Seven-Star Ghost King Palace.

In a large black hall, a monk hurried out with a shocked look on his face.

"Lord Deputy Palace Master, the people guarding around that Martial Emperor Cave Mansion, their soul cards are all shattered at this moment. "This monk came to the Seven Star Ghost King Palace, the deputy palace master, Qiu Xuanqing's main hall, and reported.

"What? All the soul cards are broken?Could it be that they are all dead?" Qiu Xuanqing's eyes sank, and then he said, "Let's go, follow me over there to have a look." ”

In the Seven Star Ghost King Palace, every monk has a wisp of soul imprint, which stays here and is guarded by special people.

Once the soul card is broken, it means that they are likely to have met with an accident.

Whew.

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and soon, Qiu Xuanqing came to the location of the golden scepter back then.

At this moment, the golden scepter had disappeared, and the disciples stationed here were also nowhere to be seen.

"How could this be? Where did that Martial Emperor powerhouse's natal divine weapon go? Could it be that someone took it away?" Qiu Xuanqing said in shock.

His eyes were gloomy, he glanced around the surrounding scene, and then he shook his big hand, and suddenly wisps of vitality converged, and in the end, it turned into a mirror image.

In the mirror, there is the scene where Jiang Mo killed the disciples of the Seven Star Ghost King Palace that day.

Those disciples, in his hands, were as fragile as tofu.

"Damn, it's him!I didn't expect this kid to be able to come out of that natal divine weapon!" Qiu Xuanqing was surprised, those disciples, if they die, they will die, it is not worth mentioning, but Jiang Mo appeared two years later, and the Martial Emperor's natal divine soldier disappeared at this moment, which is very illustrative.

"Could it be that he took it in?" Qiu Xuanqing muttered, and after a while, he went home, intending to inform the Shadow Ghost King of this matter to decide.

......

Zhentian Pavilion, Jiang Mo sat in the main hall, with a letter of visit in his hand.

"This Liu Gongquan actually chose to visit me at this time, did he notice something?" Jiang Mo rubbed his temples with both hands, frowned and said.

However, even if Liu Gongquan was aware of it, Jiang Mo was not afraid.

Now he is strong.

The huge Zhentian Pavilion was like a huge machine, rumbling and running.

On the side of the Qiangdi Kingdom, a large number of pills are transported here every day.

In the Refining Pavilion, there is also a steady stream of true martial arts treasures, which have been transported.

The strength of Zhentian Pavilion is getting stronger and stronger, and if it continues to develop at this rate, it will definitely be able to leap above the silver-level forces in less than ten years.

In the past few days, Jiang Mo has also been cultivating, and more than 10,000 top-grade yuan stones are simply not enough for Jiang Mo today.

These top-grade Yuan Stones only supported him for less than five days of cultivation, and they were all consumed.

And his realm was only from the early stage of the five-star martial saint to the middle stage.

It can be seen that the level of the Martial Saint, the ascension of every small realm, is extremely difficult.

"Tianji Sect, Liu Gongquan came to visit Zhentian Pavilion. A neutral voice came from the void, causing Jiang Mo to stand up.

"Is it finally here?" Jiang Mo muttered, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a streamer and flew directly out of the Zhentian Pavilion.

Liu Gongquan smiled and walked towards this side.

"After two years, Pavilion Master Jiang has reappeared, and his strength has improved a lot!" Liu Gongquan said with a smile and clenched his fists.

"Hehe, where, insignificant. Jiang Mo waved his hand.

He noticed that on this trip, Liu Gongquan brought all the strong.

However, Jiang Mo didn't care too much about anything.

"Liu came here today, but there is something I want to discuss with the Jiang Pavilion Master. Liu Gongquan said straight to the point.

"Oh, what's the matter? Sect Master Liu might as well tell me about it. Jiang Mo nodded.

Wu Nu and the others also came out, after all, Liu Gongquan was the suzerain of the Tianji Sect, and his status was extraordinary.

"At the beginning, was the Martial Emperor powerhouse's natal divine soldier taken in by the Jiang Pavilion Master?" asked Liu Gongquan.

This topic is actually a bit sensitive.

Once the other forces know about it, I'm afraid it will have some bad effects on Zhentian Pavilion.

However, Liu Gongquan asked directly.

Wu Nu and the others were slightly shocked.

She only knew that Jiang Mo had been outside for the past two years, but she didn't know that he had actually received the natal divine weapon of the Martial Emperor powerhouse.

The rest of the monks, too, were secretly shocked in their hearts, and secretly said, the Pavilion Master is the Pavilion Master, and even the natal divine weapon of the Martial Emperor is the strongest person.

"Yes and what? No, what should it be?" Jiang Mo did not respond to Liu Gongquan directly.

Hearing this, Liu Gongquan's face changed slightly, and he immediately said: "Today, Liu came and brought a gift to the Jiang Pavilion Master, I don't know if the Jiang Pavilion Master likes it?"

The words fell, and a person behind him, carrying Gu Li, like a dead dog, appeared in front of Jiang Mo.

After Jiang Mo saw Gu Li, his face remained unchanged, but he said lightly: "It turned out to be a lost dog." ”

Hearing this, Gu Li's face turned hideous, he was the master of a dignified sect, and he ended up like this, and he was even insulted as a lost dog.

However, the situation at the moment is far beyond his control.

"I think, give Sect Master Gu to the Jiang Pavilion Lord to dispose of at will, I don't know, can the Jiang Pavilion Master let Liu take a look, what does the Martial Emperor's strong Natal Divine Weapon look like?" Liu Gongquan asked tentatively.

Liu Gongquan has always been cautious in doing things, even if he is already at the helm of a silver-level force, he is still cautious.

If Jiang Mo really controlled the natal divine weapon of the Martial Emperor powerhouse, his combat power would definitely not be underestimated.

"Liu Gongquan, you old king, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!" Below, Gu Li's resentful curse came.

The monk who was carrying Gu Li slapped him over, directly pumping Gu Li's mouth full of blood, and he didn't know how many teeth had been knocked out.

"My attitude towards a lost dog is simple. If you have the chance, kill it. If you can't kill it, you won't be too sorry. After all, he can no longer be a threat to me. Jiang Mo continued to say lightly.

He would not take the initiative to expose the secret of the Taixu Divine War for the sake of just one Gu Li.

Unless, Liu Gongquan has the courage to tear his face.

Liu Gongquan raised his eyebrows and said, "So, Pavilion Master Jiang is not giving me face from the Heavenly Extreme Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense.

These words are too provocative.

"So what?" Jiang Mo said with squinted eyes.

Although, now in his realm, there is only a five-star martial saint, but if he really fights, what chance does this Liu Gongquan have of winning?

Just as there was a stalemate here, a shout suddenly came from the void.

"Zhentian Pavilion killed my disciple of the Seven Star Ghost King Palace, what crime should I be guilty of?"

(End of chapter)