Chapter 1690 Qing Meng’s Voice Transmission

In Chu Fengmian's body, a jade talisman suddenly shone. This jade talisman was the liaison jade talisman in the Holy Dragon Sect.

Chu Fengmian injected a spiritual power into it, which transmitted Qing Meng's voice.

"Be careful of people from the Holy Court Sect!"

Chu Fengmian could hear some anxiety in Qing Meng's voice.

People from the Holy Court Sect? Could it be that the people from the Holy Court Sect took action against Senior Sister Qingmeng?

Chu Fengmian's eyes suddenly changed. Judging from the anxiety in Qing Meng's voice, it seemed that Qing Meng was in a lot of trouble.

And it seems that all this is the fault of the Holy Court Sect.

Originally, Chu Fengmian thought that Qingmeng and Emperor Yan were together, and that the two Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors would not be in any danger. It seemed that Chu Fengmian still thought that the hostility between the Holy Court Sect and the Holy Dragon Sect was too simple. .

"Senior Sister Qingmeng and Emperor Yan should still be in this hiding place."

Chu Fengmian once again injected spiritual power into the jade talisman.

Suddenly, an image appeared in Chu Fengmian's mind. Between these jade talismans, one could detect each other's position.

Chu Fengmian observed for a moment and saw Qing Meng and Yan Huang in this hiding place, only a hundred miles away from Chu Fengmian.

"Go over and have a look!"

Integrating the fragments of the Human Emperor Jar, there was no rush at this moment. With Qing Meng's character, it would have been impossible to notify Chu Fengmian with the jade talisman at this time unless he was in great danger.

Chu Fengmian collected the fragment of the Human Emperor Jar into the Sky Ring, and immediately turned it into a ray of light that traveled through the hiding place.

As Chu Fengmian's strength became stronger and stronger, the restrictions placed on Chu Fengmian by the Buddhist prohibition in this Tibetan area became lower and lower. Chu Fengmian arrived at a distance of a hundred miles in less than ten minutes. passed.

In a mountain range a hundred miles away, several figures shuttled back and forth among them, bursting out waves of spiritual power fluctuations.

There were obviously strong men fighting in it. The aftermath of this battle was extremely tyrannical. Many Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors watched this scene, but no one dared to enter it rashly.

Among them, the strength of the two warriors in this battle was the most dazzling. They were almost one against two, one against three, and they did not show weakness in the face of the siege of many ancient emperors.

However, the enemies of these two warriors included dozens of ancient emperors. The continuous pursuit and killing forced the two of them to keep running away to avoid fighting, unable to compete.

"Qingmeng, Emperor Yan."

Chu Fengmian glanced over and saw that the two warriors were Qing Meng and Yan Huang.

The auras of the two of them now are much more powerful than before entering this Tibetan land. They have almost reached the peak level of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, enough to be on equal footing with figures like Xiaoyao Wang Hanye. .

Especially the aura on Qing Meng's body is even higher than that of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor. He can be regarded as the overlord among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, just like Long Moruo.

As long as you take one step further, you will have the possibility of reaching the Half-Step Heavenly Realm.

Qingmeng is worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect, a peerless ancient emperor, with unparalleled qualifications. As long as he gets the opportunity, his strength will soar.

But two fists are no match for four hands.

Behind them, there were dozens of ancient emperors, chasing the two of them almost all the way.

Qing Meng and Yan Huang could only fight and retreat at the same time, unable to compete head-on.

"People from the Holy Court Sect!"

Seeing the costumes of these dozens of ancient emperors, Chu Fengmian understood their origins. They were all the holy sons of the Holy Court Sect.

No wonder Qing Meng would use the jade talisman to tell Chu Fengmian to be careful of the people from the Holy Courtyard Sect. It turned out that she and Emperor Yan were being hunted by these saintly sons of the Holy Courtyard Sect.

In terms of power, the Holy Court Sect can be regarded as the number one force in the Holy Dragon Secret Realm. Although the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect are defiant, their number is too small. Only geniuses and monsters are eligible to join.

Most of the geniuses in the Holy Dragon Secret Realm belong to the Holy Court Sect, which makes the Holy Court Sect powerful.

Among these dozens of ancient emperors, there are seven Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, but the power exuded from one of them is extremely tyrannical.

He is almost stronger than all the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors and stands at the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm. Even the overlords among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors like Long Moruo are not as powerful as this man. .

"What a powerful person. Among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, there is such a strong person?"

Chu Fengmian originally thought that a strong man like Long Moruo was already at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor.

But the ancient emperor in front of him was much more powerful than Long Moro in terms of strength.

Moreover, this person is extremely young, less than a hundred years old, and is considered an extremely young genius among the ancient emperors.

This young ancient emperor is the leader of this group of people. Under his orders, these ancient emperors have been chasing Qing Meng and Yan Huang.

"Qingmeng, you don't have to struggle anymore. The destruction of the Holy Dragon Sect is already doomed. Today you have taken refuge in me. As my woman, I can give you a way to survive!"

That young ancient emperor was extremely powerful. He sneered, and then waved his hand, condensing his spiritual power and turning it into a huge spiritual cage, sealing Qing Meng and Yan Huang inside.

"You're dreaming!"

Qing Meng heard the young ancient emperor's words and shouted angrily,

He turned around and said to Emperor Yan next to him, and immediately gathered his spiritual power and turned it into a green light, slashing towards the spiritual cage.

"Emperor Yan, let's attack together!"

This green light in Qing Meng's palm was like a sharp blade, capable of killing everything. But the moment it struck on the spiritual power cage, the spiritual power cage only shook and was not broken.

Emperor Yan took action at the same time, but with the same result. He was unable to break this spiritual pull.

This result made both Qing Meng and Yan Huang look extremely embarrassed.

"No need to waste your efforts. Except for that old guy Long Qianjue, the rest of the Holy Dragon Sect are just trash in front of me."

When the young man saw this scene, he snorted coldly.

"Or are you planning to count on that good-for-nothing Chu Fengmian to save you? That good-for-nothing is probably dead by now. When you die, you can reunite with him."

"Since you are so stubborn, I will kill you!"

The young ancient emperor gave a cold shout, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he burst out, his figure flashing, and he rushed over.

"Quickly retreat!"

The expressions of Qing Meng and Yan Huang suddenly changed, and they gathered their spiritual power to form a big barrier in front of them. There was a hint of despair in their eyes.