Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1021 What is the crime?

Seven Star Ghost Palace.

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

"Master Deputy Palace Master, the soul cards of those guarding around the Emperor Wu's cave are all shattered at this moment." The cultivator came to Seven Star Ghost King Palace, Deputy Palace Master, Qiu Xuanqing's main hall, and reported .

"What? The soul cards are all broken? Could it be that they are all dead?" Qiu Xuanqing's eyes sank, and he said immediately: "Come on, follow me over there."

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

Once the soul card is broken, it means that they may have encountered an accident.

Huhu.

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and soon, Qiu Xuanqing came to the place where the golden scepter was.

At this moment, the golden scepter has disappeared, and the disciples stationed here are also gone.

"How did this happen? Where did the divine weapon of that Emperor Wudi powerhouse go? Could it be that someone took it away?" Qiu Xuanqing said in shock.

With gloomy eyes, he glanced around the surrounding scene, and immediately grasped his big hand, strands of vitality gathered, and in the end, it turned into a mirror image.

In the mirror image, there is the scene of Jiang Mo killing the disciples of the Seven Star Ghost Palace that day.

Those disciples, in his hands, were as fragile as if they were made of tofu.

"Damn it, it turned out to be him! I didn't expect this kid to come out of that divine weapon!" Qiu Xuanqing said in surprise. Those disciples died as soon as they died. It's not worth mentioning, but Jiang Mo Showing up two years later, and the fact that Emperor Wu's natal weapon disappeared at this moment, it can explain some problems.

"Could it be that he took it away?" Qiu Xuanqing murmured, and after a while, he went back to the mansion, intending to inform the ghost king of the shadow to make a decision.

……

In Zhentian Pavilion, Jiang Mo was sitting in the main hall with a visiting letter 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 and said with a frown.

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

The current him is tyrannical.

The huge Zhentian Pavilion is like a huge machine, running rumblingly.

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

At the Artifact Refining Pavilion, there are also a steady stream of real martial arts, which have been transported.

The strength of Zhentian Pavilion is getting stronger and stronger. If it continues to develop at this speed, within ten years, it will definitely be able to rise above the silver-level power.

In the past few days, Jiang Mo was also practicing, and more than 1 high-grade primordial stones were not enough for Jiang Mo today.

These high-grade primordial stones only supported his cultivation for less than five days, and they were exhausted.

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

It can be seen from this that at the level of martial saints, it is extremely difficult to improve every small realm.

"Tianjizong, Liu Gongquan came to pay a visit to Zhentian Pavilion." A voice full of air came from the void, making Jiang Mo stand up.

"Is it finally here?" Jiang Mo murmured, and when his body moved, it turned into a streamer and flew directly out of Zhentian Pavilion.

Liu Gongquan walked towards this side with a smile on his face.

"After two years, Pavilion Master Jiang showed up again, and his strength has improved a lot!" Liu Gongquan said with a smile and clasped his fists.

"Hehe, no, it's insignificant." Jiang Mo waved his hand.

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

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

"Liu came here today because he has something to discuss with Pavilion Master Jiang." Liu Gongquan said straight to the point.

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

Wu Nu and the others also came out to welcome him. After all, Liu Gongquan is the suzerain of the Tianji Sect, and his status is extraordinary.

"At the beginning, was the natal divine weapon of that strong Emperor Wu taken by Pavilion Master Jiang?" Liu Gongquan asked.

This topic is actually a bit sensitive.

Once 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 others were a little shocked.

She only knew that Jiang Mo had been away for the past two years, but what she didn't know was that he had accepted the divine weapon of Emperor Wudi's powerhouse.

The rest of the monks were also secretly shocked in their hearts, secretly thinking that the Lord Pavilion Master is the Lord Pavilion Master, and even the natal magic weapon of the strong Emperor Wu can be obtained.

"Yes, so what? No, so what?" Jiang Mo didn't respond directly to Liu Gongquan.

Hearing this, Liu Gongquan's complexion changed slightly, and he said immediately: "Today, Liu came here and brought a gift back to Pavilion Master Jiang. I wonder if Pavilion Master Jiang likes it?"

After the words fell, a person behind him appeared in front of Jiang Mo, carrying Gu Li who looked like a dead dog.

After seeing Gu Li, Jiang Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he said in a flat tone, "So it's just a bereaved dog."

Hearing these words, Gu Li's expression became ferocious. He was the majestic master of the clan, and he was insulted as a bereaved dog after falling to such a fate.

However, the current situation is far beyond his control.

"I want to send Gu Zongzhu to Pavilion Master Jiang to dispose of at will. I don't know if Pavilion Master Jiang can let Liu have a look at what the natal magic weapon of the strong Emperor Wu looks like?" Liu Gongquan asked tentatively.

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

If Jiang Mo really controlled the natal magic weapon of the strong Emperor Wu, his combat power would definitely not be underestimated.

"Liu Gongquan, you bastard, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Gu Li cursed bitterly from below.

The cultivator who was carrying Gu Li slapped him across the face, causing Gu Li's mouth to be covered in blood, and he didn't know how many teeth were knocked out.

"My attitude towards a lost dog is very simple. If there is a chance, I will kill it. If I can't kill it, I won't be too sorry. After all, he can no longer pose a threat to me." Jiang Mo continued calmly.

He would not take the initiative to reveal the secrets of Taixu for the mere sake of Gu Li.

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

Liu Gongquan frowned, and said: "So, Pavilion Master Jiang is not giving me face in Tianjizong?"

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

These words are too provocative.

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

Although, at present, his realm is only a five-star martial saint, but in a real fight, what are the chances of Liu Gongquan winning?

Just at the time of the stalemate here, a shout suddenly came from the void.

"Zhentian Pavilion killed my Seven Star Ghost Palace disciple, what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)