Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 935 Slaves
Inside the Gate of Heaven.

At this moment, Ba Qianqiu, who was taken in, had a deep horror on his face, and at the same time a trace of bewilderment. After rushing into the Heavenly Dao Gate, he went on a rampage, trying to break through the Xuanbing space.

However, no matter how rampant he was, he couldn't break through this space.

He went to the depths, but was forcibly blocked by an invisible force, which made him almost crazy.

But Mo Chen and the others didn't show up quickly, but recovered with all their strength, and fled all the way. In addition to the battle with Ba Daomen, they were also exhausted, and they didn't take care of Ba Qianqiu, letting him go berserk.

Ba Qianqiu rushed inside the Heavenly Dao Gate for a few days, not only was he unable to break through the restriction in the depths of the Burial God Forest, he was also unable to break through this mysterious soldier, which made him look desperate.

It seems that he can't escape this space, he can only be trapped here to death.

"Mo Chen, come out, get out!" Ba Qianqiu, who was about to collapse, roared inside the Heavenly Dao Gate.

He knew that this was Mo Chen's Xuanbing space. At this moment, he still had a glimmer of hope. As long as he controlled Mo Chen, he would have a chance to escape, so he wanted to force Mo Chen out.

However, no matter how much he roared, the surrounding area was still silent, without the slightest sound coming.

Another few days passed, and Ba Qianqiu was tortured to despair, he sat on the ground decadently, at a loss for what to do.

Suddenly, a ray of brilliance shone from his side, Mo Chen's figure gradually solidified, and at the same time, the figures of Song Feiyang and others also appeared.

"Mo Chen!"

Ba Qianqiu suddenly raised his head, with endless anger on his face, his eyes were about to shoot out substantial sparks, and he rushed out without saying a word, the broad knife in his hand burst into a breathtaking light, and went straight to Mo Chen. go.

"Zheng!"

There was a clanging sound, and Song Feiyang appeared in front of Mo Chen, with his palm sticking out, a palm print shot up into the air, and directly grabbed the blade light, no matter how hard Ba Qianqiu tried, it was difficult to make an inch of it.

"Mo Chen, what is the skill of hiding behind the strong, if you have the guts to come out and fight." Ba Qianqiu roared angrily, wanting to provoke Mo Chen, now his only hope is to take Mo Chen down.

Mo Chen sneered, "Fight with you? Thanks to what you said, the Sect Master of the Tyrannical Sword Sect, the ninth-level powerhouse of Emperor Zun, wants to fight a rising star, don't you feel ashamed? When you chased me back then, why did you not fight?" Not to mention the first battle, now that we have a lot of people, you want to single out? Is there such a good thing in the world?"

"Coward!" Ba Qianqiu stared at Mo Chen firmly, and kept agitating.

Mo Chen smiled disdainfully, "Whatever you say, I don't have time to chat with you, I will continue to practice after killing you."

Although Ba Qianqiu was so angry that he almost despaired, he couldn't help but tremble when he heard Mo Chen's murderous words.

"Don't beat him to death." Mo Chen said to Liang Wenyao and the others, and then saw Liang Wenyao and the others swooped out, heading straight to Ba Qianqiu to kill them.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough. Even if I die, you don't have to think about it." Ba Qianqiu knew that there was no hope, and his face became resolute, his vitality surged wildly, and he was about to start desperately.

"In my territory, it's not your turn to be presumptuous." Mo Chen snorted coldly, and then saw an invisible force enveloping Ba Qianqiu. After a few pricks, he quickly languished.

"What's going on?" Ba Qianqiu turned pale with shock.

Mo Chen sneered: "This is my young master's Xuanbing space. I am the master here and control the rules here."

Ba Qianqiu was desperate, really desperate.

Unable to break through this space, and unable to use his vitality as he wished, he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Liang Wenyao and the others rushed over, without much energy fluctuations, they directly knocked him away, and then they punched and kicked, and landed on him.

Ba Qianqiu wanted to laugh, but it was a wry smile. The majestic master of Ba Dao Sect, Emperor Zun's ninth-level powerhouse, did not die under the powerful attack, but was beaten to death with a punch and a leg. It is really sad to die.

After an unknown amount of time, Ba Qianqiu was lying there covered in blood, his whole body was twitching continuously, and his sanity was long gone.

Mo Chen came over, looked at Ba Qianqiu who was almost unconscious, with a strange smile on his lips, "It's too cheap to kill you like this."

After the words fell, Mo Chen stretched out his palm, and directly sucked Ba Qianqiu's body up, and a series of deep runes fell down his palm onto the top of Ba Qianqiu's head, which seemed to be some powerful imprint.

"Young Master Chen, do you want to enslave him?" Liang Wenyao asked.

Mo Chen said: "His strength is not bad, he can still be a thug."

In fact, Mo Chen also has his own ideas. The power behind him is still too weak. Facing the Wuhun Palace, the Ghost Sect, the Emperor's Domain, and even the Inscription Pattern Palace, there is also the Taikoo that will explode at some point. In the battle, he seemed a little powerless.

Ba Qianqiu is not only powerful, but also the patriarch of Ba Dao Sect, it is not impossible to keep him alive.

Of course, the final decision rests with Ba Qianqiu, if he wants to die, Mo Chen doesn't care.

Soon, Mo Chen successfully carved the slave mark in Ba Qianqiu's body, and then walked aside.

