Li Fuchen sneered.

He is not stupid, he does not know that the master of Soul Valley is absorbing the souls of warriors to strengthen himself.

Introducing a hundred Yuanhai Realm kings in, maybe the other party will be able to recover, or roughly recover.

The master of the Soul Valley was silent for a moment, "Fifty people can do it. I believe you have realized the benefits of the special soul grass. With these ten special soul grasses, you can definitely advance to the Dharma Realm within ten years. But I, just

I just want to keep my soul from dissipating. If I want to recover, let alone fifty Yuan Hai Realm kings, even five hundred Yuan Hai Realm kings can't do it."

After saying that, the master of Soul Valley stopped talking.

However, Li Fuchen could feel a pair of invisible eyes staring at him.

"I reject."

Li Fuchen made a decisive decision.

Who knows how many souls the master of Soul Valley has absorbed over the years? This risk is too great.

After saying that, Li Fuchen turned and left.

"Young man, I remember you. One day, I will definitely let you know what hell is."

The voice of the master of the Soul Valley was fierce, like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, making Li Fuchen's skin shiver.

Half a day later, Li Fuchen walked out of the Soul Valley.

Looking back at Soul Valley, Li Fuchen felt lingering fear.

If his soul were not powerful enough, he would be no different from the living dead now, providing soul power to the master of the Soul Valley every day.

After thinking about it, Li Fuchen suddenly drew his finger at the entrance.

Suddenly, a sword intent sealed the entrance to the Soul Valley.

Roar!

The roaring sound came out, and the entire Soul Valley seemed to come alive.

"Whether it's heaven or earth, I, Wuhun, swear that I will kill you, I will."
Chapter completed!