Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 310 10000 Attention

On the spectator stand, just as Emperor Zhou’s words fell, many Gold Core Daoists have begun inspections, discussing, and wanting to immediately discover Mr Mo’s trace.

Some Gold Core Daoist noticed the azure clothes cultivator coming from a distance, but didn’t take it to heart.

After all, it’s just a 20-year-old Foundation Establishment cultivator, and nobody cares.

But as time went by, no one on the spectator’s seat stood up, and the azure clothes cultivator over there came directly to the spectator’s seat, and it was getting closer.

More and more Gold Core Daoist noticed this.

True Fire Sect Elder Zhang once met Mo Ling in the palace, and at this time saw azure clothes cultivator coming, just snorted.

But then, Elder Zhang’s gaze fell on the sect token around the azure clothes cultivator’s waist, and he couldn’t move anymore.

Elder Zhang did see the face of Mo Ling, but did not know the true identity of Mo Ling, let alone the relationship between Mo Ling and Misty Peak.

Sima Zhi frowned and asked, “Elder Zhang, haven’t you met this Mo Ling, where is he?”

“How can this be, how can this be?”

“He, he’s Misty Peak …”

Elder Zhang was unheard of, expression confused, muttering to himself, a look of distraction.

The Three Great Areas are seated in the 5 sect’s Gold Core Daoist.

These people also noticed that Elder Zhang was abnormal, and looked down at Elder Zhang’s gaze.

Azure Frost Gate and Southern Mountain Sect’s Gold Core Daoist didn’t respond, just frowned, wondering why the foundation establishment cultivator of Misty Peak came over.

Daoist Cang Lang narrowed his eyes, his killing intent flashed away!

Su Zimo!

“Do you think Misty Peak is guarding me and I can’t move you?”

Daoist Cang Lang coldly smiled and drank in the glass.

“Ah!”

Liu Hui lowly cried, looking at the azure clothes cultivator in the distance in disbelief.

Xuan Yi is also a big change in expression. Under the turbulence of his mind, he rose up with ecstasy in his eyes!

He is not dead!

He really is alive!

In this brief moment, Xuan Yi suddenly felt a lot easier.

Su Zimo did not die, proving that his sword formation was followed.

Wait for Su Zimo to go back to practice for another ten years, wait until the next session of sect great competition starts, and with his innate talent, it may not be impossible to leave a name on the list!

Perhaps … for another ten years of training, Su Zimo may be eligible to compete for the spirit list.

Thinking of this, Xuan Yi couldn’t help laughing.

This time sect great competition, even if Misty Peak can’t get a place, it doesn’t matter. At least Su Zimo is still alive, and Misty Peak’s hope is not extinguished.

“If Wen Xuan knew you were alive, maybe he would feel better …”

Xuan Yi meditated in his heart.

……

Below the watching table, many Gold Core Daoist looked at the azure clothes cultivator getting closer, frowning, and cheeky.

After all, this is the seat of the Gold Core Daoist. Which Foundation Establishment cultivator can come up casually, even if it is the Foundation Establishment cultivator of Misty Peak, the rules cannot be broken!

Talks on the spectator seats grew louder and louder, and many Gold Core Daoist showed dissatisfaction.

Watching the entrance to the battle table, the three guards, Commander 虬髯 汉子, Bai Yu 寒, and vulture expression were calm and ignored.

“Hey!”

A Gold Core Daoist drank a lot of wine, his face flushed, and he stood up with the strength of the wine, and shouted at the 3 guards.

“Three … oh, Three Fellow Daoists, who are these people?” This man passed the provincial level imperial examination, holding a wine glass, pointing his finger towards Su Zimo, and drinking wine.

3 The big guard frowned and said nothing.

The man shook his body, was drunk, and shouted, “Here is the Gold Core Daoist spectator seat. What does this person want to do, ah? You King City guard, the palace embargo has not bombed him!”

3 The big guard was motionless, unheard of.

On the spectator’s table, the voice of discussions gradually decreased.

Some quick-minded cultivators are slowly recovering.

Seeing this azure clothes cultivator approached, not only did the 3 guards not mean to block it, Emperor Zhou even acquiesced!

what does this mean?

hiss!

Many cultivators secretly suck in a breath of cold air, expression slightly changed.

Is it…

This young Foundation Establishment cultivator will not be …

The drunk Gold Core Daoist was also slightly awake, shook his head, opened his eyes hard, and looked at people.

In this brief moment, the eyes of more than 1000 foundation Establishment cultivator and more than 1 Gold Core Daoist all fell on the azure clothes cultivator who will step on the golden carpet!

10000 attention!

Su Zimo came to the spectator’s seat, and the 2 guards beside 3 cupped one fist in the other hand at the same time, and said, “Mr. Mo, please come in.”

Su Zimo nodded, expression calm, step on the golden rug, go up!

Bang!

These 6 words fall, as if throwing a boulder in the calm lake surface, setting off a stormy sea in the hearts of everyone!

In the large square, at this moment, it was silent, as if everyone was strangled by an invisible force, unable to breathe.

The same is true on the spectator stand.

Above and below the stage, time seemed to stand still.

Everyone was petrified in place, motionless, only the azure clothes cultivator on the golden carpet, still coming by step by step!

Jingle!

The drunk glass in the hands of the drunk Gold Core Daoist fell to the ground and made a noise.

This sound seemed to break the solidification of time.

The man was shocked with cold sweat, woke up in an instant, and remembered what he had just said, shivered, and quickly cup one fist in the other hand, expressing in horror: “See, see, see Mr. Mo!”

The cultivator at the bottom of the viewing seat is some Loose Cultivator.

After all, these Loose Cultivators have not experienced much scenes. In addition, the name of Mo Ling is too prominent and terrifying. Some Loose Cultivator stood up subconsciously.

“Mr. Mo!”

“Mr. Mo!”

With Su Zimo’s march, standing on a row of 2 side watch seats, standing up a row of Gold Core Daoist, cup one fist in the other hand saluted, is extremely spectacular.

Stars Gongyue, set the momentum!

In this brief moment, everyone ignored the person’s age and cultivation base.

In this azure clothes cultivator, what they feel is just a shock to the audience. The arrogant’s momentum is hard to resist!

The higher the steps, the higher the strength and status of the Gold Core Daoist on both sides.

Some Gold Core Daoist in the back, originally relying on identity, did not intend to stand up and saluted.

Helplessly, the 100 Gold Core Daoists in front of them all stood up. If they were sitting still, it would be too conspicuous.

There was almost no time to think about it, and with the confusion in their heads, when Su Zimo came over, they also stood up subconsciously.

Su Zimo came along all the way, and the Gold Core Daoist on the spectator seat all became the background.

“Good, good, good!”

Xuan Yi was so anxious that he continued to say.

As a Gold Core Daoist, Liu Hui covered her lips, her eyes flushed, she couldn’t hold back her emotions, and she cried.

When they came to King City, they suffered too much cold eyes and ridicule.

Misty Peak is down, Misty Peak dying, Misty Peak is about to be kicked out of the 5 major sect’s news, and it keeps coming.

She was powerless to refute.

But in this brief moment, all gossip is disappeared!

She finally understood why the top 3 Commanders would tell them that Misty Peak is famous again!

From today, who dares to say that Misty Peak is no one!

(End of this chapter)