Chapter 170 The Supreme Emperor comes out of seclusion
"Mo Yuntian!"
The smile on Mo Changkong's face froze in vain.
Yes, the old man in front of me is none other than the old emperor, Mo Yuntian, who has abdicated and been in seclusion for many years!
It has been many years since Mo Yuntian disappeared.
There are rumors in the outside world that His Majesty the Emperor has died long ago.
Not only was it rumored by the outside world, but even Mo Changkong felt the same way.
Otherwise, he would not have had the courage to usurp the throne.
"father!"
Mo Yunjie's eyes lit up and he shouted.
"I haven't seen you for nine years. Jie'er is no longer the crying child in his infancy."
Hearing the sound, Mo Yuntian looked at his youngest son and smiled slightly, he was so amiable.
When he went into seclusion, Mo Yunjie was just an infant.
In the blink of an eye, he is almost eleven years old.
Compared to an unusually young baby of this age, Mo Yunjie is a little less innocent and immature, and a little more mature.
That position will eventually change people.
"You did a great job and did not disappoint dad."
Mo Yuntian praised again.
In fact, he had been awakened from seclusion the moment Mo Changkong entered the palace gate.
The reason why he didn't show up immediately was because he wanted to see how the youngest son was doing.
He also saw Mo Yuntian's ability to remain calm in the face of powerful enemies and desperate situations.
And, very satisfied.
"See the Great Emperor!"
Many princes, ministers, and royal warriors knelt down to salute.
After all, Mo Yuntian has held power for hundreds of years, and his prestige in the hearts of the ministers is still very high.
That kind of prestige has not diminished at all as he retreats behind the scenes.
"Get flat!"
Mo Yuntian smiled slightly and raised his palms.
A gentle force lifted up all the ministers who were kneeling and saluting: "The country of Mo is lucky to have loyal people like you."
Then, he stared at Mo Changkong with calm eyes and said slowly: "You have grown up, but you have gone astray."
Hearing this, Mo Changkong lost his previous arrogance and clenched his fists in his sleeves.
Mo Yuntian said again: "It's still too late to realize your mistake now."
"The matter has come to this, I have nothing to say. I'm sorry, foster father."
After a moment of silence, Mo Changkong slowly spoke.
He knows that there is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
There is only one way to reach darkness.
Besides, he had coveted that position for many years, how could he be willing to stop there?
If he gave up now, all his efforts and years of forbearance would be in vain.
"It seems that you are preparing to go all the way to the dark side."
Mo Yuntian's eyes were slightly closed, and there was a hint of sigh in his voice.
"Father, if you are willing to let him give way to me, Changkong promises that no one from the royal family will be harmed in this life, and this storm will be settled."
Mo Changkong said.
"The throne is only passed down to members of the royal family. You are excellent, but you are not of my royal family's blood, and you have no tolerance. If you sit on the throne, it will not be a blessing to the people of Mo country."
Mo Yuntian shook his head.
Obviously, he won't agree.
If he really wanted to pass on the throne, Mo Changkong would have been the emperor long ago.
"In this case, my foster father, Kong'er, can only say sorry."
Seeing Mo Yuntian's refusal, a cold look appeared on Mo Changkong's resolute face.
"Wow!"
The next moment, the terrifying mysterious pressure was released.
Only then did everyone clearly know Mo Changkong's true strength.
The pinnacle of the Dan Formation Realm!
It is only one step away from the pill formation.
I have to say that Mo Changkong is a genius.
At least among the members of the royal family, except for Mo Yunqian and Mo Panliu, no one can compete with him.
"Father, you can't stop me."
The mysterious energy was released, and Mo Changkong's expression gradually turned cold.
As soon as the sound fell, he rushed out and killed Mo Yuntian.
With a palm shot, the black mysterious energy lingered on the palm of the palm, and the sound of dragon roar echoed.
This skill is the "Black Dragon Qi" that can only be practiced by the Mo royal family.
The black dragon's true energy is extremely domineering, and its power is even stronger than ordinary ultimate martial arts.
Mo Changkong was able to practice this skill, which was obviously due to the importance he received from the royal family.
However, the royal family would never have thought that their attention would actually result in a white-eyed wolf.
Mo Changkong showed no mercy at all.
Facing Mo Changkong's fierce offensive, a trace of sadness flashed across Mo Yuntian's old and calm face.
But soon, he also responded.
"Roar!"
The sound of the dragon's roar is deafening.
