Supreme God Emperor

The Sea-Monster Cloud Guard is now the combined army of the Sea-Monster and Human Races, and all of them are guarding soldiers on the 144 islands of the Unbounded Sea.

There are a total of 300,000 people, of which not many are at the level of natural ancestors.

But it is the best army to cover people's ears.

In Mu Yun's mind, it has been deployed.

"Everyone, let me fight!"

Mu Yun's voice sounded slowly at this moment.

"Follow Your Highness to the death!"

"Follow Your Highness to the death!"

Loud voices sounded one after another, and everyone Xuan Tianwei, at this moment, shook the island.

"set off!"

Swish...

In an instant, a group of figures shot out directly at this moment.

Those figures gradually disappeared on the Xuanwu Holy Island.

The breath of thousands of ancestors, at this moment, directly rushed into the sky and disappeared.

In the God Realm, the boundless sea north.

Although this place is in the north of the God Realm, it is perennially scented with fragrant grass and green mountains and plains everywhere.

At this moment, among the towering mountains and the lush woods, there are tall and tall buildings, stacked one after another, piled on top of each other.

Those figures, back and forth, shuttled between lofts.

The huge building complex outlines the appearance of an academy.

It is the place of the spiritual seminary under the Yang clan.

Spiritual Theological Academy is one of the two top forces under the Yang Clan.

At this moment, the vast campus of the Spiritual Seminary is full of joy and encouragement.

And on the square in the depths of the college, a group of figures stood still, seeming quite lively.

"Spiritual Theological Academy, the most authoritative contest for the first prize of spirits, begins now!"

In front of the martial arts field, on a podium, an old voice sounded, with a slight smile: "Today, it is Yang Fengji and Ling Tianyu who have entered the final finals!"

As soon as this remark came out, all around the arena suddenly cheered.

Lingzi is the title of the highest disciple of the Spiritual Seminary.

The students who have obtained Lingzi will be the proud children of the entire Spiritual Theological Academy that everyone admires.

"Yang Fengji, although you are the younger brother of His Royal Highness, but I am Ling Tianyu, I will not let you!" A man in Tsing Yi, with delicate skin and a narrow face, said slightly.

"Ling Tianyu, if you let me, you will really look down on me!"

"In that case, die!"

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

The two figures suddenly shot out at this moment, radiant and fierce fighting.

Xu Xu, both of them are in the realm of the Five Elements God Lord, at this moment, the breath is violent, and the killing is strong.

It's just that, on the thousand-meter-wide martial arts field, it was covered by a formation, and those battles did not cover the surroundings.

Two figures, you come and I go, between each other, murderous.

boom……

Suddenly, a figure rumbling at this moment, the explosion spread, fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Everyone looked carefully, and it was Yang Fengji.

Yang Fengji, lost!

Everyone was taken aback.

At this moment, Yang Fengji was pale, he was obviously unable to stand up and had been defeated.

On the other side, Ling Tianyu smiled slightly.

Above the stands, an old figure stood up at the moment and looked at everyone.

"I now announce that the Lingzi champion of this competition is born, that is..."

boom……

It's just that the old figure, who hadn't finished speaking, suddenly, a popping sound sounded directly at this moment.

The formation shrouded in the competition field burst completely at this instant.

Suddenly, the popping sound spread, and everyone present was completely dumbfounded.

The Lingtian Jade, who was still smiling before, had already been trampled into fleshy mud, turned into blood mist, and burst open at this moment.

"Alert, alert!"

The old figure turned pale at the moment, and hurriedly shouted.

The smoke diffused slowly, and a figure stepped out, looking at everyone.

A clean white gown with a white belt around his waist and a fan pinned to it.

The clean face, delicate and compelling, there is a trace of loneliness between that delicate.

A strand of hair, covering his left forehead, with long hair in a bun, stood there just like that, as if he was a prince from a big family, and like a jinshi who had won the bid.

For a while, everyone was dumbfounded.

Who is this guy!

How dare to show up here and disrupt the contest of spirit sons of the Spiritual Seminary?

"who are you?"

Yang Fengji stood up at this moment and suddenly shouted: "This place is the spiritual seminary of the Yang Clan. How can you let you go wild?"

"I?"

The young man held a paper fan in his hand, and with a clatter, he stretched out, in a graceful manner, waved the fan, and said with a faint smile: "I am Mu Yun!"

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Mu Yun?

Shouldn't he be in the boundless sea? How would it appear here? What does he want to do?

"Prince of the herdsmen!" Yang Fengji shouted: "Don't mess around, this place is the land of the Yang clan, you make trouble, and be careful to bring annihilation to the herdsman."

"A disaster of genocide?"

Mu Yun put away the paper fan and smiled faintly: "Thousands of years ago, the herder didn't make trouble. Didn't she also suffer the disaster of genocide?"

"kill!"

The paper fan waved lightly, and the figures filed out.

In an instant, everyone saw that there were thousands of figures on the sky, falling down one by one.

Everyone, their breath, violent and domineering, are all powerful ancestors.

Herder, it's war!

Yang Fengji ran away without saying a word.

