Xian Yutong looked at the few people who walked into the dungeon, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and as soon as the black robe was unfurled, he swept into the depths of the Xian Yu clan.

Not long after, Xian Yutong came to a luxurious building, his figure paused slightly, glanced at the building shrouded in black gas, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and there was a trace of viciousness after that fear.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will be the next sick old man!"

Xian Yutong flashed into the building, slowly advancing in the corridor, and soon, he came to the door of a dark and gloomy house.

"Lord Worm, see you in Xian Yutong!"

"Come in~" a harrier-like voice.

In the hall, there was darkness. From time to time, there was a strange flow of black qi, like a ghost.

"What's the matter?" black gas flowed.

"Lord Worm, I've got an outsider!"

"Outsiders!"

The black qi shook and slowly squirmed, and one was dressed in a black robe, and his whole body was covered by a black robe, and even his face was under a black scarf, and he couldn't see the slightest true face.

"Yes, my lord, that's an outsider, I'm sure!" Xian Yutong said firmly.

"Jie Ji, it's good, it's good, it's worthy of me to take a fancy to you, support you in the second layer, don't be kicked out, it's good,......" The black-robed man was a little happy when he thought about it, "Then where is he now?"

"My lord, I put you in the dungeon and wait for the adults to deal with it!"

"Very good, the road ahead of you!"

Xian Yutong didn't dare to ask more questions or hesitate, turned around and walked out, the black-robed man was like a ghost, attached to Xian Yutong's back, fluttering.

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Inside the dungeon, Meng Lang's heart moved.

"Oh, Xian Yutong left in a hurry, what are you doing?"

"Xian Yutong has a conversation with a person called 'Serving Worms', my lord, interesting. ”

"Xian Yutong actually called me an 'outsider,' It seems that the outsider has a great attraction to that insect, the outsider, is it the name of our person from the Immortal Spirit Continent?"

"Hehehe, I have to identify it, it's good!"

It turned out that when Meng Lang's big feet fell, he put a trace of his spiritual thoughts into the sea of Xian Yutong's divine consciousness and controlled it.

This control is extremely secretive and extremely low-level. The low-level theory does not mean that this secret art is low-level, but the degree of control is not deep, and Xian Yutong has not been directly turned into a slave.

For the immortal master, theoretically he can have countless slaves, slaves controlled by the gods, but every slave, the more powerful the slave, if he controls more, it will be easy to be counterattacked, just like a person can only bear a hundred catties, but he has to bear a thousand catties.

It's not that if you can subdue the Divine Soul Slave, you can have as many as possible, but it also depends on whether your Divine Soul can withstand it and whether it is strong enough.

Meng Lang entered the wilderness, he didn't know enough about this place, and he didn't dare to easily control the Divine Soul Slave.

One of the branches of the Soul Shaking Technique in the Panlong Treasure Book is how to control the soul slaves.

"Hmph, Xian Yutong wants to treat me like a slave trader and see how I clean him up, as for that guy called the worm, I want to see what it is?"

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Walking in the dungeon, there is an unreal illusion, and I always feel that it is cool behind me, and I dare not look back.

"I'm wronged, let me out!"

"Xian Yutong, you thief, I'm your second uncle, you actually framed me......"

"Xianyu dog thief, if you dare to let me out, I will crush your bones and ashes, eat meat and drink blood!"

Whatever you say viciously, you can scold as you like.

In the miserable and miserable screaming and scolding, Xian Yutong felt a sense of relief.

On the ground, those shouts and curses came to an abrupt end.

Xian Yutong wanted to look back, and a gloomy voice came out: "Don't look back, I'm just giving those guys a little bitterness, collecting a memory from them, temporarily becoming an idiot, forgetting my existence." ”

"Yes, Lady Worm!"

After passing through the long road, Xian Yutong and Lord Fu Worm finally came to the dungeon where Meng Lang was.

Boom!

The cell door opens.

Xian Yutong and the ghostly insect stamper walked into the room.

"This is what you call an 'outsider'?" the insect's eyes shone behind the black scarf.

"Formally, Lady Bug!"

Laugh at!

A cold and strange spiritual thought penetrated and entered Meng Lang's body, as if he was being targeted by 100,000 flies, Meng Lang immediately felt a layer of goosebumps on his front body, and his hairs stood on end.

A sharp spiritual thought penetrated into Meng Lang's sea of divine consciousness, as if he was looking at an object, and he quietly probed for a long time before slowly withdrawing.

Meng Lang didn't resist either, he knew in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have made this black-robed man's strange spirit mind penetrate his sea of divine consciousness.

"How's it going?"

As the strength of the Spirit Sect, Xian Yutong also knows what Lord Servant is doing.

Psychic snooping.

He also did this action on Meng Lang.

"Very good, it's really an outsider, it seems that he hasn't been in for a long time, he still has nearly three years to go, he can definitely buy a good price, a good price!"

"Outsiders, three years?" Xian Yutong only knows that outsiders are valuable, but he doesn't know what 'three years' is.

These three years must be famous.

Not only is it incomprehensible, but Meng Lang is also a little skeptical.

"Hmph......" The black-robed man snorted coldly, causing Xian Yutong to wake up and look at the black-robed man in a panic.

"Okay, if you don't know, don't think about it too much, read it for your meritorious sake, and I'll reveal it to you a little bit, this outsider is a treasure needed in the inner city, that's all, don't ask about anything else!"

"Yes, Lady Worm!"

The black-robed man turned his face covered by a black scarf, looked at Meng Lang, and said, "In a few days, it will be the slave trading conference on the third floor of the Desolate City, you will bring him to the slave trading conference,......"

"Lord Servant, the Slave Trade Conference is just a place for ordinary slave trade, why is he so valuable?" asked Xian Yutong puzzled.

"Idiot, I'll teach you how to do it, do I still tell you what?" said the black-robed man angrily.

"Yes, sir!"

"Remember, in a few days, take him to the slave trade conference,......"

The black-robed man disappeared in place like a ghost.

Xian Yutong touched a cold sweat, and saw that the black-robed man had already left, so he said hatefully: "Serve worms, one day I will make everything you have mine, and I will only put you at my feet, and I can never turn over, I can't turn over." ”

Soon, Xian Yutong also left the dungeon and returned to his mansion