Chapter 1690 Qing Meng's Voice

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

Chu Fengmian injected a stream of spiritual power into it, and Qingmeng's voice was transmitted.

"Be careful of the people of the Holy Academy Sect!"

In Qingmeng's voice, Chu Fengmian could hear a sense of anxiety.

People of the Holy Academy Sect? Did the people of the Holy Academy Sect attack Senior Sister Qingmeng?

Chu Fengmian's eyes suddenly changed. Judging from the anxiety in Qingmeng's voice, Qingmeng was probably in a lot of trouble.

And it seemed that all this was done by the Holy Academy Sect.

Originally, Chu Fengmian thought that Qingmeng was with Emperor Yan, and the two Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors should not be in any danger. It seems that Chu Fengmian still thought too simply about the hostility of the Holy Academy Sect to the Holy Dragon Sect.

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

Chu Fengmian injected a stream of spiritual power into the jade talisman again.

Suddenly, an image appeared in Chu Fengmian's mind. The jade talismans could detect each other's positions.

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

"Go and have a look!"

Integrate the fragments of the Emperor Jar, don't rush at this moment. With Qing Meng's character, if he didn't encounter great danger, it would be impossible for him to take the jade talisman to inform Chu Fengmian at this time.

Chu Fengmian collected the fragment of the Emperor Jar into the empty ring, and then turned into a beam of light, shuttling through this hidden place.

As Chu Fengmian's strength became stronger and stronger, the restrictions of the Buddhist prohibitions on Chu Fengmian in this hidden place became lower and lower. Chu Fengmian rushed over in less than ten minutes at a distance of a hundred miles.

In a mountain range a hundred miles away, several figures shuttled through it, bursting out waves of spiritual power fluctuations.

Obviously, there were strong men fighting in the place. The aftermath of the battle was extremely strong. Many Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors watched from the side, but no one dared to enter rashly.

Among them, the strength of two warriors was the most dazzling in the battle. They were almost one against two and one against three. Facing the siege of many ancient emperors, they showed no weakness.

However, the enemies of these two warriors were dozens of ancient emperors. Under the continuous pursuit, they were forced to flee and avoid the battle, unable to compete.

"Qing Meng, Emperor Yan."

Chu Fengmian looked over and saw that these two warriors were Qing Meng and Emperor Yan.

The aura of the two of them now was much stronger than before entering the Tibetan land. They almost reached the peak level of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, enough to be on par with the likes of Xiao Yao Wang Han Ye.

Especially the aura of Qing Meng, which is even more than the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor. Like Long Mo Luo, he can be called the overlord among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors.

As long as he takes one more step, he will have the possibility of impacting the Half-Step Heavenly Man Realm.

Qing Meng is worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect, a peerless ancient emperor, with an incomparable talent. As long as he gets the opportunity, his strength will soar.

However, two fists cannot beat four hands.

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

Qing Meng and Yan Huang can only fight and retreat, unable to compete head-on.

"People from the Holy Academy Sect!"

Seeing the costumes of these dozens of ancient emperors, Chu Fengmian understood their origins. They are all the saints of the Holy Academy Sect.

No wonder Qing Meng told Chu Fengmian to be careful of the people of the Holy Academy Sect through the jade talisman. It turned out that she and Yan Huang were being hunted by this group of saints of the Holy Academy Sect.

In terms of power, the Holy Academy Sect is the first force in the Holy Dragon Secret Realm. Although the disciples of the Holy Dragon Sect are amazing, there are too few of them. Only geniuses are qualified to join.

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

Among the dozens of ancient emperors, there are seven Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, but the power emanating from one of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors is extremely powerful.

Almost stronger than all the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, standing at the peak of the Emperor Realm, even the overlord among the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors, such as Long Mo Luo, is not as powerful as this person.

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

Chu Fengmian originally thought that Long Mo Luo was already a strong person standing at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor.

But the ancient emperor in front of him, in terms of power, is much stronger than Long Mo Luo.

Moreover, this person is very young, less than a hundred years old, and is considered a very 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.

"Qing Meng, you don't have to struggle anymore. The demise of the Holy Dragon Sect is already doomed. Today, you surrender to me and become my woman. I can give you a way to live!"

The young ancient emperor was extremely powerful. He sneered and waved his hand. His spiritual power condensed into a huge spiritual power cage, locking Qing Meng and Emperor Yan inside.

"You are dreaming!"

Qing Meng heard the words of the young ancient emperor and shouted angrily.

He turned to Emperor Yan next to him and said, then condensed his spiritual power into a green light and slashed at the spiritual power cage.

"Emperor Yan, attack together!"

This green light in Qing Meng's palm was like a sharp blade, enough to kill everything, but when it slashed on the spiritual power cage, the spiritual power cage only shook and was not broken.

Emperor Yan attacked at the same time, but the result was the same. He could not break the spiritual power at all.

This result made Qing Meng and Emperor Yan look extremely embarrassed.

"Don't waste your energy. In the Holy Dragon Sect, except for that old fellow Long Qianjue, the rest are nothing but trash in front of me."

The young man snorted coldly when he saw this scene.

"Or do you plan to rely on that trash Chu Fengmian to save you? That trash is probably dead now. When you die, you can reunite with him."

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

The young ancient emperor shouted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent, bursting out, his figure flashing, and rushed over.

"Retreat quickly!"

Qing Meng and Yan Huang's faces suddenly changed, and they gathered their spiritual power to form a large barrier to resist in front of them. There was a bit of despair in their eyes.