Chapter 309: Please come to the spectator seat
"Despicable!"
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This time the sect is in a big competition, and the Ethereal Peak is already weak, and there is only one five-vein foundation that can be worthy of a battle, if it is targeted again, it is really no chance at all.
"Roar!"
At this moment, in the distant sky, there was an earth-shattering roar, shaking the void and being extremely majestic.
The hearts of the people were shocked, and they followed the prestige.
I saw five tall and fierce-looking lions galloping side by side, with a fierce momentum, and the hair on their bodies was all golden yellow, without any variegation, and their bodies seemed to be burning with golden flames.
"It's the Golden Lion!"
"Ancient relics, and it's also the golden lion of the Jindan Realm!"
Five golden lions were tied to iron reins and an ancient chariot was pulled behind them.
There was a middle-aged man standing on the chariot, dressed in a golden robe, his eyes were like lightning, he was not angry and arrogant, and his body exuded a domineering aura that swept the world!
The person on the chariot is none other than the Great Zhou Tianzi!
"Meet the King!"
All the guards of the forbidden army here all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, the sound was terrifying!
Jin Dan Zhenren on the spectator seat hurriedly got up, clasped his fists one after another, and nodded his head.
"Soldiers, please take a seat. ā
Zhou Tianzi's tone was calm, he jumped off the chariot, came to the highest position of the viewing seat, and sat down.
......
"I finally saw the Great Zhou Tianzi, this time the sect Dabi did not come in vain. ā
"It's such a big aura, I almost knelt down just now. ā
Around the four jade pillars, many foundation-building monks were impressed by Zhou Tianzi's demeanor, and they discussed in a low voice, looking excited.
Su Zimo's expression was indifferent, his eyes were as calm as water, and it seemed that the arrival of Zhou Tianzi had no effect on him.
Shen Mengqi's eyes swept and asked seemingly casually, "Su Zimo, how did you meet Princess Da Zhou?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Su Zimo didn't even look at Shen Mengqi, and asked rhetorically.
Shen Mengqi snorted and said, "Su Zimo, don't be complacent, it's not a big deal to know Princess Da Zhou!"
"Moreover, let me remind you that you have already made enemies against Bixia Palace and True Fire Gate, because of Princess Da Zhou, I see that the disciples of Qingshuang Gate are also hostile to you. ā
Shen Mengqi sneered: "Princess Da Zhou's actions have invisibly set up many strong enemies for you, I'll see how you end up in a while!"
Su Zimo smiled indifferently.
Spectators.
Zhou Tianzi pressed his hands weakly, and the crowd gradually quieted down.
Zhou Tianzi said in a deep voice: "The great competition of the sect will start soon, before that, I want to introduce a refiner, I think you have all heard of his name. ā
"The First Refiner of the Great Zhou!"
"Mr. Mo Lingmo!"
"Of course we do. ā
On the viewing seat, many Jindan real people said with a smile, nodding their heads one after another, showing anticipation.
Zhou Tianzi said again: "Although you have heard of his name, there must not be many people who have seen his true face. ā
"Not bad. ā
Yining Zhenren smiled bitterly: "Last time, I wanted to thank Mr. Mo in person, but unfortunately I didn't see it." ā
Nanyue Sect Yunshan Zhenren also nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Mo is too mysterious. ā
Zhou Tianzi smiled slightly and said, "This time, I invited Mr. Mo to come and become the judge of this sect's great refining competition, and you will be able to meet him soon." ā
Many Jindan real people were shocked.
A refiner who can customize the best spiritual weapon, which Jindan real person doesn't want to befriend?
Canglang Zhenren squinted his eyes and was also patrolling around.
He wants to see who this Mr. Mo is, what grievances he has with him, and why he humiliates him in public!
Around the four jade pillars, many foundation building monks also stared at each other, constantly looking into the air in the distance, wanting to see this legendary Mr. Mo for the first time.
"You say, how will Mr. Mo appear?"
"Don't worry, it will definitely not be smaller than the princess's formation. ā
"With Mr. Mo's strength and status, even if he is riding a pure-blooded beast, I believe it. ā
Everyone was curious and talked about it with great interest.
The little fat man also turned his head and asked excitedly, "Big brother, how old do you guess Mr. Mo is and what he looks like?"
Su Zimo said: "Twenty years old......
"Hahaha!"
As soon as Su Zimo spoke, there was a burst of laughter around him, and many people looked at Su Zimo's eyes, as if they were looking at an idiot.
Tao Feng's eyes were full of mockery, and he chuckled: "The refiner of the Ethereal Peak, it's really a joke, hehe!"
Shen Mengqi frowned and said, "Su Zimo, if you don't know, just say you don't know, no one will blame you." If you talk nonsense like this, you will only attract ridicule from others and expose your ignorance!"
"Oh?" Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shen Mengqi said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo can customize the best spiritual weapon, do you think this is something that a person in his twenties can do? Even if I don't know how to refine weapons, I can still figure out this truth." ā
At this moment, Zhou Tianzi's voice sounded again.
"Actually, Mr. Mo has been here a long time ago, right among you!"
"Huh?"
"Mr. Mo is here, where is he?"
On the viewing seat, all the Jindan real people subconsciously looked to their side, but found that the other party also looked at them with a confused face.
Zhou Tianzi raised his voice and said, "Mr. Mo, please come to the watch seat." ā
As soon as the words fell, thousands of Jindan real people and more than 100,000 foundation building monks suddenly fell silent.
Everyone held their breath, but their eyes kept roaming around.
The people of Ethereal Peak, Tao Feng, Jun Hao, Si Yutang, Shen Mengqi and others are also subconsciously looking for it.
Suddenly.
A figure moved, walked past everyone, and attracted everyone's attention.
"Su Zimo, what are you doing!"
Shen Mengqi frowned and shouted.
Su Zimo was unmoved.
Tao Feng sneered: "I really don't know whether I live or die, in front of the Son of Heaven, I dare to be presumptuous!"
"It's Mr. Mo, not you......" Shen Mengqi shouted again, but suddenly realized something, and her face changed.
Su Zimo didn't hear it, continued to walk forward, patted him on the shoulder in the stunned gaze of the little fat man, smiled slightly, walked 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 the eyes of more than 100,000 foundation building monks!
Under the gaze of countless scorching eyes, Su Zimo's expression was not a little cramped, but calmly, carrying his hands behind his back, and walking forward slowly.
Go over the sunken area and walk in the direction of the spectator seat.
"Who is this man and what are you going to do?"
"He's only in his twenties, so he can't be Mr. Mo. ā
"That's it, how can a foundation-building monk be Mr. Mo!"
In the crowd, many monks sneered.
After sneering, everyone looked at Su Zimo, who was gradually moving away, but the crowd suddenly quieted down strangely.
A weak voice sounded: "None of us have ever seen Mr. Mo, why can't he be a foundation building monk in his twenties?"
No one responded.
Everyone was waiting for an answer. (To be continued.) )