"We have already arrived in the East China Sea." Mo Chen looked at Song Feiyang and said.

Song Feiyang's body visibly trembled slightly, and a complex color flashed across his pupils, but he quickly regained his composure and nodded in response.

"This trip to the East China Sea, our identities should not be revealed." Mo Chen continued.

"Okay." Song Feiyang understood what Mo Chen meant, and immediately changed into that Hengyan's appearance.

Seeing this, Pu Huaqing also began to change his appearance, turning into the appearance of Elder Qiu.

Whether it is Song Feiyang or Pu Huaqing, they can be regarded as famous people, especially Song Feiyang, people from the East China Sea, I am afraid that no one knows it, if they go there in their own form, they will be besieged and killed in an instant.

Afterwards, Dragon Snake flew towards this side with a figure, and threw it directly on the ground. It was Xie Pengfei, an outstanding genius of the young generation in Mingwen Palace.

Xie Pengfei's heart beat wildly, and he became vigilant instinctively, but the fear in his heart still couldn't help but spread.

"I heard that this person is your registered disciple, how to deal with it is up to you." Mo Chen looked at Song Feiyang and said.

If it wasn't for Song Feiyang's face, Mo Chen would have dealt with Xie Pengfei long ago, but he said that he would hand it over to Song Feiyang himself.

Xie Pengfei looked at Mo Chen helplessly, and then looked at Song Feiyang with a little guilt, "I'm sorry Master, so I won't bother Master to do it myself."

While speaking, Xie Pengfei's body shook directly, wanting to shatter his meridians and disperse his consciousness to die.

He knew that everything he did could not be forgiven. Although from his point of view, he did nothing wrong, but the winner was the king and the loser was Kou. If he was arrested, the end should be death.

"boom!"

The moment Xie Pengfei made his move, Song Feiyang scattered Xie Pengfei's strength and prevented him from committing suicide.

Xie Pengfei's body shook suddenly, and he fell backwards, looking at Song Feiyang in amazement.

Afterwards, a bitter smile appeared on his face, "Forget it, it seems that if you want to die quickly, you can't do it. If that's the case, it's up to you."

Song Feiyang said: "Although you are my registered disciple, I have never taught you for so many years. It is my fault. And you did not forgive me, but you just obeyed the order of Mingwen Palace to deal with Mo Chen and me. From now on, you are no longer my registered disciple, and life and death have nothing to do with me."

Xie Pengfei opened his eyes, with a complicated look in them.

He never thought that his master would let him go after doing such a thing.

Mo Chen sighed softly in his heart, in fact, he knew from the beginning that Song Feiyang would not kill Xie Pengfei.

Moreover, this Xie Pengfei is not the kind of heinous person who must be killed.

Xie Pengfei did use Song Feiyang to deal with him, but it was only against him. It can be said that he was ordered by the Mingwen Palace, but for Song Feiyang, he did not frame him, and he even cared a little, otherwise he would be in the attic. In the future, he would not ask Ma Yingjie about his master's safety.

"Although you and I have nothing to do with each other and have no status as a master, you already know Mo Chen's identity, so you can't leave this place for the time being. Before Mo Chen's identity is announced to the world, you need to stay." Song Feiyang continued.

"Master!"

Xie Pengfei suddenly straightened his body and bowed deeply to Song Feiyang.

From the bottom of his heart, he was actually jealous of Mo Chen.

He is the only disciple of Song Feiyang, but Song Feiyang has never taught him, and he has not even spoken a word to him. The first time he walked down Nanshan in decades, it was because of Mo Chen, and Mingwen Palace asked Song Feiyang tried his best to cover up the matter of Mo Chen, which made him jealous of Mo Chen.

So Zaihui promised Mingwen Palace to deal with Mo Chen.

But now that he knew Mo Chen's identity, how could he feel jealous, and Song Feiyang not only did not blame him, but admitted that he was ashamed of him, which made his heart tremble suddenly.

"It is the disciple who is unfilial and has betrayed the master. I also hope that the master can take back his life so that the disciple can stand beside the master." Xie Pengfei kowtowed three times to Song Feiyang, and blood flowed down his forehead on the ground.

Song Feiyang waved his hand and said: "You and I should not have the fate of master, so why should we be persistent."

Xie Pengfei said seriously: "Whether the master denies me as a disciple, in the disciple's heart, the master will always be my master, and the disciple is willing to spend the rest of his life guarding by the master's side."

Song Feiyang didn't continue to pay attention, turned around and walked towards the depths of Tiandaomen, letting Xie Pengfei kneel there.

Xie Pengfei didn't intend to get up either. It seemed that Song Feiyang wouldn't get up if he shouldn't.

Mo Chen shook his head lightly. This is a matter between their master and apprentice, so naturally he will not participate.

Suddenly, a sense of melancholy rose in Mo Chen's heart.

A proud figure suddenly appeared in his mind. Is he like Xie Pengfei, or is there another reason?
What Mo Chen thought of was naturally Zuo Qiuxuan, the most outstanding of his four major disciples.

In the imperial domain, Xinyang Zhengqiu is of the same vein, the master of the two sects of life and death.

Is this really what he wants?

Or, is there another reason?
"Ugh!"

After a long time, Mo Chen sighed deeply. The trip to the Emperor's Domain has been delayed again and again, so he must find time to go to the Emperor's Domain.

He glanced at Xie Pengfei, turned around and walked to the other side without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)