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Mu Yun smiled slightly when he saw this scene.

"In that case, Luo Tianxing, let them see what you can do!"

With a wave of Mu Yun\'s palm, the three hundred bone guards appeared at this moment, and the three hundred bone guards evolved to the point of regenerating flesh and blood. At this moment, they still looked like ordinary people.

The dark clothes and uniform costumes gave people a sense of killing at this moment.

"Um?"

Ling Shengtian looked wrong at the moment.

The three hundred guards who appeared surrounded Mu Yun, and when they looked closely, they seemed to be lifeless, but if they were looming, there was life.

It\'s not like a living person, but it\'s not like a puppet either.

What is this?

Moreover, those guys are all in the Saint King\'s realm, and there are even some who have reached the extreme realm.

A mere three hundred people is naturally not enough to be afraid of, but the three hundred people who have reached the Holy King\'s Great Position and Extreme Position are a terrifying force.

When did Mu Yun gather so many powerful characters?

"kill!"

With an order, Mu Yun was almost rude.

Today, he is here to make a fuss, make a fuss.

Regardless of what necromantic guild, dwarf race, or necromantic race, he caused his women to be wronged, he was going to make an upside-down.

"Good! Good! Good!" said three good, Ling Shengtian, with the aura of the holy emperor, showed nothing, and indifferently shouted: "You are looking for death, I will perfect you!"

"Ling Shengtian, today, it\'s your death date!"

An indifferent voice sounded at this moment, a roar sounded, and a group of figures appeared around the entire necromantic guild.

Feng Yu\'er and Zi Qingyan were now wearing battle armor, with hundreds of figures behind them, killing them one by one.

The Heavenly Snake Guards and the Purple Spirit Warriors were killed one by one at this moment, and the tyrannical aura fluctuated suddenly.

At this moment, the faces of the ninth-class races and some eighth-class races all changed slightly.

This time, it was really a big shuffle battle in the Eastern Region!

"Ling Shengtian, do you think you can become the lord of the alliance? My Sky-eyed Profound Snake clan, I don\'t agree."

"The same is true for the Purple Spirit Race!"

Zi Qingyan stepped out at this moment, and he actually reached the level of the Saint Emperor\'s small position, but at this moment, Zi Qingyan had red eyes, with hatred, and looked towards the spiritual holy sky.

"Because of you, my mother can only wait to die slowly, Spirit Holy Heaven, my Purple Spirit Race today, will never let you go!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Ling Shengtian was full of breath at the moment, showing no more, and said indifferently: "With a few of you? I think I can enter the Holy Emperor, and I can challenge my Necromancer Guild?"

"Challenging?"

Mu Yun said indifferently at this moment: "You really can count on your Necromancer Guild!"

The three hundred bone guards, at this moment, are like a sharp blade, killing the Necromancers, while the Heavenly Snake Guards and the Purple Spirit Warriors rush out one by one, even more like death.

All the dwarves joined the battlefield at this moment, the two sides were fighting, surrounding the entire square, and gradually spreading to the entire Necropolis.

It\'s just that everyone understands that the real decision is the battle between the holy emperors.

Only the holy emperor can decide the battle.

"Loke, Feng Yuer, I\'ll leave it to you!"

"Lu Shanyu, Zi Qingyan, I\'ll deal with it for you!"

"Vice President Qinhe, Vice President Luyuan, you lead the other holy emperors to entangle the other holy emperors of the Sky-Eyed Profound Snake Clan and the Purple Spirit Clan."

"As for Mu Yun, this seat will kill him personally!"

After all, Ling Shengtian is the vice president of the Necromancer Guild, and it will take a while to arrange everything.

It doesn\'t matter if other people fight, only Mu Yun is the most troublesome.

Mu Yun\'s strength has reached a situation that cannot be underestimated.

If Mu Yun cannot be completely killed, there will be endless troubles.

"I also really want to learn about the methods of the leader."

There is murderous intent in Mu Yun\'s eyes at this moment.

At the peak of the Saint Emperor\'s small position, facing the Saint Emperor\'s great position, it can be said that there is no possibility of winning.

It\'s just that today, he must come here, for the Azure Twins and for his wife Miao Xianyu, he must come.

So regardless of success or failure, he has to fight!

"It seems that you are full of self-confidence!"

Ling Shengtian snorted indifferently at this moment, and took a step forward, squeezing that tyrannical aura, as if it was a soaring mountain, squeezed down at this moment.

The powerful aura of the body of the holy emperor made everyone feel it, as if a towering mountain had descended.

Mu Yun felt the strong oppression, which made people unable to breathe.

The Golden Dragon Battle Armor was opened at this moment, and a light golden armour covered the whole body on the surface of the body.

Although he is in the Saint Emperor\'s small position, once he activates the Golden Dragon Armor, his body is tyrannical, which is comparable to a warrior at the top level of the Saint Emperor\'s middle position.

At least at this point, it is not without resistance.

"Success!"

Ling Shengtian snorted and hit directly with a punch.

boom……

In an instant, the fist wind whistled, and a fist shadow peeled out and fell directly.

The entire square was completely blasted by fist marks, and the ground was shaking at this moment as the wind was raging.

Is this the tyrannical state of the Holy Emperor?

