Chapter 587: Mokozhi Arrives

Suddenly, the entire Lingyan Pavilion became silent.

At the moment Taiming Ancestor appeared, everyone present felt that, except for Chen Mo, the coercion of those around him shrouded in the heavens and the earth quickly dissipated.

"The Great Elder Taiming? Could it be... the Taiming ancestor of the Tailing Ancient Clan?"

Between heaven and earth, countless powerful men raised their heads and looked at the figure with shocking eyes. Their eyes were full of astonishment. After all, in this vast world, the name of the ancestor Taiming was too loud.

Because since the ancient war, Taiming ancestor is one of the core figures resisting the invasion of evil races outside the territory.

Among the top powerhouses in the Great Thousand World, they are all pivotal figures.

It is the true power of the superpower of the Tailing Ancient Clan.

Part of the reason why Lingyan Pavilion has such a great reputation today is that it was lifted with the help of the ancient Tailing clan.

It's just that this kind of character has always seen the dragon without seeing the end, and actually condescended to watch the battle of the sons of the mainland.

And judging from this coercion, it seems that what comes is still the ontology.

This is alarming.

But when I think about it, the young pavilion owner of Lingyan Pavilion is the saint of the ancient Tailing tribe.

It seems not unsurprising that people come to cheer for the sake of face.

In the countless respectful eyes, Chen Mo waved his sleeve robe, and a golden throne appeared directly above the White Jade Square. Chen Mo smiled and said, "Please."

The ancestor Taiming was not polite, his figure fell from the sky, and then landed on the golden throne directly above the White Jade Square.

After the ancestor Taiming took his seat, he smiled slightly at Chen Mo in the sky: "How long has it been since I have seen this, how does the old man feel that the strength of Pavilion Master Chen has improved a lot..."

Chen Mo smiled with his fist, "Slightly breakthrough."

Taiming ancestor's pupils shrank, Chen Mo's previous strength was able to compete with the quasi-sage Tianzhi, and now his strength has improved a lot, wouldn't he be able to compete with the real Sheng-tianzhi?

Chen Mo didn't pay attention to the expression of the ancestor Taiming, waved his sleeves again, and the left and right sides directly above the White Jade Square once again condensed a dozen golden thrones.

When Yun Yun, Qing Mo and others took their seats in turn.

Everyone was surprised to find that there were two positions left.

Even the ancestor of Taiming was slightly taken aback.

Apart from Chen Mo's own position, who owns another position?

"Elder Futu Xuan unexpectedly came, then please show up!"

Chen Mo said to a void.

The ancestor Taiming was taken aback, and immediately followed the direction of Chen Mo's gaze. There was indeed something wrong with the void, hiding a trace of extremely strong sealing power.

But what surprised the ancestor Taiming was that he didn't even notice it for the first time, but was noticed by Chen Mo.

Everyone looked at each other, anyone else came?

Chen Mo stood with his hand, if it hadn't been prompted by the system, he really couldn't find it.

"what?"

In the void, the sound of shock sounded, and the space was distorted immediately, and an old man in a green robe appeared in front of everyone.

Behind the Qingpao, there is a pattern of a small crystal tower.

The soft voice was made by the old man in Qingpao.

"Weird, Chen Mo, even the old monster Taiming didn't find the old man, how did you detect the old man here?"

Futu Xuan stroked his beard and looked at Chen Mo suspiciously.

Chen Mo smiled, did not answer, but gave instructions to the golden throne below, and said respectfully: "Please."

Futu Xuan was taken aback, and then grinned: "The secret, the old man understands, I won't ask if I don't talk about the old man."

After speaking, the figure sat down towards the golden throne below.

At the moment when he sat on the throne, Fu Tu Xuan quipped to the ancestor Taiming: "Old monster Taiming, after so many years, you are still not good at learning."

"Your ancient Buddha tribe is proficient in the power of sealing, and you often seal your own cultivation base as a cover. If you hide, a few people can find you, but if you practice a few hands face to face, you will still be tender." Too The ancestor Ming replied.

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Below, everyone was in an uproar again after a stunned film meeting.

Oh my goodness.

Elder Futu Xuan, even he appeared.

It seems that the marriage between Lingyan Pavilion and the ancient Buddha tribe is a certainty.

Everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

Lingpin Tianzhi is already the strongest in their eyes.

Not only did there appear more than a dozen Spiritual Heavenly Sovereigns just now.

Now there are two more Saints Heavenly Sovereigns.

You know, Shengpin Tianzhizun is the pinnacle powerhouse standing in the great world. He is not born in the world on weekdays. It is extremely difficult to meet each other. Now there are two people.

Below, Jiuyou looked at this shocking scene, feeling extremely excited, secretly saying that Lingyan City was not in vain.

In the palace behind, Bossie, Bibi Dong and others looked at the crowds through the window, especially when they remembered the scene of the crowds kneeling on the ground before, Bossie whispered:

"Is this the real husband?"

Holding hands by Bo Saixi, Chen Che, who was already two years old, looked into the distance with clear eyes, and said gruffly: "Mom, I will also become a person like Dad in the future."

Bo Saixi squatted down, stroked Chen Che's head lightly, and smiled: "Cheer, good deed, you will definitely be like a father in the future."

Chen Che smiled idiotically.

Bibi Dong, A Yin, Bingdi, Xuedi, Meishuang, Xiao Wu and the others were also a little drunk when they saw all this in front of them.

Inexplicably, such a thought came into being.

This is my man.

A window on the other side of the palace.

Qing Yanjing is standing here alone. Although she is Heavenly Sovereign, she is not from Lingyan Pavilion.

So it can only be seen from the rear.

At this time, I found Chen Mo quite interesting.

...

Chen Mo looked down at the people below, just when he was about to take a seat.

His eyes suddenly condensed, and he smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the two of the Mokogu clan would also condescend to come to my pavilion."

Chen Mo's faint voice resounded across the sky.

Qing Yanjing frowned.

As long as she heard the Mokogu tribe, she couldn't help but feel disgusted.

"Hehe, how can the old man not come to see the grand event of selecting the sons of the mainland."

As the words sounded, the space suddenly distorted, and immediately two ghostly figures appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Among them, Mr. Mo Ke, who was wearing a yellow robe, smiled and said: "Pavilion Master Chen, the old man took the liberty to come, and I hope to forgive me."

That's what I said, but there is no hint of forgiveness in that tone.

Chen Mo frowned slightly.

Today is a big day in Tianluo Continent. Chen Mo doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

This is one's own territory, if Mo Kezhi is messed up.

I can easily squeeze him to death.

Thinking about this, Chen Mo smiled and said, "How come, please."

With a wave of Chen Mo's sleeve robe, the two golden thrones once again gathered.

At this moment, Mo Ketian, who was next to Mo Ke, spoke: "Chen Mo, it's been a long time. I heard that Yan Jing came to you to play, how about her?"