Emperor Mo Ji's heart was filled with gloom and anger. He didn't know why Long Jiaoyang suddenly appeared in the place of ancestor worship in Xuanwu Mountain. Before he was sure to come to worship the heaven and the Fengshan Mountain, he had asked his spies to report the news about Long Jiaoyang.

The news from the spy came back was that Long Jiaoyang was still missing and did not appear.

Emperor Mo Ji had already made up his mind to send someone to the police later, and the spy who delayed the intelligence was killed.

"Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, I wonder if you can bring Mo Xiu here so that we can follow the imperial edict of the ancestor and make him the new emperor." Li Tian suddenly spoke.

"Yes, fellow Taoist Long Jiaoyang, whether you want Mo Xiu to be the crown prince or the emperor, you must let him come here." Another civil official agreed.

"Yes, Mo Xiu has to come to pay tribute to the ancestors before he can hold the ceremony of establishing the crown prince and ascending the throne as the emperor."

“…”

One by one, who had to firmly support the imperial edict of the ancestor emperor, was asking Long Jiaoyang to bring Mo Xiu here. They knew very well that Long Jiaoyang was pretending to be the imperial edict of the ancestor. But they had taken it seriously just now and shouted out the imperial edict of the ancestor emperor, which had completely offended Emperor Mo Ji.

Today, if Mo Xiu cannot be brought to power, they will all suffer.

"Do you really want to rebel? Just now, it was this bad guy who pretended to be the ancestor emperor, but you deliberately refused to admit it. You also wanted Mo Xiu to come back as the crown prince. Don't forget, I, Mo Yuan, are the crown prince!" The six-year-old Mo Yuan growled in anger.

Li Tian and others ignored Mo Yuan at all. Mo Xiu found a terrible master like Long Jiaoyang. If he didn't give others justice, everyone might die here.

Long Jiaoyang looked at Xiao Mo Yuan, who was 1.2 meters tall and asked, "Mo Yuan, don't you know that your position belonged to Mo Xiu?"

"Why does it belong to him? He will not even betray people in cultivation. What qualifications do he have to become the emperor of the human race? What will he use to convince his ministers in the future?" Mo Yuan said sternly.

Long Jiaoyang looked at the extremely arrogant Mo Yuan and felt very moved that the children of the royal family were really precocious.

"If Mo Xiu defeated you by force, would you not be qualified to be the prince again?" Long Jiaoyang asked in a stimulating tone.

"Hahaha, how could Mo Xiu defeat this prince if he has never practiced?" Mo Yuan laughed sarcastically.

"What if he really defeated you?" Long Jiaoyang continued to ask.

"Then I will give up the position of crown prince to him!" Mo Yuan raised his head proudly.

Long Jiaoyang smiled slightly, then looked at Emperor Mo Ji and said, "Mo Ji, let the two children come to the duel and decide the position of the prince. Do you have any objection?"

Emperor Mo Ji felt extremely cold inside. He wanted to object, but Mo Yuan had already agreed and he could no longer object. He could only speak: "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, after taking Mo Xiu, I will arrange for them to showdown."

Long Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Hehe, since I am here to help my apprentice take back the position of crown prince, how could I not bring him here? Ling'er, bring Mo Xiu out."

Hearing Long Jiaoyang's words, Chu Ling'er tidied up Mo Xiu's hair, patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, Mo Xiu, you have to rely on your own strength to get back everything that belongs to you!"

Mo Xiu was inexplicably excited, nodded with his fists, and then walked out of Chu Ling'er's transformed rocks.

The moment Mo Xiu walked out, the nearby guards quickly retreated in a terrifying manner.

They had no idea that someone would be hiding beside them, but they did not notice it at all. If the other party wanted to attack, they would have to die in a few moments.

Then, everyone saw Mo Xiu, who was 1.5 meters tall, with a tender face, but quite handsome face. Then everyone saw Chu Ling'er, who was like a fairy in the Nine Heavens.

"Mo Xiu...is this really Mo Xiu? Why is he so tall?"

"This Mo Xiu looks really similar to Emperor Mo Jun."

"Mo Li is here too. It seems that they are here prepared."

"Who is this peerless beauty behind Mo Xiu? She has made the princesses and empresses of our royal family be overshadowed."

“…”

Everyone couldn't help but talk.

The moment Emperor Mo Ji saw Xiao Mo Xiu, his eyebrows kept twitching because he saw that Mo Xiu was no longer an ordinary person, he was already a cultivator at the heaven level.

But Mo Ji knew that even if he shouted out and told Mo Xiu's true cultivation, Long Jiaoyang would not be able to stop this duel. Mo Ji changed his mind and waved to Mo Yuan and said, "Mo Yuan, come to grandpa, grandpa has something to say to you."

Mo Xiu had already run to Long Jiaoyang at this time. He said excitedly: "Master... Thank you!"

"Don't thank me for it first. If you lose later, I won't spare you." Long Jiaoyang said calmly.

"Master, Mo Yuan broke through to the early stage of the Earth-level realm before I was sent to sacrifice to the River God. His current cultivation level is definitely not as high as mine." Mo Xiu said confidently.

Long Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Silly kids, there are many factors that can affect the outcome. For example, Mo Ji now gave his grandson a pill to improve his cultivation level. Mo Yuan is now at the heaven level, and he is two higher than your cultivation level."

Emperor Mo Ji instantly broke out in cold sweat, and his hands on Mo Yuan couldn't help but tremble. He had already done a lot of secrets, but who knew that he was discovered by Long Jiaoyang.

