The old man standing at the door was about seventy or eighty years old, with a very old appearance, wrinkles, and white hair.

Zhou Tianlong and the three of them involuntarily took several steps back, and nervousness appeared on their faces.

"Who is he, and when did he appear here?" Zhou Tianlong frowned, staring at the old man cautiously. The old man appeared unconsciously, like a ghost, and Zhou Tianlong and the three of them didn't notice it at all.

And when he saw this old man, Maori Zhongxin's face suddenly appeared with joy, and at that moment, regardless of his identity as the king of a country, he shouted loudly: "Father, save me!"

"Father?" Hearing this title, Zhou Tianlong's face changed instantly, and he never dreamed that this old man would be the father of Maori Zhongxin. In other words, he was the last emperor of the Beihai Dynasty.

"Grandpa Huang, come and save Xiu'er!" Mao Lixiu's eyes also suddenly flashed with a light, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, Zhou Tianlong found that Chen Bing's body suddenly trembled violently, and he involuntarily took several steps back, and his eyes when he looked at the old man were suddenly filled with fear.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?" Zhou Tianlong didn't know why, and hurriedly asked. Lu Xiang also couldn't understand why Chen Bing's reaction was so strong when he saw this old man, and looked at Chen Bing with a puzzled expression.

Chen Bing's face was pale, his eyes were full of shock and incredulity, his voice became trembling, and he said to Zhou Tianlong and Lu Xiang: "I once heard my father say that the predecessor of the Beihai Dynasty, Maoli Thirteen, had passed away three years ago!"

"What?" Hearing Chen Bing's words, the faces of Zhou Tianlong and Lu Xiang also changed instantly. Zhou Tianlong knew that Chen Bing's father was the prime minister of the Tianyu Dynasty, and he dealt with major affairs of the court every day, so he must know the dynamics of the Beihai Dynasty well, and he would never talk nonsense.

As soon as they thought of this, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads of Zhou Tianlong and the others. Although they didn't believe in the existence of ghosts and gods in this world, and they knew that the Maori Thirteen in front of them must be a human being, not a ghost, but when they heard the news and the fact that Maori Thirteen was standing in front of them at this moment, they couldn't help but feel frightened.

"This Maoli Thirteen is buried in his name, it must be for meditation and cultivation!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly. Regarding this kind of thing, he had also heard Yu Jue say that there were some peerless masters, in order to prevent others from disturbing his Qing cultivation, they announced their death to the outside world, and then hid in seclusion in the barren mountains and mountains to cultivate quietly.

Chen Bing's face was extremely solemn, and he said to Zhou Tianlong and Lu Xiang again: "This Maoli Thirteen is the number one master of the Huiri Empire!

"It turns out that he is another Emperor Martial Realm master of the Huiri Empire!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly. On that day, Wei Yuan had told himself that the master of the Fire Refining Sect, Akai Kota, was one of the two Emperor Martial Realm masters of the Huiri Empire, and Zhou Tianlong had been thinking about who the other Emperor Martial Realm master was, but he didn't expect it to be the previous emperor. Moreover, Akai Kota is just a cultivator of the Emperor Martial Realm Double Heaven, and there is still a huge gap compared to this Maori Thirteen.

At this moment, the faces of Zhou Tianlong and Lu Xiang became even more difficult to look at. With their current cultivation in the Venerable Martial Realm and True Martial Realm, it was naturally impossible to tell which level of the Emperor Martial Realm Maoli Thirteen's current cultivation had reached. However, Zhou Tianlong and the others knew that in the past three years, Mao Li Thirteen has no distractions, and his cultivation must be greatly improved, but I am afraid that his current cultivation is definitely more than the Six Heavens of the Emperor Martial Realm.

"Oh no!" a cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhou Tianlong's forehead, as he suddenly remembered something.

The person who cultivates to the highest level on his side is Song Tianfeng, the king of Dingbei. However, Song Tianfeng is only the cultivation of the Three Heavens of the Emperor Martial Realm now, which is still inferior to the Gross Profit Thirteen three years ago, not to mention the current Gross Profit Thirteen who has greatly improved.

"What can I do about this?" As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Tianlong's heart was suddenly full of nervousness. He was well aware of the role that an Emperor Martial Realm martial artist could play in this kind of war, and if Maori Thirteen attacked the army of the Heavenly Rain Dynasty, he was afraid that he would be able to kill tens of thousands of soldiers of the Heavenly Rain Dynasty with just a raise of his hand.

"Let the two of them go, I'll spare the three of you from dying!"

Just when Zhou Tianlong was secretly anxious in his heart, the old and gloomy voice of Maoli Thirteen suddenly came from the opposite side.

The faces of Zhou Tianlong and the others suddenly turned pale. They knew that with the cultivation of Maori Thirteen, they could easily kill the three of them. Releasing people is the only way out for the three of them, even if the three of them don't let go, Maori Thirteen will inevitably start to rob people, and the three of them can't stop them at all.

