There is a long table in the large cave, with two figures sitting on the table.

The person in the first seat was an old man in black robes with green eyes. The old man was so skinny that his bones were visible. He looked like a Yin soldier, which was extremely sinister.

However, although the old man in black robe is thin, his cultivation level is not bad. He is a master in the middle stage of True Yuan Realm! Moreover, when the green light flashes in his eyes, there is a soul pressure coming out, he is a person with strong soul power.

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On the lower left hand of the black-robed old man sat a fierce and muscular man with no right ear and a sinewy face. The strong man's cultivation level was not low, and he was a master in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm.

At this time, both of them had stern eyes, looking straight at the person standing in front of the table.

That person is the Soul Little Sword dressed in black.

Hun Xiaojian glanced at the two of them, then with a cold face, he cupped his fists towards the old man in black robe and said:

"I am Xiaojian Hun. Following the order of the Lord, I will join the Ghost Army!"

After the voice fell, Hun Xiaojian waved his hand and threw a black token towards the old man in black robe.

Looking at the token flying towards him, the old man in black robe remained motionless, but with a flash of green light in his eyes, the token stopped in front of him in vain.

After looking at the token, the old man in black robe looked at the Soul Sword again, and then opened his skinny chin:

"Little Soul Sword? Are you one of the candidates for the Holy Son of this generation?"

His voice was old and hoarse. As he spoke, the old man in black robe looked at Hun Xiaojian and his eyes flickered with green light.

"Exactly!"

Hun Xiaojian clasped his fists and nodded, then looked serious and said seriously:

"But I am not here as a candidate for the Holy Son, but as a subordinate who has met the leader!"

Hearing this, the old man in black robe finally showed an ugly smile on his deathly face, nodded and said:

"That's right! The Holy Son of Soul has broken through to the True Element Realm at a young age. Our ghost army is in need of masters like you. Now that you're here, let's stay! Now, you go down and rest first."

After saying that, the token in front of the black-robed old man made another 'swish' sound and took the initiative to fly towards the Little Soul Sword.

"Yes! I'm resigning!"
Chapter completed!