The main force of this Menglan Sect has already joined the rebels and is besieging the True Martial Holy Land, and the Menglan Sect at this moment is the most empty time.

The Gold Devouring Rat Clan was so pervasive, and it didn't take long for the Gold Devouring Rat Clan to bring out the information that Jiang Chen needed.

"There is less dust, the sect master of the Menglan Sect does have a grandson, who is in the Menglan Sect at the moment, but there are two guards around him, both of whom are in the eighth rank of the heavens. It seems that he is the deceased of the sect master of the Menglan Sect, protecting the grandson of the sect master of the Menglan sect all the time. ”

Jiang Chen smiled slightly and asked, "Have you determined the specific location?"

"Hmm. The Gold Eater replied very clearly, "I've already arranged eyeliner around there." As soon as you get close, you will find out that there is little dust. ”

Jiang Chen's gaze looked towards the Condensing Smoke Holy Lord: "Condensing Smoke Holy Lord, are you making a move, or are we making a move?"

After all, it is the internal strife of the True Martial God Kingdom, and it always allows outsiders to take action, and the Smoke Condensation Holy Lord himself feels that he can't hold it on his face, and immediately said: "You lead the way, and this seat will do it yourself." ”

The two Heavenly Rank Seven or Eight Dead Men were nothing to the Smoke Condensing Holy Lord. She has the means to deal with it. After all, she is also a giant of the True Martial Holy Land, and she is only half a step away from entering the demigod realm.

The two heavenly rank eightfold are not too difficult for her.

"Let's go. Jiang Chen's body flickered, and he disappeared into the territory of the Menglan Sect.

This Menglan Sect also has a mountain gate prohibition and protective formation, but for formation masters like the Condensing Smoke Holy Lord and Jiang Chen, this level of defensive formation is almost useless.

The two of them easily blended into the mountain gate control.

In fact, with their strength, it is not difficult to force a break-in. It's just that they don't want to do it for the sake of being thorough.

After all, if the grandson of the Menglan Sect gets the news and escapes first, it will not be beautiful. Nothing to startle the snake, Jiang Chen and the Holy Lord of Condensation Smoke were unwilling to do it.

This Menglan Sect is worthy of being a first-class force in the True Martial God Kingdom, and within the mountain gate, there is no cave, and it can be seen that this sect is not weak in terms of plain heritage.

It's just that now that the main force is on the march, no matter how you look at it, the Menglan Sect is a little empty. Although the level of defense is good, the lack of manpower makes the defense here still a little empty.

After a while, they found the area where the sect leader of the Menglan Sect was located.

Jiang Chen and the Divine Consciousness of the Condensing Smoke Holy Lord had already locked on this young man.

The sect master of the Menglan Sect is a demigod-level existence. It has been more than seven thousand years since he controlled the Menglan Sect. This grandson is the most favored one among his countless descendants, and he is a genius selected by him, and he intends to cultivate it as a continuation of the bloodline and inheritance of the sect.

As one of the four demigods of the rebels this time, Meng Qianqiu, the sect leader of the Menglan Sect, has a very strong voice in the rebels, and if there is a problem with this Meng Qianqiu, the rebels will definitely have a problem.

In a secret realm, a young man with a face like a crown of jade is in a martial arts training field, boringly practicing martial arts.

Around that martial arts arena, there were sentry posts everywhere, and there were two dead soldiers with a heavenly rank of eight, who accompanied this young man in the martial arts arena, and they were close to him.

This young man is Meng Tianxing, the grandson of Meng Qianqiu.

After connecting all the way to the sword technique, Meng Tianxing angrily urged the long sword in his hand and shot it into the wall, directly penetrating the wall and submerging into the lake outside the wall.

That Meng Tianxing seemed to sit on the stool next to him with some anger, and it could be seen that his interest did not seem to be very high.

The two heavenly eightfold guards glanced at each other, obviously seeing that the young master was in a very bad mood, and he didn't know how to persuade him at the moment.

"Childe ......"

Meng Tianxing's jade-like face overflowed with anger: "Don't call me son, I can't afford to be your son." ”

"Childe, my subordinates are ordered by the old sect master to serve Childe, and that is Childe's entourage. If Childe wants to get angry, just beat us up!"

Meng Tianxing snorted: "What's the use of beating you? you really treat me as a son, just take me to the True Martial Holy Land, I want to participate in the expedition, I want to make meritorious contributions!"

The two guards couldn't laugh or cry, they already knew the reason why Gongzi Ye was angry, but the old sect master had already ordered that Gongzi Ye must not be allowed to leave half a step.

If something happens to Childe, the two of them will be to blame.

Therefore, their requirements for Mengtianxing are naturally unsatisfying. After all, this kind of thing, no matter who it is, has to listen to the old sect master.

The little boy is angry and angry, so he can only coax a little.

"What's the matter, the old sect master sent you to protect me, you don't even have the courage to do this, don't you want to follow this son to make a contribution?"

