Supreme God Emperor

As time passed bit by bit, Mu Yun's whole body and mind were staying in his soul.

Those gentle powers, one by one, nourish their soul.

The comfortable breath almost made Mu Yun let out a relaxed murmur.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Mu Yun's mouth showed a relaxed expression.

For others, this level is extremely difficult and dangerous, but for him, this level is extremely easy.

After all, in order to condense the true soul, the real change of the soul is the most important thing, but Mu Yun has experienced these processes before, and there is no bottleneck.

In Mu Yun's heart, he was already preparing to step into the realm of true immortality.

The soul is changing, step by step, towards the realm of true soul.

boom……

However, at this moment, a roar sounded.

In front of Mu Yun's whole person, the scene of heaven and earth changed drastically.

He was no longer in his room, but appeared on a battlefield.

The wind is bleak and the rain is majestic.

The sound of fighting, shouting, and wailing, one after another.

The world is vast and vast.

At this moment, he was wearing a silver armor and a white robe, already dyed red with blood.

"Young Master, go away!"

"Everyone obeys the order, I will do my best to protect the young master!"

"kill!"

In the ears, noisy sounds sounded, and those figures were almost filled with Mu Yun's eardrums.

"Haha, today is your death date, Mu Yun, you will definitely die!"

A roar sounded, and between the swords and shadows, a figure directly killed.

Puff puff……

It's just that the light of the sword hasn't arrived yet, one after another, one after another, directly resisting in front of him, that one, smashing them to pieces, disappearing into the invisible, but those people still never retreat.

"The pastoral warriors only stand to die, not kneel to live!"

A man in a red armor suit, holding a Fang Tian painted halberd, roared, and slew into the crowd.

"Uncle Le..."

Looking at that figure, Mu Yun suddenly spoke.

Uncle Le? Who is Uncle Le?

With just this shout, Mu Yun was suddenly puzzled.

However, when the two sides are fighting, at this moment, his whole body is unable to move, as if he is a fixed place!

But suddenly, the man in the red armor was beheaded by a sword, but his body still did not stop.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun only felt something shed from the corner of his eye.

Wiping the corner of his eyes, Mu Yun was taken aback.

Tears...

He actually shed tears...

"Mu Yun, ten generations of Tianjiao, known as the son of God of War, do you have today?"

Suddenly, a figure shrouded in a black robe directly killed himself.

"If you touch him, you will die!"

Just at this moment, a figure stepped into the air, and appeared in front of him under a few steps.

As soon as that person appeared, he waved his palm directly.

Bang bang bang...

Suddenly, the entire world, everything disappeared.

Mu Yun sat up.

"Huhu..."

Panting heavily, Mu Yun was soaked in sweat.

"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xinya looked at Mu Yun in horror at this moment.

"I?"

Mu Yun's whole person, as if passing through life and death, shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I had a very strange dream!"

"Dream? I heard you keep calling Uncle Le, Uncle Le's, who is Uncle Le? Are you also a member of your cloud alliance?"

Wang Xinya said strangely.

"No!"

Mu Yun shook his head.

Who is Uncle Le?

He didn't even know.

Mu Yun looked at his hands and his body.

At this moment, in the Yuan womb, the soul has already been greatly transformed, transformed into a fairy soul.

The rich soul power arbitrarily agitated within the womb of Cai Yuan.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, foolproof, stepped into the realm of real fairy.

But, what happened in the scene just now?

It seems... the memory buried in my heart?

Mu Yun only felt a little confused.

Herder?

Little Lord?

What's this all about?

Mu Yun was completely confused.

"Guiyi, have you seen it?"

Mu Yun slowly said.

"See? See what?"

Guiyi responded: "That is your own memory, how can I see it?"

"My own memory? You mean, those are the things I have experienced? Is it my previous life?"

"No, no!"

Mu Yun suddenly denied: "In the past life, I was just a baby who walked out of the Burial Mountain Range. How could it be possible? Past life? This is too much!"

Mu Yun only felt that he really couldn't find out what was going on.

The things in this life have not yet been completed, and a series of confusions in the previous life have appeared.

"What... did you see?"

Guiyi puzzled.

At the moment, Mu Yun explained carefully.

"Shepherd? Do you know where it is? And Young Master, Uncle Le, what are these?"

Mu Yun hopes to find the answer from Guiyi.

After all, this guy knows a lot.

"I do not know!"

"You don't know? Are you not the Zhuxian Tuqi spirit of the First God Emperor? Would you not know?" Mu Yun puzzled.

"The world is so big, if I know everything, will I still be here?"

Guiyi hummed, and stopped talking.

Mu Yun simply closed Zhu Xiantu without looking at the old fried dough sticks.

This guy is filled with bad water in his heart.

do not know?

