Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 1243

In the alley of the black market, a group of black-clothed men gathered. They had the aura of Nascent Soul cultivators all over their bodies. They stood in three rows. If you look carefully, there are a total of 34 people.

"What's going on?" One person couldn't help being curious and asked, "Boss asked us to gather here. It seems that something big happened. It is said that it is to wipe out the Tianmen."

When the rest heard this, they wrinkled their eyelids.

"Supposing that Tianmen Liang Tian rebelled, he was collaborating with Heishan, attacked Shuji Tianmen, killed the Great Elder, and Liang Feiyun's whereabouts were unknown. This incident made the higher-ups very angry."

The person who spoke was a man with a thin body, but his body had the aura of the late Nascent Soul. Standing in the crowd, he stood out from the crowd, and what he said was somewhat convincing.

He glanced at the sky, and said calmly: "The one above is a newcomer, stronger than our Master Wei Mu, with his strength, he can completely deal with Liang Tian."

"Then why did he summon us? Isn't it superfluous?" the monk who spoke for the first time still asked curiously.

The skinny man shook his head, "You don't know it! A strong man likes to lead a group of people to deal with a group of people, so that he looks tall, so here is our chance to make contributions."

"That's it! It seems that Tianmen is going to be miserable. Liang Tian doesn't know what to do, but offends that terrible existence. It's really self-inflicted."

The rest of the monks knew that the one the skinny man was talking about was Chen Mo. Only Chen Mo defeated Wei Mu and merged with the black market. These things spread in their circles, and Chen Mo's name surfaced.

At this moment, Wei Mu and Chen Mo came out from the teleportation array.

The one walking in front was obviously Chen Mo, and Wei Mu didn't feel dissatisfied at the back, but looked a little respectful. In the eyes of others, Wei Mu looked down on Chen Mo.

Coming in front of the crowd, Chen Mo looked around and saw that the 34 Nascent Soul cultivators were all old, but they had a murderous aura in their bodies, obviously they were the ones licking blood.

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction, but everyone was not satisfied with Chen Mo, because Chen Mo was too young to be their son, what qualifications did such a guy have to order them.

But at this moment, Wei Mu said coldly: "Listen to me. This is the boss of our black market. Seeing him is like seeing me. If you let me know, who has any disrespect to him, I'm sorry. Will be expelled from the black market and never hired."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately got bloody, straightened their bodies, and looked at Chen Mo with high spirits.

Chen Mo nodded and said: "Listen to my order and set off for Suantianmen."

"Yes!"

Everyone immediately listened to the order, stepped away, and headed in the direction of Suantianmen in unison.

At this moment, the sky is getting dark and cool, and walking on the street makes people shudder. The black market is not far from Suantianmen, and the whole speed is accelerated, and it takes almost half a stick of incense to arrive at Suantianmen.

Inside the Suantian Gate, Liang Tian held a grand banquet to celebrate his ascension to the head of the sect. The empty square was bustling with activity. Sitting on the high platform, Liang Long seemed to be decades younger, imposing and majestic. .

"Everyone, today is the day when I take the position of head. You can eat and drink whatever you want."

Liang Tian waved his hand, full of pride, but his heart ached, even though there were not many low-grade spirit stones in Tianmen, the wine he took out was all exchanged with spirit stones, but Liang Tian bleed a lot.

The people in the audience heard the words and said politely:

"Sect Leader Liang Tian, ​​you are being polite."

"It's your blessing that we can come here. I believe that under your leadership, the Suantianmen will surely go to the top and return to one of the top ten forces."

"Haha...Thanks to everyone's good words, I will definitely work harder." Liang Tian laughed, disapproving in his heart, it is good that the current Suantianmen can keep their family fortune.

Wanting to return to one of the top ten forces is undoubtedly a dream.

You know, Liang Tian brought people back to Suan Tianmen, killed countless elders, and even many disciples were implicated and died tragically on the spot. Those who survived were those who were greedy for life and afraid of death.

Counting on them, Liang Tian scoffed.

tread!tread!tread!
Suddenly, there was the sound of heavy and powerful footsteps. Everyone put down the wine glasses in their hands, their faces were solemn, and they looked at the gate of the Suantian Gate with concentration. More than 30 Nascent Soul monks walked in one after another, surrounding everyone present.

Liang Tian frowned slightly, and came to find fault with him when he was proud. This was not touching a tiger's butt, but looking for death.

Straightening his body, Liang Tian shouted coldly: "Who are you? This is the territory of the Tianmen. Without my permission, you come in casually. Don't you know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth?"

"Hey... Liang Tian's head, no, I was wrong, I should call you Liang Tian, ​​because you will die soon, our boss will not care who you are when he comes!"

It was the thin man who spoke.

He held his head high, with a sly smile on his face, which was regarded as a provocation in Liang Tian's eyes. He originally wanted to attack them, but when he thought of the boss they said.

Immediately, Liang Tian turned his eyes slightly, signaling the Black Mountain Tanlangwei, who was drinking, to stand up.

Although those Black Mountain Greedy Wolf Guards were dissatisfied, they straightened their bodies, held dark spears, and waited for the monks in the black market, and the atmosphere was tense.

With the enemy in sight, the rest of the high-level officials of Suantianmen all looked at the black market monks, as if Liang Tian gave an order, they would immediately attack and kill these black market monks.

Liang Tian walked down the high platform step by step, his face extremely gloomy, his hands behind his back, he proudly came to the thin man, raised his head and asked, "I'll ask you one last time, who are you?"

"I?"

The skinny man chuckled, "Of course I'm me, could it be you? Not only did you kill the elder of the Suantianmen, but you also made your niece disappear. You really don't recognize her."

Hearing these words, Liang Tian's complexion became even more gloomy, extremely ashen. He didn't expect these guys to be so ignorant, and even show him face. Could it be that Liang Tian's position as head is not worth mentioning and can be bullied at will.

"Very good, you're so arrogant, there's no need to live." Liang Tian moved his palm, and transformed into a dense energy ball, which was going to kill the skinny man in the next second.

But at this moment, a cold and heartless voice came, "Stop it, or you will be killed without mercy."

After the words fell, Liang Tian, ​​who was about to kill the skinny man, withdrew his spiritual power, turned his eyes to the door, and saw two unfathomable figures.

One of them is Wei Mu from the black market, who has cultivated to the realm of transforming gods.

The other person is Chen Mo, the proud son of heaven.

The two stood side by side, walked into the gate step by step, as if no one was there, their gazes fell directly on Liang Tian, ​​for a moment, Liang Tian's body trembled, and his legs were a little unsteady.

These two people in front of them are both well-known and strong practitioners, and their combat power is first-class existence. Liang Tian, ​​who only has the perfect realm of Yuanying, cannot be Chen Mo's opponent at all.

Just, how could they be together.

Could it be that the black market and Luofeng Town have shady activities, so Chen Mo will come to count Tianxing.

(End of this chapter)