Han Ke thought it was not good, so he took back his palm and grinned: "What is the North Palace and the South Palace? This is the treasure passed down from our family. If you don't change it, you'll forget it." After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't leave, if you are not from the North Palace, then accompany me back, otherwise you will be scattered." The old man is the envoy of the Imperial Treasure Division, named Kong Zhao, who specializes in treasure appraisal and trading. Speaking of this jade soul garment, he can be said to be a treasure trotter. Although this thing is not a unique treasure, it has always been something that only the owner of the North Palace store can hold. Back then, the owner of the North Palace store disappeared for no reason, and the objects and objects they carried with him were missing. The human in front of him could take out the jade soul garment. Could it be that he had anything to do with the disappearing North Palace store?

"What, can you still dare to buy and sell forcibly!" Han Ke felt the old man's fierce murderous aura, and the soul power in his body was also revealed. Although his soul power was not as good as this old man, if he really fought, with the soul-catching pen, Han Ke believed that he had a lot of chance of winning.

"Give me something from the underworld" the old man was decisive and didn't say much. He raised his right fist and slapped it. Although the speed was not fast, five fist shadows turned into each other and hit Han Ke.

Seeing the fist shadow approaching, Han Ke thought, and a transparent shield with a shining luster blocked him, and he took all the five fists. Han Ke thought that the five fists were real and virtual, but he didn't expect that they did not have extremely powerful attack power. Five consecutive sounds made the shield clang. Han Ke was surprised, what kind of skill the old man used was so powerful.

Looking at the trembling right fist and feeling the secret pain, the old man was shocked. Just in case, he used his most proud move, hoping to quickly subdue the young man, but the sudden shield not only blocked his attack but also bounced back all of it. This shield is also a magic weapon, and it is actually so powerful.

The guards on the side came over to find a sound. It was the best time to steal the soul-suspending lamp. Han Ke signaled Zhao Feiyan, who had already mixed in the crowd, to wait for an opportunity to act. He was attracting the attention of these underworld soldiers.

"Old man, I don't want to cause trouble. If you let me go, I will stop." The shield rotated around Han Ke and maintained the momentum of defending and waiting for attack. Everyone next to him was whispering.

"Who is this guy? I'm so impatient to live."

"You guess Bingge can win? I bet that old man." Two onlookers actually started to bet.

"What kind of baby is next to that guy? He looks pretty awesome."

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Just as all the onlookers were talking about Han Ke, Zhao Feiyan was still standing there and hesitating whether to help Han Ke. Before his death, his master Boss Fan told him to stand on Han Ke's side as much as possible, but now what Han Ke made him do was obviously against the underworld again.

"Boy, I advise you to surrender. If you disturb Qianyu Mingjun, even if Hades is here, this matter will never be successful." Kong Zhao just punched again, but he still bounced back all of them. There was no way to deal with the strongest moves. Zhao Meng no longer dared to act rashly, and he could not see what treasure the young man was holding. He thought that this matter would best alarm the Lord of the Nave Palace who had just returned from the underworld. In that case, this boy would be unable to escape even if he had wings.

Finally, Zhao Feiyan made up her mind. She rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the soul-suspended lamp at an astonishing speed. She reached out to take the light and left, but an accident happened. The soul-suspended lamp seemed to have been put on some talisman. No matter how hard Zhao Feiyan used, she couldn't pick it up. Her actions instead alarmed Kong Zhao who was confronting Han Ke.

Kong Zhao's eyes were full of murderous aura. He had been in charge of the Imperial Treasure Department for more than 300 years. No one dared to snatch things under his nose. Today, these two little thieves really touched his reverse scale. He was not worried that the soul-suspending lamp would come and stop it. Moreover, the lamp base had been fixed on the booth by himself through spells. The booth was made of black stone at the bottom of the Wangchuan River. Even if ordinary people use a thousand-pound force, they may not be able to pick up the booth. The most urgent task is to deal with the tricky young man in front of him. As a last resort, Kong Zhao had no choice but to use his own skills to put in the bottom of the box, but this would cost a trace of his soul.

I think Kong Zhao attaches great importance to Han Ke. Even if it is a little lost, it will take a hundred years to repair it!

Seeing that Kong Zhao was actually extracting his soul source, Han Ke was also surprised, but seeing that the blood-red fist marks became a little bit as the soul source was injected into it, Han Ke felt that what Kong Zhao was going to play this time was definitely not an ordinary move.

"Old man, you asked for it yourself." Han Ke's eyes widened and he jumped up. The shield beside him turned back into a soul-catching pen with his mind. Then a powerful devouring force burst out. Since the opponent has shown his trump card, it is better to use attack instead of defending, and fight head-on to see whose ultimate move is powerful!

"Soul-Seeping Pen" Kong Zhao finally saw clearly the weapon held by this young man. It was actually the Soul-Seeping Pen, one of the four great magic weapons in the underworld. Although his fists were powerful, they were like a witch in front of this legendary supreme magic weapon. The blood fist that Kong Zhao hurriedly shot was collapsed in an instant. He even felt that his soul was being torn and split by this powerful devouring force, as if Huawei was about to be void.

A strange thing happened, and Han Ke felt that he was about to swallow it successfully, but suddenly an invisible force wrapped his attack up, paused for a moment, and then disappeared.

What was even more surprising was Kong Zhao. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at his body, and suddenly bowed deeply to the void above, muttering words in the air: "Thank you for helping Mingjun." Then, he seemed to have received some instructions, slowly walked into Han Ke, bowed slightly, and smiled and said, "The Lord of Qianyu Palace has an order, please go to the inner palace to talk." Although he didn't know the identity of this young man, Kong Zhao just needs to remember a little now. This person is a person with a soul-catching pen.

Kong Zhao took Han Ke to a mural behind the booth, turned his hand and made a seal, muttering something, which lasted for a few seconds. Then he bent and stretched out his arms and invited Han Ke into it.

Han Ke looked at the mural in front of him, which was a tall and magnificent palace. He walked in with doubts.

As soon as he came in, Han Ke was stunned by the scene in front of him. He looked at the magnificent image. The ancient palace was probably less than one ten thousand. On the huge palace, there were eight huge stone pillars, and various strange monsters were carved on the stone pillars, including a single-eyed black cat, a nine-tailed white fox, a two-winged evil wolf, a two-beast and green snake... All kinds of weapons, strange objects, and some transparent objects similar to souls were placed around the stone pillars. At the center end of the hall, a golden strange couch was placed, and the couch was also carved with strange foreign objects.

"It's you, I took the soul-catching pen." A clear and melodious voice fell slowly from above the palace, echoing in the empty hall, and the old and the old had dissipated.

Han Ke looked around and then, but no one was seen.

"There is a last resort for the crime, and I'll ask the palace master to do so." Han Ke is not a fool. The old man just said something about the Qianyu Palace Master. Xuan Ning also said that the ghost market is in charge of the palace master. He knew that this person could never afford to offend him.
Chapter completed!