Chapter 2233

For a moment, many figures appeared in front of the hall where the inner disciples were assessed.

All poured into the hall.

"Who has survived thousands of years in the dreamland?"

"Where is the son of God?"

"It turns out that someone can survive thousands of years in the dreamland!!"

The man with extremely high cheekbones looked at the people pouring into the hall with fear and found that these people are usually the existence of God and dragon.

I didn't expect all of them to gather here this time.

However, the man also knew why. At this time, his inner shock had not been eliminated. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he could not believe that someone could survive thousands of years in despair!

Because every inner disciple of yuhun sect survived the despair, he knew the horror of the dreamland.

"How many years has he been in dreamland?" the famous old man with white beard and hair and wrinkled face looked at the man with extremely high cheekbones.

"It's only ten million years since I returned to the fifth elder of the Supreme Court." the man with extremely high cheekbones said.

There was a commotion in the hall. Even the top strongmen of the soul control sect were not only shocked.

They naturally know the of this dreamland. I'm afraid that without knowing it, they may not be able to persist for thousands of years without giving up!

When the crowd was shocked, an old voice said, "to tell you the truth, I valued this son a few years ago."

The speaker was the three elders. He ran straight to the front with a smile on his face.

To be honest, he never thought Qin Huan could survive thousands of years. When he heard about Hong Zhong, he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"What if you like it? Such a monster doesn't mean you have to worship at your door!"

"This is the second son of God since he withdrew from the supreme. How can you say that you can worship under your door? At least choose the best one for him?"

……

As soon as the words of the three elders were spoken, others retorted one after another.

Qin Huan is undoubtedly a treasure. Everyone wants to receive Qin Huan under his own door.

"Everybody, the old ancestor told me to take this son out of the dreamland and go to Luan Tianfeng." when the people disputed, a thick voice sounded.

The voice of the discussion in the hall suddenly stagnated. All of them turned their heads and looked at the middle-aged man behind them. Their faces became strange and finally turned into helplessness.

The ancestors are all involved. Where are their opportunities? After all, who dares to compare with the ancestors?

After a little silence, many strong people left directly, and some strong people stayed to look at Qin Huan in the light curtain wall.

"Go and bring out the son of God." the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

The man with extremely high cheekbones nodded and flew directly into the light curtain.

After half a ring, he came out with a man in his arms. It was Qin Huan.

Qin Huan seemed to be in a dreamland. His eyes were closed and he completely lost consciousness.

"Is this the son of God?" they looked at Qin Huan carefully.

They knew that the soul governing sect would have a place for Qin Huan in the future, and even had a great chance to take charge of the soul governing sect in the future.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the cheekbone man handed Qin Huan over to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took Qin Huan and disappeared.

……

"Wake up!"

Qin Huan's mind was completely fixed, leaving only one thought. Suddenly, an old voice sounded in his mind.

The old voice seemed to contain the power of the recovery of all things, and like a stone thrown into the calm lake, rippling.

Qin Huan's solidified mind began to collapse.

It seemed that he thought of something, and the solidified mind collapsed in an instant. Qin Yumeng opened his eyes, and his pupils changed from laxity to cohesion, and finally burst into light.

Qin Huan suddenly sat up and looked around. He found himself in a unique courtyard. There were green bamboo forests all around. The breeze blew and the bamboo leaves swayed and rustled.

Looking at the bamboo forest, Qin Huan's eyes relaxed again, and his memory of countless years came to his mind.

After a long time, Qin Yu shook his head to keep himself awake, and his eyes gradually focused on a recliner in front of him.

A frail old man in a broad black robe is half sitting on an ancient recliner, his hands and feet are covered with black robes.

All over the body, only the head was exposed, and even the neck could not be seen.

The old man's face was pale, full of wrinkles and age spots, and his head had only a little weed like gray hair.

Because Qin Yuwu got the way of death, he was very sensitive to the smell of death, and the old man in front of him was full of the smell of death. I was afraid it was not long before the deadline.

Over the years, Qin Huan had seen countless strong people, but he had hardly seen a few people whose time was coming. The yin-yang tree god was one, and the old man in front of him was also one.

Qin Huan looked at the old man and looked around in surprise. Everything he had experienced came to his mind. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Sir, everything was a fantasy before?"

"That's an immortal fairyland! The assessment of the inner disciples of yuhun sect." the old man half lay on the couch and looked at Qin Huan with a gentle look.

Qin Huan looked stiff. He had guessed that it was a fantasy array, but he didn't expect it to be a fantasy.

And still such a terrible fantasy!!

After a long time, Qin Huan slowly closed his eyes. He needed time to digest all this, including the suffering of nearly ten million years.

After a long time, Qin Huan opened his eyes, looked at the old man and said, "senior, I don't know where this is. Have I passed the examination?"

"This is my resting place, and you... Are the second one who has never given up after the defeat of yuhun sect." the old man stared at Qin Huan.

"Thousands of years?" Qin Huan looked stiff. He couldn't help thinking of the stone tablet of the devil's tomb. If he hadn't had that experience, I'm afraid he couldn't last so long.

Qin Huan couldn't help wondering who the other man was, who could last for thousands of years.

"According to the religious rules, you can become the God son of the soul control sect in one step!" the old man said.

Son of God??

Qin Huan was shocked. He came to control the soul sect just to get the method to control the soul, but he didn't want to be the son of God unexpectedly.

However, Qin Huan didn't think much, as long as he could get the magic of the spirit.

"Which step?" Qin Huan wondered.

"Blood, share life and death with my soul control sect!" the old man said.

Blood? Life and death??

Qin Huan looked calm, but he was speechless. If he lived and died with yuhunzong, wouldn't he be bound with yuhunzong all his life?

Qin Huan, who has always been used to being the only one, really can't live or die with this sect.

"Don't hurry to answer me. You can think about it. If you become the son of God of our soul governing sect, you can take charge of the immortal secret territory of our soul governing sect and become the immortal son of heaven of our soul governing sect!!"

Don't destroy the son of heaven???