Supreme God Emperor

This voice sounded, and everyone present suddenly felt the majestic pressure enveloped, slowly releasing it.

Around the carriage, there were four figures. At this moment, it seemed that the aura was extremely tyrannical, not weaker than Muyang.

Mu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

By now, some real characters have finally appeared...

The carriage stopped steadily, and a figure stepped out from the carriage, standing in the sky.

This person is dressed in an aqua-blue gown, setting off an elegant and long body, and his steps are stepped out, as if the whole world is moving with him.

"His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness!"

Seeing the young man, slowly stepping out, Wang Dong and Wang Cha, both of them, immediately bowed to the ground, with a solemn expression.

This person is the prestigious Royal Highness Prince-Wang Zihao!

Wang Zihao did not look at the two at this moment, his eyes were always looking up and down Mu Yun.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Several people, Bai Zixuan, quietly approached Mu Yun.

"This son, as a royal prince, has already reached the realm of the eight changes of the ancestor god!" Bai Zixuan whispered: "It is said that he has reached the realm of the nine changes of the ancestor god, but I don't know if it is true or not!"

Prince of the Royal Family!

Muyun understands that among the ancient clans, apart from the patriarch, the prince is the person with the highest right to speak.

The ten princes of the ancient tribe were all determined by the highest level of decision in the ancient tribe.

For example, Zhao Yanming, even if it was the death of a fan for tens of thousands of years, the Zhao family did not investigate clearly, and would never pick a new prince to appear.

So now, the prince of the Zhao family is still vacant.

I don’t know what happened to Zhao Yanming now!

As a prince, not only the strength is at least the realm of the ancestral god, but also a strong talent, and he can see farther.

After all, the ancient race is the pinnacle of the gods.

As the top powerhouse of the gods, the patriarch is like the rudder of the same ship. If the rudder is damaged, the direction of the ship may not be the sea, but the creek.

Today, the ten ancient tribes, except for the herdsmen and Zhao, the princes of the other ancient tribes should not have changed much.

I just don't know, these guys have not seen you in ten thousand years, when has their strength improved and reached the peak?

At this moment, Mu Yun looked at the Wang Zihao ahead with a touch of indifference in his eyes.

"Prince of the royal family, I haven't seen you in ten thousand years, it's not bad..." Mu Yun said with a smile: "Now, the strength has improved, and it can be considered as entering the main hall!"

Hearing this, Wang Zihao smiled slightly.

"The shepherd prince is absurdly praised. If you hadn't delayed ten thousand years, I am afraid that now, you would have broken the shackles of the gods!"

At this moment, Wang Zihao, with a smile on his face, could not see the slightest trace of happiness, anger, sorrow, or sorrow.

"This Wang Yan is not a weapon and has disturbed Brother Mu. I don't know, can I look at the face of my Wang Zihao and spare him his life!"

Wang Zihao smiled and said: "After all, an ancestor god, it takes too much effort to cultivate, let alone the five changes of the ancestor god?"

"Let him go?"

Mu Yun was taken aback, then burst into laughter.

"Wang Zihao, you and I are not children, don't you feel funny when you say this?"

Mu Yun stopped smiling and looked at Wang Zihao with indifferent eyes.

"Ten thousand years ago, if I, Mu Yun, told you that my herders, women, children, and subordinates of the Tianyuan level have all been cultivated and spent a lot of effort, can you let them go?"

As soon as he said this, Wang Zihao's eyes were startled.

"Nine tribes' deforestation, what a resounding reputation, your Nine tribes have suffered a lot of casualties, but how do you compare with my herdsmen's deaths and injuries?"

"Why? Killing you a king dong, you feel distressed, then did you ever feel distressed when you killed my shepherd?"

Mu Yun's words were unceremonious and full of questions.

At this moment, the smile on Wang Zihao's face also slowly dissipated.

"In that case, Brother Mu refused to give me the face of Wang Zihao?"

"What is your Wang Zihao's face?" Mu Yun suddenly said at this moment: "Wang Zihao, when I was in the top ten of the gods, where is your Zihao?"

"Now, I really think that the tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by the dog. I, Muyun, would be afraid of you, right?"

"Now, let me give you face, are you... worthy?"

Mu Yun was indifferent, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

It's not because of the trembling of fear, but the fluctuation of anger in my heart.

He has merged his life and soul, and now he knows deeply, how tragic the first battle was back then?

Among the herdsmen, how much did the elite lose?

That battle, just a short while ago, the memory that had been incorporated into his mind was scrolling page by page.

The Nine Races Destroy Herdsmen!

The nine tribes became the victors, while the herdsmen lost how many elites and children, together with the Tianyuan-level forces above the Divine Land, how many were destroyed, and how many people were slaughtered.

In this matter, Wang Zihao gave me a face like a flip?

It's shameless to the extreme.

Mu Yun looked at the crowd at the moment, blood in his eyes rolled.

If he hadn't just changed the realm of the ancestor **** now, these guys would be killed by himself.

"Hehe, it seems that the herder prince is the shepherd prince, and you won't even give you the face of brother Wang!"

"Zhu Chen, what you said is wrong, are there any shepherds now?"

Between talking and laughing, two figures, standing on top of the two dragons' heads, flew into the air.

The two men, dressed in splendid gowns, had extraordinary bearing, and between their gestures, they all carried an overwhelmingly powerful atmosphere.

"Zhu Chen!"

"Yang Yu!"

