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"Jehovah, after talking for so long, I haven't said it yet, what can you do to deal with Yue Chong?" Salro didn't continue to dwell on how Yue Zhong knew about soul traction.

Perhaps, just a coincidence.

Soul traction of this thing, although Salro has never seen anyone other than the royal family will, but many things, there are always exceptions.

For example, Yue Chongkeng killed twenty-two king-sealing powerhouses, and before it happened, no one would think that one mid-stage of the Seven Veins would be able to kill so many masters.

So, instead of dwelling on this, it's better to think about how to kill Yue Chong.

As long as Yue Zhong is killed, then everything can be solved.

Hearing Salro's words, Yahweh smiled slightly, and then said, "I used my soul to control one of Yue Chong's friends, and although Yue Zhong was later broken, I can still feel the position of that person. ”

"In other words, you know where Yue Chong is now!!" Salro's eyes lit up.

If you know the specific location of Yue Chong, then the possibility of directly sending a master over to kill Yue Chong is still very high.

After this period of news feedback, Salro also has a general understanding of Yue Chong's strength. This kid's combat power is indeed much higher than that of the ordinary middle of the Seven Veins, but his strongest strength is not his strength, but his brain.

Whether it was the death of the poisonous woman**, the killing of Ares, or the annihilation of the twenty-two king-sealing powerhouses, although it seems that they were all done by Yue Chong, but if you are careful, you can find that in fact, most of the killings, Yue Chong is just using his brains and using his conspiracy.

If he really faced a high-level feudal king, Yue Zhong had no way to live.

In fact, Salro's judgment is really accurate, with Yue Chong's current strength, if he encounters a high-level feudal king, it will be a direct death.

A high-level feudal powerhouse, equivalent to the existence of the level of feudal cultivation, on the positive side, how could Yue Zhong have played such a master.

"Yes father, I know the traces of their group." Jehovah did not hide it, and nodded honestly in acknowledgement. But Yue Chong, where they are, he won't say.

If you say it in advance, you won't get any benefit.

"Tell me, what are you going to do, and what do you need for this?" Salor's eyes were slightly dark, and he stared at Jehovah like a falcon.

Truth be told, Jehovah's heart is a little terrified, after all, Sarro's strength is terrifying. It is best described in four words: unfathomable.

Although Salro did not care about the princes' secret development, Jehovah never intended to take the throne from Salro.

Because he's not stupid.

He clearly knew how strong his father was, even if he added all the masters he had cultivated, it was estimated that it would not be enough for Sallo to shoot with one hand.

He has been able to occupy the throne of the emperor for so many years, the means are one thing, and the strength is an extremely important factor.

What Salro knew was that as early as ten years ago, Father Natural's father had already reached the level of a super-feudal king. Now that ten years have passed, his strength is probably stronger.

Although he has not reached the emperor, he is definitely the strongest category among the super-level king masters.

Under the premise that there are not even a few super-level king-sealing masters, they are basically invincible.

"I want a team of people, people who are completely obedient. Father, I can swear that I will definitely take Yue Chong's head back. And the LORD said.

Bang!

The next moment, Salro slapped his palm on the table in front of him, and the table creaked, and then it shattered and turned into a pile of powder.

The degree of control over power is simply staggering.

"Speaking of which, it's still leading the team! In that case, what is the difference between me sending you and sending someone else? Salro said angrily.

Jehovah was not deterred by Sarro's anger, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Father, it seems that you still can't trust me. In that case, I won't say any more, I'll step back first. "The Lord retreats as advances, okay, if you don't send me, it's okay, then you can find a way slowly.

Anyway, I still know the specific location of Yue Chong, do you know? You don't know, do you?

Nonsense, you definitely don't know, Yue Chong's guy is such a chicken thief, it's strange that you can know your whereabouts. That is, I, smart and handsome, can do some tricks.

And the LORD bowed himself and prepared to withdraw.

"Stop!" Salro finally shouted.

After all, Jehovah knew where Yue Chong was, and if he hadn't let him go, he would certainly not have told him where he was. Even if he is the Emperor, even if he is Jehovah's father, he cannot persecute Jehovah.

This is the parallel universe, this is their royal family, everything is only about interests.

Even between father and son, it is necessary to settle accounts.

"How can you guarantee that you can be killed if you are sent?" Salro asked with a deep groan.

"Because...... I'll do whatever it takes. The Lord said with a smile on his face, but there was a cruelty in his eyes, and even Salro could not help but have some palpitations.

It seems that Jehovah has a deep hatred for Yue Chong. After all, Yue had severely wounded the power of Yahweh's soul.

For the royal family, soul power is very important.

The strength of the soul power not only determines the speed and depth of receiving the inheritance, but at the same time, many means in the inheritance rely on the soul power.

Salro was silent for a long time.

"Give you a high-level king-sealing powerhouse, and two medium-level king-sealing powerhouses, and keep your actions secret before killing Yue Chong." Salro looked at Jehovah, and he wanted to give it a try.

If Yahweh could slay Yue Zhong, it would be the best; If Yue Chong still can't be killed, then this operation should not have happened.

"Father is wise." Yahweh clenched his fists and laughed, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

"By the way, father, these three strong kings, no matter whether they succeed or fail, they will be sent to me." Jehovah set his own terms.

"Go ahead and do it." Salro had long known that this would be the case, so he waved his hand and said.

"Yes." Jehovah answered, and turned away.

It wasn't until the figure of Yahweh disappeared that Salro slowly reached out and picked up the wine glass on the other table.

After putting it to his mouth, Salro still couldn't drink it after all, but threw it out fiercely, slammed it on the ground with a thud, split apart, and spilled the wine on the ground.

Middel on the side naturally knew what Sallo was angry about.

He knew each other very well and chose to keep his mouth shut.

It's a matter for your father and son, and it has something to do with me.

"Bastard!" Sallo roared angrily, and the Lord was now getting more and more excessive, and had dared to threaten him blatantly.

Although Sarro knew that Jehovah had no intention of taking the throne, he felt very bad about being confronted. Especially being confronted by his own son, and even having to give in to himself, this is a very aggrieved thing.