Chapter 1043: Meeting Again Has Become a Stranger

At this moment, Mo Youwei's voice has changed significantly.

At first glance, it sounds like a delicate woman.

No, what do you think!

Ling Feng secretly pinched himself twice, and then regained his indifference. Anyway, it's none of my business, just watch silently.

Over there, the expressions of several generals changed, they glanced at the woman in front of them, then at Ling Feng, and shook their heads, "Where did the prostitute-girl, get out of the way!"

"You are the one from the Heavenly Realm Town who came with the Second Prince?"

What's more, this group of people doesn't seem to be going for Mo Youwei!

Ling Feng nodded, "Exactly!"

"Second prince?" Mo Youwei was covered in fog, but he didn't care, he still stood in front of a few people, "Several generals, I'm not a prostitute, I'm Mo Youwei, aren't you arresting me?"

"Poof!"

"Vomit~~~" After Mo Youwei returned to his normal voice, he also scared this group of generals into vomiting again and again.

Mo Youwei was about to introduce his identity, but he was taken away by the soldiers under the general.

"Hey, General, it's me, you're going to catch me, come and catch me, I like it......"

"Poof!"

If it weren't for the strong willpower of this group of people, they would definitely be disgusted to death by Mo Youwei at this moment.

Fortunately, those soldiers had a very strong quality in their hearts, and they quickly dragged Mo Youwei down.

The remaining generals, who had only then returned to normal, looked at Ling Feng with endless weirdness on their faces. That kind of look always makes people feel hairy.

Ling Feng knew that this group of people had misunderstood. It's just that it doesn't have to be explained now, because the more it is explained, the more real it will feel to them.

"You're here to get me?"

"It's by the will of the Holy Lord, to bring you into the palace!"

"Why do you need so many soldiers and horses to bring me into the palace?"

"To protect Mr.!" Before Ling Feng could continue to ask, the leading general made a gesture of invitation.

Ling Feng didn't say anything after all, and got up and left.

Halfway through, Mo Youwei looked at Ling Feng like a ghost, "Damn, Brother Ling, why did you enter the palace instead?" General, I'm afraid you're mistaken, that Jiangyang thief is me, not Brother Ling!"

"You're going to get me!!"

He thought that he had changed into women's clothes, and the group of people misunderstood that Ling Feng was the thief back then, so he immediately shouted excitedly for Io.

The appearance of righteousness also moved the people around him. Especially those soldiers, they suddenly thought of something, "General, this guy is the thief who stole the pearl of the palace three years ago!"

"Shhh

"It's no effort to get anywhere to break through the iron shoes!" the general waved his hand, and the two of them were taken away.

Mo Youwei felt that the situation was a little wrong at this time, as if these people were not coming for him.

"No, what's going on?"

"Eh, since you arrested me, you should put Brother Ling down, he didn't steal anything!!" Regardless of the explanation of this thing, no one responded to him after all.

Soon, Ling Feng and the others were taken to the huge palace.

The palace is majestic, incomparably tall, resplendent in gold, and the glazed tiles are almost about to take off. The flying eaves and the momentum of the clouds and fog all make people feel a sense of pride.

Ling Feng glanced at this glorious palace, and his mood became much broader.

The majestic righteousness swept the world and enveloped everyone. That majesty, that divine power that cannot be desecrated, protects this city, this land.

"Wow, I haven't seen you for three years, and the palace is still as magnificent as it was at the beginning!"

"Hahaha, I'm back again, tremble, Tianyan !!"

That laughter, incomparably demonic, was wrapped in spiritual power and swept through the city, trembling throughout the sky. Soon, the whole city felt a deep fear.

Ling Feng didn't have so many ideas, nor did he have the nostalgia of this product, and his face was still flat. After all, this kind of city is really not too grand for Ling Feng.

The Demon Palace back then was many times larger than this dynasty, and I don't know what the grandeur had become.

That's a real dynasty!

The Immortal Court.

It's just a pity that with the fall of the Demon Emperor, the immortal dynasty will eventually collapse. The people of the Heavenly Palace, as well as those so-called famous and decent people, will definitely not let go.

They will turn the Demon Palace upside down and squeeze all the value out.

It's just that I don't know what the current Demon Palace has become, whether it has been burned by fire for three hundred years, or has it been shattered by those strong people, and there are a few broken walls left?

I don't know!

Only when he set foot on the Continent of Gods and Demons could he see it.

"Come on, press this guy into the prison, you, come with General Ben!" The leading general directly ordered someone to take Mo Youwei away.

The latter's expression changed, "Damn, isn't it, general, you haven't interrogated me yet, just press the prison, isn't this too hasty?"

"Interrogate me first, if you don't know if you can take out the orb!"

Although the guy kept yelling, the general ignored it and instead walked up the solemn staircase with Ling Feng.

