Shengwu Supreme

The old man standing at the door was about 80 to [-] years old. He looked old, wrinkled, and his beard and hair were white.It's just that his face is full of red light, and his eyes are piercing, shooting out two rays of light like electricity, which makes people shudder.

The three of Zhou Tianlong involuntarily took several steps back, and nervous expressions appeared on their faces.

"Who the hell is he? When did he appear here?" Zhou Tianlong frowned, staring at the old man cautiously.This old man appeared without anyone noticing, like a ghost, Zhou Tianlong and the other three didn't notice it at all.

And when he saw this old man, Mao Li Zhongxin's face suddenly showed joy, and he disregarded his status as the king of a country, and shouted loudly: "Father, save me!"

"Father Emperor?" Zhou Tianlong's expression changed instantly when he heard this address, he never dreamed that this old man was Mao Li Zhongxin's father.In other words, he is the last emperor of the Beihai Dynasty.

"Grandfather, hurry up and save Xiu'er!" Mao Lixiu's eyes suddenly flashed a light, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, he shouted loudly.

At this moment, Zhou Tianlong noticed that Chen Bing's body trembled violently suddenly, and he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, looking at the old man with fear in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?" Zhou Tianlong asked hastily, not knowing why.Lu Xiang also didn't understand why Chen Bing's reaction after seeing the old man was so strong, and he looked at Chen Bing suspiciously.

Chen Bing's face was pale, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, 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 Dijun Mori Thirteen, passed away three years ago!"

"What?" Hearing Chen Bing's words, the expressions 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 government affairs every day. He must be well aware of the dynamics of the Beihai Dynasty and would never talk nonsense.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tianlong and the two of them also had cold sweat on their foreheads.Although they don't believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world, they also know that the Maoli Thirteen in front of them must be a person, not a ghost; In front of their eyes, this couldn't help but make them feel frightened.

"This Maori Thirteen is shaming his name, it must be for the sake of meditation!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly.Regarding this kind of thing, he has also heard from Yujue that some peerless masters, in order to prevent others from disturbing their cultivation, announced their own death, and then hid themselves in the barren mountains to live in seclusion and practice meditation .

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! I heard from my father that when he passed away that day, his cultivation had already reached the level of Emperor Wu The realm of the sixth heaven!"

"It turns out that he is another Emperor Martial Realm master from the Huiri Empire!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly.Wei Yuan once told himself that day that the master of the Huorianmen, Akai Kota, was one of the two masters of the Huiri Empire at the Imperial Martial Realm. Zhou Tianlong had been wondering who the other master of the Imperial Martial Realm was, but he didn't expect it to be this The first emperor.Moreover, Akai Kota is only at the second level of the Emperor Martial Realm, and there is still a huge gap compared with this Mori Thirteen.

At this moment, the faces of Zhou Tianlong and Lu Xiang became even more ugly.Based on their current cultivation bases of Respected Martial Realm and True Martial Realm, it is naturally impossible to tell which level of Emperor Martial Realm Mao Li Thirteen's current cultivation has reached.But Zhou Tianlong and the others knew that during the past three years, Mao Lishisan had focused on cultivation without distraction, and his cultivation level must have been greatly improved. I am afraid that his current cultivation level is definitely beyond the sixth level of the Emperor Martial Realm.

"Oops!" Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhou Tianlong's forehead, because he suddenly remembered something.

The person with the highest cultivation level on my side is Dingbei King Song Tianfeng.However, Song Tianfeng is now only at the third level of the Emperor Martial Realm. Compared with Maoli Thirteen three years ago, he is still inferior, let alone Maoli Thirteen, whose cultivation has been greatly improved now.

"What should we do?" Thinking of this, Zhou Tianlong's heart was filled with tension.He is well aware of the role that an imperial martial artist can play in this kind of war. If Maori Thirteen attacks the Tianyu Dynasty army, he may kill tens of thousands of Tianyu Dynasty soldiers with just a single lift of his hand. .

"Let the two of them go, and I will spare the three of you!"

Just when Zhou Tianlong was secretly anxious, Mao Lishisan's old and gloomy voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

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

However, the three of them tried their best and risked their lives to enter the palace just to capture Mao Li Zhongxin.If Mao Li Zhongxin and the others were let go like this, Zhou Tianlong and the other three felt very unwilling.

Just when Zhou Tianlong and the three were in a dilemma, a voice suddenly came from the sky above the bedroom: "Hahahaha! It seems that His Majesty the Rain Emperor's predictions were right. Old Maori, you really are still alive!"

"Who?" The corners of Mao Lishisan's eyes suddenly twitched, and his face changed instantly. He didn't know who broke into the Beihai Dynasty's palace again.

