Supreme God Emperor

"Ant idiot, challenge me and find your own death!"

Shengwufeng's face flushed and couldn't help but shout.

Mu Yun is really bold, and he is only in the realm of the gods. In front of him, the four-fold Nirvana, who has created the four soul altar super powers, he is screaming and screaming, which is simply too long for his life!

With one step, Shengwufeng's whole body was soaring, and the four levels of soul altar beneath him, with a strong sense of oppression, rushed to Mu Yun to leave.

"Haha...hahahaha...have not been out for ten thousand years, the back on the Continent of Heavenly Fate has become so rampant, haha..."

However, between the shots of Shengwufeng, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

The laughter fell, and a figure stood in front of Mu Yun impressively.

He was dressed in a black robe and gray hair scattered messily behind him. The old man Wan Gui thought he was very chic and stood in front of Mu Yun.

However, looking at the man who looked like a crazy old man in front of him, Shengwufeng said impatiently: "Where is the foolish old man, go away!"

Madan!

Hearing this, the old man Wangui was completely angry.

Ten thousand years ago, he was the frightened old man of ten thousand ghosts in the entire Tian Luck Continent, but now, he is actually being scolded by someone pointing his nose.

"roll!"

With a low roar, under the feet of the old man of Wangui, the three-layer soul altar appeared impressively, with a powerful aura, approaching the Holy Martial Wind.

The three-tier soul altar is not afraid of the four-tier soul altar of the Holy Martial Wind, and directly competes in momentum.

"Hmm..."

Shengwufeng's face turned pale and couldn't help taking a step back.

what happened?

Seeing this scene, Shi Zhongyuan and Bai Zhanfeng were stunned.

The Holy Martial Wind is a four-tiered soul altar, and it is a famous Nirvana Realm powerhouse of the Holy Pill Sect. His soul altar is made of various magical medicines and spiritual tools of the Holy Pill Sect, and it is actually no better than the old man’s three-tiered. Soul Altar!

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun smiled!

The casting of the nine-layer soul altar of Wangui Old Man himself was complete, and the only thing missing was the materials of the soul altar.

This time, it consumed more than 30% of the treasures of the entire Ten Thousand Ghost Mansion Caverns, completely casting the three-tiered soul altar to completion.

What is the concept of the three-layer material in Wanguifu Cave?

When Mu Yun thought of this, his heart was dripping blood, and the entire Yun League, even in ten years, would not be able to accumulate so much wealth and treasure.

Fortunately, the old man Wan Gui did not disappoint him.

If the old man of Wangui was not the opponent of Saint Martial Wind at this moment, then that really made Mu Yun shocked.

"Respecting the old and loving the young, he doesn't even have this kind of virtue, and he claims to be a strong Nirvana, at best, he is just a weak person who is bullying and fearing hardship!" The old man couldn't help humming.

"you......"

Upon hearing this, Shengwufeng's face was pale.

"Hey, Shengwufeng, you said my son-in-law and my husband are talking about each other. It seems that you don't care about your nephew very much. Alas, I just don't know if Shengwuyi cares about his son!"

Mu Yun suddenly smiled.

"Mu Yun, what do you mean by this?" Sheng Wufeng's face changed slightly.

"It's not interesting!" Mu Yun waved his hand and said, "Oh, yes, Shi Zhongyuan, you seem to be just a son. Your son's life should be very valuable!"

"Mu Yun, what have you done to Jingtian!"

Shi Zhongyuan's face changed, and he stepped forward and couldn't help but shout.

"What can I do to your son!" Mu Yun curled his lips and said, "But then again, what you don't do depends on how you handle it!"

As he said, Mu Yun flew to the ground and stood at the gate of East Cloud City. He looked up at the people and said: "Come down, it's too tired to be on top, I want to sit down and rest."

I didn't know what medicine was sold in Muyun Gourd, Shi Zhongyuan, Shengwufeng, and Bai Zhanfeng looked at each other and fell down.

"Brother Wan!"

"understand!"

The old man Wan Gui stood beside Mu Yun, with a stroke of his palm, two figures appeared in front of everyone.

"father!"

"Second Uncle!"

Looking at Shi Zhongyuan and Shengwufeng, Shi Jingtian and Shengxinrui said with ashamed expressions.

"Shocking!"

"Heart!"

The Shizhongyuan and Shengwufeng were dumbfounded.

This time, in order to kill Mu Yun in the Demon Abyss, their five major forces dispatched five Nirvana Realm martial artists, and now these two are left.

The five Nirvana Realm martial artists are all dead!

Shi Zhongyuan looked at Mu Yun, almost bursting into flames.

"Mu Yun, what do you want to do, just say it!" Shi Zhongyuan's voice suppressed with anger.

"Huh? Want to negotiate terms with me!"

Mu Yun sat down on the ground and said helplessly: "Oh, so many people are here, how can I negotiate terms?"

"Fall back!"

Shi Zhongyuan's face sank, and he shouted to the tens of thousands of horses behind him.

"You all retreat too!" Shengwufeng said.

"Can you tell me now?" Shi Zhongyuan said patiently.

"Okay!"

Mu Yun clapped his hands and said: "Shi Jingtian, Earth Tool Master, and you are the only son of Shi Zhongyuan, I think 100 million spiritual crystals should be worth it!"

"One hundred million? Why don't you grab it!" Shi Zhongyuan scolded.

"Ah? Too little! Then two hundred million!" Mu Yun frowned.

