Supreme God Emperor

With the eyes of the sky opened, Mu Yun instantly felt that wherever his gaze went, the raised boulder became completely different.

Blocks of boulders piled up and turned into rays of light, all flooding into his body.

From the left eye, there was no change.

It's strange here!

Mu Yun didn't say much, suddenly, from the light, a figure stepped forward lightly.

A Tsing Yi, with a purple cloak, is quite charming and moving, and it makes people unforgettable just by looking at it.

Extremely beautiful and touching.

"Is this... the purple emperor?" Mu Yun was startled.

"You care who she is, an old witch!" Guiyi urged at this moment: "Hurry up and do your business. In this ancient formation, there is a great source of energy hidden, and it has huge benefits that you can't think of."

"Slowly understand for yourself!"

When the words of Guiyi fell, a breath of the gods appeared and disappeared.

Although Mu Yun was curious at the moment, he also knew that Guiyi could solve it, so he didn't have to worry.

The right eye was completely opened at this moment, and a ray of flame slowly swept away.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of righteousness fell from the sky, and all fell into his body.

"This is... the spirit of the holy king!"

Mu Yun was startled at the moment.

But I didn't have time to think about it. The aura of the holy king came over the sky, rushing into Mu Yun's body, and disappeared.

At the same time, Normalization turned into a phantom, but floating out, the figure appeared in an empty vast world.

He was dressed in white, with long and wicked hair, showing gray, but he had a face that was almost a wicked teenager.

"Ok?"

In front of him, the woman stood still, with a touch of surprise between her eyebrows, and then she seemed to think of something in general, and said in surprise: "Are you...Guiyi?"

"Ziyuan, you still remember me!"

"Of course I remember you, I..."

The woman was tense at the moment, and said: "You are not dead, are you...... Isn't he also dead?"

"He's dead!" Guiyi said with a dim look: "I haven't seen him for so many years, you still care about him."

"I waited for him for millions of years, just to let him turn around and take a look at me." Shion looked sad at the moment.

"As the patriarch of the Purple Spirit Clan, Lord Zidi, this is not like what you said." Guiyi smiled bitterly.

"Is it useful? I couldn't keep him after all."

Ziyuan sighed at this moment: "The two of you appeared in Kunxu Realm back then, creating Xiaoyao Mountain, so how easy is it? If it weren't for him, how can I have the name of Zidi, let alone the ancient sage emperor realm, it is the sage emperor realm. For me, it’s all difficult to climb to the sky.

Guiyi was silent.

Slowly, the Empress Ziyuan said again: "Who is that child?"

"It's... his hope!"

Guiyi smiled and said, "After we left that year, many things happened, and Ye Xiaoyao also had a child of his own."

Shion's face became stiff when she heard this.

"This child is his grandson..." Guiyi scratched his head and said, "The matter is quite complicated. You have been dead for a million years. You may not know what happened recently."

"After all, he doesn't have me in his heart."

"Perhaps..." Guiyi scratched his head again and said, "Perhaps he has you in his heart? It's just that he knows it's a way of no return, so he can't take you."

"I am willing to die with him..."

"amount……"

Guiyi was quite embarrassed at the moment.

"This was originally built for my children and grandchildren before I sat down. Seeing you can enter, it should be brought in by my people?" Empress Ziyuan said lightly: "This inheritance has stayed for a million years, you guys. If he comes earlier, this child may be able to directly accept the inheritance to reach the Holy King. Now, at best, he can help him reach the Holy King!"

"Holy King... enough..."

"Then trouble you to help me with one thing!" Ziyuan said faintly: "I have inherited a sacred tactic from the Purple Spirit Clan called the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art. You should know it!"

"Delivered to your descendants?"

"Ok!"

"Wrap it on me!" Guiyi said rather boldly.

Shion glanced at it and said, "You haven't changed for so many years."

"As you know, I hold the side of time and space. Time is nothing to me."

"Although I miss him all my heart, but after all, you and I are friends too, I suggest you, it is best to keep a low profile, after all, the **** emperor has been looking for you, not just you..."

"I see."

Go nodded.

"Having waited for a million years, I don't know what I am waiting for. Maybe today, I should... leave completely!" The words of the Empress Ziyuan fell, and her figure gradually collapsed.

...

At this moment, Mu Yun gritted his teeth, the madness of the holy king flowed into his body.

And at this moment, there was a faint sacred breath on the surface of his body, which was a kind of majestic sacred breath, like the king of the multitude, which makes people afraid to look directly at it.

"The Spirit of the Holy King..."

Feng Yuer and Zi Qingyan were also surprised.

"This guy is about to break through and reach the Saint King's small position."

Zi Qingyan smacked his lips and said: "What a strange person..."

"He has always been outstanding." Feng Yuer exclaimed.

Slowly, Mu Yun's breath gradually stabilized.

Holy King's small position.

