Eternal Sacred King Chapter 310: A lot of attention
On the spectator stand, just after Zhou Tianzi’s voice fell, many Jindan real people had already started to patrol and talk, wanting to find Mr. Mo's trace the first time.
A few real Jindan people noticed the green shirt monk walking in the distance, but didn't take it to heart.
is just a foundation-building monk in his twenties after all, no one cares.
But with the passage of time, no one stood up in the spectator stand, and the green shirt monk over there came straight to the spectator stand, getting closer and closer.
More and more real Jindan people noticed this scene.
Qingshuangmen Elder Zhang had seen Mo Ling in the palace, when he saw Brother Qingshan coming, he just snorted.
But then, Elder Zhang's eyes condensed, and he landed on the sect token on the waist of the monk Qingshan, and he could no longer move it away.
Elder Zhang did see Mo Ling’s appearance, but he didn’t know the true identity of Mo Ling, let alone the relationship between Mo Ling and Miao Feng.
Sima Zhi frowned and asked: "Elder Zhang, haven't you seen this Mo Ling, where is he?"
"How could this be, how could this be?"
"He, he is actually a misty peak..."
Elder Zhang has not heard of it, his expression is lost, and he muttered to himself, looking desperate.
The third area is filled with Jindan real people from the five sects.
These people also noticed that Elder Zhang was abnormal, and followed Elder Zhang’s gaze and looked down.
Qingshuangmen and Nanyuezong's Jindan real person did not respond, but frowned, wondering why the foundation-building monk of the misty peak came over.
But the real Canglang narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes was fleeting!
Su Zimo!
"You think there is a misty peak protecting me, so I can't move you?"
The real Canglang smiled coldly and drank all the wine in his glass.
"Ah!"
Liu Hui whispered, looking at the monk Qingshan in the distance in disbelief.
Xuan Yi's expression also changed drastically. Under the agitated heart, he stood up, and his eyes showed ecstasy!
He's not dead!
He really is alive!
At this moment, Xuan Yi suddenly felt a lot easier.
Su Zimo did not die, proving that there were successors after his sword formation.
Wait for Su Zimo to go back and practice for another ten years, and wait until the next sect competition opens. With his talent, he may not be able to stay on the list!
Maybe... After ten years of cultivation, Su Zimo might be eligible to compete for the spirit list.
Thinking of this, Xuan Yi couldn't help laughing.
This time the Zongmen Competition, it doesn't matter if Miaofeng cannot get a place, at least Su Zimo is still alive, and the hope of Miaofeng is not extinguished.
"If Wenxuan knew that you were still alive, maybe he would feel better in his heart..."
Xuan Yi muttered silently in his heart.
……
Below the viewing platform, many Jindan real people looked at the green-shirted monk who was getting closer, frowning and showing unhappy expressions.
After all, this is the seat of the Jindan real person, whoever is the foundation building monk can come up casually, even the ethereal foundation building monk, can’t break the rules!
The discussion in the spectator stand grew louder, and many Jindan real people showed dissatisfaction.
Watching the entrance of the battlefield, the three guards commanded the horned man, Bai Yuhan, and the vulture, their expressions calm and ignored.
"Hey!"
A real Jindan drank a lot of wine, his face was red, and he stood up with Jiujin and shouted at the three guards.
"Three...Oh, three fellow daoists, who are these people?" This person held a wine glass in his hand, pointed at Su Zimo, and hiccuped.
The three major guards lowered their eyebrows and said nothing.
The figure was swaying, drunk and bewildered, and shouted: "This is the spectator stand of the real Jindan, what does this man want to do when he ran up, ah? You guard the royal city, and the imperial army won't blast him away! "
The three major guards remained motionless, unheard of.
In the spectator stand, the voice of discussion gradually became quieter.
Some quick-minded monks gradually passed away.
This monk in the green shirt has already come close by sight, not only three
The guard didn't mean to stop, and the emperor Zhou actually acquiesced!
What does this mean?
hiss!
Many monks took a breath in secret, their expressions changed slightly.
Could it be...
This young foundation building monk, won’t be...
The drunk Jindan real person was also a little awake, shook his head, tried to open his eyes, and looked at the incoming person.
At this moment, the eyes of more than 100,000 foundation-building monks and thousands of real Jindan real men fell on the green shirt monks who were about to set foot on the golden carpet!
Many people are watching!
Su Zimo came to the spectator stand, and the three guards on both sides bowed and clasped their fists at the same time, saying: "Mr. Mo, please take a seat."
Su Zimo nodded, looked calm, stepped on the golden carpet, and climbed up the stairs!
Boom!
The six words fell, as if a huge boulder was dropped on the calm lake surface, and a stormy sea was set off in the hearts of everyone!
In the huge square, it was silent at this moment, as if everyone was strangled by an invisible force, unable to breathe.
The same goes for the spectator stand.
On stage and off stage, time seems to stand still.
Everyone is petrified in place, motionless, only the green shirt monk on the golden carpet is still coming step by step!
咣咣!
The wine glass in the hands of the drunk Jindan real person fell to the ground, making a noise.
This sound seemed to break the freezing of time.
This person was startled in a cold sweat, and he woke up in a moment of alcohol, recalling what he had just said before, all over his body was agitated, he hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists, and said with a panic expression: "See, see, I have seen Mr. Mo!"
The monks at the bottom of the viewing platform are all casual cultivators.
After all, these casual cultivators have not experienced too many scenes, and the name of Mo Ling is too prominent and scared to death, some casual cultivators stood up subconsciously.
"Mr. Mo!"
"Mr. Mo!"
Following Su Zimo's march, on both sides of the spectator stand, rows of Jindan real men stood up, holding their fists and saluting, it was extremely spectacular.
The stars are arched over the moon, gaining momentum!
At this moment~IndoMTL.com~Everyone ignored the age and cultivation of the person in front of them.
On the body of this green shirt monk, all they felt was the shock of the audience, the superb aura, it was hard to resist!
The higher the steps, the higher the strength and status of the Jindan real people on both sides.
, some Jindan real people behind had no intention of standing up and saluting because of their status.
Hundreds of real Jindan people in front of them all stood up, if they were sitting motionless, it would be too conspicuous.
There was almost no time to think about it, and coupled with the confusion in their minds, when Su Zimo came over, they also stood up subconsciously.
Su Zimo walked all the way, and all the real Jin Dan in the spectator stand became the background.
"Good, good, good!"
Xuan Yi's heart was agitated, and he said repeatedly.
As a real Jindan, Liu Hui covered her lips, her eyes were flushed, and she couldn't suppress her emotions, so she cried.
came to the royal city, they suffered too much cold eyes, too much ridicule.
Misty Peak is declining, Misty Peak is no longer working, and news that Misty Peak is about to be kicked out of the five major sects keeps coming.
She was unable to refute.
But at this moment, all the rumors have disappeared!
She finally understood why the three commanders would tell them that Miaofeng is going to be famous again!