Mu Yun pondered slightly at this moment, Chi Ling\'s spear, shaking hands tightly.

Chi Ling Long Spear, no matter what, the time to accompany him is the longest.

"Spirit-breaking light!"

With a shot, the spear light condenses into a spear shadow, piercing through the void, and piercing the spiritual holy sky.

"ridiculous!"

Ling Shengtian sneered and grabbed it with one hand. At this moment, the Chi Ling had no resistance at all, and was directly caught by Ling Shengtian.

The sound of crackling sounded, and the spear light directly collapsed, turned into a meteor, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Mu Yun\'s attack was not worth mentioning in Ling Shengtian\'s eyes.

At this moment, Mu Yun also understood that he had reached the holy emperor realm, but he did not have the fifth-grade holy tactics to practice.

Although the need for the Five-Rank Saint Jue was imminent, he didn\'t have time to learn.

Although the Chi Ling Spear is a fourth-rank holy weapon, its power is weaker.

If it weren\'t for the ninth-order rune inside the red spirit, it would be impossible to face the spirit holy sky at this moment.

"What else do you have?"

Seeing Mu Yun standing underneath, Ling Shengtian descended from a high level.

"It\'s too arrogant to think you have won now!"

Mu Yun grinned and said: "My method, I\'m afraid you can\'t think of it!"

After the words fell, Mu Yun stretched out his palm, and between the shots of the palm, Sen Luo was imprinted with death at this moment, condensing the three ways, and directly rushed out.

"Poor and weak!"

Ling Shengtian faced each other with a palm, and didn\'t use any sacred tactics at all.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, the three imprints exploded directly at this moment, completely scrapped.

"Yes?"

Mu Yun grinned at this moment, the holy emperor\'s position is really strong and strong!

Boom...

At this moment, he waved his palm again, and in an instant, the death mark of Sen Luo gathered again, and this time, the mark was no longer three, but ten.

Ten Dao Senluo death marks, this is already a very high level of attainments and comprehension of Senluo\'s death mark.

This is not just an increase in the number of seven Dao, but an increase in attack intensity by seven times.

The powerful breath swept across the waves, and the inexplicable fluctuation caused Ling Shengtian\'s brows to be slightly frowned at this moment.

"Spirit-binding Art, Daluo Mansion Heavenly Hand!"

At the moment, Ling Shengtian didn\'t dare to hold big.

Mu Yun, this son, is promoted extremely fast, and there must be a chance that belongs to him.

In this kind of opportunity, Mu Yun might not be that simple, he didn\'t have the heart to make himself hurt.

With one hand waving, that huge palm seemed to have engulfed the world at this moment, with a mighty momentum, and it was directly covered.

There was a crackling sound, and the ten Dao Senluo died at this moment, all suppressed, unable to contend.

"Come again!"

At this moment, Mu Yun stepped directly forward, and there was a Dao Sen Luo death mark in his palm.

A hundred ways!

Baidao Senluo\'s death mark is already the ultimate pinnacle of this sacred tactic.

Those hundred death marks, even in the middle position of the holy emperor, will die with hatred when they insist.

Facing the holy emperor\'s position, Mu Yun was not sure what level he could reach.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, Baidao Senluo was imprinted at this moment, madly rushing out, and the powerful lethality directly destroyed that giant hand.

At this moment, everyone felt that a force was drawn out of their body, and under the death mark, they became surrendered.

Ling Shengtian stepped back and was surprised to see this scene.

Mu Yun is still only the holy emperor\'s small position, if he reaches the holy emperor\'s middle or large position, he still has it?

No matter what today, Mu Yun must die.

"It\'s a big deal!"

Ling Shengtian shouted in a low voice, and suddenly, a powerful breath gathered from all around.

A palm print spread over the sky and covered the earth, covering it again.

"Siluo\'s death mark, one hundred seals kill!"

The buzzing sound passed, the mark of a hundred tracks, and it came out again.

The hundred marks are like birds trying to break free from the cage, doing everything they can to hit the fallen big Luoshou.

The constant collision, the explosion sounded one after another, but at this moment, the power of those imprints was quite weak, and it was impossible to break through the coverage of the big hand.

"go to hell!"

The Ling Shengtian backlogged down with one hand, and the power gathered at this moment, all rushing towards Mu Yun.

boom……

The earth broke apart at this moment, and the handprint was still covered.

At this moment, when Miao Xianyu saw this scene, his face was ugly and worried, and the whole person was even more anxious.

Slowly, as if making some determination, between Miao Xianyu\'s hands, a ray of light quietly bloomed.

Ling Che and others did not notice this subtle movement.

At this moment, everyone\'s eyes were attracted by Mu Yun and Ling Shengtian in the sky.

Under the handprint, Ling Shengtian exhaled at this moment.

No matter how much Mu Yun used, he was only in the small position of the Holy Emperor.

If Mu Yun is in the mid-level state of the holy emperor today, or is comparable to his state, then maybe it is him who died.

Ling Shengtian sighed: "Necromancer, kill without mercy!"

"With such a big tone, don\'t you think I\'m dead?"

At this moment, a contemptuous word sounded, and under the giant handprint, a figure broke out with a broken hand, Ling Li Xukong, looking at Ling Shengtian.

It is Muyun!