"Oh, I almost forgot, I still have important things to discuss with Senior Mo. ”

Hearing his angry reprimand, Yang Feng couldn't help but smile slightly, and said lightly: "I wonder if Senior Mo has heard of the organization of the Netherworld Palace?"

Not......

Frowning slightly, Mo Gaofeng didn't speak, just thinking carefully.

Yang Feng didn't wait for him to respond, then continued: "The Netherworld Temple is a mysterious force hidden in the rivers and lakes, and the masters in it are like clouds, each of which has an elemental energy bonus of a ground-level attribute, which is more than ten times stronger than the top masters in the martial arts. It can be said that even if it is comparable to the five uniques, it is not much better, and even surpasses. ”

"What?"

With a shock to his body, Mo Gaofeng's face instantly sank, because he had already realized what this Netherworld Temple was, and it was estimated that it was the mysterious people who injured him.

Yang Feng saw that he was still thinking about it, thinking that he didn't believe it, so he pulled the backer king beside him to testify: "Why, don't you believe that there is such a powerful force in this world? Then you can ask this old prince, he has personally seen a demon master named Tuliusun in the Netherworld Temple, and he was almost wiped out by the whole army. There is also the dean of the Tianfeng Academy, Ren Xiaoyao, and he also met a netheral messenger named Lei Slash, you can go to confirm it. ”

"Yes, the strength of that Tuliusun is really against the sky, if it weren't for Sect Master Yang to solve it personally, the old man's Qilin Army would probably have been gone. ”

At this time, the backer king immediately bowed to Mo Gaofeng and the emperor and hugged his fist and said: "Your Majesty, it's not that the old man wants to unite with outsiders and force you to abdicate, it's really that the enemy is too strong now, and the old man is difficult to resist." Sect Leader Yang is right, now that the situation is in danger, the wind and thunder are already in danger, but there is a strange and unpredictable Netherworld Palace, threatening my Huangfu family. In particular, the Netherworld Temple acted too strangely, as if it was not for the sake of territory or power, but only to fool us and others......"

"Fool?"

Raising his eyebrows, Mo Gaofeng confirmed the identities of those people even more, and suddenly shouted: "Then do they say that this is all a script?"

"Hmm...... I don't think I heard it. ”

The Backer King shook his head in confusion, and Yang Feng chuckled and said, "We haven't heard any scripts, but I heard Lei Slash say that the Netherworld Temple seems to want to use wind and thunder as the entrance to hell and cause a world war." To put it bluntly, I just want to see the ten major empires kill each other, and they make a profit. As for the benefits they receive, I don't know what they are, maybe it's just for fun, or for ......"

Soul Pact!

Yang Feng's guess behind him was not spoken, and it is estimated that others would not believe it when they heard it, but he understood it in his heart.

Demon gods or evil gods need souls sold by humans.

But the soul is so precious that fools know that they can't just sell it, so when will it be sold?

But the evil gods went to harm one by one, and the efficiency was too low.

To create an eschatological world, there will be many people who need to sell their souls and renew them in exchange for benefits.

Thinking like this, Yang Feng looked at the silent Mo Gaofeng again, and chuckled: "Why, Senior Mo still doesn't believe it now?"

"No, the old man believes, after all, the old man has also met these people. ”

Shaking his head, Mo Gaofeng's eyes flashed and said, "Then what do Sect Leader Yang and the old man want to do when discussing the matter of this Netherworld Palace?"

"I hope that in the name of you and me, the Southern Absolute and the Central Absolute will convene the World Martial Arts Conference, gather the world's decent masters, and crusade against the Netherworld Temple together. Otherwise, my Southern Martial Arts, or your Middle Earth Martial Arts, alone will not be enough to deal with this scourge. ”

"Well, that's true. ”

Nodding solemnly, Mo Gaofeng said again: "But if you want to convene the World Martial Arts Conference and gather the Five Uniques in one place, you have to know the Martial Arts Alliance." ”

"No need, not long ago, the Martial Arts League was just destroyed by the Netherworld Palace, so now we are the largest of the five, and it is enough to call on the world in the name of you and me. ”

"What? The Martial Arts League was actually destroyed by the Netherworld Temple, it seems that they don't want to continue to hide, and they are going to jump to the front of the stage. ”

Shocked, Mo Gaofeng was taken aback by this news, and then stroked his beard and thought about it for a while, then muttered: "Now that the situation is imminent, the World Martial Arts Conference is imperative." However, we have to watch out for one more person. ”

"Who?"

"Beijue, Dragon King Gate, Long Xiaotian!"

With a cold glint in his eyes, Mo Gaofeng resolutely shouted: "This person is ambitious, has excellent strength, and has always had a plan to dominate the world." Back then, the old man finally suppressed him, but I heard that in the past 20 years, he has been practicing in retreat, and now he doesn't know how to reach the peak of his strength. This time to convene a martial arts conference, if there is no martial arts alliance to preside, it is bound to produce a martial arts alliance leader among the five of us, and Long Xiaotian will never let go of this good opportunity. ”

"If such a careerist is allowed to take the opportunity to seize power, I'm afraid that even if we can defeat the Netherworld, the martial arts will not be peaceful in the future, alas. ”

Mo Gaofeng was worried, but Yang Feng smiled disapprovingly: "Don't worry, that old dragon has been settled by me." Not long ago, he was slapped by me, and if he doesn't die, he has half a life left, and he probably doesn't want to climb out of bed for the rest of his life, hehehe. ”

Belch!

With a twitch of his face, Mo Gaofeng was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that the northern dragon he was most worried about had been trampled down by the southern absolute in front of him, so what else did he have to worry about?

It is estimated that what he is most worried about now is that he is afraid that this Nan Jue in front of him will be even more difficult to control than that Long Xiaotian.

In a daze, Mo Gaofeng kept looking at Yang Feng speechless.

Yang Feng blinked his big innocent eyes and said with a smile: "Senior Mo, what worries do you have now, just say it, I promise to solve it for you." ”

The old man is most worried that you are more difficult to deal with than that Long Xiaotian now, can you judge yourself in front of the old man?

Mo Gaofeng secretly said in his heart, but he didn't say it explicitly, and after thinking about it for a while, he finally shook his head.

"Then in that case, let's issue a joint statement together, convene a world martial arts conference, and crusade against the Netherworld. This rat, which has been hiding in the shadows, must not be allowed to wait for an opportunity to destroy it again. ”

Well!

Mo Gaofeng nodded that compared to the threat of the Netherworld Palace, Yang Feng's ambition was nothing, so he agreed to join forces with him.

Yang Feng's face was overjoyed, and his fists couldn't help but clench excitedly.

Mo Gaofeng is a veteran of the Five Uniques, and he is recognized as the number one master in the world, and his reputation is definitely higher than that of himself, the newly appointed Southern Jue, the Holy Fire Sect Master.

The martial arts conference called by him will definitely make people more face-saving.

When the conference is held, when the leader of the martial arts alliance is elected, he will be able to step on the shoulders of the four peers and expand his prestige to all parts of the world.

Yang Feng planned beautifully, then looked at the emperor on the dragon chair, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's been so long, how have you thought about it?"

You tell me?

His heart froze, and the emperor closed his eyes helplessly.

At this moment, Zhongjue and Nanjue have already been aligned, and the king he relies on the most, the Qilin Army, is also on Nanjue's side, he is alone, what choice can he have.

"I, just abdicate. It's just that...... Who do you want to give it back?"

"Lao Jiu!"

With a glint in his eyes, Yang Feng said lightly.