Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

Xianmeng does not exist in Baizhou.

The people of the hundred states all know the existence of the Immortal Alliance, but no one knows where the Immortal Alliance exists.

"Is this the Immortal Alliance?"

Mo Que took Yuchan, and after a few days, they came to the bottom of a big mountain.

The top of this mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, Immortal Qi is foggy, and the top of the mountain cannot be seen. Spiritual Qi is rich, like a fairyland.

Situ Qinghong had been waiting here for Mo Que in advance, his face was cold, and he said, "Have you found the body of Martial God?"

"No!" Mo Que shook his head and said, "I can't even get the Hall of Powers, how can I get it in just a few days?"

Situ Qinghong was expressionless, and he didn't know if he was suspicious, and said, "Come in with me."

After that, he took out a jade talisman and saw that the space in front of him was distorted, and then he stepped into it first.

"Chan'er, keep up!" Mo Que pulled Yuchan over and entered with her.

Stepping into the mountain, I saw that the scene in front of me suddenly became clear. It was clearly a mountain in front of me, but now it has become a vast world.

Not far away, there are powerful spirit birds soaring, and giant beasts like mountains are running on the ground.

The richness of Spiritual Qi here is even more pore-relaxing.

"Is this a fairyland?" Chan'er was stunned, she had never seen a place where Spiritual Qi was so strong.

"The mountain just now is just a magic formation. The Immortal Alliance has long been isolated from the world and has become another world." Situ Qinghong said indifferently.

"The king's blood, the thousand-year-old Spiritual herbs..." Mo Que is also considered to be from the imperial family and has seen many treasures, but he was also secretly surprised when he walked here.

I saw the rare king-blooded creatures in the Baizhou, which can be seen everywhere here. Although those thousand-year-old Spiritual herbs are not comparable to the king-blooded creatures, they are better in number.

"Are these grasses valuable?" Yuchan asked Mo Que, blinking her eyes.

"It's very precious!" Mo Que nodded, but what he thought was that if these Spiritual herbs were brought back to the Martial Hall and trained for the disciples of the Martial Hall, why would Martial Dao not be able to prosper?

"These spirit beasts are all raised in the alliance, and spiritual medicines here are also cultivated by special people." Situ Qinghong said casually: "The Spiritual Qi here is ten times that of the outside world, and it is not enough to cultivate Spiritual herbs for thousands of years. What a problem."

Just as he was talking, several figures flew over from the horizon, all young men and women, all of them handsome.

"Senior Brother Situ!" Several people saluted Situ Qinghong, then looked at Mo Que, with an indescribable arrogance in their expressions, and said, "This person is tied for the first place with Mo Shang, how extraordinary it is rumored by the outside world. Mo Que?"

They looked at Mo Que casually, as if watching something new.

Mo Que knew at a glance that these people actually had a strong Cultivation Base, at least they were in the Realm, and one of them had entered the King Realm.

Born in such a place rich in Spiritual Qi, these people from the Immortal League are naturally superior to others, and naturally they do not put people from the Baizhou in their eyes.

"It seems that this person is not very good. He has a mediocre breath, but he can actually win the first place on the Haori List?" One of the young women who was very charming and unusually said casually, showing contempt for Mo Que.

"After all, it's an ant born in Baizhou. Naturally, it can't compare with those of us who were born in the Immortal League!" The only young man with the strength of the king also said.

At this time, Mo Que did not draw the power of heaven and earth into his body. With only a martial body, naturally not everyone could see the mystery of his body. He was too lazy to care about these people, but Yuchan on the side said angrily: "Martial King's strength is stronger than all of you combined, you are not even as good as a finger of him, what qualifications do you have to say that about him! "

She was young and innocent, but regardless of whether the other party was a member of the Immortal League, she only knew that these people looked down on Mo Que, which made her very angry.

"Is this your servant?" The charming woman's face darkened slightly, and she said, "A bastard born in Baizhou, who still entered the Immortal League as a servant, dares to disrespect us?"

"Mo Que, I want you to cut off this bitch's tongue and apologize to us!"

Chan'er was so frightened that she immediately hid behind Mo Que. Mo Que patted her on the head to appease her, and the little girl felt much more at ease. As if Mo Que was there, she was not afraid of anything.

"Mo Que, are you deaf? I want you to cut off her tongue!" There was no more charm on the charming woman's face, only a chill.

"The people of the Immortal Alliance are all so domineering?" Mo Que squinted and looked at these people.

Whether it was Ji Yunfei in the past, Situ Qinghong in the future, or the few ordinary disciples of the Immortal League now, they were obviously used to being aloof, talking and acting, each one being more domineering.

"We are the disciples of the Immortal Alliance, and it's something this cheap slave beside you can offend?" The woman's face was as cold as frost, and she said, "You bastards born in Baizhou, you are lucky enough to enter the Immortal Alliance for three lifetimes, and you dare to dare. To be presumptuous in the Immortal Alliance?"

The other young people, all of whom were gloomy and silent at this time, were obviously dissatisfied with Chan'er's words.

Mo Que looked at Situ Qinghong and saw that he was thinking, but he didn't see any intention to stop this matter.

"You haven't done it yet? Are you going to be the enemy of the disciples in the alliance when you have just entered the Immortal League?" The woman saw Mo Que's slow motion, her face even more ugly, and said: "If you can't do it, then let me personally Let's go!"

After that, she took a step forward and stretched out a hand to grab Chan'er behind Mo Que.

A cold glow appeared in Mo Que's eyes, and with a swish, he grabbed the woman's wrist.

"You dare to stop me?" The woman raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "You bastard, do you want to be the enemy of the Xianmeng?"

She is a bitch, no matter how broad-minded Mo Que is, it does not mean that she can be bullied by others!

With a click, Mo Que exerted a slight force in his hand, how domineering his martial art was, he directly crushed the woman's wrist.

"Ah—" The woman let out a shrill scream, her face full of shock and anger, and said, "You...you actually hurt me for a cheap slave!"

"Slave?" Mo Que said coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Do you really think that life is better than others, that being born in the Xianmeng means you can stand above all living beings?"

With a bang, he stretched out his finger and flicked it, and the force of his finger shook the woman upside down by dozens of feet.

When she landed, the woman was disheveled and her face was bruised. She was no longer reckless and charming, and her face was full of shock and fear.

Although she had heard that this Mo Que had always been lawless and daring, she never thought that he would actually attack the disciples of the Immortal Alliance for the sake of a servant he brought with him.

"Mo Que, you are so brave!"

The other young people obviously did not expect that Mo Que would dare to take action. The young man who owned the Cultivation Base of the King Realm had a chill on his face and said, "You actually took action against the disciples of the Immortal Alliance for a servant?"

"You don't agree?" Mo Que looked at the person and said, "If you don't agree, you can take action!"

"This is the Immortal Alliance!" The young man said with a gloomy face, "How dare you be in the Immortal Alliance, so unreasonable?"

"Reasonable?" Mo Que smiled disdainfully, "Is it because you spoke contempt for me, Chan'er just defended me, and you cut her tongue? Am I being unreasonable, or are you unreasonable?"

He shook his head lightly and said, "For people like you, it's only fitting to use your fists to reason!"