He took out the Nine Dragons Emperor Seal from the lake. It was a huge seal, taller and bigger than a person. It looked like the emperor's jade seal. Mo Liancheng held it in his hand and wanted to put it away, but he couldn't? The storage bag can't

Pack?

There was no greed in Mo Liancheng's eyes, just a touch of interest and curiosity.

He quickly exited the formation.

Here, it can last for another hour at most.

There will definitely be problems by then, and if there is any turmoil in the God Burial Valley formation, the old monster will definitely be alarmed.

"Xiao'an, do you know the Kowloon Emperor's Seal? Why can't I receive the storage bag? The seal is too big, how to get it?" Mo Liancheng felt it was a bit troublesome. If it can't be collected, it can't be carried out like this.

There will be trouble if you meet someone.

Xiaoan was excited, "I know, I know!"

Mo Liancheng handed the glowing golden Kowloon Emperor Seal to Xiaoan, "Take it and keep it. This is something that can save your father. "

"Yes, thank you." Xiaoan burst into tears with gratitude, but he did not forget about business. He used secret techniques to melt a drop of blood essence into the imperial seal. After a while, he controlled the Nine Dragons Imperial Seal. The huge imperial seal was in

His palm shrank, and then shrunk. The golden light surrounding it also converged to a certain extent.

"Hey, it was refined so quickly?" Mo Liancheng was also surprised.

"It's not refining, it's just a slight control. Have I told you that the Kowloon Emperor's Seal is our Xiao'an's inherited spiritual weapon. In that battle, our Xiao'an ancestor also died."

"Yeah." Mo Liancheng nodded and said nothing more.

Just as the two were about to leave.

Suddenly, Mo Liancheng felt something bad. Someone was really watching him, "Who is it? Come out?"

A figure suddenly appeared.

Xiaoan was shocked when he saw it, "It's Elder Li from Qingyun Palace?!"

It was an old man from Qingyun Palace. Mo Liancheng recognized it at a glance. It was the old man who led him into the Holy Land. He always stared at him every time. So it turned out that he was the one who kept staring at him?

The old man stared at Mo Liancheng with sharp eyes, "Who are you? What are your intentions in sneaking into the Holy Land?" After asking this, the old man looked at Xiaoan again, specifically at the Kowloon Emperor Seal in Xiaoan's hand, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

The dark greed and a hint of murderous intent are well hidden.

No matter how well you hide it, you can't escape Mo Liancheng's vicious eyes.

Mo Liancheng said calmly: "Elder, my name is Mo Xiaofan."

"I checked Mo Xiaofan's information. The information does not say that he is proficient in formations. Also, it is impossible for a teenage boy to be a master of the Qingxuan position. Even if he starts practicing from his mother's womb, he still can't do it.

Tell me, no need to hide it, who are you?"

"Elder, does age represent cultivation? You don't allow geniuses to appear? You said whoever fills in the information will write out all their trump cards. Do I have to tell the world about my formation formation?" Mo Liancheng said in just a few words.

The old man stopped and said, "With just a few words, you want to label me as someone who sneaked into the Holy Land? Is it too much?"

"My intuition tells me that you are more than twenty years old!"

"Haha! Elder, my intuition also tells me that you want to kill people and seize treasures."

"..." The old man's face froze, then turned into a stern look.

His thoughts were revealed, and the old man didn't want to hide it, and his murderous intention suddenly became strong, "In this case, don't hate me even if you die, just hate you for your bad luck."
Chapter completed!