However, a palm was gently grasped, and the palm was slightly bent, Yang Fengji's face became paler and paler, and finally lifeless.

Swish...

And the moment the mutation happened, the sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Three figures appeared on the square.

"Mu Yun!"

A member of the Central Committee, with all white hair and beard, said proudly, "Do you dare to cause trouble here, do you really think that my Yang clan is a bully?"

"Oh...who am I."

Looking at the three figures, Mu Yun smiled lightly: "San'an of the Yang Clan!"

"Yang Anqing, Yang Anze, Yang Anyu!"

Mu Yun looked at the three of them and said, "Why are you here?"

The three of them trembled a little at the moment.

Since the herd’s mysterious camp was dispatched ten years ago, Mu Yun beheaded Tianwending, Xuantiance died, and the boundless sea was completely conquered by the herd. The Yangs have begun to worry that the herd will have something to do with it. action.

So let the three of them guard here in case of accidents.

Unexpectedly, it was only in the past ten years that the herdsman had really started.

And the selected target is actually their Yang people.

Yang Anqing looked at Mu Yun and shouted: "Prince Mu, this place is not where you are making trouble. My Yang family has no intention to provoke your herdsman now, you leave as soon as possible."

"No intention to provoke?"

Mu Yun smiled faintly.

"I don't think you dare to provoke!"

When the words fell, Mu Yun waved his palm directly, and a palm print was directly rolled down at this moment.

In an instant, the three figures formed in one breath, directly raised their hands and shot out instantly.

At this moment, the three of them clearly felt a terrifying breath rising up.

"Second-rate Ancestral God Realm!"

In the blink of an eye, the three of them felt Mu Yun's tyrannical strength and means.

Second-rate ancestor god!

It is said that in the first battle ten years ago, Mu Yun reached the level of the third-rate ancestor god, but who would have thought that in ten years, only ten years, Mu Yun had reached the strength of the second-rate ancestor god.

This is simply incredible!

"Yes!"

Mu Yun said lightly: "The second-rate ancestor **** realm, I already have a life span of more than 90,000 years."

"And you three old things, the end is coming."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them turned pale.

The top ancestor **** has a life span of more than 90,000 years, close to 100,000 years, but now Muyun has a life span of more than 90,000 years.

How did this guy cultivate to this point?

The three of them were full of horror at the moment.

Mu Yun, really terrifying.

The rumbling voice rang out one after another.

The body of the three of them, like a mountain range, was firmly suppressed by Mu Yun.

The laws of space and time in the body are completely nonexistent at this moment.

This feeling is really terrifying.

The three of them are all in the realm of second-rate ancestor gods, but facing Mu Yun of the same realm, they didn't have the slightest resistance.

This feeling is really depressing.

Three figures, one by one at the moment.

The frantic breath fluctuates.

But suddenly, ten meters away from Muyun, the three of them suddenly felt that their bodies were out of control at all.

"This guy……"

"I said, you are the people of the coming time, but I am the rising sun. How do you compare with me?"

Kaka...

Mu Yun grabbed it with one hand, and the three bodies broke apart at this moment.

The blood exploded, and the three figures were completely exhausted.

At this moment, everyone felt it, and a chill from the bottom of my heart went straight to the forehead.

This is the realm of the second-rate ancestor god?

It is simply impossible for the first-class ancestors to do this.

"Kill without mercy!"

Mu Yun looked around indifferently, and gave the order lightly.

Killing, let's start today!

One after another, Xuantian Guards slammed directly out, and the entire Spiritual Theological Academy suddenly jumped up and down, and the elders and disciples fled desperately.

At this moment, everyone had only one terrible thought in their hearts.

Herder, crazy!

Mu Yun was even more crazy.

This is to take the initiative to provoke disputes between the Protoss, the herders are killing themselves.

Slowly, Mu Yun's figure proudly volleyed, looking at the Celestial Seminary below.

"Nine Sacred Palms!"

One palm shot, nine palm prints one after another, and slowly waved.

boom……

The entire Spiritual Seminary, at this moment, was completely destroyed and completely in ruins.

"Let's go!"

The voice sounded, everyone, their figures disappeared...

Come fast, go fast, it seems that everything hasn’t happened.

But the ruins on the ground made everyone understand that it was not that nothing happened.

Mu Yun didn't lead people to kill them all, and just eliminated the Spiritual Seminary from the God Realm. He was not a murderous madman.

At the same time, on the other side, a subordinate of the Yang clan, in the Yuan Muzong.

A figure stood still in front, accompanied by a beautiful woman.

It is Muyun and Biqingyu.

"Your Highness!"

Xu Xu, a Xuantianwei stepped forward and said, "Sect Master Yuanmu died in battle, and all the other elders and ancestor gods were killed. As for the others, the stubborn resisters, the unscrupulous, the escapers, we No chase."

"Ok!"

Nodded, Mu Yun slowly said: "Now, Yang Chenfeng should have received the news, right?"

"Let's go, it's time to meet too!"

"Yes!"

Thousands of Xuantian Guards slowly disappeared, leaving only the Yuan Muzong who was submerged by the sea of ​​fire...