Damn Old Man Mo actually chased him into the palace, and his soul was really in dispersed.

Although she had been soaked in Qingling Pool, Su Luo was still a little worried. She sniffed and looked at her sleeves, feeling both uneasy and nervous, for fear of being caught by Old Man Mo on the spot.

By the way, her current situation is really bad. Whether she was discovered by Old Man Mo or the elder Beimo, she was dead. Su Luozhen doubted whether she had not read the calendar when she went out today, so how could she encounter unlucky things?

Not only did Su Luo feel the breath of Old Man Mo, but the great elder of Beimo also noticed it.

After feeling this breath, the elder laughed and said to Emperor Ming: "My brother is really interesting. Is it good to come here in person?"

Emperor Ming was in a low strength. He was shocked by this breath and could hardly stand. After hearing the words of the elder, he felt relaxed and could barely squeeze out a smile.

The second elder patted Emperor Ming on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Old Ancestor Mo and his elder brother have a good relationship, so he shouldn't make excessive demands."

The Great Elder nodded and agreed with the second elder's words.

The three of them stood up, waiting for the arrival of Mo Laozu.

The strong pressure became stronger and stronger, and the entire imperial city was shrouded in the haze and killing. The palace maids and eunuchs who had never practiced fell to the ground one by one, trembling all over, and sweating was flowing, as if they were about to suffocate the next moment.

The elder's brows gradually frowned.

The second elder frowned: "Brother, why is something wrong with this situation...?"

After all, the ancestor Mo and the Xuanyuan family are all alliances and advance and retreat together. Why is the pressure now containing endless killing energy? It makes people's energy and blood surging, and their hearts are like blocking a big rock? He is the primary commander and has already felt so strong. Don't those low-level people faint?

The second elder guessed that the entire palace was like a ghost prison at this time, with bodies lying on the ground in a mess. They all looked pale and fell into a coma.

It can be seen how terrifying the strength of the peak Saint-level strongman is.

At this moment, a sky-blue figure slowly appeared in the sky. This figure seemed to dominate the sky, with terrible power, and turned its hands into clouds and rain.

Looking at the old man floating quickly, the elder suddenly widened his eyes.

This, this, this... this person... this beggar-like old man... his facial features and breath look like his Brother Mo. But-

But the Great Elder couldn't figure it out. His Brother Mo has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and his clothes are always spotless and clean. How could he become like this now?

"Brother Mo..." The elder laughed with him and took a step forward.

At this time, Old Ancestor Mo exuded a strong and strong murderous aura all over his body. His tiger eyes were wide open and his eyes were as bright as a sword.

Seeing the great elder approaching, Old Ancestor Mo was even more polite. He stretched out his strong and powerful arm, grabbed the great elder, and lifted his body high.

This action shocked everyone.

The second elder dared not speak out, his face was as good as a dish.
Chapter completed!