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"I stop, you kill him!"

Qin Mengyao fell, her wings spread out and rushed directly to the sky.

Boom...

A strong collision suddenly sounded.

And at this moment, a surging breath fluctuated.

"Here\'s the helper?"

Mu Yun grinned and said, "Unfortunately, Chief Yang, you still have to die."

Click...

The last barrier completely burst open.

The sword of life chasing, at this moment, kill it directly.

This sword, radiant, tyrannical aura, as if condensed into a violent cannonball.

boom……

In an instant, above the earth, a more violent bursting sound than before, at this moment, instantly spread.

The entire Qingkong Mountain was crumbling, and the traces of cracks spread more and more.

"ended……"

A faint voice sounded slowly.

The explosion spread, and the earth was already devastated at this moment.

"Chen\'er!"

"Chen\'er!"

Two heart-piercing voices sounded at this moment.

boom……

A voice sounded, and a figure above the sky fell straight down.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun\'s face changed slightly, and he stepped forward to follow the figure.

"How about it?"

Seeing Qin Mengyao\'s face pale, Mu Yun\'s heart sank.

"fine!"

Qin Mengyao shook her head, but after all she couldn\'t help it, a trace of blood was secreted from the corner of her mouth.

"Dare to beat my child\'s mother!"

Mu Yun looked up at the sky.

There, two figures stood proudly, looking sad.

At this moment, a tyrannical aura rose to the extreme.

The aura of these two people is simply more domineering than Yang Chenfeng.

"Void Saint level!"

Qin Mengyao whispered at the moment.

"Void Saint level?"

Mu Yun was startled.

Qin Mengyao nodded and said: "The top ancestor gods, souls and divine bodies have reached the limit, the limit of human cultivation."

"The next step is the holy position. Those who are strong in the holy position need to be recognized by the heavens and the earth before they can condense the Eucharist and achieve the power of the holy position."

"In between, the first step is to be recognized by the heavens and the earth, the body is transformed, and the Eucharist is transformed."

"To reach the realm of a true saint, it takes three steps, the realm of imaginary sage, the realm of semi-sage, and the realm of transforming sage!"

Qin Mengyao looked at the two figures of a man and a woman, and said slowly: "These two people, with a trace of recognition from the world in their bodies, are already in the realm of illusory sacredness."

The three realms of virtual sage, half sage, and transformation of sage.

Mu Yun nodded.

A true saint is a life recognized by the heavens and the earth. This heaven and earth is the heaven and earth of the ten thousand realms, not the heaven and earth of the small and big worlds he was in in the past.

The saint at this stage does not practice by himself and can be reached by hard training, but needs to go up to the heavens to listen.

Only with the approval of heaven and earth can you become a holy place!

Heaven and earth are sacred, without heaven and earth, unsanctified!

Mu Yun had never heard of those two figures, even in their previous lives.

"Chen\'er... Qingkong Mountain..."

One of the old women looked sad at the moment, desperate for life, tears streaming down her eyes.

"You dare to kill my son and die!"

The angry roar sounded directly.

At this moment, the earth rushed forward.

A wave of violent shouts is better than a wave.

"I, Michelle Yeoh, will kill you today to pay homage to my son and to pay homage to Qingkong Mountain!"

"The shepherd boy, so arrogant, wants to die and fulfill you!"

The old man, with white beard and hair, a black robe, arrogant and violent, shouted angrily, "Is it true that I have no Yang Clan?"

"Michelle Yeoh!"

Mu Yun thoughtfully.

This person is the wife of Yang Kaitai, the last patriarch of the Yang clan, and she is also a talented and brilliant person, but it is said that she had already sat down 30,000 years ago.

It seems that is not the case.

The life span of people in the gods is not unlimited.

The top ancestors have the longest life span, which is capped at one hundred thousand years.

One hundred thousand years in the **** realm can be described as the fairy realm and the small world for more than millions of years.

Mu Yun entered the God Realm for more than a thousand years, and the Lower Realm, I am afraid that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, I am afraid that the old deceased is no longer there.

But if you can reach the realm of Void Saint, I\'m afraid the lifespan will increase again.

It seems that the top ten ancient tribes are not fuel-efficient lamps.

Mu Yun looked at the old man and smiled lightly: "If you want to come, you are Yang Kaitai, the last patriarch of the Yang clan?"

"It\'s the old man!"

Yang Kaitai opened his eyes, showing his majestic momentum.

At this moment, everyone fully understood.

The two ancestors of Yang Kaitai and Michelle Yeoh did not die.

"Ancestor!"

Then Yang Shuangcheng burst into tears and angrily scolded: "This son is too arrogant, ancestor, save my Yang Clan in crisis!"

"Grandpa, take revenge for my father!" Yang Yu now had tears in his eyes.

At this moment, the Yang people were angry.

"You led the tribe to withdraw from the secret world, these four people will undoubtedly die today, even if Mu Qingyu arrives, I want him to pay for his life!" Yang Kaitai pointed his palm to Mu Yun and shouted in a deep voice.

Swish...

Several figures suddenly approached the ancestors of Yang Kaitai and Michelle Yeoh.

