Dark King, come pick me up!

Chapter 224 Mo Qianyan, Mohist
The old man called by Chu Cangtian as Old Man Rong was named Rong Lianxing. At this time, his face darkened, but he suddenly sneered.

"Hmph, that's not necessarily true. The old man is really curious about who is behind you. There are quite a few Lingjun people. They are not from the Cangmo Continent at all."

"The old man would like to ask, what is your intention to include people who are not from Cangmo Continent, are you trying to deprive Cangmo Continent of the only opportunity to enter the upper plane?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the first two groups of people changed, and they looked at Ling Nanguo's people in amazement, and their expressions also became ugly.

To go to the ruins, they all need to pass the review of the teleporter, and the number of reviewers for the teleporter is limited, which will inevitably lead to a fierce fight between the three groups.

But Rong Lao said now that Ling Nanguo's team has a lot of Lingjun ranks. Although the two groups also have Lingjun ranks, they are only one or two. How can they compare with Ling Nanguo's strong lineup.

In other words, once the teleporter review starts, doesn't it mean that only those who have reached the Lingjun level can pass, and the rest have no chance.

Moreover, Ling Nanguo monopolizes most of the places in the ruins!
The old man on the side, named Xi Xiangnan, had a dull light in his vicissitudes of life, looking thoughtfully at the troops of Ling Nanguo, and inadvertently paused for a moment on the most handsome and mysterious man among them.

As the old man Rong said, Ling Nanguo's troops this time are indeed at the level of Lingjun. Looking at their young appearance and strength, they are clearly not from this Cangmo Continent. It is very likely that they came from the upper plane here.

It's just that Xi Xiangnan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a meaningful tone, "It seems that this must be the dark king in Ling Nanguo's legend."

"What!" Rong Lianxing's face suddenly became more gloomy, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Ling Nanguo's men and horses. When he saw Mo Qianyan, his eyes flashed a hint of ruthlessness.

It turns out that the strength is already at the level of the fourth-level Lingjun. No wonder the people sent there a few years ago were killed. When the information was sent back, it was said that there was another strong man in Ling Nanguo, and he was also a mysterious strong man. It must be this person.

For a long time, there has been a lot of friction between the three major countries in the Cangmo Continent, but it is only limited to the battle between the current emperors of the three major countries. As spiritual masters, they will not easily intervene.

Because once there is a war between the spiritual masters, the first to suffer will be the people of Cangmo continent, not for anything else, but because of the confrontation between the spirit masters, it will inevitably cause a sudden change in the Cangmo continent.

Just a level of spiritual master can easily destroy a country.

Therefore, even though they don't easily interfere in state affairs, they still hold each other in check. The three of them are all at the level of entry-level spiritual masters. Once someone comes to another country, no matter how hidden their aura is, they will definitely be discovered by him.

Therefore, the three of them will never confront each other unless they have to, but they also know that once anyone breaks through to the first level of Lingzun, the stalemate in Cangmo Continent will be broken!

Facing Rong Lianxing's malicious gaze, Mo Qianyan's eyes were as deep as a pool, but his expression was indifferent, and he ignored Rong Lianxing at all.

Rong Lianxing's eyes darkened, but at this moment, Chu Cangtian turned his eyes to look at the middle-aged man, his tone was light but awe-inspiring, which made Rong Lianxing's face turn blue instantly.

"So what? People who go to the ruins have never had any rules. They must be from Cangmo Continent."

"You!" Before Rong Lianxing could speak angrily, the middle-aged man who had been watching them from the sidelines spoke solemnly.

"Yes."

"Teleporter, what are you doing?" Rong Lianxing turned to look at the middle-aged man in shock, his eyes were unwilling, but he still suppressed his anger.

"However, even if you are not a person from the lower plane, you can still get a place in the lower plane, but there is a rule that you must report your identity and background to prevent people who attempt to sabotage the review from entering the ruins."

The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Qianyan lightly, but the light in his eyes suddenly swirled, and a powerful aura quietly emitted from his body, approaching Mo Qianyan.

This powerful aura seemed to be restrained intentionally, and it turned into an invisible aura, rushing straight towards Mo Qianyan. Even the three Spiritual Venerables present could only vaguely detect some strange fluctuations.

The sudden strong aura instantly caused Mo Qianyan's whole body to shake slightly, his deep eyes suddenly darkened, his body lost control instantly, and his blood surged, almost bursting out.

"Qianyan!"

Mo Fengye keenly sensed that something was wrong with Mo Qianyan, her beautiful eyes turned cold, and an aura spread instantly, and she soon realized that there was an unusual aura hidden in the midair.

Moreover, that unusual aura was obviously aimed at dealing with Mo Qianyan.

Meimou suddenly burst into anger, and the aura around Mo Fengye soared, and he was about to step forward to deal with the middle-aged man, but was caught by a big hand.

Mo Fengye suddenly frowned and turned his eyes to look, then met Mo Qianyan's eyes, was slightly taken aback, then pursed his lips tightly.

Mo Qianyan grabbed Mo Fengye's hand and slightly increased his strength. The warm touch from above and the worried and angry eyes instantly relieved his mental pain a little.

Taking a deep breath slightly, at first when the middle-aged man put pressure on him silently, the blood in his body surged wildly, and he was almost forced to kneel down.

However, it was only for a moment, but Mo Qianyan forcibly suppressed the surging blood, and suddenly raised his eyes, which were extremely bright instantly, staring straight at the other party with ruthlessness and unyielding.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and an imperceptible admiration flashed across his eyes. His powerful aura would be unbearable even at the level of the Spirit Venerable, but he never thought that the other party could hold it for so long.

Withdrawing his momentum, the middle-aged man's tone without any ups and downs, finally brought a touch of warmth, looked at Mo Qianyan, "tell me, who are you."

Mo Qianyan felt a sense of relief in his body, and his deep eyes darkened instantly. He understood that he had the approval of the teleporter.

As long as he can get the approval of the teleporter, then what he will do next will be much easier.

"My name is Mo Qianyan, and I have no background."

Just one sentence, without telling the background, nor who is his identity, just a name, and the last half of the sentence.
Everyone present looked at Mo Qianyan with different expressions, while the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly and pondered.

"Mo Qianyan? The Mo family, so that's the case."

The middle-aged man's deep eyes turned slightly, and the gaze he looked at Mo Qianyan suddenly became meaningful, unexpectedly.
(End of this chapter)