"Mu Yun...Don't go too far."

"Three hundred million!"

"you......"

Shi Zhongyuan's face was like pig liver, looking at Mu Yun, he couldn't help but shout.

"Okay, 300 million, I promise you!" Shi Zhongyuan hadn't spoken yet, on the other side, Sheng Wufeng said suddenly.

"Shut up, I haven't discussed the price with you yet." Mu Yun suddenly shouted.

Sheng Wufeng choked, looked at Mu Yun, his mouth opened, and finally he did not speak again.

Sacred Heart Rui is the alchemy genius of Sacred Pill Sect, and even his nephew, Bei Yiwen Tianshen dies, Sacred Pill Sect lacks a genius, but Sacred Heart Rui is different.

He is the son of the suzerain!

This point was also known to Mu Yun, so he didn't kill Shengxinrui, otherwise Shengwuyi Horror would desperately let him finish his life.

The Holy Martial Wind is even more jealous of this. If Mu Yun comes to a dead fish and kills Sacred Heart Rui, I'm afraid the elder brother will kill him.

Mu Yun grasped this, fearlessly.

"Three hundred million, I pay it!" Shi Zhongyuan finally calmed down, his voice cold and terrifying.

"You let my son go first."

"Are you stupid for me?" Mu Yun curled his lips and said, "If you let him go, what shall I take to collect your spirit crystals? Don't talk nonsense, the army gets fucked, you go back and get it, if you can't get it in three days, you just wait for the body ."

"you dare?"

"Is there anything I dare not? People are dead and birds are in the sky, immortal for thousands of years, you have been forced to this place, is there anything else I dare not?"

"Okay, you are great, Mu Yun!"

Shi Zhongyuan flicked his sleeve robe and left directly.

"Remember, three days later, you come by yourself, one more person, Shi Jingtian will lose one limb, then I will break his limbs, don't blame me."

Broken limbs!

The figure of Shi Zhongyuan who turned around staggered and almost fell to the ground.

However, at this moment, he repeatedly suppressed the anger in his heart and gradually left.

"Okay, it's up to you now!"

Mu Yun looked at Shengwufeng and said directly: "His son is worth 300 million, how much is your nephew worth?"

"400 million!"

Shengwu Feng said directly.

He was afraid of Mu Yun, so instead of being slaughtered, he might as well directly shout the price.

"So happy? Then five hundred million!"

Mu Yun said directly: "Send within three days, 500 million lower-grade spirit crystals, one less, one less limb!"

"Good, good!"

Shengwufeng left directly and evacuated with the army.

Here, he didn't want to stay for a moment.

He really didn't want to get entangled with Mu Yun.

This person looked at it, making people very jealous.

Had it not been for the old man in black by his side, this child would have died a million times.

Seeing that a big battle was about to start, but the result was such a ridiculous ending, everyone present was shocked.

"Retreat quickly!"

Looking at the people on the wall behind him, Mu Yun shouted directly.

Today, if it weren't for nothing, how could the Bai Zhanfeng, Shengwufeng and Shizhongyuan end like this.

However, today's agreement seems to be that he has slapped the slap in the face of Sheng Danzong and Juxian Pavilion resoundingly, but in fact, it has caused himself to kill himself.

"Brother Wan, these two people have shown me dead. In the past two days, I have something to do. The safety of East Cloud City will trouble you."

"Shit!"

Hearing this, Wan Wusheng cursed and said: "What is the trouble? Brother, I am here. Who wants to move you, must step on me and say trouble. Do you still treat me as your brother?"

"Uh, yes yes!"

Mu Yun patted his head with a speechless expression on his face.

This 10,000 years ago, how could it be the same as it was ten thousand years ago, stupidly, walking to the end.

"My father-in-law, thank you for today, and tomorrow, it will be a good return."

"Forget it!" Wang Zhijie waved his hand and said, "You kid, just save your life. Repay me and treat my daughter well!"

"sure!"

Mu Yun found that Wang Zhijie was also very interesting. Although he said it was for his daughter, Mu Yun could feel that he really treated himself as a son-in-law.

One thing, see through a person.

Mu Yun knew that Wang Zhijie regarded him as his relatives.

"You kid, the Shizhongyuan may send the spirit crystals, but it is absolutely impossible for Shengwuyi to give you 500 million spirit crystals in vain!"

"Ok!"

Shengwuyi was a person who was good at calculating, how could he accept such a big humiliation.

"Father-in-law, rest assured, I have a way!"

"You have a way? You have a **** way, but as long as Shengwuyi doesn't come by himself, there will be no problem with the old ghost to help you, but you must be careful with this person, who is superb swordsmanship, strong sword power, and cut. Not careless!"

Wang Zhijie said with confidence: "If he dares to step into the Sanji Temple, he will break the rules of the Eight Powers, but other people are likely to come again!"

"Ok!"

Wang Zhijie asked Mu Yun a few more words before leaving.

After calming the crowd, Mu Yun's figure disappeared in Eastern Cloud City, and no one knew where he had gone.

"Brother Yun, what do you want to do?"

On a sparsely populated street in East Cloud City, Mu Yun took Wang Xinya back and forth, placing a large number of spirit crystals, or some spirit swords, and other messy materials somewhere from time to time.

But every piece is an extremely precious treasure, which makes Wang Xinya very puzzled!

(The God Emperor League is full of 100 people, and the snail promises to add more. Chapter 5, this chapter is to add more)