Tianmu

A few days passed quickly.

Just like what King Mo Ling said back then, the son of Emperor Xuanling finally came.

On this day, Chen Ming pretended to be a personal guard next to King Mo Ling and stood behind King Mo Ling, welcoming Emperor Xuanling's son at the entrance of the huge abyss.

As expected of the son of Emperor Xuanling, the formation is different, even the leading soldiers are all existences in the Soul Condensation Realm, not to mention those personal guards, they are even more existences in the Unity Realm or even the Quantity Realm.

And his car is supported by nine purple lightning dragons. Each purple lightning dragon is an existence in the realm of magnitude. Naturally, its strength cannot be compared with that of King Mo Ling, but the combination of the nine will also cause great damage to King Mo Ling. No small trouble. [

The queue stopped in front of the crowd, and suddenly the gate of the palace where the nine purple lightning dragons lay open suddenly opened, and all of a sudden, beautiful and charming witches came out one after another, forming two teams. The emperor's son walked out calmly.

It has to be said that after the transformation of these monsters, all of them are either handsome or beautiful, and almost none of them are ugly. The son of the Xuanling Emperor has the potential to be a little boy, with a feminine face, full of yin With a three-point Yang Qi, he walked over with a smile.

"Brother Mo Ling, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, your cultivation has improved even more!"

Xuan Yi smiled and gave King Mo Ling a bear hug, who didn't know, thought the two were really good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

But Chen Ming knew that King Mo Ling wished he could chop the son of this enemy in front of him immediately, and kill him again!

But on the surface, King Mo Ling still complimented Xuan Yi loudly with a bright smile on his face.

"His Highness Xuan Yi's cultivation is getting higher and higher. I'm afraid it won't be long before he can be promoted to legend!"

"Where is it? When it comes to promotion, I am more optimistic about your brother Mo Ling."

"Your Highness is humble. Come, come, sit in my palace. I have prepared food and wine. Let's chat while eating!"

"Okay! Then I'm going to get drunk today!"

"Hahaha...! Good, good, don't go home if you don't get drunk!"

A group of people filed in, and soon, the guards and soldiers who came with Xuan Yi were sent to other places for dinner. In the end, only King Mo Ling and Xuan Yi were left to enter the seat of King Mo Ling. The palace, after all, is something that Emperor Xuanling asked to keep secret, and people who are not special are not allowed to enter at all.

Mo Ling and Xuan Yi went in, but Chen Ming stayed outside.

For Chen Ming, the new personal guard who appeared next to King Mo Ling, the other personal guards didn't have an attitude of respect and distance, and Chen Ming was also happy to do so.

After looking around at the people, he entered the palace incognito. As soon as he entered, King Mo Ling in the palace sensed it.

"Come, come, Your Highness, please taste this delicious wine I brewed myself. I guarantee that after you drink it once, you will never want to drink any other wine."

King Mo Ling flipped his hands and took out a large jar of wine from the interspatial ring. The two chatted while drinking, and they were talking about some important and trivial matters. Mo Ling, who had been observing Xuan Yi carefully, found that this Xuan Yi's His gaze was always gazing at the pond not far away intentionally, and he already had some calculations in his heart.

After drinking for three rounds, both jars of wine were finished, King Mo Ling tried again, but he couldn't find the third jar.

"Why, brother Mo Ling, don't you want to drink it for His Highness?"

Xuan Yi, who was already addicted to drinking, saw that there was no more wine, and immediately looked at King Mo Ling with displeasure and said.

King Mo Ling sneered secretly in his heart, but on the surface he quickly apologized, and then pretended to take out the messenger talisman and said something, to the effect that he asked his men to go to his wine cellar to bring some wine.

When Xuan Yi saw it, he immediately smiled with satisfaction.

"Hmph~! After drinking two jars of Qianmeng Duoshun from me, I will insist on making you spit it out with profit!" King Mo Ling thought bitterly in his heart.

These two altars of Qianmeng Duohun were brewed by him after tens of thousands of years. Although there were ten altars in total, he was still very heartbroken to drink two altars at once.

Soon, Chen Ming, pretending to be a personal guard, came in from the outside, holding two big wine jars in his hands.

"Just put it here." King Mo Ling said lightly.

Chen Ming secretly laughed in his heart, but on the surface he followed King Mo Ling's instructions and put the two jars of wine on the side, then flipped his hands over, took out two more jars, and put them on the ground again.

In this way, he directly took out more than a dozen altars before stopping.

Of course, these wines are not Qianmeng Duoshun. There are only ten jars of Qianmeng Duoshun in total. Apart from the two jars that he just drank, King Mo Ling himself drank three jars in the past few thousand years. Five altars, how can you take out so many.

After putting down the wine, Chen Ming was about to step back, when Xuan Yi who had already opened a jar of wine suddenly stopped him.

"Hey~! That kid, how do you do things? What kind of rotten wine is this, and you also take it out for His Highness to drink?"

This was a play that Chen Ming and King Mo Ling had discussed a long time ago. Chen Ming didn't really want to leave just now, he just waited for Xuan Yi to call him to stop.

At this time, Chen Ming turned around slowly, pretending to be very scared and trembling, which made Xuan Yi even more proud.

That look seemed to say, 'Look!His Highness is amazing, before he even made a move, he already scared the dog servant to tremble. The complacent Xuan Yi didn't notice the fierce light flashing in the eyes of King Mo Ling behind him, nor did he think that today next year would be his memorial day.

Just when he walked up to Chen Ming and was about to reprimand him a few more words, Chen Ming, who had lowered his head, suddenly raised his voice.

Such a short distance, coupled with the suddenness of the incident, although Xuan Yi had already made the corresponding defense to the greatest extent, Chen Ming's sword still pierced through the entire palm of his hand, and the tip of the sword even pierced into his left chest , almost pierced the heart.

If it was just like this, for Xuan Yi who was in the undead state, this injury could recover in the blink of an eye, but the abominable thing is that the long sword that stabbed him seemed to hide some kind of energy that prevented him from recovering. The powerful regenerative ability can't play any role.

Pooh~!

A sweep of the sword directly cut Xuan Yi's left hand in half, and there was a deep bone wound on his chest, and blood flowed down.

At this time, the King Mo Ling behind Xuan Yi also suddenly made trouble, and when Xuan Yi was still shocked that his wound could not heal, the King Mo Ling directly punched out with extreme ruthlessness, the fist filled with black air, It directly turned into a bloody mouth, biting off the small half of Xuan Yi's body.

However, King Mo Ling was not as capable as Chen Ming, and Xuan Yi's lost half of his body grew back in the blink of an eye, but it was a little tender. (To be continued. Please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)[