C1158 The Battle of the Soul

"Run, little guys."

Chu Qingyun had changed into the green dragon robe that Ji Meng and the others had prepared for him. He wore the imperial crown and the Xuanhuang Sword at his waist. It was as if he had become the insufferably arrogant Divine Venerable Qing Yun in just a few moments.

Chu Qingyun walked out of the palace. There were two powerful souls fighting behind him