Nine suns stepping on the sky

Leng Mingcheng looked gloomy, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. At this time, Jianzong has already learned his lesson!

Dare to touch his Leng family, even if it is one of the 49 orthodoxy, it will still have to pay a heavy price.

Thinking about going through this incident, the reputation of the Leng family must be stronger, and it will be seen which forces dare to provoke them in the future.

Thinking instead that Leng Qianqiu had obtained the king-level divine sword, and his strength had greatly increased, Leng Mingcheng felt even happier.

Imagining the prestige of the Leng family in the future, I don't know how long it took, when a gust of wind blew, Leng Mingcheng suddenly shivered, and then he noticed that the sky was much darker.

"At this time, Qianqiu should be back soon."

Leng Mingcheng dressed in long robes and walked to the entrance of the main hall with a look of anticipation on his face.

The family has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and finally there will be a king-level sword!

Moreover, this matter was completed by his son, and it is destined that he will have a strong pen and ink in the records of the Leng family in the future.

Time passed little by little, until it was completely dark, and Leng Qianqiu still hadn't appeared.

Leng Mingcheng frowned, "Could it be that Qianqiu has made a big move in Jianzong, this... it's better to be more cautious, although you are not afraid of anything, but being used by someone with a heart is not a big trouble."

Shaking his head, he turned around and walked towards the backyard. He couldn't help but think of the beautiful white body of the latest concubine, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace a little.

Until now, Leng Mingcheng still didn't realize that something happened to Leng Qianqiu.Or, in his subconscious mind, the mere Sword Sect is not a terrifying force in Eastern Xinjiang or Central Province, and it is impossible to pose a threat to him at all.

Day two.

Leng Mingcheng, who had been galloping all night, didn't feel tired at all. He walked towards the front house full of energy, and casually asked an old servant, "Has Master Qianqiu come back?"

"The villain waited all night yesterday, but the young master hasn't come back yet." The old servant said respectfully.

Leng Mingcheng paused, "Haven't you come back yet?" He couldn't help feeling a little dull in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed, and then smiled: "It seems that this time, Qianqiu made a lot of noise in Jianzong. Ah! Sure enough, he is still young and frivolous, even if his cultivation has reached the second step of the Dao of Heaven, his character is still not enough."

He took two steps, shook his head, turned around and said: "Send the message to the young master, be careful when doing things, don't go too far."

"Yes, sir." The old servant turned and left in a hurry.

Soon, before Leng Mingcheng could enjoy the sumptuous breakfast carefully prepared with exotic fruits, the old servant came in a hurry, with an anxious expression on his face, "Master, the message for Master Qianqiu cannot be transmitted."

"What?" Leng Mingcheng frowned, finally realizing that something was wrong, but he was still lucky.He hesitated for a moment, and said: "Send a letter to the Holy Land, use a more humble wording, and ask about Qianqiu's whereabouts. Perhaps, he stayed in the Holy Land for something, and has not left for the Sword Sect yet."

The old servant nodded, "The villain also thinks the same. If Master Qianqiu makes a move, the mere Jianzong will be able to capture it with his hands, let him do whatever he wants."

With that said, he saluted and left quickly.

……

Holy land of hell.

There are miniature teleportation arrays densely distributed in every corner of the hall, and several monks are constantly shuttling among them to collect or transmit.

This reduced version of the teleportation array cannot teleport the monks, but it can be used to transmit information and help the Holy Land monitor the movements of all parties in the world.

hum-

A miniature teleportation array suddenly lit up, and a jade slip appeared. The cultivator in charge of this area walked quickly, and couldn't help frowning as soon as his divine sense swept his brows, "A letter from Leng's family asking where Lord Leng Qianqiu is? Who doesn't know?" , Mr. Leng Qianqiu has been in seclusion for a long time, this Leng family is a bit inexplicable."

As he spoke, he casually threw the jade slip aside and continued to work.

It was the busiest time of the day when the nightly news of all parties was gathered in the early morning, and this person quickly forgot about the jade slip.