At this moment, everyone looked at the eyes of the four, and murderous intent emerged.

Mu Yun stepped forward at this moment.

"Um?"

Seeing Qin Mengyao holding him, Mu Yun turned around and said, "It\'s okay!"

"Do not!"

Qin Mengyao resolutely said: "Your talent for devouring blood is extremely powerful. You just killed Yang Chenfeng and the external avatar, as long as you swallow it down and reach the first-class ancestor god, it won\'t be a problem!"

"In that case, I will resist them for a while, and you will digest it!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun smiled bitterly: "Those guys, Yuexin and Qingyu alone, I\'m afraid it will be difficult to resist."

"You might underestimate my water spirit clan!"

Mingyue smiled and said, "I was the one who was named a water **** in the past, although it is not as good as before, but I still have the strength."

"Thank you!"

Mu Yun said seriously.

"Are you still so polite to me?" In Mingyue\'s eyes, a faint resentment flashed, and suddenly, it was beautiful.

"Yes, this can be regarded as your strong compensation for me in the past!"

When Mu Yun said this, Biqingyu and Qin Mengyao were both taken aback.

Use strong?

real or fake?

"Ahem..."

Coughing coughing, Mu Yun looked ahead and said: "Now, it\'s not the time to discuss these, I probably need a stick of incense time."

"good!"

Qin Mengyao\'s words fell, and he shot out directly at this moment.

Mingyuexin and Biqingyu, one on the left and the other on the right, stood beside Mu Yun.

"We just need to prevent other people from sneaking."

"Um!"

The two women looked solemn at the moment.

"Um?"

Seeing Qin Mengyao appearing, Yang Kaitai and Yang Michelle Yeo, the two false sages, appeared astonished in their eyes.

"The breath of the top ancestor god, is about to touch the holy way of heaven and earth?"

Yang Kaitai exclaimed: "Well, well, it seems that it will not be born for tens of thousands of years. The God Realm is really terrifying."

"Unfortunately, this is not your arrogant qualification!"

"I\'m not going to kill you, just... block the time for a stick of incense!"

Qin Mengyao stepped forward, full of murderous aura, spreading at this moment.

At this moment, the ice phoenix spirit suddenly appeared.

Behind the scenes, the power of the gods that had never been fully displayed was released at this moment.

The tens of thousands of meters huge phantom of the ice phoenix spirit was released instantly.

That violent shadow of heaven and earth, at this moment, condensed into the world\'s most cold aura.

"Um?"

And at this moment, between the mountains and forests hundreds of thousands of miles away from the human world, a figure, dressed in an ice-blue robe, wearing a crown, with blue ray in his eyes, strong cheeks, handsome At this moment, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Husband? What\'s the matter?"

Beside, a plump woman dressed in a blue group opened her eyes and said in surprise.

"Yingbao, I... feel the breath of my daughter!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man showed a wave of expression and his fingers trembled slightly.

"what?"

At this moment, the woman had a look of surprise in her eyes, and she instantly gathered, grabbing the arm of the man in front of her, and said, "Lan\'er, where is Lan\'er now?"

"That breath, familiar and unfamiliar, seems to have emerged from the human world!"

The man had a vigorous and kind breath at the moment.

"Human Realm... is the place of that human emperor!"

The woman\'s expression suddenly dimmed.

"Yingbao, don\'t worry, I think the human emperor will not, and dare not deceive us!" The man said coldly, "I, Bing Xiaochen, as the patriarch of the Ice Phoenix clan, no matter how strong the other emperor is Shoulder with me!"

"If he dares to lie to me, I will desperately break into the human world. He is not the first **** emperor Ye Xiaoyao."

The woman nodded at this moment, but her expression was a touch of longing.

"If it weren\'t for the Soul Race, how could Lan\'er..." Tears fell on the woman\'s face.

"Lan\'er is not dead, just a deep sleep!" Bing Xiaochen said calmly: "Yingbao, you have been worried for tens of thousands of years. If Lan\'er comes back and sees you like this, what is it to do?"

"Uh-huh!"

Bing Xiaochen continued: "If it weren\'t for the secret three-life reincarnation curse left by the first **** emperor that year, Lan\'er would have already died."

"Later, this method was passed on to Qing Emperor Ye Yu\'s poem. Later, when Ye Yu\'s poem disappeared, only Emperor Mu Qingyu knew about it."

"We have to wait for this person\'s promise, promise to give us a daughter!"

Lan Yingbao was worried at the moment: "But the emperor said that we need to promise him a condition, so far he has not said what the condition is!"

"I will say it sooner or later!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and what appeared in their eyes was a deep feeling of longing.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the two daughters, Bing Lan\'er, were designed to be attacked and killed by the soul race people. At that time, they had already used various methods, but they were all to no avail.

In the end, it was helpless, it was worth finding the emperor and saving their daughter.

And tens of thousands of years have passed, but there is no news about their daughter.

"Mu Qingyu, I hope you can believe it, I have been waiting for tens of thousands of years..."

"Of course I believe it!"

Bing Xiaochen\'s words fell, and between the void, a voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

When the voice sounded, a figure dressed in black slowly landed.