Naturally, this seems to be Hong Cheng's best chance. Zhan Mufeng smiled leisurely.

"It's just a pity that this beautiful lake and mountains are beautiful, and there will definitely be a big battle here soon. Dongfang Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"There will be no pity, and there will be no big war. Zhan Mufeng smiled easily, without a little pressure.

Dongfang Yu smiled: "This is." No matter how strong he is, he can't compare to the little finger of the previous patriarchal group, after all, the patriarchal group had more than forty spirit masters before, but it's a pity that I have a lot of old people in the Falling Moon Empire. ”

The two of them sat on the surface of the lake in the middle of the lake, and the water waves were just below a finger.

The two sat in the air, a crystal clear round table in the middle, composed purely of flowing lake water, and there were fish swimming in the water, without the slightest panic or uneasiness. On the round table, the chessboard of nineteen horizontal and nineteen vertical is distinct, and the two are casually chatting and playing chess.

Hundreds of thousands of paces in the sky, a white cloud was no different from any other cloud on the surface.

But if there are those who are particularly discerning, they will find that this cloud is still a little different from other clouds.

Something seems to be artificially hidden in the white clouds.

But unless it is a strong person above the Spirit King Realm, it can only be discovered under very careful circumstances.

Like the likes of Hong Ling, the worse is far away.

In the middle of the white clouds, there are four great spirit masters standing.

One is the Eastern Protector, the other is Hong Lingyi, the other is the Oriental Lingyi, and the other has a face like iron and a resolute gaze, as if everything in the world can distinguish good from evil in his eyes.

But at this moment, his face showed an unusual solemnity.

At this moment, the three of Dongfang Huguo, Hong Lingyi, and Dongfang Lingyi were actually the cultivation of the Soul Master. This is the illusion that Zhan Mufeng has created on them.

It can last for about half a day.

That's enough.

This kind of method, all the members of the veteran group is simply unheard of, who knows that there is such a high-end method in this world.

This made them even more convinced that Zhan Mufeng must be a holy son of the Holy Pearl Academy, and a holy son of no low status.

The man with a face as iron is also in the late stage of the Great Spirit Master Realm, and he is also a well-known big man in this Falling Moon Empire.

"Three elders, what you said is true? This is a major event related to the national fortune of our Falling Moon Empire, over the years, the Nine Princes have made great contributions to the Falling Moon Empire. Don't listen to slander and break my pillars......" said the powerhouse of the Great Spirit Master Realm with a face as pale as iron.

"Lord Iron Mask, when did you see that our patriarchal group had lied? Besides, the three of them came from afar, could it be that they were joking with you?" said Dongfang Protector first.

Hong Lingyi and Dongfang Ling looked ahead expressionlessly and did not speak.

Tie Mian saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help muttering secretly in his heart: "Hong Lao'er and Dongfang Lao'er both have this expression, it seems that this is the attitude of the entire veteran group." They shouldn't lie. Is this true?"

Decades of rigorous iron-faced selflessness have made people forget the real name of this Venerable, and people call this iron-faced lord this strong man who enforces the law impartially.

If it is said that in the Falling Moon Empire, Dongfang Yu and Hong Yan share most of the power of the empire, then the iron mask is the symbol of the empire's laws.

His words were convincing to everyone in the Empire.

That's why the Senate would just let him testify.

Lord Iron Mask thought for a long time, and said resolutely: "Then we will wait and see, no matter who it is, as long as it dares to shake the national capital of my Falling Moon Empire, it will be the enemy of the entire Falling Moon Empire." ”

"Okay, it's good to have your words. Dongfang Protector smiled but did not speak.

"Is that young man really the Holy Son of the Holy Pearl Academy?" Iron Mask thought for a moment and decided to change the subject.

"What do you think, if nothing else, have you ever seen a Great Spirit Master who can arrange such a powerful closed aura in the later stage?" Hong Lingyi said with a sneer.

Iron Face said: "This is indeed an invincible existence, it is so terrifying at a young age, and the future achievements are simply unlimited." ”

After a pause, Tie Mian continued: "Just now, I flew out, outside the white clouds, only a few hundred steps away, and I couldn't sense the slightest breath of the three patriarchs, hey, the cultivation of this young man is really unimaginable." ”

Just as the three of them were exchanging words with each other, Dongfang Lingyi, who had never spoken, suddenly exclaimed: "That kid - oh no- the Holy Son actually disappeared out of thin air..."