Two hours later, when he was free, the monk noticed the jade slip of the Leng family again, patted his brows and said: "I almost forgot, I haven't replied to the Leng family yet, Lord Leng Qianqiu is doing a good retreat, the Leng family What's going on next!"

"Hey, don't complain, just make sure to reply to the letter immediately, if it reaches Leng Qianqiu's ears, be careful that you can't eat it and walk around." A person next to him laughed.

The monk shrank his head, not daring to talk any more, and quickly sent out an inquiry jade slip.

Soon the news came back, the person patted his head with a look of astonishment, "Master Leng Qianqiu left the customs a few days ago...the last destination is Jianzong..."

The person next to him was also surprised, after all, Leng Qianqiu didn't move around much yesterday, and there were very few people who knew about the exit.But soon, his face changed, "Hurry up and send a letter back to Leng's house, something might be wrong."

The person's heart froze, he also came back to his senses, and hurriedly sent the result over.

……

Leng Mingcheng looked annoyed, "It's been two hours, why haven't you replied yet, these people dare not take my Leng family seriously, it's really presumptuous!"

"Master calm down, there should be a reply soon." The old servant carefully persuaded, but he felt a little disapproving.

He is a monk of the Holy Land, no matter how angry you are, if you stand in front of you, you will not dare to make a move.

Suddenly, a burst of light burst out from the teleportation array.

"Reply!" The old servant hurriedly took it out and offered it with both hands.

Leng Mingcheng didn't care about being angry, he took his divine sense and poked in, his face suddenly changed, "Master, he went to Jianzong yesterday!" A layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his face... Something went wrong, something must go wrong !

Before he had time to think about it, with Leng Qianqiu's cultivation base, how could something go wrong, Leng Mingcheng roared fiercely, "Quickly, send a letter to the Holy Land, go to Jianzong to rescue Qianqiu!"

……

When the letter from Leng's family was sent to the elder's desk in the Holy Land, the messenger of Jianzong had gone through countless transmissions, and came to the Holy Land with a tired face, sending Jianzong's [-] urgent message.

The new suzerain defected, captured Leng Qianqiu and his whereabouts were unknown, and the previous suzerain Jian Wudao committed suicide in order to apologize to the Holy Land...

The huge amount of information made the monk who received the Holy Land stare wide-eyed, but soon he jumped up like burning his buttocks, and rushed out in a hurry.

Soon, the entire holy land was boiling.

……

But at this moment, Mo Yu's figure was tens of thousands of miles away from Jianzong.

He looked calm, and with every step he took, the space was slightly distorted, as if two invisible points were being drawn closer, and each step could span an endless distance.

Soon, a figure fleeing in embarrassment appeared in sight.

This person is indeed the master of the divine religion.

When Mo Yu fought Leng Qianqiu, this person escaped early when he saw that the situation was not good, but he never expected that his whereabouts had already been locked by Mo Yu.

At this moment, the gorgeous robe of the Lord of the God Cult had numerous rips, his hair was disheveled and he was out of breath, with a pale face.

If there are many life-saving supernatural powers in the Non-God Sect, he has already been beheaded by the sword.

But now, he is at the end of his strength and has no strength to escape.

Sensing the fierce murderous intent approaching behind him, the leader of the divine sect turned around abruptly, and said in despair: "Master of Jianzong, this leader already knows that he was wrong, please give me a chance and let me live."

Mo Yu's face was indifferent, and his voice was eloquent, "The orthodox battle platform, I have spared you once."

He raised his hand, Xuanhuang sword cut forward.

puff--

The blood flower blooms, and the decapitation of the master of the cult!With a flick of his sleeve, he fetched his storage ring. Mo Yu's expression moved slightly, and he turned to look in the direction of Jian Zong, with an inexplicable feeling in his mind.

"Has it been discovered?"

He shook his head, waved his hands to tear apart the space, and with the help of the power of the space, opened a void space in it. With a thought, the 36-leaf chaotic lotus platform appeared under Mo Yu's body, and layers of chaotic air rose up, combining his aura with The outside world is completely isolated.