5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 261 One black and one red, two Sikong neon lights!

As soon as Mo Sanlang heard that Sikong Nihong was looking for a man named Jiangling, he immediately became angry, ignoring the guards patrolling in the distance, and shouted at the figure outside the cell.

Hearing Mo Sanlang's displeased roar, the figure outside the prison pondered for a moment, then seriously replied: "Jiang Ling is the most powerful leader in the world today, and also the emperor of the only dynasty in the world."

He pondered for a moment, thought carefully and weighed it for a while before speaking: "Whether you are handsome or charming, the subordinates are not sure, but they must be more capable than you."

"Hey, hey!" Mo Sanlang was so angry that he pointed a finger at him, his lips were trembling.

"What's the matter, third young master?" The leader of the killer outside looked at Mo Sanlang strangely.

"Can you respect me, I'm your boss, do you know that if I say a word, your head will fall to the ground? It will scare the shit out of you?"

As soon as Mo Sanlang said this, the assassins outside the cell suddenly applauded in unison.

"Congratulations to the third young master for learning two new idioms, the head falls to the ground and the shit rolls." The leading hands shouted in surprise.

"Damn it, you people are so mad at me," Mo Sanlang couldn't help but asked him again, "Why are you talking about that Jiang Ling being more capable than me?"

"Third young master, he is different from you. You are the second generation of the emperor, you are just a dude, but he founded Feixian Mountain from scratch, and he just subdued the blood god dragon vein."

Speaking of this, the killer's leader's tone was low, and he lowered his voice and whispered in Mo Sanlang's ear: "The man named Jiang Ling was also arrested by the Sikong Empire, but he doesn't know where he is being held."

"Oh?" Mo Sanlang frowned slightly, that guy was also arrested.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head and looking around, his eyes sweeping around the prison.

Hmph, Jiangling, right? It's best not to let me touch you, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you! "Okay, let's go." Mo Sanlang waved to the killers outside the cell.

"Third Young Master, don't you still want to come out this time?"

"Well, come back in a few days."

With the abilities of these killers, it was easy to rescue Mo Sanlang.

When they were talking, Jiang Ling also heard it, and his face was a little strange.

At this moment, Mo Sanlang also saw Jiang Ling, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "When you introduced yourself, what was your name? It sounds very similar to Jiang Ling."

"It's just the audio and video." Jiang Ling said casually.

"Well, looking at your ugly face, you don't look like that Emperor Jiangling." Mo Sanlang smiled lightly.

Jiang Ling's lips twitched slightly, but he ignored him.

"Something happened outside." At this time, the Skynet killer outside the cell said solemnly.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Sanlang's attention was also attracted, and he listened with pricked ears.

"What's going on?" Jiang Ling asked with a sullen face.

"It's the Sikong Empire who has arrested many kings and leaders from the outside world. I don't know if there is any conspiracy. We are still investigating."

It's unimaginable that this arrest has spread to the whole world, even Ye Mantian, who was in the Dongxu period, was arrested and brought to the Sikong Empire.

Even Dongxu Qi couldn't resist, one can imagine how powerful the Sikong Empire is.

Jiang Ling wasn't worried about Feixian Mountain, there was an avatar guarding it, and with the sea of ​​blood spread out, it would be useless even if the cave was gone.

"Let's go, we'll rescue you right now." The Skynet Killer was about to act after speaking, but was rejected by Jiang Ling.

"Don't be in a hurry to go out, you go down first." Jiang Ling smiled slightly in deep thought, and replied casually.

He was very curious about what Sikong Empire was going to do, so he decided to stay and take a look.

A group of killers from Skynet bowed their heads to Jiang Ling and then disappeared in such a strange way.

If Jiang Ling really wants to leave, there is no need for the Skynet killer to come and rescue him.

As soon as the Skynet killer left, Mo Sanlang punched Jiang Ling enviously: "Yes, buddy, your dark organization is much stronger than mine, and it looks like it's ready for serious business."

"Isn't the dark line just doing business?" Jiang Ling looked at him strangely.

"That group of sluts like me are not," Mo Sanlang snorted unhappily, "Let me tell you, this management force is just like doing business. If the subordinates are paid dead wages, they won't be motivated..."

