The sudden punch exceeded everyone's expectations.

The punch was so sudden that it was completely unguarded.

Even the immortal fate would rather give up to please the emperor's Moqiu, shouldn't it be the most loyal dog under Emperor Zongming?

Even Father-in-law Fang has to be ashamed of himself.

How can a dog bite its owner?

The fist wind came to his face, and Emperor Zong Ming did not react at all.

"Hum~"

When the fist was about to land on Emperor Zongming's face, a golden curtain of light rose up.

On the dragon robe woven by the flowing clouds chasing the moon, the golden dragon came to life at this time, emitting a little misty light, forming a golden light curtain, and resisted the fatal punch for Emperor Zong Ming.

The golden light flowed endlessly, enveloping Emperor Zongming like an eggshell, and he vigorously submerged into it, like a mud cow entering the sea without a trace, isolating the fatal punch.

On top of the dragon robe, the golden dragon meandered and flowed, as if thousands of golden lights were blooming, as if a round of the sun was born, and the incomparable majesty came.

Everyone finally reacted, and bowed their heads one after another, shocked.

Immortal magic!

Emperor Zongming really has the protection of immortals? !

After the forbidden army that had originally gathered around saw the golden cover, they couldn't help but pause and didn't know what to do.

Emperor Zong Ming finally reacted, his face suddenly sank, and his cold eyes stared at Moqiu, "I am a person of heaven, how dare you commit a crime?" ”

After more than 20 years of seeking immortals, outsiders don't know the mystery, do they really think that he can't get anything?

Prolonging life, immortal magic, these things are the hole cards that he can really look down on the world!

"There is no individual without a country, only private feelings without morality. An emperor like you is the evil of the world! ”

Moqiu's face did not change a bit, looking at Emperor Zongming, who was surrounded by golden dragons, who was extremely noble and like an immortal god descending into the world, and said softly: "Are you ...... Looking down on martial arts grandmasters too much? ”

The last word fell, and a punch landed on the golden mask of light.

"Hum~"

A layer of golden debris drifted in layers, like flying snow.

The layers of true qi like the tide of the sea condensed and sinked.

Another punch!

"Click~"

A tooth-aching hissing sound sounded as it shattered, and the golden dragon's protective light shield suddenly flickered, like a swaggering candle flame, crumbling.

On the dragon robe woven by the flowing clouds chasing the moon, the golden dragon rolled and struggled in extreme pain, trying to maintain the operation of the golden light curtain.

But around the mask, there are still inevitably spider web-like cracks, and even the golden dragon itself is inevitably dull and shallow.

What a celestial favor, what majesty, what a golden dragon, is just a mirror, only the fist that fell on the light curtain is extremely real.

Emperor Zong Ming's originally calm face froze instantly.

This...... How can it be!

How can a mere mortal fight against the Immortal Law?!

In the next moment, he reacted.

Unable to take care of it anymore, Emperor Zong Ming almost shouted in his throat: "Help!! ”

It is slow to say, but in fact, it is only a matter of a moment from Moqiu's fist to the golden dragon's blessing.

The successive changes have already made many people stand on the spot, one moment shocked by Moqiu's boldness, and the other moment shocked that Emperor Zongming really found the immortal fate and left his hands behind.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, Emperor Zong Ming seemed to have completely fallen into the disadvantage......

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's dizzying, where can you react so quickly?

Now that he has made up his mind, Moqiu naturally won't give him another half a chance, and the last punch was punched without any accidents, and when the fist landed on the golden light mask, the light mask that was already crumbling and full of cracks cracked in response.

On the flowing clouds chasing the moon, the golden dragon was also completely wiped out, and there was no more sound.

Three punches to slay the dragon!

Emperor Zongming, who had no more protection, was exposed in front of Moqiu, and this time, there was nothing to resist him.

The big hand like an iron tong grabbed Emperor Zongming's neck and lifted him up, Mo Qiu's dark face could not see any emotion, his eyes were full of coldness, and the guy who was constantly struggling in his hand was the son of Dayue.

Pathetic, alas!

By now, he had seen it.

Only those who dare to destroy everything can get the right to live.

The Mo family was silent for ten years, and it was not until the heroes in Dayue rose together and the anti-flag became a piece that they could think of him.

From beginning to end, the emperor never had his people in mind.

All of this is just to satisfy one's own desires.

Looking at Emperor Zongming, who was constantly struggling in his hands, Moqiu said: "The ills of the world are in the royal family, eunuchs in the palace, and officials at all levels. I've spent ten years reasoning with you......"

There was sadness in his eyes, but more bitterness.

"The harm and evil in the world are not in the place, not in the people, but in the temple, in you corpses and vegetarian bastards, who have no benevolence! Jiangshan Sheji, hundreds of millions of people, can you get half of your pity? They never get tired of eating, they don't get tired of eating, they are like turtles in the mud pond, and they are blind to the suffering of the world! ”

Emperor Zong Ming struggled in his hands, and Moqiu looked around.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he had just left the school, and he wanted to raise the three-foot Qingfeng and cut the injustices in the world!

At that time, he caught the old man who wanted to steal the pigskin; And now, in his hand, it is the emperor of Otsuki.

Is there a difference?

Perhaps.

Yang Dao for ten years, seeing and hearing with his own eyes, blood and tears.

The rich have no place to stand, and the poor have little place to stand.

Those who have attained have not helped the world, and the poor have no tiles to cover themselves.

Along the way, the injustices encountered, the unrighteous deeds known, and the unkind people seen...... My heart aches!

Today, it's all over!

With an angry palm, his body trembled three times.

Blood gushed out from his facial features, Emperor Zongming was as hideous as a demon in Senluo, where was there still half of the emperor's majesty?

The immortal family techniques he relied on and even relied on failed to save his life after all.

Mo Qiu let go of his palm, and the son of heaven of a country fell to the ground on his stomach, and the blood fell on the so-called dusty flowing clouds chasing the moon, wiping the blood on his body, and he couldn't bury his eyes full of bright red.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

After eating Moqiu's angry palm, Emperor Zong Ming was still not dead, and a wordless sound came out of his throat, like an unwilling murmur coming from under the Nine Springs.

He tried his best to move his head to the place where the Wanshou Immortal Palace was located, and his weak palms moved on the ground, wanting to get close to the misty Immortal Palace, that life's wish, it was so close, close at hand.

But it was so far away, so far that it couldn't get any closer to the Great Moon Country.

Emperor Zongming, don't move.