Zhou Tianlong's face softened a little, and he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, because he had already recognized that the voice was Song Tianfeng, king of Dingbei.

"When we were dispatching troops in Songdao City that day, Uncle Song said that he was following His Majesty's secret decree to do a special thing, 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 sneaked into the Beihai Dynasty's palace long ago, and if Mao Li Shisan hadn't shown up, he wouldn't have acted; now seeing Mao Li Shisan and making things difficult for the three of them, Song Tianfeng naturally wouldn't stand idly by.

"But..." Zhou Tianlong still frowned, feeling very uneasy in his heart.Although Song Tianfeng arrived in time and rescued the three of himself, his cultivation was far inferior to that of Mao Li Shisan. Even if he made the move, the result would not be much better.

While Zhou Tianlong was thinking wildly, Mao Lishisan had already arrived in the courtyard, and he saw Song Tianfeng floating above the bedroom.

Afterwards, Zhou Tianlong, Lu Xiang, and Chen Bing escorted Mao Li Zhongxin and Mao Lixiu to the courtyard, looking nervously at Mao Li Shisan and Song Tianfeng.

"Who am I?" Mao Li Shisan looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was full of contempt and disdain: "After a long time of trouble, it turned out to be Prince Song! Prince Song has always been good, and this old man greets Prince Song!"

Song Tianfeng also laughed loudly: "How dare you! How dare you call yourself a 'prince' in front of Senior Maori!"

As he was speaking, Song Tianfeng flickered and landed in front of Mao Li Shisan, cupped his hands and said to him: "Song Tianfeng was deeply saddened when he learned of the death of Senior Mao Li that day! It is so happy to see that Senior Mao Li is still alive now. !"

"Hahahaha!" Mao Li Shisan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Prince Song, why are you so hypocritical? You and Ouyang Qingfeng are looking forward to the early death of the old man, I'm afraid they have been looking forward to it for more than ten years?"

Song Tianfeng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's a pity! No matter how much we hope, Senior Mao Li will never die, which really makes us anxious. Three years ago, the news of Senior Mao Li's death reached the Tianyu Empire, and the entire Tianyu Empire cheered. Even I believe that Senior Maori is dead!"

"But he doesn't believe it, right?" Maori Thirteen's face slowly became serious, and he said in a slightly sad tone: "He is the strongest opponent I have ever met in my life, compared to Lei Guo of the Leiyan Dynasty. God, I don't know how many times stronger! The Tianyu Empire is under his rule, and it is absolutely impossible for the Huiri Empire to destroy the Tianyu Empire!"

"It turns out that the 'he' that Mao Lishisan said was referring to His Majesty the Rain Emperor!" Zhou Tianlong nodded slightly.He knew that the Tianyu Empire and the Huiri Empire were old enemies, so the Rain Emperor and Maori Shisan must have fought many times.Whether it is from its own strength or the ability to govern the country and the army, Mao Lishisan has to look at Yuhuang with admiration.

Song Tianfeng nodded and said: "Your Majesty the Rain Emperor is so talented, he has long expected that Senior Maori would not die like this! This time, His Majesty the Rain Emperor sent me to the Huiri Empire to confirm this matter! And according to His Majesty the Yuhuang It is estimated that senior Maori faked his death and buried his name, it must be because of him!"

Mao Lishisan's face was extremely serious, and he nodded slowly: "Yes, I have always been on par with his cultivation base. The reason why I live in seclusion is to practice diligently and surpass him in cultivation base as soon as possible!"

"So, Senior Mao Li has already reached the eighth level of Emperor Martial Realm, right?" Song Tianfeng said slowly, looking at Mao Li Thirteen with more serious eyes.

"Eighth Heaven of the Imperial Martial Realm!" Zhou Tianlong's expression also changed instantly, Mao Li Shisan's cultivation was so high, Song Tianfeng was absolutely no match for him.

"What should we do?" Zhou Tianlong was thinking about countermeasures and wanted to find an opportunity to help Song Tianfeng.

Mao Lishisan's face became gloomy in an instant, and he said coldly to Song Tianfeng: "Since you already know, why do you come here to die?"

"Hahahaha!" To Maoli Thirteen's surprise, Song Tianfeng was not only not afraid, but turned to the sky and laughed.

Mao Lishisan stared at Song Tianfeng coldly, not knowing why he was laughing.

After a long time, Song Tianfeng said: "Senior Mao Li, as I said just now, His Majesty the Rain Emperor has long expected that senior is not dead! Didn't senior understand the meaning of this sentence?"

Mao Li Shisan's face changed instantly, as if he suddenly understood something.

At this moment, another voice suddenly came from mid-air: "Your Majesty Mao Li, how have you always been? Ouyang Qingfeng is being polite!"