Leaving the Sword Sect Portal Pass, the two of them flew straight towards Yunhai Mountain in the northeast.

Now it is the identity of the Shadow Sect, and the two of them have no hidden aura, and they don't even restrain their aura with the intention of deterring those who stand in the way.

The momentum of the two was special, and no one dared to come forward to interrogate, and along the way, they saw the bowing and saluting from a distance.

made Jianchen stunned, and made him regret it even more. I was going to find a few more big mouths to slap a few more eyes, but they consciously backed down, and even bowed down politely.

The scum with no bones and flesh looks really unhappy, so you can't kick it over and say that the kneeling posture is not standard.

The area outside the Kansai is vast, and most of it is plain, except for some undulating hills.

Thousands of miles of fertile fields, dense lakes and seas. Hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of cities can be seen everywhere.

The people of the Sword Sect who used to live here have all withdrawn into the Sword Sect Pass, and the Shadow Sect has not placed any large army on this road, and the big city that has been severely collapsed by the broken walls and ruined houses through the war seems lonely and empty.

Hundreds of miles, thousands of miles uninhabited, occasionally a line of black shadow people in the air, it is the people of the Demon Xuan Gate patrolling.

After sensing the aura of Mo Han and Jian Chen, they left far away, no one wanted to step forward to touch the moldy head, let alone believe that someone felt so grandiose and rampant within the control of the Demon Xuan Sect, unless it was their own people.

Through this incident, the two talked about the art of war, saying that the deeply hidden conspiracy is not invisible or touchable, but clearly placed in front of you, so that you dare not believe it. The more exposed, the deeper it is hidden.

Sneaking is a small act, a young master of the Mo clan and the identity of the emperor of the demon world, a young master of the Sword Sect who has stood in the Shenlong Dynasty for thousands of years, and he still has to hide his whereabouts when he walks in his own realm?

Tell them plainly, the master is here!

If you don't believe it, what can you do?

The two of them did not go straight to the small sword mound cave in Yunhai Mountain, but planned to go to the Yin Thunder Hall to find out.

There are still two Dharma Protectors outside the Yin Thunder Hall out of the hall master, whether they lurk in or swagger in depends on the situation.

After all, those who can sit in the position of the hall master and the position of the protector king, in addition to being strong, if they have a bad brain, they will have already been eaten by their own kind.

The people of the Shadow Sect, they abandon their own hearts and natures to be a non-human and non-demon scum, not excluding a few voluntary, most of them should be helpless choices.

Since they paid such a big price and chose the Shadow Sect, it was nothing more than for the rights they had delusionally wanted to get but did not get, the status above 10,000 people under one person, or the beautiful legs of a certain beautiful woman who captivated the country and the city, just to hold the power in their hands for a while.

In the end, it's nothing more than madness.

The seemingly powerful Shadow Sect's pursuit of power is darker than the black mist emanating from them. Becoming the winner of the fittest in a cannibalistic environment is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

At noon, there will be another half a day to reach the location of the Yin Thunder Palace.

Mo Han and Jian Chen discussed, it was best to go after night fell, and it happened to be late at night when they arrived at the Yin Thunder Palace. If you don't hide your whereabouts and go in, you can save the other party from entertaining a series of cumbersome things, and the two of them should think carefully about how to deal with them as identities if they are interrogated.

Flying past a large lake, in front of me was a city of some size.

Jianchen introduced this city to Mo Han called Qingyang City, because on the shore of Ming Lake, the willows and willows blow the embankment for hundreds of miles in spring, and the spring rain falls on half of the city's smoke and clouds and half of the city's towers.

It is one of the most beautiful cities in the Sword Sect realm.

The silk in Qingyang City is the most famous, and part of the Tsing Yi in the Sword Sect realm comes from here. The color is bright and bright, silky and delicate, which reminds people of the slender hands of the woman here.

In the past, there were many merchants from the Shatuo clan or the Shenlong Dynasty who came to buy silk or play, and it seemed that it was not comparable to the scale of the big city, and the prosperity was only a handful in the Sword Sect Realm and even the entire Shenlong Dynasty.

Mo Han agreed with Jian Chen's words, the clouds and mountains in the Sword Sect realm were like a fairyland, but he didn't expect that there would be such a popular fairyland.

The vast lake water is as clear as a mirror, and the white snow in a radius of hundreds of miles is inlaid into a mirror frame. The willows stretch their branches in the clear sunlight, and if spring comes, it will be a beautiful scenery of verdant waves around the lake.

The city gate is majestic, and against the city gate, there is a towering sword inserted into the ground, which is the symbol of the Sword Sect. Qingyang City has beautiful scenery and does not lose the majesty of the sword.

The buildings in the city are gray, white and black style, the top buildings of the palace are lined up and connected, and the walls of the cornices are white and flawless, although it is winter, there is also the charm of spring full of gardens.

Jianchen led Mo Han to walk on the wide bluestone street, not knowing where to go, and not wanting where to go. They subconsciously looked for a place to eat, and it was still early anyway.

It's just that the city is empty, and after receiving the news of the invasion, the people of the city evacuated in time, and there was no big battle, so the whole city didn't look too messy.

The slightly valuable things in the city were almost wiped out, and only the spirit of Qingyang City remained.

As the two were talking and walking, Jian Chen suddenly remembered a place to go, and said to Mo Han: "Big brother, there is still a good place to go in this city." ”

"Where to go?" Mo Han asked curiously.

