"mean!"
Xuan Yi clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and cursed.
In this sect competition, Piaomiao Peak is already weak, with only one Five Meridians Foundation Establishment capable of fighting. If it is targeted again, there will really be no chance at all.
"Roar!"
At this moment, an earth-shattering roar came from the distant sky, shaking the void and incomparably majestic.
Everyone was shocked and followed the sound.
I saw five tall, ferocious-looking lions galloping side by side with a fierce momentum. The hair all over their bodies was golden yellow without any mottled color, and their whole bodies seemed to be burning with golden flames.
"It's a golden lion!"
"It's an ancient relic, and it's also a golden lion in the Golden Core realm!"
Five golden lions were tied with iron ropes and reins, and an ancient chariot was pulled behind them.
Standing on the chariot is a middle-aged man, wearing a golden robe, his eyes are like lightning, he is not angry and powerful, and his whole body exudes a domineering spirit that sweeps the world!
The person on the chariot is none other than the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty!
"Meet the king!"
All the imperial guards here knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, the sound was terrifying!
The Jindan masters in the spectator seats quickly stood up, clasping their hands and nodding their hands.
"Soldiers, please stand down. Gentlemen, please take a seat."
Zhou Tianzi spoke calmly, jumped down from the chariot, came to the highest position of the spectator seats, and sat down.
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"I finally met the Emperor of Zhou. This sect competition was not in vain."
"It's such a strong aura, I almost knelt down just now."
Around the four jade pillars, many foundation-building monks were impressed by Emperor Zhou's demeanor, talking in low voices and looking excited.
Su Zimo's expression was indifferent and his eyes were as calm as water. It seemed that the arrival of Emperor Zhou had no impact on him at all.
Shen Mengqi glanced at her and asked seemingly casually: "Su Zimo, how did you and Princess Da Zhou meet?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Su Zimo asked without even looking at Shen Mengqi.
Shen Mengqi snorted and said, "Su Zimo, don't be proud, it's no big deal to know Princess Da Zhou!"
"Also, let me remind you that you have already made enemies of Bixia Palace and Zhenhuo Sect. Because of Princess Da Zhou, I think the disciples of Qingshuang Sect are also showing hostility towards you."
Shen Mengqi sneered: "Princess Da Zhou's actions have created many powerful enemies for you. I'll see how you end up soon!"
Su Zimo smiled lightly.
In the spectator seats.
Zhou Tianzi pressed his hands, and the crowd gradually became quiet.
Emperor Zhou said in a deep voice: "The sect competition will begin soon. Before that, I would like to introduce a weapon refiner. I believe everyone has heard of his name."
"The number one weapon refiner in the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
"Mr. Mo Lingmo!"
"Of course we do."
In the spectator seats, many Jindan masters smiled and said, nodding their heads with anticipation.
Emperor Zhou added: "Although you have heard of his name, there must not be many of you who have seen his true appearance."
"good."
Master Yining smiled bitterly and said, "Last time, I wanted to thank Mr. Mo in person, but unfortunately I didn't see him."
Master Yunshan of Nanyue Zong also nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Mo is too mysterious."
Zhou Tianzi smiled slightly and said: "This time I invite Mr. Mo to come and become a judge for the weapon refining session of this sect competition. You can see him soon."
Many golden elixir masters were shocked.
What Jindan Master wouldn't want to make friends with a weapon refiner who could customize top-quality spiritual weapons
Master Canglang narrowed his eyes and looked around.
He wanted to see who this Mr. Mo was, what grudges he had with him, and why he wanted to humiliate him in public!
Around the Fourth List Jade Pillar, many foundation-building monks also stared, constantly looking into the sky in the distance, hoping to see the legendary Mr. Mo for the first time.
"How do you think Mr. Mo will appear?"
"Don't worry, it will definitely not be smaller than the prince and princess's formation."
"With Mr. Mo's strength and status, I will believe him even if he comes riding a pure-blood beast."
Everyone was curious and discussed enthusiastically.
The little fat man also turned his head and asked excitedly: "Brother, how old do you think Mr. Mo is and what he looks like?"
Su Zimo said: "About 20 years old..."
"Hahaha!"
As soon as Su Zimo spoke, there was a burst of laughter around him. Many people looked at Su Zimo as if they were looking at an idiot.
Tao Feng's eyes were full of ridicule, and he chuckled: "The weapon refiner of Piaomiao Peak is indeed a joke, haha!"
Shen Mengqi frowned and said: "Su Zimo, if you don't know, just say you don't know, and no one will blame you. Talking nonsense like this will only attract ridicule from others and expose your ignorance!"
"Oh?" Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shen Mengqi said solemnly: "Mr. Mo can customize the best spiritual weapons. Do you think this is something that a man in his twenties can do? Even if I don't know how to refine weapons, I can still understand this."
At this moment, Emperor Zhou's voice sounded again.
"Actually, Mr. Mo has been here a long time ago, right among you!"
"ah?"
"Mr. Mo is already here, where is he?"
In the spectator seats, all the Jindan masters subconsciously looked beside them, only to find that the other party was also looking over with a confused expression.
Emperor Zhou raised his voice and said: "Mr. Mo, please come to the viewing table."
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of Jindan Daoists and more than 100,000 foundation-building monks suddenly fell silent.
Everyone held their breath and concentrated, but their eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings.
Everyone in Piaomiao Peak, Tao Feng, Jun Hao, Si Yutang, Shen Mengqi and others were also searching subconsciously.
Sudden.
A figure moved and walked past everyone, attracting everyone's attention.
"Su Zimo, what are you doing!"
Shen Mengqi frowned and shouted.
Su Zimo was unmoved.
Tao Feng sneered: "You really don't know how to live or die, and you dare to be so presumptuous in front of the emperor!"
"The person I called was Mr. Mo, not you..." Shen Mengqi shouted again, but suddenly realized something and her expression changed.
Su Zimo didn't seem to hear anything and continued to move forward. Under the astonished look of the little fat man, he patted his shoulder, smiled slightly, passed through the crowd, and walked out.
Looking at Su Zimo's back, Qingshuangmen Junhao was shocked and vaguely thought of a possibility.
Even though this may seem so ridiculous, so crazy.
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo was exposed to more than 100,000 foundation-building monks!
Under the gaze of countless scorching eyes, Su Zimo's expression did not show any embarrassment. Instead, he was calm and calm, walking forward slowly with his hands behind his back.
Cross the sinking area and walk towards the spectator seats.
"Who is this man and what are he going to do?"
"He is only in his twenties, he cannot be Mr. Mo."
"That's right, a foundation-building monk, how could he be Mr. Mo!"
In the crowd, many monks sneered.
After sneering, everyone looked at Su Zimo who was walking away, but the crowd suddenly became strangely quiet.
A weak voice sounded: "None of us have met Mr. Mo, why can't he be a foundation-building monk in his twenties?"
No one responded.
Everyone is waiting for an answer.