When Mo Sanlang heard that Sikong Nihong was attracted by a man named Jiangling, he was furious and ignored the guards patrolling in the distance and shouted softly at the figure outside the cell.

Listening to Mo Sanlang's unhappy roar, the figure outside the prison pond pondered for a moment and replied seriously: Jiangling is the leader of the most powerful force today and the emperor of the only dynasty in the world.

He pondered for a while, thought carefully before speaking: Is there any third young master who is handsome and charming? I am not sure if I am sure, but I am more capable than you.

Alas, hey! Mo Sanlang was so angry that he raised a finger and pointed it at him, his lips trembling.

What's wrong, Master Third? The killer leader outside looked at Mo Sanlang strangely.

Can you respect me? I am your boss? Do you know that if I continue with just one word, you will be able to fall to the ground? Can you scare you to the point of urination?

As soon as Mo Sanlang said this, the killers outside the cell suddenly applauded in unison.

Congratulations to the third young master for learning two new idioms, the head fell to the ground and the fart was pissed. The leader's hands led the head in surprise and shouted.

Damn, you guys are so angry that I was so angry that Mo Sanlang asked him again, "How come that person named Jiangling is more capable than me?"

Third Young Master, he is different from you. You are the second generation of the emperor and a playboy, but he started from scratch and founded Feixian Mountain, and he just conquered the fierce object, Blood Dragon Vein.

Speaking of this, the killer's leader's tone was slightly deeper, and he lowered his voice and whispered in Mo Sanlang's ear: The man named Jiangling was also arrested by the Sikong Empire, but he didn't know where he was imprisoned.

Oh? Mo Sanlang raised his eyebrows slightly, and that guy was actually caught.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn around and glance around, sweeping around the prison.

Humph, Jiangling is right, it’s better not let me touch you, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude to you! Okay, you go. Mo Sanlang waved to the killers outside the cell.

Third Young Master, do you still don’t want to come out this time?

Well, you guys will come back in a few days.

With the abilities of these killers, it would be easy to rescue Mo Sanlang.

While they were talking, Jiang Ling also heard it, his face slightly strange.

At this time, Mo Sanlang also saw Jiangling and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: When you introduced yourself, what did you say the name is? It sounds very similar to the two words Jiangling.

It is just pronounced as audio and video. Jiangling said casually.

Well, looking at your slapped look, it doesn’t look like the emperor Jiangling. Mo Sanlang smiled faintly.

Jiang Ling's lips twitched slightly, ignoring him.

Something happened outside. At this time, the sky outside the cell said solemnly.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Mo Sanlang's attention was also attracted, and he pricked up his ears and listened.

What's going on? Jiangling asked with a calm face.

It was the Sikong Empire who caused trouble and arrested many kings and leaders from outside. I don’t know if there was any conspiracy, but we are still investigating.

This capture of the light of the face was unimaginable. Even the Hemantian of the Dongxu period was captured to the Sikong Empire.

Even the Kong Void Period cannot resist, you can imagine the power of the Sikong Empire.

Jiangling is not worried about Feixian Mountain. He has transformed himself into a guard, and the blood sea is paved, even if it is gone in the Cave Void Period, it will be in vain.

Let's save you now. God will take action after he said that, but Jiangling refused.

Don't rush to go out, you can go down first. Jiang Ling smiled slightly while pondering and replied casually.

He was curious about what the Sikong Empire had to do, so he simply stayed to take a look.

The Tianqun Killer bowed his head to Jiangling, and then disappeared strangely.

If Jiangling really wants to leave, there is no need for heaven to come and rescue him.

As soon as Tian left, Mo Sanlang punched Jiangling enviously: Yes, buddy, your secret line organization is much better than mine, and it is obvious that it is a material for doing serious business.

Isn’t the secret line just doing serious business? Jiang Ling looked at him strangely.

It’s not like the sluts under my command. Mo Sanlang snorted and said, “I’ll tell you that this management force is like doing business. If the subordinates get their wages, they will lose their energy…

He began to talk to Jiangling about business methods again, and said that he would really inherit the empire in the future and develop a performance review system.