However, the three of them tried their best to risk their lives to enter the palace in order to capture Maori CITIC. If Maori CITIC and the two of them were released like this, Zhou Tianlong and the three of them felt very unwilling in their hearts.

Just when Zhou Tianlong and the three of them were in a dilemma, a voice suddenly came out from above the bedroom: "Ha Lu Ha Old Maori thief, you are still alive in the world!"

"Who?" Mao Li Thirteen's eyes suddenly lifted, and his face changed instantly, and he didn't know who broke into the palace of the Beihai Dynasty.

Zhou Tianlong's face softened slightly, and he was secretly relieved in his heart, because he had already heard it, and that voice was Song Tianfeng, the king of Dingbei.

"When the troops were divided and sent to Songdao City that day, Uncle Song said that he was going to do a special thing under the secret order of His Majesty the Rain Emperor, and it turned out to be this thing!" Zhou Tianlong finally understood what Song Tianfeng meant that day. He knew that Song Tianfeng must have infiltrated the palace of the Beihai Dynasty a long time ago, and if Maoli Thirteen did not show up, he would not make a move;

"But ......" Zhou Tianlong was still frowning, and he was very uneasy in his heart. Although Song Tianfeng arrived in time and saved the three of them, his cultivation was far inferior to Maoli Thirteen, and even if he made a move, the result must not be much better.

Just when Zhou Tianlong was thinking wildly, Maoli Thirteen had already come to the courtyard and saw Song Tianfeng suspended above the bedroom room.

Subsequently, Zhou Tianlong, Lu Xiang, and Chen Bing escorted Maori CITIC and Maori Xiu to the courtyard, looking at Maori Thirteen and Song Tianfeng with nervous expressions.

"Who should I be?" Maori Thirteen looked up to the sky and smiled, and the laughter was full of contempt and disdain: "After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be Prince Song!

Song Tianfeng also laughed: "How dare you! How dare the kid call himself a 'prince' in front of his Maori predecessors!"

As he spoke, Song Tianfeng's body shook, and he fell in front of Maori Thirteen, and said to him: "Song Tianfeng was very sad to learn of the death of Maori seniors that day!

"Ha Lu Ha Ha

Song Tianfeng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's a pity! No matter how much we hope, the Maori predecessors will never die, which really makes us anxious." Three years ago, the news of the death of the Maori seniors reached the Tianyu Empire, and the Tianyu Empire cheered and cheered, even I believed that the Maori seniors were dead!"

"But he doesn't believe it, doesn't he?" Maori Thirteen's face slowly became solemn, and he said in a slightly gloomy tone: "He is the most powerful opponent I have ever met in my life, and I don't know how many times stronger than the Thunder Flame Dynasty's Thunder Heaven, I don't know how many times stronger than the Thunder Dao!

"It turns out that the 'he' mentioned by Maoli Thirteen actually refers to His Majesty the Rain Emperor!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly. He knew that the Heavenly Rain Empire and the Huiri Empire were old enemies, so the Rain Emperor and Maori Thirteen must have fought many times. Whether it is from its own strength or from the ability to govern the country and the army, Maori Thirteen has to look at the rain emperor with admiration.

Song Tianfeng nodded and said: "His Majesty the Rain Emperor is eloquent, he has long expected that the Maori predecessor would not die like this! This time, His Majesty the Rain Emperor sent me to the Huiri Empire to determine this matter! Moreover, according to the estimation of the Rain Emperor, the Maori predecessor must have died for him!"

Maori Thirteen's face was extremely serious, and he nodded slowly: "Yes, I have always been on par with his cultivation. The reason why I went into seclusion was to cultivate diligently and surpass him in cultivation as soon as possible!"

"So the Maori seniors have now reached the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of the Emperor Martial Realm, right?" Song Tianfeng said slowly, and the eyes that looked at Maori Thirteen became more solemn.

"Emperor Martial Realm Eight Heavens!" Zhou Tianlong's face also changed instantly, Mao Li Thirteen's cultivation was so high, Song Tianfeng was definitely not his opponent.

"What should I do?" Zhou Tianlong was thinking about countermeasures in his heart, wanting to find an opportunity to help Song Tianfeng.

Maoli Thirteen's face instantly became gloomy, and he said coldly to Song Tianfeng: "Since you already know the Dao, why did you come to send him to death?"

"Ha Lu Ha!" To Maori Thirteen's surprise, Song Tianfeng was not afraid, but looked up to the sky and smiled.

Maori Thirteen's eyes stared at Song Tianfeng coldly, not knowing why he was laughing.

After a long time, Song Tianfeng said: "Maori senior, I have already said just now, His Majesty the Rain Emperor has long expected that his predecessor is not dead!

Maori Thirteen's face changed instantly, as if he suddenly understood something.

At this moment, another voice suddenly came from mid-air: "Your Majesty Maoli, you have always been good, Ouyang Qingfeng is polite!"