Seeing the two coming, Mu Yun's eyes were slightly cold.

He is very familiar with these two people.

Zhu Clan Crown Prince Zhu Chen, Yang Clan Crown Prince Yang Yu!

It's just that Mu Yun had never fought against these two people in those days when the nine tribes slashed the animal husbandry.

There is no other reason, these two people were...too weak at the beginning!

As the top ancestor god, Mu Yun naturally disdain to fight with these two guys.

If not, I'm afraid that the Zhu and Yang have already changed their princes!

"What are you two doing here?"

Seeing Zhu Chen and Yang Yu coming, Wang Zihao frowned at this moment.

"Brother Wang, this is wrong, right?" Then Yang Yu, dressed in a handsome and luxurious manner, smiled: "This is the prince of the shepherd. Obviously, he will not give you face. We will come naturally. It's... to cut the grass and roots!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Yang Yu had a touch of joking in his eyes.

"Cut weeds and roots?"

Mu Yun sneered and said, "Ten thousand years ago, you Yang Yu, you don't seem to have the courage, right?"

"you……"

"Okay, okay, what can I say to him!"

Zhu Chen smiled lightly at this moment and said: "Don't delay, so these Xuantians, but not enough to see, I think the three of us, it is better to kill them as soon as possible!"

Zhu Chen looked at Yang Yu and Wang Zihao.

At this moment, in the eyes of the three of them, they all appeared to kill chickens.

Mu Yun, the threat to people is too great.

The Nine Life Emperor, in any case, cannot survive in the God Realm.

Otherwise, it will be a disaster.

At this time, the three of them stepped forward in one step, and the tyrannical laws of time and space swept away in an instant.

"Protect Your Highness!"

Mu Yang's face sank, his murderous aura surged.

The seven changes of the ancestors are full of displays.

At the same time, Bai Zixuan, Zhan Xuanji, and Cang Yan also stopped in front of Mu Yun.

"His Royal Highness should go first, let's stop!" Mu Yang said, "Otherwise, I, Xuantian Shi, will once again become a sinner of the pastoral clan!"

"go?"

Mu Yun squinted his eyes and said coldly: "I won't go. I am here today, even if I die, these guys would be good to be buried."

Mu Yun understood that even if he left today and returned to the herd, he would not be safe. On the contrary, it would ruin the herd's foundation that his father had worked so hard to build once again.

It was not his intention to harm the shepherd because he was alone.

When his identity is exposed, he is bound to become a target of public criticism. This is what he had expected long ago.

And when things have reached this point, concealment cannot be concealed.

If there is no way out, then go ahead!

"A few lingering Xuantian warriors, do you really think you are still the former Xuantian warriors?"

Wang Zihao snorted coldly: "Give me death!"

In an instant, Wang Zihao stepped forward, and the ancestor god's Nine Transformation realm showed no more.

The powerful time and space dominance made Mu Yang's movements difficult in an instant.

The captains of them are not in their peak state of the year. Faced with the nine changes, the pressure is really too great!

"The realm of the ancestor gods, once changed into the other, do you want to compete with me in the seventh realm?"

Wang Zihao snorted and stepped forward, murderously.

"Stop it!"

Mu Yang, Cang Yan, Bai Zixuan, and Zhan Xuanji rushed out immediately.

A powerful wave of air churned up, and the space was torn apart at this moment. Black horses practiced one after another, like a demon from hell, opening a huge dark mouth, devouring everything.

"Go away!"

Wang Zihao let out a low drink, and his body went from the inside out, and a domineering wave of air broke out at this moment.

boom……

The strong collision suddenly erupted, and the waves of air at this moment condensed into a statue of an emperor.

At this moment, the statue of the emperor was pulled up in an instant, and stepped forward, reaching a height of ten thousand feet, and the emperor's domineering spontaneously born, causing a violent breath!

Swish...

At this moment, the four of Mu Yang rushed out.

The divine power was condensed into domineering training, directly bombarding the statue of the emperor.

The strong voice suddenly transformed into massive divine power fluctuations at this moment.

boom……

The impact sounded, and the four figures directly bombarded the emperor statue at this moment.

But the next moment, in an instant, the emperor statue opened his eyebrows, a touch of disdain, flashed away, and his palm waved.

Bang bang bang...

In time, above the earth, the ground cracks appeared, grinning noises, it gave people the feeling that the whole world was about to collapse.

Nine changes of the ancestors!

This is the toughness of the Nine Transformations of the Ancestor God!

There was a thumping falling sound, and four figures fell straight to the ground at this moment.

"Prince shepherd, you are not the same posture back then!"

At this time, Zhu Chen and Yang Yu stepped out at the same time and looked at Mu Yun with indifference in their eyes.

Swish two silhouettes, at this moment, directly kill Mu Yun.

If you don't get rid of Muyun today, in the future, it will definitely be a big worry.

At this moment, the two of them had no hands left, and their speed soared to the extreme.

"His Royal Highness retreat!"

Tu Cunjian, Bi Yichen and others, directly attacked at this moment.

It's just that these few people are just the change of the ancestors and the frontier of the ears. How are the two prince opponents?

There was a bang, a few figures, vomiting blood, pale, and instantly defeated.

Each other is not a level at all!

"Suffer!"

Then Yang Yu slapped it directly, straight at Mu Yun, without stopping.

Seeing this scene, a touch of indifference came out from the corner of Mu Yun's eyes. In his body, at this moment, there seemed to be a raging fire, burning and climbing...