He began to talk to Jiang Ling about the way of doing business again, and he also said that when he really wanted to inherit the empire in the future, he wanted to set up a performance appraisal system.

Jiang Ling's head grew dizzy, and he automatically blocked his voice.

Sure enough, just as the Skynet killer said, more and more kings and leaders were arrested and imprisoned.

In the next five days, the leaders of an unknown number of forces were arrested, too many to count.

The power of the Sikong Empire is far beyond everyone's imagination. It is worthy of being an empire above the imperial dynasty, and it has been developing in secret for more than 5 years. The entire empire has become its own world, and its foundation is too strong.

Jiang Ling didn't pay too much attention to these trivial matters. He wanted to suppress the dragon veins in his body with all his strength, so he had to refine the dragon veins as soon as possible.

There is only the last strand of the dragon vein that has not been refined, but this last strand of consciousness is surprisingly tenacious and has been struggling.

Jiang Ling has been trying to forcibly refine it these days, but the progress is very slow. After all, that dragon vein is equivalent to ten main dragon veins, which is not so easy to refine.

Ten days passed quietly like this, and the number of power leaders arrested in the prison has increased several times. Everyone's heart is heavy, and they don't know what will be waiting for them.

Suddenly, a large group of people walked into the prison, led by Sikong Ye.

He is wearing an eight-clawed dragon robe today, usually only the royal family with a high status can wear this kind of dragon robe, like a real king, he is wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe.

"Take them all away," he waved his hand, "Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot."

Sikong Ye's cultivation level was higher than that of Sikong Nihong. Under his guard, no one resisted. They all obediently walked out of the prison and were brought to the ground.

"Guess what will happen later?" Mo Sanlang whispered in Jiang Ling's ear.

Jiang Ling shook his head lightly. He was also very curious. He probably would soon know the reason why so many leaders of the forces were arrested.

Standing by the side, Sikong Ye saw Jiang Ling in the crowd, his expression suddenly sank, a cold light filled his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a weird smile.

However, after a group of people such as Jiang Ling were brought to the surface, they found that today's Sikong Empire is different, there are people everywhere, it seems that everyone in the empire has appeared.

Those people stood in front of each building, all looking at Jiang Ling and the others with crazy eyes, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Soon, under the gaze of the crowd, Jiang Ling and the others were brought to a vast and boundless square.

This is already the martial arts arena of the Sikong Empire, so large that it cannot be seen at a glance, and only the empire has the ability to build such a large martial arts arena.

The surrounding area of ​​the Martial Arts Field is full of armies, each of which is a tough guy elite wading from the pile of dead people.

On the top of the martial arts arena, there are two dragon thrones shining with golden light.

"The descendant, Sikong Ye, respectfully invite the ancestor, the Great Emperor Pillar, to descend."

Sikong Ye walked to the front of the crowd, tapped his finger between his eyebrows, and in an instant, a stream of blood spilled out.

Blood oozes out from his forehead and floats in the air automatically.

"Om."

In an instant, the golden light in the air automatically gathered and merged with the blood, and then exploded with a bang.

With the blood splashing, the space suddenly shook, and a moment later, a golden pillar exuding majestic coercion descended from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

This pillar is so high that the top cannot be seen, and the whole body is carved with real dragon patterns, and there is a faint dragon-shaped airflow swimming on the surface of the pillar.

This is the Great Emperor Pillar that Sikong Ye was talking about.

After the appearance of the Great Emperor Pillar, it attracted the attention of countless people, and the atmosphere in the field was pushed to the peak.

And at this moment, a large group of guards came from both sides with sullen faces, arrayed in two rows, lined up in a line.

Immediately afterwards, in the midst of everyone's attention, an arrogant woman in an ink-black patterned dragon robe and black lip gloss walked all the way to the throne and sat down slowly.

"Sikong Nihong?" Jiang Ling frowned.

Her dress today is completely different from usual, and her temperament has also changed, she is no longer like her.

Today, she has a sinister and cold feeling, not as glamorous and arrogant as before.

And just as Jiang Ling was puzzled, another figure entered the square.

Wearing a gold-rimmed red-bottomed dragon robe, a phoenix crown, and bright red lip gloss, she entered the square.

"This, this is!"

Jiang Ling's eyes widened in shock.

The second Sikong neon!
(End of this chapter)