Leng Mingcheng's expression was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were full of sneers, at this time, the Sword Sect had already received a lesson!

Dare to touch his Leng family, even if it is one of the forty-nine Dao Sects, he will have to pay a heavy price.

Thinking about it, after this incident, the Leng family's prestige will inevitably be a little stronger, and it will be seen which force dares to provoke it in the future.

Thinking about it, Leng Qianqiu had already obtained the king-level divine sword, and his strength had increased greatly, and Leng Mingcheng's heart was even more happy.

Fantasizing about the prestige of the Leng family in the future, I don't know how long it took, a gust of wind blew, Leng Mingcheng suddenly shivered, and then noticed that the sky was already much darker.

"At this time, Chiaki should be back soon. ”

Leng Ming put on a whole robe and walked to the door of the main hall with a look of anticipation.

The family has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and finally there is a king-level divine sword!

Moreover, this matter was completed by his son, and it is destined to have a strong stroke of his pen and ink in the records of the Leng family in the future.

Time passed little by little, until it was dark, and Leng Qianqiu did not appear.

Leng Mingcheng frowned, "Could it be that Qianqiu, in the Sword Sect, is there a big fight, this is ...... It's better to be cautious, although you're not afraid of anything, but it's not a big trouble to be used by someone with a heart. ”

Shaking his head, he turned around and walked towards the backyard, and his mind couldn't help but think of the beautiful white body of one of the newly accepted concubines, and his pace couldn't help but speed up a little.

Until this moment, Leng Mingcheng still didn't realize that Leng Qianqiu had an accident. Or, in his subconscious, the Sword Sect was not a terrible force in Jiangdong or Zhongzhou, and it was impossible for him to pose a threat at all.

Day 2.

Leng Mingcheng, who had been riding his horse all night, was not tired at all, walked to the front house in good spirits, and casually asked an old servant, "Has Young Master Qianqiu come back?"

"The villain waited all night yesterday, and the young master hasn't come back yet. The old servant spoke respectfully.

Leng Mingcheng paused, "Haven't come back yet?" couldn't help but feel a little dull in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed, and turned to smile: "It seems that this time, Qianqiu is in the Sword Sect, and the movement is not small! Sure enough, he is still young and frivolous, even if his cultivation has reached the second step of the Heavenly Dao, this heart is still not good." ”

He took two steps, shook his head, turned around and said, "Send a message to the young master, be careful, don't go too far." ”

"Yes, sir. The old servant turned and hurried away.

Soon, without waiting for Leng Mingcheng to enjoy the sumptuous breakfast carefully prepared with all kinds of rare and exotic fruits in front of him, the old servant had already hurried over, with an anxious look on his face, "Master, the message to Young Master Qianqiu can't be transmitted." ”

"What?" Leng Mingcheng frowned, finally realizing that something was wrong, but there was still luck in his heart. He hesitated for a moment, and said, "Spread the message to the Holy Land, use humble words, and ask about Qianqiu's whereabouts." Perhaps, he has something to do and has stayed in the Holy Land, and has not yet left for the Sword Sect. ”

The old servant nodded, "The villain also thinks so, if the young master of Qianqiu makes a move, the sword sect is not ready to be caught, let it be pinched." ”

With that, he bowed and quickly left.

......

Hell Sanctuary.

Miniature teleportation arrays are densely distributed in all corners of the main hall, and several monks are constantly shuttling through them to collect or teleport.

This reduced version of the teleportation array cannot transmit to the monks, but it can be used to transmit information and help the Holy Land monitor the movements of all parties in the world.

Buzz –

A miniature teleportation array suddenly lit up, and a piece of jade slip appeared, and the monk in charge of this area walked quickly, and Shen Nian couldn't help frowning as soon as he swept his brows, "Letter from the Leng family, asking where Lord Leng Qianqiu is?" Who doesn't know, Lord Leng Qianqiu has been in retreat, and this Leng family is inevitably a little inexplicable. ”

As he spoke, he casually threw the jade slip aside and continued to get busy.

In the early morning, the night news of all parties was summarized, and it was the busiest time of the day, and this person quickly forgot about this jade slip.

