Supreme God Emperor

The Taikoo Yanlong, one of the ten dragon clan, is said to be a clan of dragon veins. It is said that the length of the body is ten thousand feet, the whole body is filled with fire, like a **** of fire, wherever it goes, there is a sea of ​​fire.

The dragon race has always been one of the most mysterious races rumored to be.

At present, the first-class races that Mu Yun knew about, such as the Qilin Clan, the Five Spirit Clan, the Soul Clan, the Phoenix Clan, and so on, were not as powerful as the Dragon Clan to a certain extent.

It's just that the current dragon clan is divided into ten veins, which is probably not as strong as it was back then.

But even so, every vein is dominating one side, which is enough to see the deep-rooted and powerful dragon clan.

"call……"

He closed his eyes slowly, and between his palms, the two dragon scales became hot at this moment.

The hot breath flashed into Mu Yun's body, and with a swish of smoke, the two dragon scales turned into two streams of heat, directly rushing into Mu Yun's body.

Now Mu Yun's body is extremely powerful.

Soul and soul, getting a new temper, is the holy spirit recognized by heaven and earth!

And the physical body has been greatly tempered every bit.

It can be said that if one of his vellus hair is put into the current human world, it can cause the entire human world to fight frantically. Even the ancestors can dominate the entire human world by holding a single hair of him.

This is the power of the holy position, and the so-called divine realm in the human world cannot be compared at all.

In other words, the gods in the human world are just gods that humans think of themselves.

In the Canglan Ten Thousand Realms, the holy throne, the throne, the noble throne, and even the masters, those gods and emperors, every step of them is recognized by the heavens and the earth, and they have achieved great reputation.

This is a huge difference.

Throughout the ages, no one can resist the power of heaven and earth.

Slowly, the hot and dry breath in the body spread, and Mu Yun gasped for breath.

This scorching heat is completely different from the scorching heat of Yuan Huo.

The source fire is too hot, but it can only regulate the pain of the body, but the hot dragon breath contained in this dragon scale can regulate the anxiety of the mind.

The burning, as if not only the flesh, but also the mind.

Mu Yun's face was pale and terrible at the moment.

Suddenly, he only felt like he was standing in a sea of ​​flames, tied to an iron frame, with endless fire whips coming from one whip to whip.

And that whip lashed not only his body, but also his soul.

This painful taste is almost broken.

Mu Yun's whole person is almost completely lost in this piece of world.

"Hey, my dragon's breath is not so easy to absorb?"

"Hey, ignorant, if my dragon clan dragon scales are so easy to absorb, then my dragon clan child, wouldn't it be chased by many people?"

"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, looking for death!"

The voice of the dark test test approached Mu Yun one by one, trying to swallow Mu Yun's will.

"is it?"

Mu Yun snorted: "I have not only swallowed the breath of your Primordial Flame Dragon, but I also swallowed the breath of other dragons."

"Just let the horse come here!"

"court death!"

The cold voice suddenly sounded, and the roaring crackling sound rang out. In an instant, Mu Yun felt that on his head, a dragon claw crashed down, grabbing directly at his head.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the dragon claw paused, and the scratches stopped in front of Mu Yun's head, motionless.

"That is……"

The dragon's claws trembled suddenly, and suddenly horrified: "Ancestral Dragon breath, Ancestral Dragon breath...Impossible...Impossible...How could you have the Ancestral Dragon breath in your body?"

"what……"

The horrified roar and anger sounded alternately, gradually, the sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

At this moment, Mu Yun felt that a figure appeared above her head. The figure covered the sky and covered the sun, and the light was so bright that it was impossible for people to see the true face at all.

...

Slowly, Mu Yun opened his eyes, sweating all over, dampening his clothes.

"Just... what's going on?"

Suddenly, he seemed to see a dragon full of flames, grabbing at him, but under the huge shadow of speechlessness, the dragon disappeared.

It seemed like his illusion.

"Zulong..."

Mu Yun couldn't help groaning.

He had indeed obtained a drop of Ancestral Dragon essence blood from Xie Qing, but the essence and blood had already been digested cleanly in the God Realm.

But what happened to the shadow that appeared?

"Leave these aside for now!"

Mu Yun exhaled and looked at his body.

"It seems that this refining takes less time than I thought."

Mu Yun slowly said: "Let's look at how much this dragon body has increased this time!"

The hands suddenly clenched, and a battle armor suddenly appeared on the surface of the body.

On the surface of the battle armor, golden lines appeared, like a flowing water nebula, floating out of dust.

Mu Yun gently stroked the battle armor with his palm, only to feel a trace of hot air permeating his body.

"This is a promotion..."

Mu Yun muttered to himself: "I will call you the Golden Dragon Armor in the future!"

This armor is no longer a pale yellow color, but a golden color.

The change in color represents a great increase in defense.

"Two dragon scales, with such a change, if there are more dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon blood nourished in the future, how should it be?"

Mu Yun's heart became more and more heated.

