Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 1314 Heavenly Tribulation
"Second brother."

Yanzhi and Lijing walked aside, and Yanzhi suddenly called "Leijing".

"What's wrong?" Li Jing turned around and looked at Yan Zhi.

"Father, does he really want to start a war with the Celestial Clan?" Yan Zhi asked.

"Tomorrow will be a result." Li Jing sighed: "I don't think tomorrow will be easy, what do you think?"

"What do I think?" Rouge shook her head, "I hope there will be no war."

"Hehe." Li Jing smiled: "Is it possible that your little lover belongs to the Celestial Clan? You just think so."

"Second Brother!" Rouge gave Li Jing an annoyed look.

"Okay, okay." Li Jing said quickly: "It's okay if I don't talk about it. I can't change what is going on with the Yi Clan. I can only wait and see tomorrow."

"tomorrow."

Tomorrow will be the ceremony for his father, Jun Yijun Qingcang, to publicly recognize his son.

Rouge couldn't help shaking her head, she didn't know why, but felt uneasy in her heart.

"Let's go, the time is almost up, otherwise the elder brother will be suspicious." Li Jing said.

"Yeah." Rouge nodded.

At this time, Li Jing and Yan Zhi came from the side: "How about it, have you negotiated?"

"Well, it's all right." Yang Cong nodded.

"Then go back early." Li Jing said, "Drink some wine by the way."

He returned to his own residence, which can be regarded as Yang Cong's residence in Yijie these days.

Li Jing and Yang Cong drank wine, while Yan Zhi sat aside.

After drinking, Yang Cong was the only one left, and both Lijing and Rouge left.

"Hey tomorrow"

It depends on whether Mo Yuan will come tomorrow. If he comes, then the burden on Yang Cong will not be so heavy.

After all, this Wing Realm is not where Yang Cong can come and go freely.

Yijun Qingcang is not weaker than him, and even surpasses him.

The next day, Yang Cong was still practicing in the house, when suddenly there was the sound of weapons clashing outside.

The noise alarmed Yang Cong, and Yang Cong hurriedly opened the door of the house.

As soon as he arrived, a figure appeared in front of him.

"God Mo Yuan."

Seeing this figure in front of him, Yang Cong was extremely shocked.

"His Royal Highness, follow me first." Mo Yuan said.

"Okay." Yang Cong naturally understood what was going on.

He was also extremely shocked in his heart. After all, Si Yin said that he told Mo Yuan in his dream. Mo Yuan said he would come back today, but he did not expect to come.

With Mo Yuan here and Yang Cong, it can be said that no one in the entire Wing Realm can stop them.

Mo Yuan went to rescue Ling Yu, while Yang Cong went to rescue Si Yin.

After Yang Cong rescued Si Yin, he came to the altar of Daziming Palace.

Right here, just as Yang Cong arrived, he saw Mo Yuan fighting with Yi Jun Qing Cang.

As for Mo Yuan, he fought head-to-head with Yi Jun Qing Cang, very anxious.

Seeing this scene, a sword appeared in Yang Cong's hand instantly, and Si Yin at the side saw this and hurriedly pulled Yang Cong back: "What are you going to do?"

"Help your master, defeat that Qingcang!" Yang Cong rushed out with a long sword in his hand after saying that.

When Si Yin saw this scene, his face was full of worry.

"Here comes another one. Don't think of leaving today." Yijun Qingcang was fighting with Mo Yuan, and Yang Cong's sudden appearance also attracted his attention.

"You still want to stop us?" Yang Cong looked cold, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into hundreds of identical long swords floating in the air.

"Death to me!"

Yang Cong's expression flashed, and the hundreds of long swords around him instantly rushed towards Yijun Qingcang.

"You still want to hurt me with this little trick of yours?" Yijun Qingcang snorted coldly, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd as if he had entered the land of no one, and lifted Yang Cong's long sword away one after another.

Seeing that Yijun Qingcang perfectly blocked Yang Cong's move, but the next moment, everyone was extremely shocked when they saw the figure appearing beside Yijun Qingcang.

Without saying anything, Mo Yuan slashed at Yijun Qingcang with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

Yijun Qingcang was shocked, and immediately wanted to return to defense, but found that he was already under attack.

Once you defend against Mo Yuan, you will be pierced by thousands of swords, and if you defend against these ten thousand swords, you will be pierced by Mo Yuan's sword.

And in the end, I didn't know what Yijun Qingcang was thinking, he just grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with one hand and blocked Mo Yuan, while the other hand was opened, trying to resist Yang Cong with his own strength flying sword.

"boom"

"puff"

The next moment, Yijun Qingcang flew tens of meters away, clutching his chest and vomiting blood.

Without any hesitation, Mo Yuan immediately pulled Yang Cong: "Let's go."

On the other side, Ling Yu and Si Yin also came along.

Those Yi tribe guards saw that their king was seriously injured, no one dared to chase, they could only watch.

You must know that they can't even beat their own king, so if they go, they are going to die.

But Yang Cong and the others hadn't left for long when the two figures hurried over.

"Father..."

Seeing his father lying on the ground vomiting blood, there was a look of worry on his pretty face.

"Rouge. Take me back." The corner of Yi Jun Qingcang's mouth was covered with blood, it was obvious that the pain was serious.

"Okay." Rouge didn't think much about it.

After leaving the Wing Realm, he returned to Kunlun Xu.

Before Yang Cong could thank him, Mo Yuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which shocked Yang Cong.

It wasn't just Yang Cong who was shocked, Si Yin and Ling Yu beside him had their eyes wide open.

"Master. Master"

Si Yin quickly supported Mo Yuan.

"It's okay." Mo Yuan waved his hand.

"But." Just when Ling Yu was about to speak, there were bursts of thunder in the sky.

Seeing this, Mo Yuan turned pale, he knew exactly what it was.

And it wasn't just Mo Yuan who was there, Yang Cong knew it, and Ling Yu knew it too.

Seeing Mo Yuan like this, Yang Cong quickly said: "God Mo Yuan, I can't repay you for saving me. I think I will take care of the rest."

"No." Mo Yuan shook his head: "This calamity is extraordinary, if you resist alone, you will definitely lose your cultivation."

Yang Cong suddenly smiled: "Maybe Mo Yuan has forgotten how many years I have been practicing. This level of cultivation is just a waste of time for me."

"No." Mo Yuan was still unwilling.

Seeing this, Yang Cong yelled directly to Ling Yu: "Ling Yu, send your master back to heal your wounds, and I'll take care of the next thing."

"His Royal Highness." Ling Yu also looked at Yang Cong with some worry, but finally chose his own master.

Si Yin wanted to go with him, but was held back by Yang Cong.

"You don't want to go." Yang Cong said.

"Why." Si Yin's face was a little heavy: "My master is seriously injured, can't I even look at him?"

"It's not that you can't watch, but you still have to deal with your affairs." Yang Cong waved his hand, and Si Yin flew out in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Cong kept making seals with his hands, and golden light curtains appeared in front of Si Yin.

"Let me out! Let me out!" Si Yin kept patting the light curtain in front of him, trying to get out, but it was impossible.

"Boom. Boom"

(End of this chapter)