Two hours later, when he was free, the monk noticed the Leng family's jade slip again, patted his brows and said, "I almost forgot, I haven't replied to the Leng family yet, Lord Leng Qianqiu has a good retreat, what kind of chaos is the Leng family adding!"

"Hehe, don't complain, make sure to reply immediately, in case it reaches the ears of Lord Leng Qianqiu, be careful that you can't eat and walk around." A person next to him laughed.

The monk shrank his head, didn't dare to say more, and quickly sent out a jade slip for inquiry.

Soon the news came back, and this person touched his head and looked stunned, "Lord Leng Qianqiu went out of the customs a few days ago...... The last destination is the Sword Sect ......"

The person next to him was also surprised, after all, Leng Qianqiu didn't move around much yesterday, and few people knew about the customs clearance. But soon, his face changed, "Send the message back to the Leng family quickly, there may be something wrong." ”

This person's heart sank, and he also came to his senses, and hurriedly transmitted the results.

......

Leng Mingcheng looked annoyed, "It's been two hours, why haven't you replied, these people dare not look at my Leng family in their eyes, it's really presumptuous!"

"The old man is angry, there should be a reply soon. The old servant carefully persuaded, but he was a little disapproving.

People are monks in the Holy Land, even if you are angry again, standing in front of you, you don't dare to do anything.

Suddenly, the teleportation array erupted in a burst of light.

"Reply!" the old servant hurriedly took it out and offered it with both hands.

Leng Mingcheng didn't care about getting angry, he took the divine thought and probed in, and his face changed drastically, "Young Master, I went to the Sword Sect yesterday!" A layer of sweat suddenly welled up on his face...... Something went wrong, something must have gone wrong!

didn't have time to think about it, with Leng Qianqiu's cultivation, how could something be wrong, Leng Mingcheng roared violently, "Quick, spread the message to the Holy Land, go to the Sword Sect to rescue Qianqiu!"

......

When the Leng family passed the message and was sent to the desk of the elders of the Holy Land, the messenger of the Sword Sect came to the Holy Land with a tired face after countless transmissions and sent the Sword Sect's 100,000 urgent messages.

The new sect master defected, and his whereabouts were unknown after capturing Leng Qianqiu, and the previous sect master of the Sword Sect, Jian Wudao, cut himself in order to apologize to the Holy Land......

The sheer amount of information made the eyes of the monks who received the Holy Land widen, but soon he jumped up like a burning ass and hurried out.

Soon, the whole holy place was boiling.

......

And at this moment, Mo Yu's figure was already tens of millions of miles away from the Sword Sect.

His expression was calm, and with each step he took, the space distorted slightly, as if two invisible points had been brought closer, and each step could cross an endless distance.

Soon, a figure fleeing in embarrassment appeared in sight.

This person is the master of the Divine Cult.

Mo Yu fought with Leng Qianqiu, and this person escaped early when he saw that the situation was not good, but where did he think that his whereabouts had already been locked by Mo Yu.

At this moment, the gorgeous robe of the Lord of the Divine Sect had countless tears, and his cloak exuded panting, and his face was pale and miserable.

If it weren't for the fact that there are many life-saving supernatural powers in the Divine Cult, he would have been beheaded by the sword a long time ago.

But now, he is at the end of his crossbow, and he has no power to escape.

Feeling the fierce killing machine approaching behind him, the Lord of the Divine Sect turned around sharply and said in despair: "Lord of the Sword Sect, the Master of this Sect already knows that he is wrong, please give me a chance and let me live." ”

Mo Yu's face was indifferent, and his voice came out, "Dao United Front Platform, this seat has spared you once." ”

He raised his hand, and the Xuanhuang Sword slashed forward.

Poof-

The blood flower bloomed, and the head of the Divine Sect was different! With a wave of his sleeves, he took his storage ring, Mo Yu's expression moved slightly, and he turned to look in the direction of the Sword Sect, and his heart had a trace of inexplicable feeling.

"Has it been discovered?"

He shook his head, waved his hand to tear apart the space, and with the help of the power of space, he opened a void space in it, and with a movement of his mind, the thirty-six leaf chaos lotus platform appeared under Mo Yu's body, and layers of chaotic qi rose up, completely isolating his qi from the outside world.