These were the two types of mental Secret Arts he had just learned. Instantly, the Spiritual Strength formed a solid cage that trapped Ghost-faced Man inside.    

"Ardent Flame Slash!"    

"Waning Moon!"    

Meng Hao held the Star Thunder Sword in his hand and used two ultimate moves in a row. The crescent lightning sword light and the flaming sword light fiercely smashed towards Ghost-faced Man's leader.    

Boom! Boom!    

Ghost-faced Man's leader was now trapped in the heaven and earth cage. He could not even use the Soul Skill. He had become a living target and could only passively take a beating.    

Two rays of sword light flashed out, leaving a perfect light in the dark night, and directly shattered Ghost-faced Man into pieces.    

"We, the Corpse Soul Divine Sect will never let you go. The day of our sect master's arrival will be the day of your death." The moment Ghost-faced Man disappeared, a roar echoed in the valley.    

The other five Ghost-faced Man were also killed by Meng Hao and the numerous Soul Beasts. Meng Hao kept their Heaven and Earth Bag, and also let the Ice Bear and the others rest in the beast card.    

Sitting on the ground, Meng Hao's expression turned ugly. These guys were not good people, especially the words that Ghost-faced Man said before his death. It really shocked Meng Hao.    

He had never heard of the Corpse Soul Divine Sect, and this matter would probably have a big impact on him. Therefore, he had to go back and tell his future father-in-law that he had to investigate this matter thoroughly. Otherwise, the Black Profound Domain would probably suffer a devastating blow.    

"Young master, the people you just killed were all made of dried corpses. Also, someone has cast a spell on their brain, so they can only be controlled by someone else. This Corpse Soul Cult shouldn't be a proper sect, so it's better to be careful.    

Ling's voice suddenly sounded in Meng Hao's mind. Ling had seen everything that had happened, so her voice was also mixed with seriousness.    

"Little White, let's go back to the Star Moon Pavilion." Meng Hao also realized the seriousness of the matter, so he jumped onto the back of the Silver Moon Wolf and flew out of the Ghost Valley.    

After spending eight hours to get back to the Star Moon Pavilion, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Meng Hao called Luo Sha and the barbaric bull to his residence.    

He told them to be careful. From today onwards, no one from the Star Moon Pavilion would be able to escape. After that, Meng Hao jumped onto the back of the Silver Moon Wolf and rushed towards the Heavenly Dragon City.    

He sped up along the way. If it wasn't for the fact that the Silver Moon Wolf had broken through to the Fourth Grade, he was afraid that he wouldn't have been able to last long. Before noon, he had already returned to the Heavenly Dragon City.    

"Greetings, Young Master." The guards of the Mansion of City Lord greeted Meng Hao. Meng Hao waved his hand with a smile and walked towards the mansion. None of the guards dared to stop him.    

"Meng Hao, didn't you go to train? Why are you back? And judging from your pale face, did something happen?" An acquaintance of Meng Hao came forward and asked. This man was the Mr. Xu who had helped Meng Hao before.    

Meng Hao waved his hand and said, "I'm fine. Uncle Bi is not here. I have something to report to him."    

Mr. Xu saw Meng Hao's serious face and nodded. "Domain Lord is here. I'll bring you to see him." After that, he brought Meng Hao to Bi Jinqiang's residence.    

"Eh? Meng Hao, you came back in less than three months. Did your training go well?" Bi Jinqiang saw Meng Hao and said with a smile.    

"Uncle Bi, I have something to report to you." Meng Hao said with a serious expression. It was also Bi Jinqiang's first time seeing this smiling little guy like this.    

Without any hesitation, he casually set up a barrier. At this moment, he looked at Meng Hao and asked softly, "Uncle Bi, have you heard of the Corpse Soul Divine Sect?"    

Bi Jinqiang's expression changed drastically when he heard this. Soon after, he said in a deep voice, "Meng Hao, where did you hear this name? Other than those few old fellows, not many people know about the Corpse Soul Divine Sect."    

Meng Hao could tell that Bi Jinqiang knew about the Corpse Soul Divine Sect from Bi Jinqiang's expression. Therefore, he told Bi Jinqiang everything that Ghost-faced Man and Ghost-faced Man had told him, without holding anything back.    

Bi Jinqiang fell into deep thought when he heard this. Meng Hao and Mr. Xu didn't dare to disturb him.    

After a while, Bi Jinqiang came back to his senses and said with a smile, "You are indeed my good son-in-law. You have helped me a lot this time. Otherwise, this Black Profound Country will fall into a disaster."    

He paused for a moment and said with a cold snort, "This Corpse Soul Cult was a major power whose name shook the continent five hundred years ago. They used the corpses of dead people to refine them into zombies. At that time, Black Profound Country was almost dominated by them."    

"However, those seniors were able to kill all of them at that time. Now, we can't be lenient. I will immediately go and find those old fellows who are in seclusion to discuss this matter. We must get rid of them before the Heaven Crippled Star opens."    

After that, Bi Jinqiang left Mansion of City Lord and went to find those old monsters who were in seclusion to discuss this matter. Meng Hao, on the other hand, stayed in Mansion of City Lord for the time being.    

At ten o'clock in the evening, Bi Jinqiang returned and said with a smile, "Meng Hao, you don't have to worry about this matter. Tomorrow, we will send someone to Ghost Valley to exterminate the remaining forces of the Corpse Soul Divine Sect. My old friend just used a probing technique to find the lair of the Corpse Soul Cult. At that time, all the elite disciples of the various sects will head to Ghost Valley. This is also a good opportunity to train.    

Meng Hao nodded and said, "Then I don't have to worry. I wonder if Uncle Bi will send some disciples to the Ghost Valley to train."    

"I knew you wouldn't be able to stay idle. Tomorrow, you, Mr. Xu, will lead the team. At that time, two of my disciples will go to Ghost Valley to gain experience. You can go with them."    

Bi Jinqiang scolded with a smile. He was getting more and more satisfied with his future son-in-law. If it wasn't for him discovering the remnants of the Corpse Soul Divine Sect, he was afraid that the sect would really develop in secret. That would be very dangerous.    

In a beautiful residence in Mansion of City Lord, Meng Hao stood quietly by the pond, as if he had entered a state of emptiness.    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

This state continued for an unknown period of time. Meng Hao suddenly raised the Star Thunder Sword in front of his chest and stabbed forward.    

The speed of this sword was very fast. One could only see Meng Hao lifting the sword and withdrawing the sword. There was a tiny sword hole on the tree not far away, which was caused by Meng Hao's sword.    

Meng Hao did not expect that he would accidentally create a fast sword technique. It was even faster than the Shadowless of the Seven Styles of Illusion Kill. Even a peak Ninth Layer of Heavenly Martial Stage warrior might not be able to dodge it.    

If that was the case, this fast sword strike would be called "Thousand Mile Line." This move seemed to have never moved, but it was a straight line.    

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