"Little boy, our duty is not to make meritorious contributions, but to protect your safety. If there is a mistake, the old sect master will pick our skin and pull our tendons. ”

"Coward!" Meng Tianxing looked angry, "If you don't go, one day while you're unprepared, I'll sneak and go." ”

"Little boy, by all means. This meritorious work will come a long way. Now is the time for the little boy to learn the arts, so he should hurry up and practice diligently. Do you still have no chance to kill the enemy in the future?" one of the guards advised.

"Hmph, in the future, even if there is a chance in the future, it will be later. This son heard that in the True Martial Holy Land, there is a Miss Yuling, who is one of the sixteen golden hairpins of Wanyuan Island. How many young talents in the True Martial God Kingdom are salivating at this Miss Yuling. If this son misses this good show, God knows which pig will arch this great cabbage?"

It turns out that the root foot is here.

The two guards looked at each other, and they finally understood that this little boy wanted to go to the True Martial Holy Land to participate in the war, and the reason was actually here.

However, one of the guards persuaded him: "Childe, I heard that Miss Yuling is not in the True Martial Holy Land at all. You don't have to worry about that. ”

"Nonsense, she is a saint in the Holy Land, not in the Holy Land, can she not be outside?"

"My subordinates heard that she and her master, the Holy Maiden of Condensing Smoke, were in an elixir base in the True Martial Holy Land. It's true that it's not at the headquarters of the True Martial Holy Land. ”

"Oh, the elixir base?" Meng Tianxing's eyes wandered, as if he was thinking of some crooked idea, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Then let's go to the elixir base, how about it?"

"No, I can't. ”

Meng Tianxing smiled: "Are you so afraid of my grandfather?" Don't worry, if something happens, I'll do my best, it's all right?"

The two guards were still unmoved. Obviously, if something really happens, even if the little boy is in his pocket, the old sect master will definitely punish them.

Besides, if something happens to the little boy, he can't protect himself, how can he carry it?

"Little boy, my subordinates advise you not to think about it. That little girl Yuling, if she is really captured, we will find a way to help Gongzi get it. ”

"Well, by the time you know, it's too late. How many rebel forces, how many young talents, everyone is staring at it. ”

"Elder Liang, I heard that the Holy Lord of Condensing Smoke, although he is older, but his charm still exists, he is the best, his appearance, body and temperament are all top-notch, don't you want to kiss Fangze?"

One of the guards, Liang Lao in the mouth of this Meng Tianxing, smiled bitterly: "Childe, that woman Ning Yan does have an outstanding temperament, but a woman of her level, such a subordinate person, is not blessed." ”

"If you don't try, how do you know that you will not be blessed to enjoy? Don't you want to press such a great beauty under you and wantonly conquer?"

Don't look at people in this dream, but he is a prostitute in his bones.

Liang Lao smiled strangely, and his eyes were indescribably lewd.

"The subordinates still don't dare, but you, Son, if you have the opportunity, it's fun to eat all the sizes. When the son has eaten leftover, he will reward his subordinates to taste, which is good. Liang Lao smiled evilly.

While he was talking, the old and the young suddenly felt the atmosphere around them, and suddenly something was wrong, as if suddenly, an invisible mountain appeared around them, and the pressure increased sharply.

Liang Lao's heart moved, and when he looked sideways, his pupils dilated, and his whole body twitched suddenly.

Because, another guard, at the moment, was staring at them with wide eyes, and blood was spilling from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, ear piercings, and mouths.

In other words, unconsciously, his accomplice, the eightfold monk of the Heavenly Rank, unexpectedly fell into the Tao.

Bang!

The eightfold monk of the heavenly rank collapsed like a wall, splashing dust on the ground.

"It's not good, Childe, let's go!" Liang Lao reacted, and hurriedly rushed to Meng Tianxing, protecting Meng Tianxing and planning to leave.

It's just that before he rushed to Meng Tianxing, Meng Tianxing's figure did disappear out of thin air.

When he looked again, he saw that Meng Tianxing was swept by countless vines and had already floated into the air.

Vines were intertwined in the void, wrapping Mengtianxing tightly, like a big zongzi.

Mengtianxing's soul was scattered, and the ghost cried wolf: "Old Liang, save me, save me!"

This dream Tianxing is a young genius, but after all, he is just a young monk, and in terms of cultivation, that is, he is at the level of the five princes of the True Martial Holy Land, and he is still the kind that ranks low among the five princes.

Not to mention comparing with Jiang Chen, let alone comparing with Xiahou Zong, even if it is compared with the Rain Spirit Holy Maiden, this dream may not have any advantages.

At this moment, he was suddenly captured, and this dream was in chaos.

Protecting Childe, this is a mission that goes deep into Liang Lao's bones, and with a shake of his body, he wants to rush into the air and cut through those vines.

At this moment, in front of him, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared. With a frosty face, he stared at him coldly.

This figure is graceful and has a beautiful face, it is the Holy Lord of Condensing Smoke.

"You ......" Liang Lao blinked, as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at the Condensing Smoke Holy Lord in disbelief, he couldn't believe it at all, how could this Condensing Smoke Holy Lord suddenly appear in the Menglan Sect?

Thinking of the words he just said, so obscene, and saying that he wanted to eat all the sizes, for a while, Liang Lao almost had the heart to die.

"Why, don't you recognize this seat?" the Smoke Saint Lord asked coldly.