Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 309

“mean!”

Xuan Yi clenched his fists and yelled.

In this sect great competition, Misty Peak is already weak, and there is only one 5-pulse Foundation Establishment that can stand the battle. If it is targeted again, then there is really no chance.

“roar!”

At this moment, a scream of heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roared in the distant sky, shaking the void and imposing.

Everyone was shocked and looked around.

I saw 5 tall, fierce lions coming side by side. Aggressive, their hairs were all golden-yellow, there was no mottle, and they seemed to be burning golden flames.

“Yellow Golden Lion!”

“Ancient lost species, and also the Yellow Golden Lion of Gold Core Realm!”

Five yellow Golden Lions were tied with a rope reins, and an ancient war chariot was pulled behind them.

On the war chariot stood a middle-aged man, wearing a golden robe, eyes as if electric, not angry, and exuded a domineering swept under the Heavens!

The person on war chariot is Great Emperor Zhou!

“See the king!”

All the embargo guards here, all one-knee kneels, shouted in unison, terrifying!

The Gold Core Daoist on the spectator seat quickly got up and cup one fist in the other hand, nodded as a gesture.

“The soldiers are flat, and the kings please sit down.”

Emperor Zhou calmly, jumped up from war chariot, reached the highest position of the spectator seat, and sat down.

……

“I finally saw Great Emperor Zhou, and this sect great competition didn’t come to nothing.”

“It’s a big aura, and I almost fell on my knees.”

4 Around the jade pillar, many Foundation Establishment cultivators were impressed by the style of Emperor Zhou. They whispered and expressed excitement.

Su Zimo expression was indifferent, his eyes were as calm as water, it seemed that the arrival of Emperor Zhou had no effect on him.

Shen Mengqi glanced at him, seemingly casually asking: “Su Zimo, how did you meet the Great Zhou Princess?”

“Does it have anything to do with you?” Su Zimo asked without looking at Shen Mengqi.

Shen Mengqi snorted, saying: “Su Zimo, don’t be proud, it’s nothing to know about Great Zhou Princess!”

“Also, let me remind you that you already have enemies Jade Cloud Palace and True Fire Sect, because of the Great Zhou Princess, I think the discipline of Azure Frost Gate is also showing hostility towards you.”

Shen Mengqi said with a sneer: “The actions of the Great Zhou Princess have virtually built up many powerful enemies for you. I see how you end it in a while!”

Su Zimo indifferently smiled.

Watching the battle.

Emperor Zhou pressed with both hands, and the crowd calmed down.

Emperor Zhou said in a deep voice: “The sect great competition will start soon. Before that, I will introduce an Artifact Refining Master. I think everyone has already heard his name.”

“Great Zhou First Artifact Refining Master!”

“Mr Mo Ling!”

“Of course we know.”

On the watching table, a lot of Gold Core Daoist said with a smile, nodded one after another, with expectation.

Emperor Zhou added: “Although you have heard of his name, not many people have seen his appearance.”

“Not bad.”

Yining Daoist said with a bitter smile: “Last time, I wanted to thank Mr. Mo personally, but unfortunately I didn’t see it.”

Southern Mountain Sect Yunshan Daoist also nodded and said: “Yeah, Mr. Mo is too mysterious.”

Emperor Zhou slightly smiled, saying: “This time I invited Mr. Mo to come and become the judge of this sect great competition refining session. You will see him soon.”

Many Gold Core Daoist spirits startled.

An Artifact Refining Master who can customize the top grade spirit tool, which Gold Core Daoist does not want to associate?

Daoist Cang Lang squinted his eyes and watched 4 times.

He would like to see, who is you, this Mr. Mo, what grudges with him, why should he humiliate him in public!

4 Around the jade pillar, many Foundation Establishment cultivators also stared, constantly looking into the distance in the air, wanting to see this legendary Mo immediately.

“You said, how will Mr. Mo appear?”

“Relax, it will definitely not be smaller than Prince Princess.”

“Mr. Mo’s strength and status, even if he comes to control pure blood ominous beast, I believe.”

Everyone was curious and talked with interest.

Little Fatty also turned his head and asked happily, “big brother, how old is Mr. Mo and what does he look like?”

Su Zimo said, “Let’s be in your 20s …”

“hahaha!”

Su Zimo just spoke, and there was a laugh around him. Many people looked at Su Zimo’s eyes as if looking at an idiot.

Tao Yan’s eyes were full of mockery, lightly said with a smile: “Misty Peak’s Artifact Refining Master, it really is a joke, hehe!”

Shen Mengqi frowns saying: “Su Zimo, if you do n’t know, you do n’t know. No one will blame you. If you talk like this, you will only make people laugh and expose your ignorance!

“Oh?” Su Zimo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Shen Mengqi Shen said: “Mr. Mo can customize the top grade spirit tool. Do you think this can be done by a person in his 20s? Even if I don’t know the refiner, I can still understand the truth.”

Just then, Emperor Zhou’s voice sounded again.

“Actually, Mr. Mo has long been here, right in the middle of you!”

“what?”

“Mr. Mo is here. Where is it?”

On the spectator seat, all Gold Core Daoist subconsciously looked at themselves, only to find that the other side looked over with confusion.

Emperor Zhou exclaimed: “Mr. Mo, please go to the audience seat.”

Tone barely fell, 1000 Gold Core Daoist, and more than 1 thousand Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly quieted down.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes were constantly patrolling all around.

Misty Peak everyone, Tao Yan, Junhao, Si Yutang, Shen Mengqi and the others, are also looking subconsciously.

suddenly.

A silhouette moved and passed by the crowd, attracting everyone’s attention.

“Su Zimo, what are you doing!”

Shen Mengqi frowned and shouted.

Su Zimo is unmoved.

Tao Yan sneered: “It’s really act recklessly, in the presence of Tianzi, dare to impudent!”

“The name is Mr. Mo, not you …” Shen Mengqi shouted again, but suddenly realized something, complexion changed.

Su Zimo was unheard of, and continued to move forward. In Little Fatty’s misguided gaze, Pats his shoulder, slightly smiled, walked through the crowd and walked out.

Looking at Su Zimo’s back, Azure Frost Gate Junhao was shocked and thought of a possibility.

Although this may seem so absurd, so crazy.

In a blink of an eye, Su Zimo was exposed to the eyes of more than a thousand foundation Establishment cultivator!

With countless scorching gazes, Su Zimo’s expression was not a little cramped, but calmly, carrying his hands and moving forward slowly.

Over the sinking area, moved towards the direction of the seat.

“Who is this person and why are you going?”

“He is only in his 20s, and it cannot be Mr. Mo.”

“That is, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could it be Mr. Mo!”

In the crowd, many cultivators sneered.

After a sneer, the crowd looked at Su Zimo, which was getting farther and farther, but the crowd suddenly stopped quietly.

A weak voice sounded: “None of us have seen Mr Mo, why can’t he be a Foundation Establishment cultivator in his 20s?”

No one responded.

Everyone is waiting for an answer.

Today is more early, everyone goes to bed earlier, and the old sword goes to bed earlier ~

(End of this chapter)