Arrived at this moment, Mu Yun just realized that the Saint King's small position is powerful, the source of energy in his body is crowded, the spiritual energy is gathered, and the holy king's aura is constantly being born around his body.

This holy king's aura, like a protection from heaven and earth, always lingers around the body.

"Promoted?"

As soon as Mu Yun woke up, the voice of unity in his heart sounded.

"Well, Saint King Realm, arrived!" Mu Yun was quite excited.

"Here!"

Guiyi didn't have a good air: "This is the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art. The Ziyuan Empress of the Purple Spirit Clan left her descendants and passed it on to you. You will give this Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art to her descendants. "

Mu Yun put away the purple spirit blood tactics, but obviously felt that the tone of Guiyi was wrong.

"what happened to you?"

"What can I do?" Gui Yi said in a bad mood: "You stinky men provoke women all day long, and there are love debts everywhere. Ye Xiaoyao is, your father...your father is not, so are you..."

"When you hang up in the future, Qin Mengyao and Meng Zimo will hate me forever."

"It sounds like you are not a man..." Mu Yun said angrily.

"Smelly boy, you say it again..."

Mu Yun ignored the unity.

It seems that this Ziyuan empress, and her grandfather back then, seemed to have some indissoluble fate.

Mu Yun exhaled at this moment, waking up from his concentration.

"Brother Mu, you have broken through the realm of the Saint King!"

"Ok!"

Mu Yun nodded and said: "Heaven and earth source power is quite different here, but it's a bit special. I've been stuck in the ancient sage extreme position for a long time."

Mu Yun's words fell, looking at Zi Qingyan aside, and said: "Zi Qingyan, you just said that this was built by a female emperor of your Purple Spirit Race?"

"Ok!"

Zi Qingyan said helplessly: "It has existed for millions of years, but it is a pity that we, the Ziling clan, have not been able to see through the secrets."

"Are you looking for this?"

Mu Yun said, his palm stretched out.

"This is... the Purple Spirit Blood Jue, the Purple Spirit Blood Jue!"

Zi Qingyan was trembling with excitement at this moment.

"Is this important?"

"Of course!"

Zi Qingyan hurriedly said: "This is the female emperor of our Purple Spirit Race who spent hundreds of thousands of years to condense a sacred tactic with super power. Once there was a sacred tactic, it was impossible for my Purple Spirit Race to fall To the eighth-class race."

"Thank you, Mu Yun, thank you!"

Zi Qingyan grabbed Mu Yun and said, "No, no, no, I must take you back to the Hui clan, my father and them will definitely thank you in various ways!"

"This one……"

Mu Yun felt guilty at this moment. If Zi Qingyan knew that he had inherited the Zidi inheritance, I wonder if he would be so grateful to him.

However, the purple emperor has been passed on for a long time, and the effect is far from being as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Compared to the Zi Ling Blood Jue, this inheritance is drizzle, and Mu Yun comforted himself so.

"I broke through here, and I saw a fairy walking towards me. That fairy was very beautiful. She handed this thing to me and handed it over to you from the Purple Spirit Race."

"That's the Lady Empress!"

Zi Qingyan hurriedly knelt on her knees, looked around the peaks, and prayed religiously.

"No matter what, thank you Muyun, this is too precious to our Purple Spirit Race."

Zi Qingyan said earnestly at the moment: "I will tell my father about this matter. We, the Purple Spirit Race, will all regard you as a friend."

Mu Yun just smiled wryly for a while.

Zi Qingyan was too fussy.

How did he know that the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art is no different from the long-awaited inheritance treasure for the Purple Spirit Race. This holy Secret Art not only contains killer moves, but also a practice method that helps them control the blood line inheritance of the Purple Spirit Race. Tactics.

The Purple Emperor possesses great authority within the Purple Spirit Clan, and even now, the Purple Spirit Clan worships it, precisely for this reason.

Now it is no different than finding a national treasure, Zi Qingyan's excitement can be imagined.

"At the moment we seem to think more about how to get out!" Li Aoxue looked around and suddenly said.

"I just checked the surroundings, the dwarves and the Necromancer Guild are still looking for us!" Mu Yun nodded as soon as he said this.

Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan also nodded slightly at this moment.

Mu Yun looked at the two and said: "Maybe I have some solutions, but the process may be more painful, I don't know if you can stick to it."

"tell me the story!"

"There is a special flame in my body that is similar to the source fire, which may be able to expel the dead soul bone poison, but it should be more painful."

Mu Yun said earnestly: "I haven't reached the realm of the Saint King before, so the control of that flame is not perfect. Now, I can control it perfectly, but you..."

"no problem!"

"no problem!"

Almost at the same time, Feng Yuer and Zi Qingyan both spoke.

Feng Yu'er smiled and said: "Brother Mu, Zi Qingyan and I are both in the extreme position of the holy king, you might underestimate us!"

Mu Yun nodded slightly.

He didn't underestimate Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan, but the four-spirit divine fire that merged the four source fires, the power...too overbearing.