Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Crossing the tribulation thunder ninety-nine and 81 times, it took longer than Duan Lang expected to split, and it took two full days to stop.

Two days later, the last thunder fell, and the robbery clouds seemed to be blown away by a strong wind, and the gloomy sky instantly became clear again.

Duan Lang waited for a while, but he didn't see any surge of aura, so he asked Mo Yuan strangely, "What's going on?"

If Da Neng Jie succeeds, spiritual energy will surely descend from the sky, Xiangyun congratulates, why is it so silent now.

But if there is no success, Tianlei will definitely not split enough.

Mo Yuan glanced at the direction where the robbery cloud had dispersed, and said in a mocking tone, "Fake crossing the robbery period."

Duan Lang blinked, and decided not to be ashamed to ask, "What is the false crossing period?"

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang indifferently, and it was rare that he didn't sneer at him, "Those who have reached the cultivation level and passed the thunder tribulation, but have not successfully promoted to the transcending tribulation stage are called pseudo-tribulation-crossing stages."

The reason is either that the people who crossed the catastrophe used too many magical weapons to resist the thunder, and their bodies were not tempered enough.Either the cultivation base was not correct, and he used sorcery and secret methods to forcibly improve his cultivation base.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Duan Lang again.

For so many years, the person in front of him is the easiest one for him to see Transition Jie. Sure enough, the Phoenix family is different.

Duan Lang was baffled by Mo Yuan's look, and subconsciously wiped his face, "Why do you see me like that?"

Could it be that he suddenly felt that he was extremely handsome and decided to let go of the hatred in his heart?

It would be great if this is the case, after all he looks like Pan An, who can be as aggressive as Mo Yuan, who always tortures him ruthlessly.

The thunder calamity dispersed, and so did the beasts in Beiman Mountain.

Duan Lang and Mo Yuan waited on the tree for a while, and when all the monsters were gone, they jumped down from the tree, threw out the flying magic weapon, and continued walking deep into the mountain.

I met a few high-level monsters on the road, and I beat the ones I could beat, and avoided the ones I couldn't.Two days later, they finally arrived at the place they left off last time.

Duan Lang jumped down from the flying magic weapon, glanced at the cave with his spiritual sense, and his expression changed slightly.

The formation that was originally arranged was destroyed by someone, and there were obvious signs of fighting at the door, and Su Mei was not there at all.

Mo Yuan put away the flying magic weapon and came over. Seeing this, his face darkened. He opened his legs and strode into the cave.

Duan Lang hurriedly followed.

The inside of the cave was even more chaotic than the entrance. Apart from footprints and traces of fighting, there were scattered bloodstains.

Su Mei obviously had an accident.

Mo Yuan walked around the cave with a sullen face, and finally moved his gaze to the mountain wall inside.

At the same time, there were traces of fighting there. It was unclear whether the wall was scratched by a sword or something else, but there were traces of different shades.

But in an inconspicuous position in the corner, there is a word engraved.As if afraid of being discovered by others, the words are engraved very shallow and very hidden. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

Duan Lang went straight over, carefully identified it for a while, and frowned, "It seems to be a Chen character? Could it be Chen Siyuan?"

Mo Yuan stared at that Chen Zi, his face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.After a while, he turned around and walked out of the cave, with a cold voice, "Go to Beiling City to have a look."

If Su Mei was really lured away by Chen Siyuan, with Chen Siyuan's method, she must be in danger.

Duan Lang's mood instantly became very heavy.

Without saying much, they left the cave, and the two of them boarded the flying magic weapon and flew straight to Beiling City.

Because they were worried about Su Mei, they didn't talk much along the way.

Five days later, they arrived at the gate of Beiling City.

Duan Lang looked at the city gate full of pedestrians, and asked with a frown, "What if Chen Siyuan doesn't make friends?"

There is a high probability that Su Mei was taken away by Chen Siyuan. Although I don't know how they bumped into each other, but Beiling City is Chen Siyuan's territory, and Chen Wankong has just been promoted to the tribulation stage, even if it is a fake tribulation, his strength is very strong. Tough, they are likely to refuse to make friends, or deny it outright.

Also there is a worst possibility...

Duan Lang didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Mo Yuan's slender palms were slightly closed, and the small boat-like flying instrument quickly shrank, and after it floated into his palm, he put it into the storage bag.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the plaque with the words Beiling City hanging on the city wall, and said casually: "Then kill Chen Siyuan."

Duan Lang didn't say a word, acquiescing to Mo Yuan's words.

If something really happened to Su Mei, killing Chen Siyuan was nothing, he wished he could get rid of Chen Wankong too.

He only hoped that Chen Siyuan's grandson had only tortured Su Mei instead of killing her.

Because Chen Wankong failed to advance to the next level, the atmosphere in the entire Beiling City seemed very delicate. When everyone was talking, their eyes always involuntarily glanced in the direction of Chen's house.

Chen Siyuan has been domineering for a long time, and the original people of Beiling City complained about him a lot. Seeing Chen Wankong's misfortune, he was naturally happy.

When Duan Lang and Mo Yuan arrived at the door of Chen's house, they found that the surroundings were empty and almost no one dared to approach.

