The first thousand two hundred and seventy-ninth chapters meet the black scales again
Chapter 1,296 The First Person Under the Envoy of God
The saints gathered in Leiling Mountain now all represent an ancient family. The Murong family will not take them seriously, but they have to avoid the teacher behind the girl.
The members of the Murong family, facing the cold and disdainful eyes of the saints, clenched their fists and dared not speak out in anger. This was the humiliation of their Murong family, but they were unable to avenge their shame. Murong Leiting endured the anger in his heart.
, asked again: "Liu Shengren, don't you think you are too rude?"
"Nv Sheng Yang, if this is City Lord Mo's intention, we will naturally give City Lord Mo his face and leave today, but Leiling Mountain will eventually change hands, it's just a matter of sooner or later." Liu Shengren said coldly, City Lord Mo
It is possible to protect the Murong family for a while, but it is impossible to protect it forever.
There are capable families who live in the blessed land, but the Murong family simply does not have that ability. Even if City Lord Mo wants to protect it, no one will be convinced. As the City Lord, Mo Xi will never do such a stupid thing due to public anger. Saints
I also believe that it is impossible for a super ancient family like the Mo family to set their sights on a place like Leiling Mountain.
"I came here at the invitation of the Murong family, that's all." The girl said calmly.
"That's the best. For the sake of you, Lady Saint Yang, as long as the Murong family is sensible, they can leave." Liu Shengren said. From this point on, he has never looked at Murong Leiting, the current head of the Murong family, and even directly
The order to expel the Murong family was issued because the girl said it more tactfully. Otherwise, I am afraid there would only be one word: Get out!
Murong Leiting said angrily: "Liu Shengren, Leiling Mountain is the clan land passed down by our Ye Luo ancestors. Why do you just say a word and let our Murong family give up the clan land to us? Don't you think you are going too far?"
"Why?" Liu Shengren smiled coldly, glanced at Murong Leiting, and said sarcastically: "You might as well ask everyone present why the Murong family relies on Leiling Mountain." Dozens of saints remained silent, and did not agree with Liu.
No one objected to the saint's words. The coldness and disdain in his eyes made their attitude clear. Since City Lord Mo has no intention of standing up for the Murong family, they are destined to remove the Murong family from Leiling Mountain today.
Remove your name!
"Everyone, do you have the same goal as Liu Shengren, do you want to rob Leiling Mountain?" Murong Leiting asked, eyes flashing with lightning from anger.
"Murong Leiting, do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? There is no need to explain some things too clearly..." Liu Shengren shook his head and sneered, and instantly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The sharp sword energy shot up into the sky, slashing
The stone monument of the Murong clan in front of Xiangshan Gate.
All the saints looked on with cold eyes and had no intention of helping. Saint Liu just helped them do what they wanted to do. Ever since Murong Yeluo died, the so-called Murong clan has been a complete joke. This
This stone monument should have been demolished hundreds of years ago!
There was a sneer at the corner of Liu Shengren's mouth. He wanted to see how stupid Murong Leiting would go to protect the mountain gate that symbolized the honor of the Murong family. He was confident that if Murong Leiting intercepted, he would be killed or injured. The veteran leader
The saint and the new saint are not at the same level at all!
What surprised everyone was that Murong Leiting looked at the sword calmly without any sign of taking action. Could it be that Yang Wanjun would take the sword on behalf of the Murong family? But when they turned their attention to Yang Wanjun, they found that the latter
He also had no intention of taking action.
‘Have the Murong clan finally figured it out? They gave up the so-called family honor and chose to continue living in poverty?’ The saints immediately came up with this idea.
We can't say that Murong Leiting is stupid. On the contrary, this is the wisest choice. At least he can retain the last bit of his family's blood, and it is better to die than to live. But in this way, the Murong family will completely become a joke in Qinglong City, even for a small family of the ninth rank.
An existence that can be despised at will, a family that can even give up its family honor, living is equivalent to death...
Just when the Murong Mountain Gate was about to be destroyed, a weak thunderstorm fell from the sky and passed by in a flash, hitting the sword energy. The Murong family's mountain gate was saved from danger, and it still stands at the foot of Leiling Mountain with traces of vicissitudes of life.
"How is it possible? Coincidence, this is definitely just a coincidence!" Liu Shengren said angrily. It's not that he didn't consider that it was not a coincidence, but someone secretly took action. However, the art of using thunder to fend off enemies has always been the specialty of the Murong family.
Now the only saint is Murong Leiting. He absolutely does not believe in the sword energy that contains his own laws. He was actually cracked by Murong Leiting so easily. This time, he became the laughing stock among the saints.
Liu Shengren swung his sword again, this time with anger, and the power was at least several times greater than before. The cold wind was biting, and the sword energy containing the tearing law of wind condensed into a heavenly net, covering the mountain gate together with Murong Lei.