Slowly, leaving the scroll of the gods, Mu Yun let out a sigh of relief.

The armor was put away, and the surface of his body was just an ink-colored gown.

"I just don't know how much the defense of this armor has been increased."

"Brother Mu!"

A voice sounded, and Feng Yuer hurriedly came at this moment.

"what's happenin?"

"When Cai Shen led people to look around, he found a group of people."

"Who?"

"Ling Che!"

Feng Yu'er said cautiously: "Ling Che took some disciples from the Necromancer Guild, in a valley not far away from us, and seemed to be conspiring, sneaking."

Lingche!

Hearing this name, Mu Yun's mouth raised slightly.

"It just so happens, I really want to find him."

Lingche is the young master of the Necromancer Guild, and his own Saint King's extreme position cultivation base is incredible.

The most important thing is that he is not sure if the woman caught by the Holy Spirit's union is Miaoxianyu.

Although it was the news from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Mu Yun really couldn't believe it at all about the unpredictable force of Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

He still remembers that when the battle with the bloodlord ended in the human world, it was also that day in Jige, a strange man named Wang Jiantong, with all the major forces, took away his nine wives.

Thinking about it now, Mu Yun still had a deep defense against Tianji Pavilion.

This kind of force that seems to know the secrets of the heavens, is mysterious and unpredictable, cannot but let people beware.

If what was caught in the Necronomicon Guild was really Miaoxianyu, it was not only the Necromancer's Guild that he would definitely kill, but also the Dan Emperor Mansion would not escape.

In the past, Emperor Dan’s Mansion took away Miao Xianyu and Meng Zimo, but now Miao Xianyu was captured. There must be some connection between them.

But only by seeing Miao Xianyu can he know what happened.

"just in front!"

Looking ahead, Feng Yuer whispered: "These guys have been inside for a long time, and they seem to be planning something."

"Want to know is it not easy?"

Mu Yun smiled slightly: "Just go in and take a look."

Feng Yuer was startled, but then nodded.

She is now in the realm of the holy king, and Mu Yun can be described as invincible in the realm of the holy king.

The two are enough to subdue Lingche.

At the same time, inside the valley.

After Ling Che held his hands, he stood still between the valleys.

"Young Master, you are already ready!"

A disciple stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Yes, Not Bad!"

Ling Che nodded, looked ahead, and said, "Lao Ye, it seems that there are only the last three places left?"

"Ok!"

Beside Ling Che, an old man with white beard and hair nodded.

"In this Kunxu Canyon, there are about 108 places. We have basically made plans. The last few presidents will improve them. Then, with Kris as the foundation, we can stimulate The strange beasts in the Kunxu Gorge have directly beheaded everyone, using their blood as a guide, the spirit of Pangu True Fire will definitely appear."

"At that time, if you collect the spirit of Pangu True Fire, you can harvest Pangu True Fire!"

Lingche smiled slightly: "I can't wait to see the desperate expression when they die."

"Hey..."

Several people around also smiled.

"Unexpectedly, your Necromantic Guild and the dwarven race, fighting such a plan, it is really a big hand!"

A laugh sounded at this moment.

Mu Yun walked out step by step, looking at Ling Che and others.

"It's you!"

Seeing Mu Yun, Lingche even wiped out a murderous opportunity in his eyes.

"Do you know him?" Old Na Ye asked in surprise.

"It was him that was overcast at the beginning, which caused Ling Yuan to die, Ye Lao, kill him!" Ling Che didn't talk nonsense.

"Try it!"

Feng Yuer also stepped out at this moment, looking at everyone in front of him.

"Feng Yu'er, you really have reached the realm of the holy emperor."

Lingche snorted: "Since we know our plan, let's not let you run away. Today, this place is your grave, anyway, sooner or later it will be dead!"

"is it?"

Feng Yu'er snorted: "I didn't expect your Necromancer Guild to be so brave. You want to wipe out all the forces in the Eastern Region. It seems that you should be like Lost and go to death!"

Lost is dead!

Ling Che was taken aback.

"I think you are too confident."

Ling Che calmed down, and with a wave of his hand, Old Ye directly shot out.

Lost is dead, it is very likely to die in the hands of Feng Yu'er, after all, the Saint King realm, even if the Saint King is strong, it is impossible to resist.

It was absolutely impossible for him to think that Lost was killed by Mu Yun.

After all, the last time I saw Mu Yun, he was just a holy king.

"Boy, without Feng Yuer, what are you?"

"Oh?"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "It seems that I should have said to you, without the Necromancer Guild, you are Lingche, what is it?"

"court death!"

Ling Che dropped his words and slapped Mu Yun directly with a palm.

In his eyes, Mu Yun is just like an ant, and he has received some help from the Sky-Eyed Profound Snake Clan. Now he wants to show off his power in front of him, which is like a clown.

"Maybe you are looking for death!"

Mu Yun was not afraid, and directly greeted him with a punch.

boom……

In an instant, powerful fluctuations swept across.

"Holy King's extreme position!" Ling Che's eyes were cold.