The two entered Xianyang Palace and quickly closed the door.

In the Xianyang Palace, it was pitch black and the wind was raging. In the Xianyang Palace, there were more than 3,000 coffins, all of which were covered with coffin lids.

The leader was a huge black coffin, and a huge black flag was inserted beside the black coffin.

Yifeng grabbed the black banner and shook it violently.

"The soul is back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a wave of the black banner, the yin energy around it rotates rapidly as if he is waiting for a command, forming more than three thousand small vortexes, staying above each coffin.

Fairyland.

On a battlefield, a Red Armor General was snatching a bloody sword and killing among the army. Wherever he passed, the enemy fled in horror.

Suddenly, General Red Armor paused and a long voice came from his ears!

"The soul is back~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

In a valley, a man and a woman were drinking tea and watching the beautiful scenery.

Suddenly, a sound of soul returning came from my ears!

"Meow?"

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The powerful Dazhen who went to the fairy world almost heard Yi Feng's voice. All his bodies trembled and their souls returned to Xianyang Palace.

The first one to come back was naturally Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan's coffin slowly opened, revealing Yan Chuan's figure inside.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

One by one, the souls seemed to come out of thin air and quickly penetrated into Yan Chuan's body.

In addition to Yan Chuan's coffin, in the hall, the coffin was slowly opened one by one, and souls quickly gathered and quickly entered one body.

In the Xianyang Palace, the yin energy was strong. For a moment, the vigorous yin energy even broke through the Xianyang Palace.

Outside Xianyang Palace, all the Yin Qi surged into the sky. The guards on the outer side were all extremely shocked.

Yan Chuan's eyes opened and his expression was slightly dull, as if he was fusing these two hundred memories.

It was not until ten breaths that Yan Chuan took a deep breath and his eyes condensed.

"Greetings to the Lord!" Yifeng and Liu Jin immediately said respectfully.

Yan Chuan exhaled and nodded.

"Yi Feng, something big happened?" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the emperor needs to decide!" Yifeng nodded.

"Meow!" A meow sound came from a coffin not far away.

Zi Zi and Meow Meow also woke up.

Not only two people, among the more than three thousand coffins, sat up one after another.

"call!"

Suddenly, fifty figures of black robe popped out of the fifty coffins.

Fifty figures fell in front of Yan Chuan and knelt on one knee.

"Master, I'll go back first!" said the leader.

"Yeah!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Fifty people quickly opened the door, turned into fifty black shadows, and disappeared into Xianyang Palace.

Yifeng and Liu Jin all showed surprises, because even the two of them didn't understand who they were. Who were they? Dazhen still had the power he didn't know?

The fifty people were not others, but the Butian Pavilion. This time, the dream of entering the secret of heaven, Yan Chuan asked Dugu Wudi to take a group of swordsman strong men to go with him.

Dazhen's strength has been greatly improved this time!

"Liu Jin, you are going to prepare the spirit bath and everyone needs to wash it. Also, Yi Feng, are you ready for the spirit stones you prepared?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Yes!" Liu Jin replied.

"Don't worry, over the years, all the remaining spirit stones and immortal stones have been stored. Just wait for the return of the emperor and his colleagues to absorb the internal vitality!" Yi Feng replied.

"Okay!" Yan Chuan nodded.

This time, when I dreamed of heaven, everyone gained a lot, and the power of fate was enhanced. Next, I would like to enhance my own cultivation. (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!