, He didn't care what happened just now, but it undoubtedly angered him, and he needed holy blood to calm the anger in his heart. Yang Wanjun did not dare to move, but Murong Leiting had no scruples.
The sword net had just taken shape, but before it could erupt, another bolt of lightning fell from the sky. It was pure white and flawless. It seemed weak, but it contained terrifying power. It pierced the sword net in an instant and hit Liu Shengren with undiminished power.
A scene that chilled the hearts of the saints present appeared. After being struck by lightning, Saint Liu, who still had an angry face, was instantly annihilated and turned into a pile of pitch-black powder. He disappeared with the wind, leaving no trace of his existence!
A living, established saint was actually killed like this. Is this the power of God? No, absolutely impossible! If the first time can be said to be a coincidence, then Saint Liu was struck by lightning twice in a row, and each time was heavier than the last.
The second blow was not even able to resist and turned into ashes. All the saints tacitly stayed away from the Murong Mountain Gate and looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky with fear.
In the thunder pillar that reaches the sky, the saints vaguely saw a figure. When did the Murong family actually hide such a master? No family in Qinglong City knew about it. This must have been hidden too deeply. He could be destroyed with one move.
It is thought that a veteran saint has definitely reached the power of a divine envoy, but what makes people wonder is why the Murong family has such a master, and has suffered all kinds of injustices in the city for hundreds of years, and has been reduced to the level of a ninth-rate family. Could it be that
Are they really the MM family?
The saint was wiped out by the wind, and only five people could remain calm, Zheng Feng, Yatou, Murong's father and daughter, and Murong Leiting. Even the Murong family members were surprised. They thought that Murong Leiting brought them down to defend to the death.
Shanmen had already made up their mind to attack the stone with an egg, but who knew that they could survive the desperate situation? They had no idea who the master was who was still willing to help the Murong family in this situation?
"Go away——!" Above the nine heavens, Yin Can's figure in the violent thunder column became more and more condensed, spitting out a cold word, full of murderous intent, and a thunderous thunder burst out from the sky, like the angry thunder god, besieging the thunder.
Even if the saints in Lingshan retreated a certain distance in advance, they were still unable to escape in the end. The moment the thunder suddenly appeared, their chests seemed to have been hit hard by the mountain, and they couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood under the severe pain all over their bodies.
Fear welled up in the hearts of the invading saints, and they forced dozens of high-ranking saints back with an angry cry. They had to be divine messengers, but in addition to fear, there was more disbelief in their eyes. This strange yet familiar voice and breath finally appeared.
It reminded them of a name that had been buried in the dust for five hundred years. Except for this person in the Murong family, there was absolutely no other person with such power. However, this person should not have existed in the world long ago...
"Murong Yeluo!!?" Who said this name? No one paid attention, because the moment they heard this name, it struck their hearts deeply. Five hundred years later, this name has almost been forgotten.
After five hundred years, this day finally appeared again!
"There are indeed people in the world who don't take our Murong clan seriously, but among those people... you are not included!" Murong Yeluo looked coldly into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Take your people immediately, where did they come from?
No matter where you go, I can't guarantee whether I can accurately control the intensity next time I take action."
"I didn't expect you were still alive..." After Murong Yeluo spoke, several figures appeared in the empty sky. They looked at Murong Yeluo with complicated eyes.
"The King of Hell didn't dare to take away my life, so I came back." Murong Yeluo laughed at himself. The appearance of several divine envoys did not make him feel a trace of fear. From his eyes with lightning flashes, he could even clearly see
Strong fighting spirit.
The two sides looked at each other wordlessly for a moment, and the old men frowned. They were not crazy enough to confront a peak quasi-divine who was about to survive the tribulation. Even if they succeeded in killing Murong Yeluo in the end, they would still have to pay a heavy price.
The price may be one person, two people, or more...
For them, the longer they live, the more they fear death. Murong Yeluo was known as the 'Thunder Light Sage' in Qinglong City five hundred years ago, the first person under the envoy of the gods. Maybe it was an exaggeration at first, but now...
"Evacuate!" The old men turned and left, leaving a helpless sigh. Five hundred years later, Murong Yeluo appeared again. They knew that from now on, there would be no Thunder Light Sage in Qinglong City, and his replacement would be...
…Thunder God Envoy!
If those saints had not known that the ancestor was secretly following them, they would have been unwilling to challenge Murong Yeluo after learning his identity. Five hundred years ago, Murong Yeluo was known as the first person under the envoy of the gods.
What will happen next year? Now that they have received permission from the ancestors of the clan, they immediately fled Leiling Mountain as if they had been granted amnesty.
It was not only the group of saints who escaped from Leiling Mountain, but also the members of the Murong family, led by Murong Leiting, who immediately evacuated the mountain gate. As time passed by, the sky of Leiling Mountain began to condense with shocking energy.
The thunder clouds in the heart and soul, the roar of divine thunder, seem to be about to destroy the world!