Chapter 2010: Immortal King Burial Master

The two elders in front of him should be. . . . Immortal King and Burial Lord!

The most terrifying powerhouse between the immortal land and the burial land is also the real master of the billions of creatures between the two places, there is no one!

Both of them can be said to be true meritocracy, without God.

Even Meng Fan can't enjoy the treatment of the two at all. The most important thing is that the souls of all creatures are controlled by the hands of the two, whether it is between the immortal land or the burial land. This is the biggest killer. It means that there is basically no betrayal between this immortal land and the burial ground, because no one dares mainly.

The result of a careless betrayal is that one's own soul is easily destroyed, who dares to betray!

So the two were the real supreme emperors. It is estimated that the Lord of the Thirteenth Palace dreamed of reaching the level of the two, but it was a pity that his place was called Wanyu, which is not a coincidence. . . . Encountered such an evil existence like Meng Fan!

I don’t know if Princess Yaoyue’s soul is in the hands of the burial master!

But now he can't tolerate Meng Fan thinking so much, because after so much effort, it is finally time to find two people. It is not the time to say anything else.

So after this moment, Meng Fan concentrated his mind, fell in one step, very close to the golden space, and said at the same time,

"Two seniors, in Xia Mengfan... I don't know if the two of you can talk now!"

The voices were connected in a line, containing Meng Fan's powerful thought power, and at the same time it spread into this golden space.

After a while, the two elders who were always sitting in the same place opened their eyes at the same time, and looked towards Meng Fan. There was a trace of alertness and surprise in the eyes of both of them.

Seeing the eyes of the two opened, it also made Meng Fan's heart relieved. Before the two were shrouded in gray mist, he really thought there was something unexpected between the two of them. Now it seems that Xian The king and the burial master should be trapped here, and the gray mists on his body are the means to trap them.

This is too Taoist, really. . . . Extraordinary!

"who are you!"

Seeing Meng Fan, the obese old man hesitated for a moment, and said slowly.

Sensing the power in him, Meng Fan understood that this should be the father of the burial master, Princess Yueyue.

"As I said, in Xia Mengfan, Princess Yueyue is outside to help your Excellency, and I am... his helper, who came to help the two of you."

Meng Fan spoke slowly, but he didn't know how to describe the relationship between him and Princess Yaoyue.

"Oh!"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, both the Immortal King and the Burial Lord were shocked, their expressions were still, their eyes flickered, and their own thought power was also probing outward.

Even across a golden space, Meng Fan clearly felt the powerful fluctuations in the two of them.

Even if it is suppressed, it is absolutely the supreme powerhouse, and there is a big terror to invest in it.

After a few breaths, both of them sensed the turmoil outside, and their hearts moved suddenly, and the obese old man's burial owner laughed and sneered.

"The old immortality of Xiandi seems to be... the old man is better than the other, my girl is here!"

"Humph!"

Hearing the words of the burial master, the fierce old man was obviously the immortal king, and his complexion suddenly became very bad. However, after seeing Meng Fan, his expression suddenly changed and he was surprised.

"Where do you come from...?"

"Wan domain!"

Meng Fan arched his hands and said calmly.

The expression of these two words made the expressions of the Immortal King and the Burial Lord suddenly change, staring at Meng Fan, especially the Immortal King, a hint of excitement flashed across his face, and he couldn't believe it.

"how come?"

The Immortal King looked at Meng Fan carefully, his eyes flashing like electricity, as if he was about to see through him up and down. Finally, after he finally sensed the familiar breath in Meng Fan, he also sighed and nodded silently. .

"It's true... you really come from Wanyu, Wanyu... I haven't been back for a long time..."

In the voice, there was a kind of silence.

Meng Fan's mind was slightly shaken. Indeed, there is a person from Wanyu who does not regard Wanyu as his home. In that place, there is endless vitality, friends, and relatives, and in the path of divine hiding, there is only killing, coldness, and endless darkness.

"Oh, I didn't expect my daughter's helper to be a young man from Wanyu!"

The burial master was also very surprised, staring at Meng Fan.

"Two seniors, now is not the time to gossip!"

Meng Fan arched his hands and said,

"The Taoist people outside will always find this place. It is the time that Princess Yue is trying to help fight for. I don’t know how the two seniors are now. Can I help the two seniors to leave here? And is there any way to fight Tai Daoist, this person is extraordinary. If he is really cruel, even if I join hands with Princess Yingyue, it may not be enough to deal with him!"

The voice was calm, but even Meng Fan couldn't help expressing a sense of anxiety.

Now no one can feel it, the urgency of the present form is extraordinary.

Outside, there is a great Taoist who is unparalleled in the world. The latter is just unwilling to die with Meng Fan and Princess Yue, and wants to use a more secure method. If the Taoist is really desperate, who knows the three majors of the underworld What kind of means does one of the leaders have, at least Meng Fan dare not gamble, so now his eyes are like torches, staring at the immortal king and the burial master, wanting to solve it quickly.

"understand!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the immortal king and the burial master moved, and then the immortal king spoke,

"You have also seen our current situation. To tell you the truth, we are too poisonous from the Taoist corpse and are suppressed by his secret method. It is difficult to suppress ourselves. If it weren't for the fact that I had a Zen in my hands. The gyro beads in the temple have already fallen into the hands of the Supreme Daoist at this moment. It’s a pity that the two of us have been heroes for a lifetime, but now we have come to such a fate, boy, how did you come here? Don’t you have a Supreme Daoist Corpse poison?"

Before speaking, Meng Fan already knew that the golden bead in the hands of the Immortal King was able to open up the golden world between the heavens and the heavens, and isolate the space of the Supreme Taoist because of the power of this bead.

The peaceful aura that Meng Fan felt before came from this bead.

Looking at this scene, Meng Fan's heart is also clear, and he noticed the gray fog surrounding the burial master and the fairy king. It is the corpse poison of the Taoist people. It has already invaded the bone marrow, spirit and so on of the two great gods. If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were involved in good fortune, they would have already died.

Although there is this peculiar bead to save their lives, both the immortal king and the burial master are now even more like the prisoners of the Supreme Taoist, being suppressed here and unable to move.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan no longer hesitated, but bowed his hand and said,

"Two seniors, it is possible to dissolve the corpse poison on the two of them at the bottom. Please also ask the two seniors to let me in and heal the two seniors!"

A few words were sonorous and powerful, and the moment they fell, the immortal king and the burial master were shocked at the same time, their eyes widened, and they looked at Meng Fan in disbelief.

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