In the crowd, behind the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, Jun Muqing looked a little pale.
The more she knew, the more uncomfortable she felt inside.
Once upon a time, in that Yun Kingdom, a young and dandy young master of the Mo family had grown to such an unattainable height without even knowing it.
Because he could not gather his spiritual veins, he came to break off the engagement. The young man went to the Yun Kingdom Imperial Capital with pride.
In the end, he used his absolute strength to prove that he was by no means weak and restored his dignity and pride.
Now, when we meet again, Mo Wangchen is already a strong man in the emperor realm. He has surpassed the ancient Canglan people. With the divine king body, the honorific title of First Emperor of Eternity will not make people feel that he is crowned on his head.
Too much.
What shocked Jun Muqing's heart was mainly what Mo Wangchen said just now.
The six powerful men in the fairyland are all the elders of my Mo Pavilion...
And he is the master of Mo Pavilion!
The young man in the past is now truly the king of the world.
Even the legendary immortal is now just a subordinate of Mo Wangchen.
Who would have thought that the loser in Fangtian City back then, the dandy young master of the Mo family, could actually grow to such a height.
Faced with such a contrast, Jun Muqing couldn't feel relieved for a while.
Originally, such a king who stood at the top should have stayed with his Prime Minister Bai and lived in his old age together, but it was completely ruined because of his ridiculous and insignificant pride in the past.
Do you regret it?
But what's the use of regret?
Everything can never happen again.
Nowadays, she is not only a saint of Taiqing Palace, but also has the status of Queen of Yun Kingdom. As a woman, Jun Muqing knows how to establish self-love even if she is not sensible.
She just felt a little emotional about how ridiculous and ignorant she was back then.
"The catastrophe is approaching, and Tiangang has prepared for it. Although I, Canglan, are in the lower realm, I am not immune and will be affected by the catastrophe. Today, in the name of the God King Body, I declare to the world that Canglan will no longer have peace.
A period of gloomy times is coming."
Mo Wangchen stood in the wind, standing in front of a million-strong army. His clothes were slowly flowing, and his whole body was glowing with a faint luster, and his temperament was refined.
"I want to form an army of the Canglan Alliance to fight against the same enemy and resist the catastrophe of Nuanhuan. No matter which force or ancient martial arts family they are, as long as they are willing to join the alliance, they can get the protection of my Moge. I am in Yancheng, Tiannan,
Waiting for your arrival."
"A catastrophe is ahead. I hope that the various forces can temporarily put aside their past grievances. This catastrophe is a racial war. We, Canglan, will deal with it unanimously."
His eyes scanned the entire audience, and after finishing his words, Mo Wangchen said no more.
"Canglan Alliance..."
"By joining the alliance, can you get protection from Mo Ge?"
"Look at the terrifying army of one million people in front of you. If any one of them steps out, it is a terrifying existence that can sweep across any plane. If you can get their protection, you will indeed have the greatest chance of surviving this catastrophe."
Many people were immediately moved. This so-called illusory catastrophe targeted the entire Tiangang. One can imagine how terrifying it is. If one were to protect oneself, the chance of surviving in this catastrophe was really slim.
Now, with the Mo Pavilion brought back by Mo Wangchen, this million-strong army, where they are, is undoubtedly not the safest place.
"I, the Holy Cloud Sect, would like to join the alliance and regard the Divine King Body as the alliance leader!"
"We, the Giant Spirit Sect, are willing to join the alliance..."
Suddenly, many forces stepped forward and immediately joined Mo Wangchen, the so-called Canglan Alliance.
If someone takes the lead, many people will naturally follow suit. Today, Qianlong is opening a hospital in Japan, and the ancestors of many major sects have come. They are enough to represent their own power.
"Within seven days, anyone in Tiannan Yancheng who is willing to join the alliance can come here to find me!"
In the end, after Mo Wangchen left these words, he took millions of people from Moge and left the Immortal Wasteland.
He asked Elder Xiao to temporarily construct a huge ancient road in the starry sky, and took these millions of people away in a mighty manner, eventually disappearing from everyone's eyes.
With the departure of Mo Wangchen and others, the news of the return of the Divine King's body and the catastrophe of Nian Huan also spread throughout Canglan at a crazy speed.
"Buzz!"
Half a day after Mo Wangchen and others left, Canglan, Tiannan.
In the sky above a certain mountain range in the Northern Territory, the void that was originally calm and without much fluctuation suddenly began to vibrate.
"Haha, Canglan is indeed the lower realm. Although this ancient starry sky road was temporarily constructed by me, due to the weak laws of this place, we can reach it in only half a day."
A group of dark figures emerged, accompanied by a hearty laughter.
"Don't be such a slut. You've spent your whole life studying formations. If you can't even do these things, you'd be really embarrassed." Someone was shocked.
These people who suddenly came down were naturally the millions of people from Mo Wangchen and Mo Ge.
"Is this the Tiannan land where the pavilion master grew up? The source of heaven and earth energy is really pitifully weak. It is much worse than the fairyland land just now."
"This can highlight the pavilion master's extraordinary qualifications, right?" Elder Xiao said with a smile.
"You said you are so old, but you still flatter me?" Someone was shocked.
"Okay, everyone move with me and try to contain your breath, especially the six of you. A small place like Tiannan cannot bear the supreme power of the six of you."
Mo Wangchen stood up. He had personally adjusted the direction when teleporting before. The place where they landed now should be in the Tiannan North Region, not too far from Yancheng.
He secretly released his spiritual thoughts, and soon he sensed the direction of Yan City.
The distance is indeed not far. If millions of people move at the same time, it will take about two quarters of an hour to arrive.
"Let Mo Ge disciples rest outside the city first. I will go back to Mo's house alone. Someone will pick you up later and make proper arrangements."
Not long after, in the sky not far away from Yan City, Mo Wangchen and others had already descended and approached on foot. After saying something to the six elders, he turned his eyes again and looked at the ancient city not far away.
Compared with the land of Tiangang, today's Yancheng seems a bit inferior, but because of the existence of the Lin family and the Mo family, this city has long been regarded as a first-class place in Tiannan, and there are countless cultivators every day
Coming and going.
Looking at the familiar city tower, Mo Wangchen suddenly remembered that in the past, he sent Yaoyao to the Liyuan Tomb. On the way back to Yancheng, he encountered a surprise attack from the strong men of the Eastern Wasteland Monster Clan. His uncle Lin Tianwang, holding Zhuge Liang,
The divine halberd came out, finally frightening the opponent away.