There are one hundred and eight steps, all of which are paved with bluestone and jade, exuding a solemn and rich atmosphere. On both sides stood majestic warriors, dressed in fine steel armor and holding sharp halberds, with a fierce momentum surging all over their bodies.

That level is no less than the Jindan realm.

Hiss!

The Weiwei Dynasty, with the Jindan monks as slaves, standing on the land of China, looking down on all beings, ruling the empire, how magnificent, how mighty?

The stairs go up to the Golden Temple. Just a slight glance at it makes people feel frightened, and their souls are about to take off.

The Golden Temple, worthy of its name, is the first temple of the Empire.

The courtiers in the hall are not the dragons and phoenixes among the people, and the one on the high seat is the true son of heaven. At this moment, the group of people was waiting for him to go, and Ling Feng was very clear.

He also knew that this moment really went deep into the tiger's den.

Although those people's realm cultivation may be on par with their own, no matter what, the number is overwhelming. What's even more terrifying is that they are not short of money, and they will definitely tailor many spiritual weapons for themselves.

Attacking in groups, even if it is Ling Feng, there is no guarantee that the whole body will retreat. After all, he must not use the artifact, otherwise he will inevitably attract the attention of the entire continent.

At that time, the terrifying powerhouses will come out of the mountains.

The old monsters who practice in retreat will also break through the cave.

Fairies are bound to be in chaos.

When all kinds of god kings run all over the ground, Ling Feng will inevitably be at an absolute disadvantage, even if he has an anti-heaven artifact, he can't change his life, but will be eaten by human mermaids.

"Let's go, the Holy Lord is waiting!" Seeing that Ling Feng was a little cowardly at the moment, the general's voice raised a few decibels, and he was also full of pride.

Ling Feng could tell that some people wanted to give him a dismissal.

Immediately no longer hesitated, but put his hands behind his back and stepped on the stairs step by step.

Stepping on the one hundred and eight steps in one breath, Ling Feng's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and his expression was as usual. On the other hand, the great general was a little out of breath, and looked at Ling Feng again, his eyes full of deep suspicion.

These one hundred and eight steps are all made by special craftsmen, in addition to their own special and noble materials, they also contain the laws of heaven and earth, so that when people step on them, they will fall into the power of that law and reduce their own cultivation.

It not only shows the majesty of the royal family, but also prevents the assassination to a certain extent, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. The soldiers, on the other hand, were not subject to any restraint because they wore special armor.

Obviously, those people were the emperor's personal guards.

Ling Feng didn't even look at the general, it was the old god who continued to move forward, his face extremely calm. At this point, the general's task had been completed, and he naturally stopped and waited outside the main hall.

Looking at the young man's voice, his eyelids jumped wildly, "Who is this guy sacred? Stepping on the stone steps, there is no impact in the slightest!"

"He won't ......" Thinking of the terrifying possibility, the general's expression changed drastically, but he quickly vetoed it.

The news of Celestial Town has already spread, although this person is extremely arrogant, but he is still loyal to the royal family. Otherwise, how dare you kill the people of the Jiang family, and also denounce the other party's crimes and maintain the dynasty.

If Ling Feng's thoughts were known, he would definitely be very surprised. Those words are just casual words, just to find an excuse to kill Jiang Wu. As for the rest, Ling Feng hadn't thought about it.

With the last step, Ling Feng finally stepped into the threshold of the Golden Temple.

His figure appeared in this huge palace.

"Boom!"

The sound of footsteps was also like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, bombarding everyone's hearts fiercely.

Phew.

Countless lines of sight were projected, looking at the figure at the entrance of the main hall. They were stunned at first, and then they shouted categorically, "Bold, when you see the Holy One, don't you bow down?"

A pair of eyes, full of supreme majesty, overwhelmed Ling Feng almost breathlessly.

"Boom!" Ling Feng's body trembled, and the Heavenly Demon Creation Formation was decisive, shattering all those invisible coercions.

Then, the long figure still stood straight.

"I'm not a courtier, I haven't eaten Junlu, why do I kneel?" Ling Feng's faint voice echoed in the Golden Temple, making everyone tremble.

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

There is no saint in the eyes!

Such people generally don't live for more than three minutes. After all, in the Kyushu Empire, the Holy Heaven is this day, this is the land! Born in Kyushu, it is his courtiers, his people, when you see him, you should kneel!

Such thoughts are deeply ingrained in their hearts. Everyone took it for granted, with the exception of Ling Feng.

In the face of the burning gaze of this group of people, he stood tall and his expression did not change in the slightest.

In particular, the voice of questioning was like thunder, making everyone's minds buzz and tremble. The second prince's group, although they were prepared, still had a headache.

At this moment, Emperor Lao Tzu was originally arrested for questioning, and you are still acting so strong, isn't this looking for death?

The Emperor is not something anyone can offend!