Supreme God Emperor

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and those were the top disciples of the three major sects.

The three left and separated, pretending to just meet here.

Mu Yun and Wang Xinya put on their hats and looked around carefully.

"Junior Brother Xueyi!"

Seeing Xueyi, Xue Wuqi exhaled, "Don't run around, or I can't explain to my father and the leader!"

"Ok!"

Xueyi returned to his previous indifferent appearance and nodded.

"Who are they?"

Looking at the Mu Yun and the two in the side hall, they said at random without any shortage of blood.

Mu Yun is only the fourth-rank Daluo Jinxian now, and Wang Xinya is only the fifth-rank Daluojinxian realm, and the two of them are still in the blood and have no lack of magic eyes.

"I don't know, it seems to be a disciple of the 33rd Heavenly Sword Sect!"

The blood said casually.

At this moment, Jian Wentian, Chu Xuanyuan and others also entered the hall.

As for the popular disciples, they were warriors resurrected by the demons, attacking frantically.

Most of them have drew their strength on the stone platform, and those Demon Warriors swear to the death and do not intend to let them go.

"These Demon Warriors are crazy!"

Chu Xuanyuan frowned and cursed secretly: "The demon army outside, I don’t know when they broke in. Now there are so many demon warriors inside. It seems that we want to escape and ascend to heaven. The possibility is increasing. The smaller!"

Hearing this, the others were also helpless.

They really can't help it.

The three demon kings of the demon clan and the three immortal kings are as vast as the sky to them.

They simply cannot resist.

"Everyone should stop complaining. This place is not that simple. Everything is full of crises. At this moment, we can only take the risk to move on and find a solution, otherwise the disciples outside will be consumed!"

"Ok!"

At this moment, there were about a hundred disciples standing in the hall. As for the others, they were dragged by the demons and had to fight.

Mu Yun also stepped forward at this moment, looking at the **** wind outside the hall.

There is no good way for everyone at this moment. They can only spread out. This area is a temple of Buddha. In each temple, there is a statue of Buddha, which looks very ethereal.

The blood remained silent, and followed Xue Wuqi and others to leave here.

But Mu Yun took Wang Xinya and entered toward the other temples.

"Brother Yun, are you worried that the blood cloud is not good for Xueyi and Xueruthless?" Wang Xinya finally asked.

"Ok!"

Mu Yun opened his mouth and said: "I established the Yunmeng League in my previous life and is one of the top ten immortal kings. The leader of the Blood Fiend Sect, let alone me, even the old immortal kings of Jian Nantian who are more senior than me. Clearly, but Xueyi can know this guy's name."

"Regardless of whether the name is true or false, at least this can be seen in the importance of Bleeding Ruthless and Blood One in the eyes of this leader."

"Furthermore, I know a method that can help people improve quickly, that is, to consume one's own strength and help others improve their realm. The realm of the blood one improves, mostly because of this."

"If it's not relatives or reasons, how can this blood cloud leader be so good to blood ruthless father and son?"

Mu Yun was puzzled.

"It doesn't have to be a relative or a reason!" Wang Xinya said casually: "Maybe this blood cloud was a bloodless ancestor how many years ago it was!"

Om...

As soon as he said this, Mu Yun's head buzzed.

"What did you say?"

"Huh? I said, it doesn't have to be a relative or a reason!"

Wang Xinya said.

"The next sentence!"

"Maybe Blood Cloud has been a ruthless ancestor for so many years... Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?"

"No...nothing..."

Mu Yun was startled at this moment, just like a fool.

That's right, it doesn't have to be unreasonable!

The bloodless ancestor is the blood owl, but the blood owl is already dead, then who is this blood cloud? Bloodlord's father? grandfather? son? grandson?

impossible!

Mu Yun was extremely sure that the most important point was the reason why he and Bloodlord became life and death brothers.

Mu Yun in the previous life grew up in a wolf den, and the blood owl was also raised by a tiger alone.

Both of them have no father or mother, no brother or brother!

Moreover, the blood owl is dead!

Mu Yun shook his head to release the thoughts in his heart.

"Brother Yun..."

"Ok?"

"In fact, there is one thing, I am puzzled!" Wang Xinya shook her head at the moment: "Don't you feel that Biqingyu is good to you?"

"Ah? This...maybe because I am more handsome, with amazing talent and charisma!"

"Hate, I'm serious with you!"

Wang Xinya looked at Mu Yun who was faceless and skinless, and said: "Think about it carefully. At first, you used the Yiye Sword Sect, including the Heavenly Sword Tower, and the Biluo Huangquan Sect to help you. It seems very reasonable, but now you combine Biqingyu and Qi. Wusheng’s strength, why did you say they found you? Is it just because of your relationship with Ye Xueqi?"

"Then how do they know the relationship between you and Ye Xueqi? If they do, it means that they already know that you are Muyun in the previous life. It also means that they approached you with a purpose from the beginning!"

