reborn as emperor

Chapter 780 780. Nameless Town
Valley, tombs!
A dead silence.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the young man who looked like the reincarnation of a dragon god.After the death of Cong Yuanhua, the dragon body that surrounded the young man like a coiling dragon quietly dissipated like dust, as if it did not exist.

Daqian Emperor Yang Mucheng, the leader of the six-line sects, and the uncle of the 36 great masters, was defeated by Yuanhua, received the magic weapon, the magic pestle, and was unscathed!
"The ally has won!"

Zhu Zhengyi looked at the handsome young man with disbelief on his face.

Yang Mucheng stood proudly between the heavens and the earth, the huge dragon soul slowly converged on his back, and re-formed the image of a five-clawed golden dragon.

"This little monk doesn't know what sect he is... but this sect can bring out such disciples, I'm afraid it's not bad. It must be the existence of the fifth-tier sect... But the fifth-tier sect, let's get in touch No, I don’t know how many there are!”

Jia Xiu frowned slightly.

One line of sect, one line of sky.

A first-line sect is like a mountain stream!
It seems that there is only a thin line between their six-line sect and five-line sect, but the difference is very different, and the difference is very large.

……

"Holy!"

Lu Yao'er ran over in a panic.She looked up and down Yang Mucheng carefully, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay..."

"fine!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

"Fortunately, I practiced the real dragon armor in the tomb, otherwise, I can't do anything to this guy!"

"However, this demon pestle..."

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the magic pestle in his hand.

Even after Cong Yuanhua was exterminated, the ghostly aura in the subduing magic pestle was still strong, and there was still a gloomy feeling in his hand.

Looking at the people coming.

"Alliance!"

"Alliance!"

Voices sounded one by one.

Yang Mucheng played with the subduing magic pestle in his hand, looked at the crowd, and asked:

"Does anyone know what sect this magic weapon belongs to?"

The outer disciples were beaten, and the inner disciples came.This magic weapon, no matter where it is placed, can be regarded as a rare treasure.From Yang Mucheng's point of view, Cong Yuanhua must be an important figure in a certain sect, otherwise he would not be able to produce such a demonic pestle.

Instead of waiting for each other to come to you one by one, it is better to kill them as soon as possible!
"I don't know!"

Zhu Zhengyi took a step forward and said:
"But we made an estimate just now. From Yuanhua, this must be a five-line or four-line Buddhist disciple. We have heard of seven or eight Buddhist sects with five lines and four images... It's just that Wu Fa is sure of this." Which sect does Cong Yuanhua belong to?"

"Let's hear it!" Yang Mucheng said.

"The five-line sect has the Canglei Wuya Temple, the Renwang Xuanyue Temple, the Great Sun Kuanglong Temple, the Shengtian Qingyang Temple, and the Xiantian Chilei Temple."

"The four-line sect has the Astrology World Venerable Temple, and there is the Wunian Wenshi Temple."

Zhu Zhengyi said slowly.

"Are there only these sects? Are there no others?"

Yang Mucheng frowned.

"Leader, there is a big gap between the sects, even if they are separated by a line. We have only heard about these sects, but we have never seen them, and we have never been to them. It is like our heroes' association, only It’s limited to the sixth-tier sects, and I’m afraid I’ve never heard of the seventh-tier sects.”

Zhu Zhengyi smiled wryly.

Yang Mucheng nodded secretly.

The strict hierarchy in this martial arts world simply exceeded his imagination.

"Also, this is just Hao Tianzhou..." Zhu Zhengyi continued. "If you want to find this sect from Cong Yuanhua, I'm afraid you can only turn to Wan Dao Jianzong for help!"

Yang Mu let out a long breath.

'It seems that if you don't return to Wan Dao Sword Sect, you really don't know what sect it belongs to. '

'That's all...'

'I will go back to the Dagan Dynasty first, and make some arrangements before returning to the Wandao Sword Sect! '

thought here.

Yang Mucheng looked at the crowd and said lightly:
"Let's leave first, I will go back to the Dynasty first, and then go to the Wandao Sword Sect. When I am away, you will guard the Dynasty for me..."

"Yes, Alliance Leader!"

Zhu Zhengyi and the others hurriedly cupped their hands.

After deciding to visit the tombs again next year, Yang Mucheng took Lu Yaoer and flew towards the Daqian Dynasty.

……

Follow Zhu Zhengyi and others back to the sect.

Hundreds of six-tier sects all ordered to make Yang Mu the leader of the alliance. Anyone who dared to harm the Dagan Dynasty would be disrespectful to their sect, and the sects would attack them together.All of a sudden, the forces of the seventh, eighth, and ninth lines lost their voices.

No one knows what is going on.

even though.

Yang Mucheng was invited to join the Heroes Club earlier, and some forces have already got the news.But they couldn't figure out why these sects suddenly made Yang Mu the leader of the alliance?

"Even when Wu Fa became the leader of the alliance back then, these sects did not command the world! Now Laomo Yang has them command the world. What is going on?"

Many people are wondering.

But no one dared to try the weight of Yang Mucheng, the leader. After all, hundreds of six-tier sects spoke out at the same time. If you attack Yang Mucheng at this time, you will offend so many sects at once.

The commotion of the crowd naturally has nothing to do with Yang Mucheng.No matter good or bad, to him, it is like the discussion of ants.Does anyone care how the ants see themselves?Just when everyone was excited about the position of the leader, Yang Mucheng was already on his way to the Daqian Dynasty.

"Little Er, drink up!"

in a pub.

Lu Yaoer shouted loudly.

Hurrying on the road would certainly not consume too much for Yang Mucheng, but Lu Yaoer couldn't bear it.They settled in a small mountain town and planned to rest for the night, before going on their way again tomorrow.

when they come.

This small town is very remote, and the flow of people is not too large, but now this small town is overcrowded, and strong people come and go in an endless stream.

Yang Mucheng even saw some elders and deacons of the sixth-tier sects.

"My lord, this is..."

Lu Yaoer looked around in surprise.

"I don't know, but based on my guess, there must be a strange treasure here, or some kind of tomb. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people gathered all of a sudden..." Yang Mucheng drank his wine lightly, indifferently.

"Then should we?"

Lu Yaoer whispered.

"No, I don't want to cause trouble!" Yang Mucheng shook his head slowly.

He had just explored the tomb before.

At this time, we should go back to the Daqian Dynasty to arrange things, and find out the sect behind Cong Yuanhua as soon as possible.

If you cut the weeds without removing the roots, there will be endless troubles!

As for the tomb.

He has better places to go!

He didn't believe that the tombs in this small town could be more attractive than Ke Zaiyi's tomb in the Fengfengyu!
"It's dead again!"

Two men came in from the tavern, picked a corner and sat down, and opened their mouths.

At this time.

All eyes were directed towards the two men.

Yang Mucheng also raised his head slowly.

(End of this chapter)