Seeing Pingxiu's posture, Mo Zhongtian could probably guess Pingxiu's intentions.

However, if he just gave up resisting, he would be caught without a fight.

It has been spread that the dignity lost by the Monet dynasty in his hands today may never be regained.

But right now, Cao Tianzheng has just left, even if he gets the news and rushes back, he is not an opponent of Ping Xinghun.

Unless Gong Ziliang appeared, it would be meaningless for the situation to drag on any longer. "Why……"

Sighing softly, Mo Zhongtian pushed away a golden armored soldier standing in front of him, and walked forward.

Hear movement from behind.

Mo Shaoyun, Xing Feng, Zhou Wu and others who were standing in the front looked back.

When he saw Mo Zhongtian's firm steps, he stepped forward resolutely.

The expressions on the faces of several people suddenly changed to varying degrees.

"Father!"

"His Majesty!"

"Lord Mo..."

The three of them, in no particular order, opened their mouths to say something.

However, Mo Zhongtian raised his hand to interrupt, and his eyes swept over the three of them. After staying on Xing Feng for a while, they finally landed on Mo Shaoyun.

"Yun'er, from today onwards, you can inherit the throne, that is, the emperor!"

"Zhou Aiqing, you were meritorious in escorting Yun'er earlier, you were promoted to the third rank, and you were allowed to enter the cabinet."

"Mr. Xing, I shouldn't have asked for anything from you, but Yun'er is still young, I hope you can take care of me after I leave."

...

In a few words, Mo Zhongtian passed the throne to Mo Shaoyun without giving them time to react.

And paved the way for Mo Shaoyun as much as possible.

After making these arrangements, Mo Zhongtian seemed to have relieved the heavy burden on his shoulders, walked briskly in front of Pingxiu, and said: "Mr. Ping, from now on, Mo will be your prisoner."

Hearing Mo Zhongtian's self-deprecating words, Pingxiu narrowed his eyes, his gaze changed from respect before to full of fear.

In order to protect the overall situation, Mo Zhongtian even gave up the country.

Willing to become a prisoner from the supreme king.

Mo Zhongtian like this is really scary!

"Father, no!"

"I don't want this throne, I want my father to come back!"

"Surnamed Ping, you have to arrest me. Senior Liang and I are inseparable, you arrested me, and when Senior Liang comes back, you can use me to threaten Senior Liang!"

Mo Shaoyun finally realized what happened, and was about to step forward while shouting.

However, before Mo Shaoyun could take a step forward, a flash of sword light flooded the hall.

Immediately, Xing Feng's voice sounded beside him: "Xing doesn't like being left alone, Lord Mo, your son, you should watch it yourself."

After Xing Feng said in a cold voice, his sword was shining brightly, and he pinched Pingxiu, "Mr. Ping, if you dare to touch a hair of Mr. Mo, Xing's sword will surely take away your head!"

Seeing the situation in the hall, it suddenly became tense again.

Pingxiu's face couldn't help but become very ugly.

I am weighing in my heart.

Suddenly, a burst of exclamation came from Ping Xinghun, and rang out from the few people guarding outside the hall.

"What it is?"

"A divine bird! A divine bird that knows the sea!"

Divine bird?

For a moment, the attention of everyone in the hall was attracted by the sudden call.

When the atmosphere eased, Pingxiu keenly caught the words "Sea Consciousness Realm" mentioned by those people outside, and his face changed slightly.

At this time, it will appear in the Sea of ​​Consciousness Realm in Nan'an City.

Could it be that Cao Tian is leaving and returning?

On the other side, Xing Feng also thought of this possibility, his eyes flashed, he leaned forward with his sword, activated the exhausted sword energy, wrapped Mo Zhongtian and flew back.

Regardless of whether the person who came was Cao Tianzheng, save Mo Zhongtian first.

"Um?"

Pingxiu sensed Xing Feng's intention and was about to stop it.

But with the magic whip seal on his body, he could only watch helplessly as Mo Zhongtian was swept away by the sword energy.

"Stay here."

Just as he was in a hurry, a soft drink sounded beside him.

With a wave of Ping Xinghun across the air, the spiritual energy of the Sea Consciousness Realm rolled out, easily defeating Xing Feng's sword energy.

However, at the next moment, before Ping Xinghun could take Mo Zhongtian back, in the field of vision, the sword light scattered all over the hall, and Xing Feng's body suddenly had a destructive aura.

"Let him go."

"Or, except for you, everyone here will be buried with Lord Mo together!"

Those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, and those who are hard are afraid of death.

Facing this moment, if there is a disagreement, they will risk everything and drag Xing Feng, who will die with everyone.

The corner of Ping Xinghun's eyes trembled, and the palm he was about to slap hovered in mid-air, unable to fall.

With his cultivation of Sea Consciousness Realm, it's easy to suppress Xing Feng who doesn't even have Crossing Tribulation Realm.

But there is no guarantee that after Xing Feng self-destructs, how many of these people in the hall can he keep alive.

He can ignore the others.

But if it hurts Pingxiu, such consequences are not something he and the Pingjiang Dynasty can bear.

Moreover, this completely violated his original intention of coming here this time.

Just at the time when Ping Xing's soul was thrown into the mouse.

"Brother Wang, my brother came too late to save me, I hope brother Wang will forgive me!"

A voice that made him feel familiar suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Ping Xiu heard that voice, and the "Brother Wang" he called should be himself.

Combined with that voice, I immediately knew who was coming.

However, when he turned his head and looked outside the hall, the first thing he saw was a golden spirit beast.

The huge number is several times larger than the palace where everyone is.

"Conscious Sea Realm!"

Immediately, feeling the aura emanating from the Phoenix-winged Shenpeng, Pingxiu's pupils shrank suddenly.

A sea-conscious spirit beast?

If it weren't for the spirit beast in front of him, its appearance and characteristics were very clear, it was clearly a roc bird.

Otherwise, I would have to wonder whether it was the divine bird of Bi Fang born in the Bi Fang Dynasty that came here.

And when Pingxiu's eyes barely turned around the Phoenix-winged God Pengniao, and finally saw a figure on the back of the Pengniao.

In an instant, the peace of mind almost burst.

Riding a sea-conscious spirit beast, what kind of noble status is that figure?

The rest of the people in the hall were also shocked by the scene they saw at this moment, and their brains lost their ability to think for a short time.

Just a sea-conscious spirit beast is scary enough.

There is even one who uses the sea-consciousness spirit beast as a mount.

Such a combination, just standing there, already represents an extremely terrifying energy!

Thinking deeply, the power behind this person, Yipeng, is at least at the level of the Holy Land.

at this moment.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!"

From behind the Pengniao, the previous voice sounded again.

Immediately, a figure swollen into a pig's head walked quickly, and went straight to Pingxiu.

Looking at the person who came, Pingxiu felt very familiar, but his mind was in shock, so that he couldn't realize who this person was for a moment.

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