"Mo Ling, you privately asked someone to pretend to be the late Immortal Emperor. Can this account be settled? Although there is no other force in the fairy world that can compete with you, justice will always exist!"

What Mo Ling didn't expect was that his most reliable subordinate showed his fangs to him at the most critical moment.

As for what justice Ma Yun said, in Mo Ling's opinion, it was a big joke.

The immortals in the fairy world only have the eyes of profit, and the so-called justice is just an excuse to act.

However, what made Mo Ling most uneasy was that Ma Yun was not Ma Yun, but the old man in gray robe who appeared behind Ma Yun at some time.

At this time, the old man in white robe was looking at him with a slight face, and he was very stunning to take action when he was disagreeable.

"Mo Ling, don't you want to say anything about this?"

A smug smile appeared on the corner of the fairy handsome Ma Yun's mouth.

His voice was quite loud, which made the onlookers stunned again.

In less than an hour, the plot reversed and then reversed, and they were dazzled, and they couldn't react.

As one of the thirteen immortal generals, Ma Yun usually does not show off any mountain or leaks, but just follows Mo Ling to fight.

It is very difficult now, and it can only explain one problem. No one can grow into a fairy handsome guy.

"What's the situation? Could it be that Ma Yun will become the Immortal Emperor in the end? This is too crazy!"

"I don't know, but I can see that King Mo Xian met his opponent!"

Just as the immortals began to talk about each other, Mo Ling spoke again.

"Who are you? Where are you from?"

He did not directly answer Ma Yun's words, but focused on the old man in gray robe.

The pressure this old man put on him was too great. In this fairy world, no one can put on him this pressure except the real Emperor Xiong Tian.

"Who am I? Haha, do you think you are qualified in the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal?"

At this moment, the old man in gray robe spoke lightly and even released a trace of his own momentum.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to let it go. Mo Ling's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and she was shocked.

"Southern Saint? By obtaining the legendary Hongmeng purple aura, you can become an existence in the holy position!"

In this fairy world, such an existence has not appeared in many years.

Now suddenly there is a living standing in front of him, how can you not be surprised?

It is said that after the Holy Lord of Heaven and Earth and a group of bigwigs disappeared inexplicably, the rules of heaven and earth in this chaotic world changed.

There used to be a large amount of Hongmeng purple aura, which disappeared instantly, leaving only a few and a very small part.

This is not counting. The Hongmeng purple aura in the bodies of many big men with above saints' cultivation level disappeared inexplicably, and their cultivation level also fell to the sub-saint realm.

Since then, it has been quite difficult for immortals to cultivate into the Daluo Golden Immortal, let alone from the Daluo Golden Immortal to the Sub-Saint.

From the sub-saint to the saint, it is necessary to obtain the legend that there is no great opportunity, great wisdom, and great merit.

Otherwise, the immortal world of Xiong Tiandi had existed for more than 100,000 years, how could there be two Daluo Golden Immortals on the surface?

There are rumors that as long as the reincarnation of the Holy Lord can be found, it is possible to allow a large amount of Hongmeng purple aura to return to this chaotic world.

But rumors are rumors after all, and here it is said that finding the reincarnation of the Holy Lord is a very difficult thing.

"Where are you from? To be honest, our Xiong Tiandi is just going out, and his cultivation is not comparable to you, the sub-saints."

Seeing that the old man in gray robe was a little strong, Mo Ling actually moved out of Xiong Tiandi.

In front of a sub-saint, the existence of the early stage cultivation of the Daluo Golden Immortal is indeed not qualified to speak.

"Haha, Emperor Xiong Tian is out? Childish, do you think I don't have one?"

Ma Yun didn't listen, so he almost vomited it out on the spot when he heard Mo Ling's words.

When Emperor Xiong Tian was there, Mo Ling wished that Emperor Tian would have an accident.

Now that I can't control the situation, I actually remembered my own Xiong Tiandi again. Such a person is so shameless.

"Black jade slip? Wait, do you know that Emperor Xiong Tian is outside? Could it be that he is from..."

Mo Ling is a smart person. As soon as Ma Yun spoke, he instantly understood a lot of things.

There are obviously some people who support Ma Yun, and the gray-robed Assassin behind him is a living example.

"Okay, let's come out, what's the point of pretending? Why not come out and re-set the rules so as not to delay major issues!"

After looking at Mo Ling contemptuously again, the old man in gray robe said to the air.

"Yeah? There are other people?"

Mo Ling suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw this.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sure enough, within a moment, dozens of figures were added in the air, half of which were immortal handsome men and immortal generals, and behind them was a master who had never appeared before.

Some immortal coaches and immortal generals escaped shortly afterwards, while others were Mo Ling's subordinates who had just received their orders.

The expressions of these immortal generals or immortal handsome men are all proud, and some even looked at Mo Ling provocatively.

Another big show!

The immortals really don’t know what to say at this moment. At this point, who knows what will be born next?

There are too many reversals, so much that they have begun to doubt their brains.

I thought these immortal coaches and immortal generals were supporting roles and clinkers, and each of them had the heart to be an immortal emperor.

Mo Ling's mood was bitter, and he really hated himself when he looked at everything in front of him.

Some things should have been thought of long ago. He cannot accept that an existence that is more powerful than the Daluo Golden Immortal enters the immortal world, which does not mean that others cannot.

The people under his command want to see him fall, so naturally they hope that the stronger the helper, the better.

"You... are very good!" He was so angry, but he was helpless, Mo Ling had to say something self-deprecatingly.

He asked the black-faced man on the jade slip to give more powerful magic weapons. Now it seems that these magic weapons have completely lost their effect.

In the presence of so many sub-saints, everything is futile.

"There is another friend who has not appeared yet. Do you think we are not sincere enough?"

Just as Mo Ling was quietly waiting for the final verdict, the drama was still not over, and the old man in gray robe who spoke first continued to say to the void.

"Yeah? Who else??"

Some master frowned. At this point, it would be not enough to hide it.

Everyone comes from outside the domain, so it goes without saying the purpose of coming here. Now it is the top priority to see how to allocate the small world that is already below the fairy world.

"Hmph! I didn't expect there were experts, not bad, not bad. It seems that this trip to the fairy world is destined to be very interesting."

After a moment, an old man in purple and blue beard suddenly appeared in the air.

He was extremely imposing. Except for the first old man in gray robe who could compare, no one else could compare with the other foreign masters.

"It's really boring. After fighting, I was finally put on the surface. If I had known this, why would I have to hide it in the beginning!"

Surprisingly, in addition to the appearance of the old man in purple robe, another old man in flower robe appeared.

He cursed casually as soon as he appeared, obviously not taking everyone seriously.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!