How could I not know!

But at this moment, Guiyi in Zhu Xiantu cursed and said: "Smelly boy, you must be doing something wicked again, next time there is danger, don't call me!"

"However, this kid, as his strength improves, the bloodline power awakens in this life, I'm afraid... many interesting changes will happen..."

Gui Yi's faint words fell, looking at the image of Zhu Xian, the three hundred blood guards on top of the four nine-spirited monuments, suddenly shouted: "What to see? Doesn't you need to practice? Work hard, what use does he want you to do?"

Hearing this, the blood guards immediately clung to the Nine Spirits Monument, not looking around.

Guiyi cursed: "It's really bad for eight years, this stinky boy, let me put a few beauties in so that I can be seductive, looking at a bunch of skeletons every day..."

At this moment, Mu Yun, faced with Wang Xinya's question, could only keep saying that he was fine.

Unfortunately, Wang Xinya didn't believe it at all.

Mu Yun was helpless.

That scene made him still unable to calm down.

Finally, after pacifying Wang Xinya, Mu Yun just sat down honestly and began to practice.

Looking at his original fetus again, Mu Yun was shocked.

The real celestial realm martial artist, majoring in soul power.

And between the 1st to 9th real immortals, the soul power is divided according to a kind of equal quality, generally divided by segments.

Generally, a real immortal, a soul power.

Two-stage true immortal, two-stage soul power.

The third rank is true immortal, the soul power is fourth.

Four-rank true immortal, eight-stage soul power.

The fifth stage true immortal, the soul power reaches the 16th stage!

In every realm, soul power is showing a terrifying growth.

This is only the top five products.

However, now, he found that his soul power, according to this division, is afraid that there are more than four stages.

This...what's going on?

Mu Yundeng time stunned.

At this moment, Wang Xinya looked at Mu Yun's stunned appearance, just thinking that Mu Yun was thinking about something, she remained silent, and gently beat her back.

"The accumulation of celestial energy is only the level of strength in the realm of true immortality, but the soul power has reached the fourth level of terrifying, comparable to the level of real immortals, it is really weird..."

Mu Yun spoke suddenly.

"What's weird about this?"

Wang Xinya said suddenly: "I have heard Master talk about it. Throughout the ages, there have been many outstanding geniuses and their soul power will appear strange. Moreover, you are reincarnated as a human. Maybe because of your two lives, many changes have taken place. of!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun nodded, and didn't care about it anymore.

In the next period of time, Mu Yun had been tempering his soul power.

Reaching the realm of true immortality, achieving true soul, and increasing strength are completely another level.

Xuanxian martial artist, true immortal master, golden immortal powerhouse, big Luo Jinxian giant, peerless immortal king.

These titles are not nonsense.

To reach the true immortal, you can be called a master in this immortal world.

For several months, Mu Yun had been with Wang Xinya.

The two have almost tasted all the tastes of the separation in the past few decades, and when they meet again, they will naturally meet each other.

And what was unexpected was that Wang Xinya directly broke through the shackles of the seventh real immortal and reached the realm of the eight real immortal.

On the contrary, it was Mu Yun, who had been groping for the reason for the growth of his soul power, and had not started to improve his cultivation.

Moreover, the most important thing is that nowadays Mu Yun found that the essence of blood in his body gathered between the blood beads, and gradually, even began to appear a trace of soul power.

This point made Mu Yun quite surprised.

The soul power is inserted into the blood bead of essence and blood. This time, once it explodes, I am afraid that it will not only be the explosive power of the blood bead, but also the fragmentation attack of the soul power.

Essence blood and blood bead can be described as Mu Yun's most powerful trump card right now.

And for nearly half a year, Wang Xinya stayed in the Tianjian Tower.

Entangled with Mu Yun all day, never separated.

Half a year has passed, and the Tianjian Tower has passed the assessment and has completely advanced to a silver rank force.

And Wang Xinya had to return to the 33rd Heavenly Sword Gate.

However, after half a year, Ye Xueqi has not returned.

Mu Yun looked at the empty room, feeling quite lonely.

"Happy days are always so short. Right now, I have to start practicing!"

Mu Yun smiled bitterly and sat cross-legged on the bed.

His strength has risen sharply, and some of his previous fairy techniques are no longer enough to make his strength increase.

But this time, what Mu Yun had to do was to find some fairy techniques and make up for it.

As for swordsmanship, he had already finalized it in his heart.

"Falling Feather Sword Art!"

This sword tactic was an inferior soul-level immortal method, which just matched him now.

Moreover, his swordsmanship is constantly improving, and the sword world is now spreading 100 meters.

Just this sword technique, ordinary first-grade real immortal warriors, must die.

However, these alone are certainly not enough!