I have been in confinement for 15 years, and I have become the emperor's son!

When Mo Yunxiao heard his grandson's words, he was so enlightened, there were some things he hadn't thought of.

After all, those old bones in Mojia forbidden area are not vegetarians.

Even if the Presbyterian Church is very courageous, they dare not take the risk of assassinating Mo Yao, who is already the emperor's son.

And if the elders want to take action against Moyao today, the most suitable candidate is Liuxuansi.

If a genius is defeated by Liu Xuansi, then this unparalleled genius is not worthy of being the emperor of the Mo family.

After Mo Yunxiao figured this out, a gleam of light came out of his cloudy old eyes, and he carefully looked at the boy in white in front of him.

After a long time, he sighed sadly, "Father Tiger has no sons, Tianyuan was like you in the past, thinking deeply."

"I don't care where you go, but before you go, you must practice my Mo family's formula of not passing on and not having God!"

Mo Yunxiao slammed the ground, and the rash birth of the emperor might disturb the world and cause some unexpected troubles. This is an excellent opportunity to show the prestige of the Mo family.

Do not pass on the formula of no god? !
In the past 15 years, Mo Yao has learned a lot even though he is in seclusion in the forbidden area.

Xuanshu is divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and each level is divided into upper, middle and lower.

On top of the profound art is the Emperor Jue Immortal Scripture, but this is the foundation of a family, and it must not be easily taught to disciples, lest it will be obtained by adulterers.

Mo Yunxiao's burly body stood in front of Mo Yao, and took out an Emperor's Secret Art from the Xuan Ring.

If it hadn't been for the one in the forbidden area to speak, he would not have such rights as the patriarch, let alone pass it on to his grandson, although Mo Yunxiao had such an idea before.

The golden Emperor Jue runes floated around Mo Yao, and the golden light burst out, deeply imprinted in his mind.

"Heavenly Emperor's Art?!"

Seeing the word Tiandao, Mo Yao's heart was agitated and his face turned pale with shock.

How could there be such a domineering Emperor Art in this world!

Even if there is, the way of heaven should take the opportunity to disappear.

Before, the thunder calamity that he attracted was the envy of heaven.

Could it be that this sect emperor's art can destroy the way of heaven?

Unbelievable!
"Thank you grandson, grandpa."

Mo Yao is naturally sharp and decisive, how could he not know the pros and cons of it, I am afraid that this Mo family is not a good person to provoke from the beginning to the end, and dare to go against the law of heaven.

At least looking at the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, even the Nine Heavens Yunting, which is respected through the ages, does not have such ambition and courage.

In the depths of the forbidden area, an old man in his twilight years, who was about to die, sat cross-legged on a Qingming stone platform.

And below it are the Thirteenth Patriarch, the Seventeenth Patriarch, these peerless powerhouses, looking at the old man on the stone platform respectfully, there is still a little worry in their eyes.

"Do you think it's too early?"

The old man on the stone platform suddenly opened his dizzy eyes, he was radiant and full of vitality, and he was no longer lifeless as before.

"Old Ancestor, although Ah Yao's talent is good, but the Emperor's Art is very dangerous, if it is..."

The Thirteenth Patriarch did not say what he said later, his current strength is not enough to compete with the Dao of Heaven, let alone as powerful as the Ninth Patriarch on the stone platform.

"By what? This day?! Remember, my Mo family has no day!"

As soon as the words were spoken, in the sky, an invisible giant hand tore through the chaotic void, and the power of heaven suddenly dissipated.

The Seventeenth Patriarch and the Thirteenth Patriarch in the depths of the forbidden area looked at each other speechlessly. Is this the strength of Chaos Supreme?
"There are no more than three people in the Mo family who practice the Heavenly Dao Emperor Jue. Apart from the ancient Mo family emperor, there are only two fathers and sons, Tianyuan."

The Ninth Patriarch on the stone platform sighed and said, if Mo Tianyuan hadn't disappeared mysteriously, the Mo family's plan would have succeeded long ago.

Now, this plan has to be entrusted to Mo Tianyuan's son, Mo Yao again.

Mo Yao has been practicing in Tianling Palace for a full month, and fortunately, he has comprehended the third level of the Emperor's Art, which is not bad.

Now it's time for him to leave for Dawei Yongle City, and Mo Yao has a hunch that he will have something to gain.

Just when he left the Mo family, the two forces of the Mo family sent out their own eyes and ears.

After the elders heard the news that Mo Yao had left Mo's house, they also harbored evil intentions.

In the Hall of Elders, more than a dozen members of the Presbyterian Church gathered together to discuss this matter.

"The person Mo Yunxiao values ​​most now is his grandson Moyao. Not only him, but the ancestors in the forbidden area also have high hopes for him. He even taught the Emperor's Art of Heaven to him."

One of the elders said angrily.

"According to reliable sources, the place Moyao's son went to was the Yongle City of the Great Wei Dynasty. And now the Liuxuan Division is also here to deal with the war of the Three Kingdoms."

"In that case, let Liuxuan Division kill Mo Yao."

The leading elder said straightly.

Liu Xuansi has been famous for a long time, and Mo Yao is definitely not his opponent.

Mo Yunmie's defeat was nothing more than an opportunistic victory, otherwise, how could it be possible to beat Mo Yunmie who was in the God Gathering Realm by leapfrogging.

In the patriarch's ancestral hall, Mo Yunxiao was also sitting upright, when suddenly a disciple came from the void with hurried eyes.

"Patriarch, they will send Liuxuan Division to do it!" the disciple truthfully reported.

Mo Yunxiao caressed his beard, smiled secretly, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "Where is Emperor Xuan!"

The sound was deafening, causing an inexplicable change in the state of mind of everyone present!
How many years!

The patriarchs finally took action against the elders. This is simply an epoch-making change.

"Mo Xuan is here!"

Mo Xuan's sword eyes were clear, he was wearing a green shirt, with a long sword on his back, and his knees on the ground.

"Your scattered swordsmen have been mobilizing for a long time, and I'm afraid they are already hungry and thirsty. Do what you want."

"Moxuan takes orders!"

Mo Xuan got up, tore a dark vortex from the void, and escaped into it.

"The four commanding armies of wind, rain, thunder and fire are waiting for my order to eradicate the remnants of the Presbyterian Church."

"Yes!"

The four commanders below said in unison, the passion in it is known to others.

"Whether this move can be successful depends on whether Ah Yao can kill the five geniuses of Liu Xuansi."

Mo Yunxiao thought in his heart, he didn't want to involve Mo Yao in this power dispute, but that kid found out early.

Otherwise, how could he go to Great Wei Yongle City.

However, Mo Yunxiao was wrong in the end, Moyao went here, but simply signed in.

It can be said that it is unintentional to plant willows and willows!
Great Wei Capital
Paradise City

In a hidden green forest not far from the city gate, a peerless young man in white was looking at the ancient city from afar.

Of the nine counties in Yunzhou, the Great Wei monopolizes seven counties, and the Eastern Wu and Western Shu each occupy one county, which shows that the Great Wei has strong national strength.

However, his task this time is not to travel around the mountains and rivers. Apart from signing in, he also needs to kill Liuxuansi to remove this vital point for the Mo family.

"Play the music, and dance!"

A sound of lewd laughter reached Mo Yao's ears, and he took a closer look, and found that this person was actually wearing the unique costume of the Mo Parents' Association.