Jiang Ling was so angry that he automatically blocked his voice.

As expected, as God said, more and more kings and leaders were arrested and imprisoned.

In the next five days, countless leaders of unknown forces were arrested and countless.

The power of the Sikong Empire is far beyond everyone's imagination. It is worthy of being an empire that is above the dynasty. It has been secretly developed for more than 5,000 years. The entire empire has become a world of its own and has a strong foundation.

Jiang Ling did not pay much attention to these miscellaneous matters. He wanted to suppress the dragon veins in his body with all his might and must refine the dragon veins as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be a pity that he could not use energy when facing the conspiracy of the Sikong Empire.

There was only the last trace of the dragon vein that had not been refined, but this last consciousness was surprisingly tenacious and had been struggling.

Jiangling has been trying to refine it forcibly these days, but the progress is very slow. After all, that dragon vein is equivalent to ten main veins, and it is not that easy to refine.

Time passed quietly for 10 days, and the leaders of the forces arrested in the prison increased several times. Everyone's heart was heavy, and they didn't know what would be waiting for them.

Suddenly, a large group of people walked into the prison, leading by Sikong Ye.

Today he was wearing an eight-clawed dragon robe. Usually only the royal family with a very high status can wear this kind of dragon robe. Like a real king, he was wearing a nine-clawed dragon robe.

He took them all away, and with a wave of his hand, who dared to resist, killed them on the spot.

Sikongye's cultivation level was higher than Sikong Neon. Under his guard, no one resisted. They all obediently walked out of the prison and were taken to the ground.

Guess what will happen later? Mo Sanlang said softly in Jiangling's ear.

Jiang Ling shook his head gently, and he was also very curious. He probably would have known the reason for arresting so many leaders of power.

Sikongye stood beside him and saw Jiang Ling in the crowd. His face suddenly darkened, with cold light in his eyes, and a strange smile rose slightly, showing a slightly strange smile.

However, after Jiangling and other people were taken to the surface, they found that the Sikong Empire today was different, with people everywhere, as if everyone in the empire had appeared.

Those people stood in front of various buildings, all looking at Jiangling and others, with crazy eyes showing their eyes, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Soon, under the gaze of the crowd, Jiangling and the others were taken to a vast square.

This is already the martial arts field of the Sikong Empire, so big that it cannot be seen at a glance. Only the empire has the ability to build such a large martial arts field.

The martial arts venue was surrounded by army, each of which was a tough guy elite who had come from the pile of dead people.

Above the martial arts field, there are two golden dragon thrones.

The descendant Sikongye respectfully invites the ancestor Emperor Pillar to come.

Sikongye walked to the front of the crowd, pointed his finger at the eyebrows, and in an instant, a wisp of blood overflowed.

Blood seeps out along the forehead and automatically hangs in the air.

Buzz.

In an instant, the golden light in the air automatically gathered over, merged with the blood, and then exploded with a bang.

As the blood splashed, the space suddenly swayed. After a moment, a golden pillar exuding a mighty pressure fell from the sky and fell in front of everyone.

The pillar is so high that it cannot be seen at the top. It is carved with real dragon patterns all over the body, and there is a dragon-shaped airflow vaguely wandering on the surface of the pillar.

This is the Great Emperor Pillar in Sikong Ye’s mouth.

After the appearance of the Great Emperor Pillar, it attracted the attention of countless people, and the atmosphere in the field was pushed to its peak.

And at this moment, a large group of guards came from both sides with a calm face, arrayed in two rows, arranged in a line.

Immediately afterwards, a proud woman in a dragon robe with black ink pattern and black lip gloss walked all the way to the throne and sat down slowly.

Sikong Neon? Jiangling frowned when he saw it.

Her dress today is completely different from usual, and her temperament has changed, becoming less like her.

Today she feels evil and cold, not as cold and arrogant as before.

And just as Jiangling's doubts were made, another figure entered the square.

She wore a dragon robe with gold edges and red base, a phoenix crown on her head, and a big red lip gloss applied to her, and entered the square.

This, this is!

Jiang Ling suddenly opened his eyes in horror.

The second Sikong Neon!
Chapter completed!