I!The mortal emperor, the whole country invaded the fairyland

Although there is no aura exuding from the whole body, it gives people a sense of majesty from the bottom of the heart.

But this is not what Mo Qingcheng really cares about.

What he was concerned about was that the closer he was to the man, the clearer his perception of the Qingyu Zong boundary talisman.

That kind of feeling is definitely not wrong, the other party really came across the boundary with their Qingyu sect's boundary talisman.

Mo Qingcheng didn't know the specific reasons for this, so he had to figure out what happened.

Why did the Qingyu Zongna originally hold the boundary talisman in the hands of Elder Ye in the Golden Core Stage?

Now it has fallen into the hands of someone who I don't know and has nothing to do with.

Also use this as a medium to open the passage to the Cangxuan Realm, and come across the realm!

"Huh? Mo Qingcheng, the lord of the Qingyu Sect?"

Before the man questioned Jiang Tianming, Jiang Tianming had already seen his face.

Flipping through the memory of the elder of the Qingyu Sect, he found the identity corresponding to the figure in front of him.

The other party was Mo Qingcheng, the lord of the Qingyu Sect.

It is also one of the four overlords with a radius of tens of millions of kilometers in northern Xinjiang, and a cultivation base in the middle stage of Yuanying.

"Do you know me?"

Jiang Tianming's mumbling voice did not deliberately lowered, so it fell into Mo Qingcheng's ears.

But Jiang Tianming saw through his identity at a glance, but he couldn't help but startled slightly.

Mo Qingcheng frowned, and looked at Jiang Tianming from top to bottom again.

But no matter how much I searched in my memory, I still couldn't find a memory that was familiar with the other party.

"Say! My patience is limited. Who are you, and why are you holding the elder boundary talisman of this sect to the world?!"

Searching for Jiang Tianming's face was fruitless, and Mo Qingcheng completely lost his patience at this moment.

"Boom--"

At this moment, the coercion on his body was raised again, and the oppressive surrounding air waves billowed.

"I see."

Hearing the questions in Mo Qingcheng's words.

Jiang Tianming was still wondering what the other party said, and why he came here with a clear purpose.

Feeling puzzled and confused, the truth suddenly came to light, and suddenly became enlightened.

As soon as he moved his mind, the boundary talisman floated out from the sleeve of his robe.

I really didn't expect that there was any imprint on this boundary talisman.

So much so that the suzerain of Qingyu Sect can clearly feel the position of this boundary talisman.

"Bastard!"

"Sure enough, it is the boundary symbol of the elders of this sect, and Elder Ye and the others!"

Seeing Jiang Tianming take out the boundary symbol from the sleeve of his robe.

Mo Qingcheng, the patriarch of the Qingyu Sect, suddenly felt it, and his voice couldn't help but become a little louder.

Jiang Tianming refused to answer his question again and again, which already made his anger soar.

If it weren't for the current confusion about Jiang Tianming's identity, friend or foe, and his strength, Mo Qingcheng would have made a move long ago! .

Chapter 256

"Fur—"

Flip your palm.

Jiang Tianming put away the boundary symbol directly.

Looking at Mo Qingcheng's increasingly sullen face, and his increasingly condescending questioning tone.

Jiang Tianming's face also became as indifferent as ice.

"A mere mid-Yuanying, dare to ask condescendingly - Zhen?"

Jiang Tianming stared at Mo Qingcheng, the depth in those eyes began to give rise to strong domineering and indifference.

"Buzz-"

"Shoot-"

When the voice fell to the ground, a majestic coercion descended from Jiang Tianming's body instantly.

The power that oppressed Moqing City to the world where it was located was torn into pieces all over the sky.

At the same time, a heavy pressure enveloped Moqing City with a radius of hundreds of feet almost in no particular order.

"Woooooo-"

The power of the Void Profound Spirit whistled, and the air waves rolled.

Just by his imposing manner, one can see how tyrannical Jiang Tianming's cultivation is.

"Yuan Ying!"

Feeling the sense of oppression exuded by Jiang Tianming, Mo Qingcheng at this moment could no longer maintain the condescending posture just now.

The scene in front of him almost refreshed his cognition.

This place to the north of the Cangxuan Realm has a radius of tens of millions of kilometers.

The strong Nascent Soul can be counted with a single slap, why is there suddenly such a strong Nascent Soul who has never met before?

While Mo Qingcheng's expression was solemn, his expression suddenly changed again.

"Cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage, holding the Qingyu Sect's boundary talisman in his hand, and coming from the lower realm..."

Could it be!

Could it be that the other party is the cause of the shock in the Cangxuan Realm, and Elder Ye and the others are definitely in danger.

Otherwise, he would definitely not leave the boundary talisman in the opponent's hand!

Thinking about this, Mo Qingcheng felt that his guess was infinitely close to the truth.

It just so happened that at this moment, a slight breeze swayed, and the corner of Jiang Tianming's palm sleeve was blown up by the breeze.

A Sumeru Ring that Mo Qingcheng was extremely familiar with came into his sight.

"This...that's Elder Ye's Sumeru Ring!"

"You! Killed my Green Feather Sect!"

A firm and cold voice sounded from the direction of Mo Qingcheng.

The tone in the tone is not suspicion, but an almost certain certainty.

If the boundary talisman is in Jiang Tianming's hands, the truth is not yet certain.

But when the Sumeru Ring and the Boundary Talisman appeared in Jiang Tianming's hands together, the result was self-evident.

Even at this moment, Jiang Tianming has an aura that rivals him.

The strong murderous intent in Mo Qingcheng's eyes at the moment has not diminished by half.

No matter what answer Jiang Tianming gave, [-]% of his mind was convinced that Jiang Tianming was the murderer.

The disciples of the Qingyu Sect in Linyuanjie are in danger!

"Oh, so what if I kill him?"

Jiang Tianming's eyes are full of domineering.

In Linyuan Realm, in the Ming Dynasty, who would dare to question and scold him like this today.

Jiang Tianming originally wanted to learn more about the boundary symbols from the other party.

But found that the other party offended again and again without knowing life or death.

The emperor is overbearing!

Mo Qingcheng's move is simply looking for death.

"It's a big deal, it's a little more trouble, just search for the soul!"

Although from Elder Ye's memory, he had heard a sliver of information.

Mo Qingcheng seems to have obtained a god-refining exercise in his early years and has been practicing it all the time.

But Jiang Tianming really didn't believe it, the other party only practiced the soul refining technique for hundreds of years;

It can be compared with the Three Calamities Mopantian Sutra that I have practiced for tens of thousands of years!

"The person who killed me from the Qingyu Sect, you are courting death!"

Seeing Jiang Tianming admitting it himself, Mo Qingcheng shouted angrily.

The whole person's wide suzerain robe sleeves flicked slightly, and his right hand flicked the void.

Flying swords suddenly appeared in the void in front of them as if they were placed on display.

There are nine handles in a row, and the handles are all higher than the flying swords Jiang Tianming saw in the past.

All of them have reached the top grade of the mysterious rank.

And what's even more amazing is that the flying sword actually exudes a different attribute aura.

Some are full of sharp and sharp aura, some are full of bursting flame aura, and some are full of ice-cold aura...

There are nine handles in a row, each of which is different.

They were neatly placed in front of Mo Qingcheng, and each handle gave off bursts of buzzing sound.

From the looks of it, it is amazing.

"Splitting Heaven Sword Art - Nine Swords Feiliu!"

"cut!"

A ray of energy locked firmly in Jiang Tianming's direction.

· · Flowers · ·

Mo Qingcheng pinched the sword formula in his hand, and a breathtaking momentum controlled the nine flying swords in front of him.

As soon as the whole person stepped into the void, the sound of explosion exploded above the clouds and waves in the void.

Mo Qingcheng jumped up, his gestures were full of mysteries.

In a blink of an eye, with a wave of his arm, the nine flying swords instantly understood his intentions.

"Shhhh-"

Nine swords came out together, nine extremely fierce flying swords covered with different magical auras.

Like an antelope hanging on its horns, and like a formation of soldiers, they broke through the air in the direction of Jiang Tianming.

"Woooooo-"

"Boom--"

Among the nine swords, in addition to the fierce attribute of the high-grade Xuanbing of the Xuan rank, it is also driven by the sword art of Mo Qingcheng, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

... . . .

Breaking through the void at this moment can be described as a huge momentum!

For a moment, the void buzzed and vibrated.

A breath of different attributes and an incomparably sharp splitting breath complement each other.

Wherever they passed along the way, because of their speed too fast, the air waves passing by appeared in the void belatedly.

"Ok?"

Facing the attack of Mo Qingcheng, the suzerain of the Qingyu Sect, and the monk Yuanying.