Black mysterious energy spurted out and condensed into a dragon shape around his body.
There are nine dragons, with a fierce look at the head and entrenched all over the body.
The next moment, all nine dragons came out and collided with Mo Changkong.
Mo Changkong's expression changed, as he was forced to retreat forcefully.
"Did you break through?"
Feeling Mo Yuntian's profound profound energy that was not inferior to his own, Mo Changkong's eyes narrowed.
When Mo Yuntian was in seclusion, he obviously only had the cultivation level at the peak of the pregnancy spirit realm.
Now that I have left the customs, I have not only achieved a breakthrough, but I have also reached a higher level.
"Although I am already in my twilight years, my old bones have not completely decayed yet."
Mo Yuntian smiled faintly: "I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time. The world has almost forgotten me, right?"
As the sound fell, more profound energy spurted out, turning into nine black dragons again.
"Black Dragon Devouring the Sky!"
Mo Changkong's face became solemn, and the black dragon's true energy surged around him.
The next moment, the true energy turned into a huge black dragon.
The black dragon has the power to devour the sky, as if it wants to regard everything it sees as food.
"Kowloon covers the sun!"
Mo Yuntian also knew that his adopted son was extraordinary and did not look down upon him.
Take action with all your strength.
The Kowloon and the Black Dragon collided, and the entire palace was shocked.
The sand and rocks are flying, and the mysterious energy is raging like waves.
However, Mo Changkong's blow was devastating under the Nine Dragons.
Immediately, Mo Changkong's face was full of horror, and his body retreated wildly.
Jiang is still old and hot. After all, Mo Yuntian has been practicing Black Dragon Qi for many years, and his familiarity with this martial art has reached the extreme.
In the same martial arts confrontation, he is naturally superior.
At this moment, all those who followed Mo Changkong in the uprising felt their hearts sink to the extreme.
"Kid, it's time to end."
Mo Yuntian's figure flashed and appeared twenty meters away from Mo Changkong.
Slowly walked towards Mo Changkong: "As a father, I will not kill you, but will only destroy your cultivation. For the rest of your life, just sit in the cold palace, facing the wall and thinking about your mistakes!"
However, there was no trace of despair on Mo Changkong's face.
Seeing Mo Yuntian fall to the ground, a triumphant sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Father, you have fallen into a trap."
"Um?"
Mo Yuntian frowned.
However, the next moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked.
In the blink of an eye, cracks spread like spider webs.
Within the cracks, a blood-red color suddenly emerged.
Dragon roars echoed out.
It actually condensed into a large formation in an instant, trapping Mo Yuntian in it.
"This is……"
Mo Yuntian's pupils shrank sharply.
"This is the dragon's blood formation. Although it is only a sixth-level spiritual formation, the dragon's blood is the nemesis of the black dragon's true energy. Although it cannot pose a threat to the adoptive father, it is enough to trap the adoptive father for an hour."
Mo Changkong smiled slightly.
The spiritual formation is divided into levels one to ten, and the sixth level spiritual formation can easily kill the powerful pregnant spirit.
This formation is made of dragon blood specifically targeted at the "black dragon's true energy".
For Mo Yuntian, who cultivates the Black Dragon True Qi, its power is no less than that of the seventh-level spiritual formation.
"When did you practice the spiritual formation?"
Mo Yuntian's calm eyes finally showed a hint of shock.
Spiritual formation masters, whether in Mo Country or Southern Wilderness, are extremely rare existences.
Their number is only slightly more than that of alchemists.
After all, setting up a spiritual formation is an extremely complicated matter.
Moreover, there are high requirements for soul power, talent, and financial resources.
What's more important is that in a remote place like Southern Wilderness, there are very few spiritual formation secrets, and there is even a lack of mentors to teach them.
Therefore, even if many people have talent, they cannot become spiritual formation masters.
And this Mo Changkong is not only a spiritual formation master, but also a sixth-level spiritual formation master.
Spiritual formation masters of this level are rare even if you look around the Southern Wilderness.
"Father, if the child dares to rebel, he will be fully prepared."
Mo Changkong smiled faintly: "This spiritual formation and the dragon's blood were specially prepared by the child for his adoptive father. I thought they would not be used, but unexpectedly, they were used in the end."
Obviously, he even thought Mo Yuntian was dead.
But he was already prepared for the situation where Mo Yuntian was still alive and he couldn't defeat him.
I have to admire Mo Changkong's deep calculation and far-sightedness.