Inside the Heavenly Dao Gate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info net

At this moment, Ba Qianqiu, who was brought in, had a thick horror on his face, and at the same time, with a hint of confusion, he rushed into the Heavenly Dao Gate and went on a rampage, wanting to break through this Xuanbing space.

However, no matter how much he rampaged, he couldn't break through this space.

He headed into the depths, but was forcibly blocked by an invisible force that made him almost crazy.

And Mo Chen and the others did not show up quickly, but recovered with all their might, escaped all the way, and in addition to the battle with the Badaomen, they were also consumed, and they did not take care of Ba Qianqiu, so he could not go crazy.

Ba Qianqiu rushed inside the Heavenly Dao Gate for a few days, not only could he not break the prohibition in the depths of the Burial God Forest, but he also couldn't break through this Fang Xuanbing, which made him look desperate.

It seems that he can't escape this space, and can only be trapped and die here.

"Mo Chen, you come out for me, get out of here!" Ba Qianqiu, who was about to collapse, roared inside the Heavenly Dao Gate.

He knew that this was Mo Chen's Xuanbing space, and at this moment, he still had a glimmer of hope, as long as he controlled Mo Chen, he would have a chance to escape, so he wanted to force Mo Chen out.

However, no matter how much he roared, there was silence all around, and no sound was heard.

Another few days passed, and Ba Qianqiu was tortured in despair, sitting on the ground decadently, at a loss.

Suddenly, a ray of light flickered from his side, Mo Chen's figure gradually condensed, and at the same time, the figures of Song Feiyang and several people also appeared.

"Mo Chen!"

Ba Qianqiu suddenly raised his head, with endless anger on his face, his eyes were about to spew out substantial sparks, and without saying a word, he swept out directly, and the wide knife in his hand bloomed with a breathtaking sword, and went straight to Mo Chen.

"Zheng!"

A clanging sound came, and I saw Song Feiyang appear in front of Mo Chen, his palm poked out, and a palm print rose in the air, directly holding the sword, no matter how hard Ba Qianqiu tried, it was difficult to make an inch.

"Mo Chen, what kind of ability is hiding behind the strong, there is a kind of coming out to fight." Ba Qianqiu roared angrily, wanting to provoke Mo Chen, and now his only hope is to take Mo Chen.

Mo Chen sneered, "Fight with you?" Don't you feel ashamed that the sect master of the Tyrant Sword Sect, the Emperor Zun Ninefold Strongman, actually wants to fight with a rising star? When you chased me at the beginning, why didn't you talk about a fight, but now that there are a lot of us, you want to go it alone? Is there such a good thing in the world? ”

"Coward!" Ba Qianqiu stared at Mo Chen deadly, constantly agitating.

Mo Chen smiled disdainfully, "Whatever you say, Ben Shao doesn't have time to chat with you, and he will continue to cultivate after killing you." ”

Although Ba Qianqiu was angry and almost desperate, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard Mo Chen's killing intent Ling Ran's words.

"Don't die." Mo Chen said to Liang Wenyao and them, and then saw Liang Wenyao and several people swooping out and going straight to Ba Qianqiu to kill.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified, even if I die, you don't have to think about it." Ba Qianqiu knew that there was no hope, and his face became resolute, and his vitality soared wildly, and he was about to start desperately.

"In my territory, it's not your turn to be presumptuous." Mo Chen snorted coldly, and then saw an invisible force shrouded towards Ba Qianqiu, and the majestic momentum was like a balloon being pierced a few times, and it was about to wilt.

"What's going on?" Ba Qianqiu was shocked.

Mo Chen sneered: "This is the Xuanbing space of Benshao, and I am the master here, controlling the rules here." ”

Ba Qianqiu is desperate, really desperate.

Unable to break through this space, and unable to use his vitality as he wants, he didn't even have the strength to resist at all.

Liang Wenyao and a few people rushed over, and without much strong vitality fluctuation, they directly shook him away, and then punched and kicked, and really fell on him.

Ba Qianqiu wanted to laugh, but he smiled bitterly, the dignified Sect Master of the Tyrant Sword Sect, the Emperor Zun Nine Strong, did not die under the powerful attack, but was going to be beaten to death with a punch and a leg, it was really sad to die.

I don't know how long it took, Ba Qianqiu was lying there covered in blood, his whole body was constantly twitching, and his mind was already unclear.

Mo Chen walked over and looked at Ba Qianqiu, who was almost unconscious, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's still too cheap for you to kill you like this." ”

As the words fell, Mo Chen reached out his palm and directly sucked up Ba Qianqiu's body, and deep runes fell down his palm into the top of Ba Qianqiu's head, which seemed to be some powerful mark.

"Chen Shao, you want to enslave him?" Liang Wenyao asked.

Mo Chen said: "His strength is not bad, he can still be a thug." ”

In fact, Mo Chen also had his thoughts, the strength behind him was still too weak, facing the Martial Spirit Palace, facing the Ghost Sect, facing the Emperor Domain, and even facing the Inscription Palace, as well as the Ancient War that would explode at any time, he seemed a little powerless.

Ba Qianqiu is not only strong, but also the sect master of the Badao Sect, and it is not impossible to spare his life.

Of course, the final decision is still on Ba Qianqiu, if he is bent on death, Mo Chen doesn't care.

Soon, Mo Chen successfully carved a slave mark on Ba Qianqiu's body, and then walked aside.

