I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

Mo Zhongtian saw Pingxiu's posture, and he could probably guess the intention of Pingxiu.

However, if he gave up resistance at this point, he would be captured.

It is rumored that the dignity that the Monet Dynasty lost in his hands today may never be recovered.

But right now, Cao Tianzheng has just left, and even if he gets the news and rushes back, he is not the opponent of Ping Xinghun.

Unless Young Master Liang appeared, it would be meaningless for the situation to drag on. "Hey……"

With a sigh, Mo Zhongtian pushed away a golden armored army standing in front of him and stepped forward.

I heard movement from behind.

Mo Shaoyun, Xing Feng, Zhou Wu and others who were standing in the front looked back.

When he saw that Mo Zhongtian's steps were firm, he stepped forward decisively.

The expressions on the faces of several people suddenly changed to varying degrees.

"Father!"

"His Majesty!"

"Monarch Mo..."

The three of them, in no particular order, opened their mouths to say something.

However, Mo Zhongtian raised his hand to interrupt, his eyes swept across the three, and after staying on Xing Feng for a while, he finally landed on Mo Shaoyun.

"Yun'er, from today onwards, you can inherit the throne, that is, the emperor!"

"Zhou Aiqing, you have done a good job in escorting Yun'er earlier, promoted the third rank, and allowed to enter the cabinet."

"Mr. Xing, I shouldn't have asked you, but Yun'er is still young. I hope you can take care of me after I leave."

...

In a few words, Mo Zhongtian did not give a few people time to react, and he passed the throne to Mo Shaoyun simply and neatly.

And paved the way for Mo Shaoyun as much as possible.

After making these arrangements, Mo Zhongtian seemed to have unloaded the heavy burden on his shoulders, walked briskly in front of Pingxiu, and said, "Monarch Ping, in the future, Mo will be your prisoner."

Hearing Mo Zhongtian's self-deprecating words, Pingxiu narrowed his eyes, his eyes turned from respectful to full of fear.

In order to preserve the overall situation, Mo Zhongtian can even surrender.

Willing to follow the supreme ruler, become a prisoner.

Mo Zhongtian like this is really scary!

"Father, no!"

"My son doesn't want this throne, and my son wants my father back!"

"The surname is Ping, you want to arrest me. I have nothing to do with Senior Liang. You arrest me, and when Senior Liang returns, you can use me to threaten Senior Liang!"

Mo Shaoyun finally realized what happened, and shouted to go forward.

However, before Mo Shaoyun could take a step, a shocking sword light shone down on the hall.

Immediately, Xing Feng's voice sounded beside him: "Xing does not like being entrusted to be orphaned, Lord Mo, your son, you should watch it yourself."

Xing Feng said in a cold voice, scorching the sword light, and locked Pingxiu with a sharp edge, "Ping monarch, if you dare to touch a hair of the monarch Mo, Xing's sword will definitely take your head off your neck!"

Seeing the situation in the hall, it suddenly became tense again.

Ping Xiu's face could not help but become very ugly.

I am making a balance in my mind.

Suddenly, a burst of exclamations was brought over from Ping Xinghun and rang out from the people who were guarding outside the hall.

"What it is?"

"Divine bird! A divine bird that knows the sea level!"

Divine bird?

For a time, the attention of everyone in the hall was attracted by the sudden voice.

When the atmosphere eased, Pingxiu keenly captured those people outside, and the three words "Sea Consciousness Realm" mentioned, his face changed slightly.

At this time, it will appear in the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm in Nan'an City.

Could it be that Cao Tianzheng left and returned?

On the other hand, Xing Feng also thought of this possibility, his eyes flashed, and he jumped to use the sword, urging the extravagant sword energy, and entangled Mo Zhongtian to fly back.

Regardless of whether the comer is Cao Tianzheng, save Mo Zhongtian first.

"Ok?"

Pingxiu noticed Xing Feng's intention and was about to stop it.

But the seal of the whip on his body made him can only watch Mo Zhongtian being swept away by the sword energy.

"Stay."

In a hurry, a soft drink sounded beside him.

Ping Xinghun waved across the air, and the spiritual energy of the Sea Consciousness Realm rolled out, easily defeating Xing Feng's sword energy.

However, the next moment, before Ping Xinghun could capture Mo Zhongtian, in his field of vision, the sword light scattered all over the hall, and Xing Feng, suddenly a destructive energy flowed.

"Let him go."

"Or, in addition to you, the people here will be buried with Lord Mo together!"

The soft is afraid of the hard, and the hard is afraid of death.

Faced with this moment, if there is a disagreement, he has to risk everything and pull Xing Feng, who all died together.

The corners of Ping Xinghun's eyes trembled, and the palm that he was about to shoot hovered in the air, unable to fall.

With his knowledge of the sea level, it is easy to kill Xing Feng who is not in the realm of tribulation.

But there is no guarantee that after Xing Feng's self-destruction, he can keep a few of these people in the hall alive.

He can ignore others.

But if it hurts Pingxiu, such consequences are not something he can bear in the Pingjiang Dynasty.

Moreover, this completely violated his original intention of coming here.

Just when Ping Xinghun was throwing the mouse taboo.

"Brother Wang, I am late to rescue you, Wang Xiong, please forgive me!"

A voice that made him feel familiar suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Pingxiu heard the voice, and the "Brother Wang" he shouted should be himself.

Combined with that voice, I immediately knew who was coming.

However, when he turned his head to look outside the hall, the first thing that caught his eye was a golden spirit beast.

The number is so huge that it is several times larger than the palace where everyone is located.

"Knowing the Sea Realm!"

Immediately, he felt the breath emanating from the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng bird, and Pingxiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

A spirit beast that knows the sea?

If it weren't for the spirit beast in front of him, its appearance and features were very clear, and it was clearly a Peng bird.

Otherwise, Pingxiu would have to wonder if the Bi Fang divine bird born in the Bi Fang Dynasty came here.

And when Pingxiu's eyes reluctantly circled around the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng Bird, and finally saw a figure on the Peng Bird's back.

In an instant, the mentality of peace break almost burst.

Riding on a sea-conscious spirit beast, what kind of noble identity is that figure?

The rest of the people in the hall were also witnessing this scene at the moment, and the shock caused their brains to lose their ability to think for a while.

Just being a spirit beast of the sea level is scary enough.

There is actually another person who regards the sea-consciousness spirit beast as a mount.

Such a combination, as soon as one stops there, already represents an extremely terrifying energy!

Thinking deeply, the power behind this person Yipeng, at least, is at the level of the Holy Land.

Right now.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!"

From behind the Peng Bird, the previous voice sounded again.

Immediately, a figure swollen into a pig's head walked quickly and went straight to the rest.

Looking at the person who came, Pingxiu felt very familiar, but he was in shock, so he couldn't realize who this person was for a while?