"Emperor Moji, you don't need to be nervous. I won't attack you. I won't be as shameless as you, giving my disciple a shameless golden elixir to defeat your grandson. My disciple just went into battle like this, leaving two levels of cultivation to defeat your grandson. Do you believe it?" Long Jiaoyang said provocatively with a domineering attitude.

Emperor Moji was speechless.

But Xiao Moxiu nervously pulled Long Jiaoyang's arm and said, "Master... He took the pill and his cultivation level was higher than mine. How could I defeat him?"

"You are in the pure human king bloodline, born different from ordinary people. When the showdown comes, you will give your all your strength immediately. There is no need to think about anything. Just remember that you are stronger than Mo Yuan." Long Jiaoyang said to Xiao Mo Xiu confidently.

Xiao Moxiu's nervous mood disappeared under Long Jiaoyang's confident words. He took the initiative to move forward three steps and said sternly: "Come on Mo Yuan, I want to take back what I lost today!"

Mo Yuan knew that Xiao Mo Xiu was a cultivator now, but after taking the pill, his cultivation level was still higher than Xiao Mo Xiu. He would definitely be able to crush the other party, so Mo Yuan said very arrogantly: "Mo Xiu, you are just a waste. Even if you find a bad person as a master, you can't change it. The gap between us."

Xiao Moxiu did not say anything nonsense and urged Haoran's righteousness skills. In an instant, his body gathered, just like the incarnation of righteousness.

Mo Yuan also took steps and rushed towards Mo Xiu, but he soon found that he could not get close to Mo Xiu's side at all. Xiao Mo Xiu exuded a strange momentum, blocking him.

Xiao Moxiu had not moved, but he used his hand to pinch the sword technique. In an instant, the righteous energy around him turned into more than a dozen sword energy, slashing towards Mo Yuan with a sharp sharp edge!

Mo Yuan couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to avoid it. He was stabbed all over and fell to the ground with blood flowing, and was unable to get up and lost his combat power.

Mo Ji, Mo Zhen, Mo Long, Li Tian and others were all shocked. Xiao Mo Xiu was only at the mid-stage level of the Heavenly Realm, so how could he control the sword energy? Isn’t this something that can only be understood by the Saint-level realm?

"Sword Intent, Prince Mo Xiu has comprehended the sword intent, and he has cultivated Haoran's righteousness. He will definitely be a wise king in the future!" Li Tian shouted.

Long Jiaoyang frowned slightly. He saw that Xiao Moxiu had not understood the sword intent. The process of controlling Haoran's righteous energy into sword intent was extremely harmonious, but this was not the sword intent.

"Brother Jiaoyang, this may be the uniqueness of the pure human king's blood. Mo Xiu has a super strong sense of all the ways. He can turn any force into attacking power as he wishes." Chu Ling'er rumored to solve the doubts for Long Jiaoyang.

"It seems that my disciple's potential is really infinite." Long Jiaoyang was rumored to Chu Ling'er happily.

"But he is still just a child, Brother Jiaoyang, do you really want him to be the emperor?" Chu Ling'er asked rumor.

"I will let his father be this emperor for him first." Long Jiaoyang rumored.

Mo Zhen ran to Mo Yuan and sent a healing pill into Mo Yuan's mouth.

After Mo Yuan took the pill, not only did he show no sign of recovery, but blood flew from the wound and immediately died.

"Mo Xiu, you are so cruel. You actually want to kill Mo Yuan...Mo Yuan, my Yuan's..." Mo Zhen screamed shrillly and then accused him.

Although Xiao Moxiu was firm in mind, he was too young after all. When he encountered this situation, he suddenly became panicked. He looked at Long Jiaoyang and said panickedly: "Master, I didn't want to kill him, I didn't want to hit his important part."

"Mo Xiu, the facts are right in front of you, and you are still quibbling. You are so vicious at such a young age, and you kill the royal brothers. What qualifications do you have to be the prince and emperor?" Mo Zhen roared.

Long Jiaoyang came to Mo Xiu, reached out and touched Mo Xiu's head, and smiled: "Mo Xiu, it's not that you were so hurt that you could kill Mo Yuan. But Mo Yuan's father gave him the blood-spreading pill, so he was so blood-spraying and was about to die."

At the end of the conversation, Long Jiaoyang arrested Mo Zhen and Mo Yuan with one hand, and he took out a pill and pressed it into Mo Yuan's mouth.

The appearance of blood flying from Mo Yuan's wound disappeared in an instant, and then Mo Yuan's wound magically healed and his face turned normal.

Long Jiaoyang's fingers were like blades and stabbed Mo Zhen more than a dozen times. Then Long Jiaoyang took out a pure black pill and smiled: "Play tricks with pills in front of me? Today I will let you see what kind of pills can quickly dissipate the blood in the human body."

Mo Zhen wanted to resist, but when he opened his mouth, Long Jiaoyang pressed the pill into his mouth.

Long Jiaoyang threw Mo Zhen directly in front of Mo Ji.

The wounds on Mo Zhen's body were like fountains, and the blood in his body was quickly expelling the blood in his body.

Mo Ji was so scared that his old face froze: "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, please spare my son... I am willing to abdicate and give in to the wise..."

Long Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Emperor Moji, this pill is very strange. It is not fatal. It just makes people's blood clear again and again, and then reborn again, then reborn again, and then reborn again. This cycle will end with nine times."
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