"Well, it's really gone!" The other three shouted almost at the same time.

It turned out that on the rippling blue lake, only Dongfang Yu was left alone with his eyes closed and his breath adjusted, but where was there still the shadow of the herding wind?

"Someone's coming! Enh, is there more than one person?" As soon as Iron Mask said this, the three Dongfang Protectors couldn't help but blush.

This pretended realm can deceive others, but it can't deceive yourself.

The gap in the perception of divine consciousness between these moments is the gap between the realms, and those with higher realms can take action before those with lower realms react, and make a judgment between life and death.

But these three patriarchs are worthy of being treacherous and cunning old slippery heads, although they are ashamed to death in their hearts, but their faces are not at all silent, pretending to be unfathomable.

The first to arrive was a black-clothed tight-fitting old man who was about to enter the late stage of the Great Spirit Master Realm in the middle of the Great Spirit Master Realm.

The old man saw that Dongfang Yu's eyes were closed, and he was engrossed in recuperation, but he didn't care, as if he had known it for a long time, he chose a place with a good scenery to sit down, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Subsequently, there were masters who arrived one after another, and everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, silently choosing a position to sit down, and everyone was silent.

Suddenly, everyone instantly stood up from their seats, and solemnly saluted in one direction.

Between heaven and earth, the aura twitched, and suddenly, a figure appeared above the water waves.

Dongfang Yu slowly opened his eyes, his face twitched, and he pretended to have a painful expression and said, "Hong Ling, I can't imagine that in such a short period of time, you have broken through the mid-stage cultivation of the Spirit Master..."

On the rippling water, Hong Ling, who was dressed in splendid clothes, flashed a cold smile on his face, and said coldly: "It's a pity, you ants don't know the level of the Spirit Master, and there is no distinction between the early, middle and late stages, when the old man cleans you up and accumulates enough energy, you will achieve the Spirit King Realm, and when the time comes, you won't even be worthy of lifting shoes for the old man! Oh no, when the time comes, you don't know where it is." ”

Dongfang Yu looked at the dense masters around him, covered his chest with one hand, endured the pain, and said, "How did you know that I was here to heal?"

"I, now you are embarrassed to call yourself me, you try, who here listens to your orders!" Hong Cheng glanced at Dongfang Yu gloomily, and said hatefully: "Without me, Hong Ling, who has made contributions to the Falling Moon Empire's territory and territory, where is the opportunity for you, a little baffle, to be a lonely widow here?"

Dongfang Yu stood up proudly and said: "Hong Ling, you are presumptuous! I have a dignified Falling Moon Empire with a territory of thousands of miles, the people are rich and the country is rich, and there are all kinds of rare treasures, and there is no need to plunder other countries, but you, Hong Ling, secretly killed the pillars of the DPRK and China in the name of opening up the territory, and took the opportunity of sending troops to expand and cultivate your own eagle and dog lineage, do you think you have done all this, I really don't know?"

"Oh, you know, what can you do with the old man? Why, I didn't get it from the senators, hahahaha!"

Dongfang Yu seemed to be angry by Hong Ling's words, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his body kept twitching, and it was not easy to adjust his breath.

Hong Cheng looked at all this coldly, it seemed that everything felt very good, and it was under his control, and he even wanted to go back to the throne and become emperor immediately.

It was precisely because of this that Hong Cheng looked at Dongfang Yu in front of him and felt more uncomfortable than before. "Dongfang Yu, since you went to the Patriarchal Group, you should know the current situation. Now that even the senators support me, what are you fighting with me?"

Hong Yi smiled unscrupulously, as if the world had been included in his pocket.

However, he forgot that there was a third or fourth eye watching all this.

In other words, he didn't even notice it.

He couldn't find out.

In the white clouds, the face of the Iron Mask became more and more iron, if the words of the patriarchs just now could only be believed in eight points, then now these words came out of Hong Yan's mouth, and they would definitely not be fake.