There were two guards standing at the gate, when they saw them, they shouted loudly: "Stop, no one else can come near."

Mo Yuan didn't lift his eyelids, a wave of devilish energy popped out from his fingertips and rushed straight towards him.

The person who yelled felt his neck go cold, and something flew out. Before he could realize that his neck had been cut, he let out two chokes and died.

After he died, blood spewed out from his neck like a spring, spraying everywhere.

Mo Yuan walked over slowly, like stepping on a watermelon, he stomped on the man's head, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at another guard.

"If you don't want to die, just open the door."

A protective formation was set up at the entrance of the Chen residence, and to enter, one had to use a token to open it.

The guard was so frightened by Mo Yuan's brutal and brutal methods that he almost lost his soul. He didn't even look at his companion's body, tremblingly took out a token from his pocket, and put it on the formation with trembling hands.

With a creak, the door slowly opened.

Mo Yuan flicked his fingertips to wipe off the blood on his feet, and asked, "Where is Chen Siyuan?"

The guard thought Mo Yuan was going to kill him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he sat down on the ground, a foul smell came out from his crotch.

"No... don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Mo Yuan frowned impatiently, and raised his palm to search for the soul.

Duan Lang quickly grabbed Mo Yuan's hand, "Look for Su Mei first. We don't want to kill you, we only look for Chen Siyuan."

The latter sentence was addressed to the guard.

The guard finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "It's... the Xingling Pavilion in the middle."

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang, withdrew his hand, and walked towards the Chen residence.

Duan Lang knew that Mo Yuan was blaming himself for blocking him, but Chen Siyuan did it, and it had nothing to do with these two guards, so why bother to kill them.

The Chen Mansion is very large and recruits quite a few monks.

Seeing Mo Yuan and Duan Lang barging in, they were all shocked, and they took up their weapons and started to greet each other.

The demonic energy in Mo Yuan's palm turned into a big knife, like cutting watermelon, beheading all the heads of those who rushed up, Mo Yuan's eyes were as cold as ice. "I'm looking for Chen Siyuan, you guys try to block it again."

Among these monks, there are many monks in the Nascent Soul stage. After discovering that Mo Yuan's cultivation was unfathomable, they all stopped.

They just take money to do things, there is no need to send their lives out.

Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes, pointed at one of them casually, and said, "Take me to Xingling Pavilion."

The man looked around and realized that Mo Yuan was referring to himself, and couldn't help showing despair.

He swallowed a mouthful of drowsiness, and walked out with trembling legs, "Senior... this way please, senior."

The Chen Mansion is very large, and the construction is extremely luxurious. The courtyard is full of artificial mountains, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions.

Duan Lang and Mo Yuan, led by that person, quickly came to the luxuriously furnished Xingzhang Pavilion in the middle.

There were also two guards standing at the door, their cultivations turned out to be Golden Core stage.

Seeing that person bringing Duan Lang and Mo Yuan over, one of them gave them a disdainful look, and said in a very rude tone, "My lord is working on business, I hope no one can go in."

Duan Lang didn't wait for Mo Yuan to make a move, Xing Lingjian shot a ray of light, directly cut off the man's arm, his handsome face was as cold as ice.

"Open the door."

The man was startled and angry, and he opened his mouth to call out, but before he could call out, he felt a pain in his chest.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and saw a big hole in his chest, which became empty.

Duan Lang took the initiative to take the initiative, just to save that person's life, he did not expect him to be so dishonest.

But he didn't have any sympathy for that person, as long as he thought that these people were also involved in the capture of Su Mei, he couldn't sympathize.Chen Siyuan is evil, but these people who took his money and worked for him are not good things.

The other one was very winking this time, and before Mo Yuan could say it again, he opened the door with a token.

Duan Lang and Mo Yuan walked in, and found that it was also very large, with many water pavilions and halls.

Mo Yuan glanced at it with his divine sense, ignored the person who brought them over, and strode towards the innermost attic.

The old Liu who was guarding the door of the attic was the one he had seen last time.

Seeing Mo Yuan and Duan Lang in front of him, he was shocked.Without even saying a word, he flew up and fled.

The devilish energy in Mo Yuan's palm turned into a big knife, cut off Lao Liu's leg with one blow, watched him fall to the ground in pain, and said in a dark voice, "Where's Su Mei?"

Lao Liu was sweating profusely from the pain, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Mo Yuan cut off Lao Liu's arms again, "Where are my people?"

Lao Liu let out a scream, and finally gained strength, "In...inside...'s bedroom."

Duan Lang made two steps in three steps, and quickly rushed into the innermost bedroom. When he saw the situation on the bed, his eyes burst into tears.

Su Mei was naked and lay dying on the bed. Her body was covered with all kinds of scars. Her originally charming face was like an old woman's, wrinkled and full of gray hair.

Chen Siyuan was lying on her body, bobbing up and down like a dog, with his eyes closed, with a satisfied expression on his face.

A strong killing intent surged in Duan Lang's heart, he almost didn't think about it, and greeted Chen Siyuan fiercely with the Xingling Sword in his hand.

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Thank you Lin Yingyao and Yan Xia for reminding you to change tickets, and thank you Xiaoqi for her love of learning! , trip. .

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