"The Sword Sect King Pavilion in Qingyang City. This Sword Sect King was born here, and his cultivation is very high. The thirty-six peaks ascended to the Yuyu Peak, one of the top eighteen peaks, with the sword preaching, and after the death of the immortal, he returned to the Qing Yang City and was worshiped by the swordsmen here. The swordsmen here are also proud of him, pursuing his sword path in the hope that one day he will also become the Sword Sect King of the Thirty-Six Peaks. ”

"What strength does this Sword Sect King have?"

"This Sword Sect King is much earlier than the Third Master, Ground Level. ”

"Steps... , When the Sword Sect King of the Six Peaks of the Chinese New Year's Eve actually reached the earth level? Then why is it still called the Sword Sect King? Mo Han asked puzzled.

Jian Chen explained: "The title of the King of the Sword Sect is not a title of strength, it is a title of the royal family, and the Emperor of the Ground Rank guarding the thirty-six peaks is also called the King of the Sword Sect. ”

"I see..."

The Sword Sect Kings who guarded the Thirty-six Peaks back then were all earth-level emperors, so wouldn't the powerhouses in the Sword Pavilion be even more rebellious.

It's really hard to imagine how glorious the Sword Sect was back then. According to this calculation, the earth-level emperors of the entire Shenlong Dynasty may not have as many times as the glory of the Sword Sect.

Phantom Yu said that the earth-level emperors of the Mo clan were also produced in large numbers, no wonder the hall was so magnificent. After hundreds of years, the strongest person in the clan is only his father Mo Zhen, and Xiao Zhen's Fengtian Town is only the peak of the Yellow Rank for hundreds of miles.

In that remote territory on the edge of the hinterland of the Shenlong Dynasty, the Mo clan is also considered a top wealthy family, but compared to several ancestors and royal families and some hidden forces, it is too worthless. Perhaps it was precisely because of the obscurity of the Mo clan that they were able to escape the situation of countless power reshuffles, and then, in the end, they did not escape the catastrophe of annihilation.

Looking back, there have been countless blessings in the misfortune of the Mo clan. Mo Han also finally felt his father's good intentions, and without a strong force, he would not restrain his potential, and the aftermath of the chaotic situation was enough to wipe out the Mo clan.

Everything in the past is irretrievable, and a new Mo clan is rising again, and it will be an unprecedented rise.

The rise of the Mo clan will compete with the sun and the moon, and the royal family of the Shenlong Dynasty will also be dimmed.

Mo Han remembered that he and Xiao Qing escaped from the secret passage, and Xiao Qing said that as long as they were still there, the Mo clan would be there.

Mo Han was grateful from the bottom of her heart for this seemingly gentle girl, she was not as fierce and decisive as Ye Aya, and she was soft and charming, and Sha Qi became more and more silent and elegant. Xiao Qing is more for the sake of others, her heart is like a warm sea, Mo Han always feels wrapped in a ball of cotton when she is with her, and it is also warm in winter.

I don't know how I'm doing in the Ice Sect.

Mo Han put away his thoughts, and Jian Chen looked around as if looking for a place to eat. The streets are fine, but the shops on the street are messy. A few months have passed, and even if there is something to eat, it has long been inedible.

Mo Han knew that they were still heading towards the Sword Sect King Pavilion, Jian Chen didn't care about the speed of the journey, he, the young master of the Sword Sect, was looking at what the place where his home was ruined, as if he was a little distressed and angry, but it flashed in his eyes and didn't show it.

"Wait!"

Mo Han raised his hand and stopped, and Jian Chen immediately stopped, perceiving the surroundings and remaining vigilant.

Jian Chen didn't find any dangerous aura, and he didn't feel the farther aura as much as Mo Han's spiritual power.

"How?" Jian Chen asked.

"Someone, that direction!"

Mo Han's eyes moved slightly, guessing the identity of these people, pointing to the south and saying.

"People from the Demon Xuan Sect?"

It was not strange that the people from the Demon Xuan Sect appeared here, and Jian Chen was surprised why Mo Han acted so stunned.

"More than that," Mo Han shook his head, and said, "There are people from the Shadow Sect and people from the Imperial Family. ”

"People from the royal family?" Jian Chen was stunned and asked, "No, how do you know that you are from the royal family?"

Mo Han stood motionless, raising his hand to signal Jian Chen not to speak.

Mo Han's eyes rolled slightly, like a beast sensing the direction of its prey, and said, "This breath is very familiar, and I can't remember it all of a sudden." ”

"You've seen it?"

Mo Han nodded affirmatively and said, "I've definitely seen it, it seems that I can't remember it clearly after a long time." ”

Jian Chen remained vigilant, and in a few moments, he had already looked around and returned to Mo Han's side for a moment.

Mo Han was still persistently perceiving and recalling who the familiar breath was, but Jian Chen didn't disturb him, and his eyes swept around to prevent accidents.

"Remembered!" Mo Han said.

"Who?"

"Xie Leng's grandson, what did the Ten Old Pavilion send people to the Sword Sect for?"

Jian Chen couldn't reply to Mo Han's inquiring eyes, smiled awkwardly, and said, "There must be something!"

Mo Han said: "The appearance of the people of the Ten Old Pavilion in the Sword Sect is nothing more than about the army of the King of the Town, how did he appear in Qingyang City?

Jian Chen thought about it and pointed his hand to the south, and scolded angrily: "This grandson wants to steal the Sword Sect King's Dixuan Sword! There is also the Sword Sect King's sword technique cheats! Kill his grandson!"

The Sword Sect King's Dixuan Sword was buried next to the Sword Sect King's Pavilion, and he recorded his perception of the way of the sword before his death, and wrote a secret book and put it in the pavilion.