Wang Xinya said seriously: "For neither relatives nor reasons, why do you help you like this?"

"It makes sense!"

Mu Yun really never thought about this issue.

He has always regarded himself as the link between Heaven Extinguishing Sword Sect and Biluo Huangquan Sect.

But he really hasn't thought about why Biluo Huangquanzong needs him to be a bond!

At this moment, Wang Xinya woke him up with a word.

For neither relatives nor reason, why would Biluo Huangquanzong help him?

Wang Xinya said again: "I have a bold guess!"

"What guess?"

"Sect Master Biluo Huangquan, it's your father!"

When these words came out, Mu Yun's eyes widened.

If he had a sip of water in his mouth, Wang Xinya must have been sprayed on his face.

"I actually have a bold idea too!"

"What?" Wang Xinya asked suspiciously.

"I guess Biqingyu has taken a fancy to me, and is going to let me be her husband, so he will help me!"

"shameless!"

Mu Yun smiled at this moment: "To be honest, if Mu Qingyu knows that I am not his son, I am afraid I still don't know how to deal with me..."

Mu Yun had to say that his entire body, but the soul that occupies that Mu Yun, is still him in the previous life!

"Maybe Uncle Mu in the previous life was also your father!"

Looking at Wang Xinya, Mu Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Xin'er, when are you so brainy..."

"I always feel that Uncle Mu is very concerned about you... Besides, he is in Nanyun City. Where are so many sons. He was originally in the Three Thousand Small World. Uncle Mu is very powerful. Why did he stay in the Nanyun Empire for so many years? Being the patriarch of a small family is not awe-inspiring!"

"Look, when you arrived in Zhongzhou later, Uncle Mu appeared in Zhongzhou, you were in the Three Thousand Small World, and Uncle Mu appeared in the Three Thousand Small World, and you arrived in the Immortal Realm..."

"Where is your Uncle Mu?" Mu Yun smiled.

"It hasn't appeared yet!"

Wang Xinya angrily said: "If you don't believe me, forget it, you can't feel the feeling of licking the calf. It may be that you have been paying attention to the grievances of the past life. As a bystander, I pay attention to it very clearly!"

The love of licking the calf...

In Mu Yun's mind, a generous figure of Mu Qingyu emerged.

indeed.

Mu Qingyu loved him very much, and that feeling gave Mu Yun, who had never enjoyed his father's love in his previous life, a deep satisfaction.

However, if Mu Qingyu knew that he was not the real Mu Yun, would he love himself so much?

"Wait until I see my father again, maybe at that time, I am already an immortal king!" Mu Yun smiled bitterly: "But to be honest, I just saw Ren Gang, who was once a powerful right-hand man of his father. , If his father really has such a mighty prestige, Ren Gang wouldn't be in the Heavenly Sword Tower...so stretched, right?"

"This is also..." Wang Xinya was also confused.

You still need to see Mu Qingyu to know exactly what the situation is.

The two of them kept their heads down, passed through the temples, and continued to go deep...

At the same time, the fairy world, the sword domain, the land of the Antarctic, the blue sky and the yellow spring sect.

In the black city, standing proudly among the mountain ranges of the earth, the current Biluo Huangquan Sect is still a silver-level power on the surface, and it is developing steadily and steadily. The tribute that should be handed in is not slack in the slightest.

It's just that, under the black city that stands proudly, deep in the ground, a similar city stands proudly.

What is different from the black city on the ground is that this city, when you look closely, is gloomy and gives people a very terrifying feeling.

At this moment, in the black city, in a large hall that is one hundred meters tall.

This hall is quite a hero, but at this moment, a figure in the middle of the hall looks a little nervous.

"Senior Fengxian, are you worried about something?"

Jian Fengxian wore a white robe and was suave, but his face was filled with sorrow.

"Wuji Aotian, let me ask you a question!"

"Don't dare to be, seniors please say!"

After knowing that this person was the famous sword seal of immortality ten thousand years ago, Wuji Aotian simply felt that he was a child, thinking that back then, he was honored as one of the top ten nobles in the small world.

But now, it's not worthy to give people shoes!

"When a sect, the master is not there, the second in command, and the third in command are not there. As the fourth in command, will you be anxious?"

"meeting……"

Hearing this, Wuji was proud of the sky.

Now, in the Biluo Huangquan Sect, the lord is not there.

The prison king Bizhongtian and Miss Biqingyu also left.

The Second Prison King also disappeared.

There are only three prison kings here, and he is indeed anxious.

"Haha...Sword Fengxian, you old thing, you just fooled out an old fox from the Sword God Mansion, and what are you not sure about?"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

The laughter fell, and a figure walked in from outside the hall.

This person was in ragged clothes and messed up hair. He walked and turned on one leg. Seeing this person, Jian Fengxian showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wuji Aotian quietly moved behind Jian Fengxian.