"We're already in the East China Sea." Mo Chen looked at Seinfeld and said.

Song Feiyang's body trembled slightly, and the eyes in his pupils flashed a complicated color, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded in response.

"On this trip to the East China Sea, our identities should not be exposed." Mo Chen continued.

"Okay." Song Feiyang understood what Mo Chen meant, and directly changed into the appearance of Hengyan.

Seeing this, Pu Huaqing also began to change his face, turning into the appearance of Elder Qiu.

Whether it is Seinfeld or Pu Huaqing, they can also be regarded as famous figures, especially Seinfeld, the people of the East China Sea, I am afraid that no one knows it, if you go in the form of a deity, I am afraid that you will be besieged and killed in an instant.

Then, the dragon snake flew towards this side with a figure and threw it directly on the ground, it was Xie Pengfei, the outstanding genius of the young generation of the Inscription Palace.

Xie Pengfei's heart was beating wildly, and he instinctively became vigilant, but the fear in his heart couldn't help but spread.

"I heard that this person is your registered disciple, how to deal with it, it's up to you." Mo Chen looked at Seinfeld and said.

If it weren't for Song Feiyang's face, Mo Chen was afraid that he would have solved Xie Pengfei a long time ago, but he said that he would hand it over to Song Feiyang to deal with it personally.

Xie Pengfei glanced at Mo Chen helplessly, and then looked at Song Feiyang with a little guilt, "The disciple is sorry for the master, so I won't work for the master to do it himself." ”

As he spoke, Xie Pengfei's body shook directly, wanting to shatter the meridians, disperse his consciousness and die.

He knows that everything he has done cannot be forgiven, although from his point of view, he has done nothing wrong, but the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, he was arrested, and the ending should be death.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Xie Pengfei made his move, Song Feiyang pointed down, which dispersed Xie Pengfei's strength and prevented him from committing suicide.

Xie Pengfei's body shook suddenly, and he fell backwards directly, looking at Song Feiyang in surprise.

Then, a bitter smile appeared on his face, "That's it, it seems that you can't die happily, so you can dispose of it." ”

Seinfeld said, "Although you are my registered disciple, I have never taught you for so many years, and it is my fault. And you didn't feel sorry for me, but you just obeyed the orders of the Inscription Palace to deal with Mo Chen, for me, you and I don't owe each other, from now on, you are no longer my registered disciple, and life and death have nothing to do with me. ”

Xie Pengfei opened his eyes, and there was a complicated look in his eyes.

He never thought that if he did such a thing, his master would let him go.

Mo Chen sighed lightly in his heart, in fact, he knew from the beginning that Song Feiyang would not kill Xie Pengfei.

Moreover, this Xie Pengfei is not the kind of person who is heinous and must be killed.

Xie Pengfei did use Song Feiyang to deal with him, but it was only against him, it could be said that he was ordered by the Inscription Palace, but for Song Feiyang, he really didn't frame him, and even, he still had some concern, otherwise in that attic, he wouldn't have asked Lu Haocang about his master's safety.

"Although you and I have no relationship, and we have no part of the master, but you already know Mo Chen's identity, so you can't leave this place for the time being, and you need to stay until Mo Chen's identity is not announced to the world." Seinfeld continued.

"Master!"

Xie Pengfei suddenly straightened up and bowed deeply to Song Feiyang.

From the bottom of his heart, he actually had a reason for jealousy when he dealt with Mo Chen.

He was the only disciple of Song Feiyang, but Song Feiyang never taught him, and even didn't say a word to him, the first time he walked down Nanshan in decades, it was because of Mo Chen, and the Mingwen Palace asked about Mo Chen, and Song Feiyang also tried his best to cover up, which made him jealous of Mo Chen.

So he promised to deal with Mo Chen in the Mingwen Palace.

But now that he knew Mo Chen's identity, how could he still have any jealousy fire, and Song Feiyang not only did not blame him, but admitted that he was ashamed of him, which made his heart flutter suddenly.

"It's the disciple who is unfilial, and he has a negative teacher, and I hope that the master can take back his life, so that the disciple can saddle the horse and horse by the master's side." Xie Pengfei kowtowed three times to Song Feiyang, and the blood was left on the ground along his forehead.

Song Feiyang waved his hand and said: "You and I shouldn't have the fate of our master, so why be persistent." ”

Xie Pengfei said with a straight face: "Whether the master denies me as a disciple, in the disciple's heart, the master will always be my master, and the disciple is willing to spend the rest of his life guarding the master." ”

Song Feiyang didn't pay any attention to it, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Heavenly Dao Gate, allowing Xie Pengfei to kneel there.

Xie Pengfei didn't mean to get up, it seemed that Song Feiyang shouldn't, so he wouldn't get up.

Mo Chen shook his head lightly, this was their master-apprentice business, and he naturally wouldn't get involved.

Suddenly, a sense of melancholy also rose in Mo Chen's heart.

A proud figure suddenly appeared in his mind, is he like Xie Pengfei, or is there another reason?

What Mo Chen thought of was naturally Zuo Qiu Xuan, the most outstanding of his four disciples.

Emperor Xinyang Zhengqiu is in the same vein, the master of life and death.

Is this really what he wants?

Or is there another cause?

"Alas!"

After a long time, Mo Chen sighed deeply, the trip to the Imperial Domain was delayed again and again, and he must find time to go to the Imperial Domain.

He glanced at Xie Pengfei, didn't speak, turned around and walked to the other side.