Supreme God Emperor

The two of them were chasing one after another within the space barrier, but Mu Yun's figure did not know where to fall.

However, Yun Xinyao's speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Chuck, and directly sacrificed the bell to kill Chuck.

"Old woman, you want to see your son, I will let you never see him!"

The power of Chuck's palm at the moment was not considered strong in the first place. After Mu Yun exploded, Yun Xinyao was chasing by Yun Xinyao, and it was consumed quickly.

At this moment, he didn't even think about it. He actually slowed down the giant palm directly and rushed towards Yun Xinyao. The clutched giant palm exploded immediately when he approached Yun Xinyao.

boom......

In the space channel, a strong explosion sounded, and in that instant, the space completely exploded, turbulent currents, and Yun Xinyao's figure disappeared...

At this time, Mu Yun broke through Chuck's closure, just when he was secretly proud, but he felt that his speed was getting faster and faster, and he was actually out of control.

But all around him, within the pitch-black space channel, countless spatial blades came through the air, and the crackling sound shook around Mu Yun's ears.

"The Devil Chuck, I remember you!"

The six light **** all over his body were shining with light, and the sound of crackling around the whole body sounded, Mu Yun could feel it, and the surroundings were particularly dark.

Huh...

At this moment, a series of spatial sharp blades rushed directly.

Space blade!

But it is extremely easy to appear in the shuttle space. These sharp blades are like waves in the sea. If you are not careful, they will be swept away by the sharp blade and turned into pieces of meat.

With the current strength of the body, it is impossible to resist it!

"Damn it!"

The Poxu Sword appeared in his hand, one sword and one sword swung out, tinkling sounds, crackling sounds sounded.

Mu Yun swung one sword and one sword, but the spatial blade was extremely fast.

With a puff sounded, a **** mouth was drawn on Mu Yun's shoulder, and the **** mouth was deeply visible.

This one was careless and almost killed him!

Mu Yun in the turning realm knew the strength of his body, but this strength, in front of the sharp edge of space, was like tofu, completely defenseless.

The sound of puff puff sounded, and gradually, the blood mouth on Mu Yun's body became more and more.

His consciousness gradually disintegrated, and the speed of the swinging of the virtual sword in his hand became slower and slower.

Gradually, his body was suspended in the space channel, and the weak breath gradually collapsed.

However, in his chest, that little green light suddenly shone with green light when Mu Yun passed out.

The green light enveloped Mu Yun's body, the spatial blade slashed on the green mask, and the crackling sound rang out, unable to break through.

And gradually, Mu Yun's body began to sink, falling in the direction of ignorance...

"Humph!"

In the void, in Mu Yun's mind, Zhu Xiantu looked at the shrouded green light and let out a cold snort, then there was no more sound.

Everything seems to have never happened before.

The Three Thousand Small World, located above Zhongzhou, was formed by the merger of a continent. Here, there are ten times stronger heaven and earth true essence, as well as some rare heaven and earth treasures and rare stones.

Compared to Three Thousand Small Worlds, Zhongzhou looks like a grain of sand in the sea of ​​sand.

Here is the place where tens of thousands of warriors on the mainland have soared.

And here, there are also many original inhabitants.

These people are not born with superb cultivation bases, but also start step by step from the physical realm.

Surrounded by mountains, a group of young men and women in gray gowns walked together.

"Fatty Zhou, how do you feel doing handyman on the peak of Bai Tujian? I heard that Bai Tujian is a powerful character, girl-like!" A tall and thin young man laughed.

Hearing that, a young man in the crowd who was not tall and was chubby all over his body scratched his head and said: "Senior Sister Bai is a bit grumpy, but she is very good to us, not as scary as it is said outside."

"Oh, I'm not as lucky as you!"

Another young man said: "They are all core disciples. Bai Tujian has a hot personality, but he looks beautiful and has a kind heart. But that Wan Qingxue looks very charming, but he will take care of us. It was very spicy."

When Zhou Jie heard this, his small eyes narrowed and he laughed.

A few of them are all handyman disciples of Tianjian Mountain, but in Tianjian Mountain, the handyman disciples are the most unidentified group of people, and they will not be supervised if they die.

Unlike those inner sect disciples, who are high-ranking and powerful, all of them are strong in the realm of spirits, making them envious.

"Oh, I forgot, Sister Bai recently missed a handyman on the peak, I haven't found it for her yet, it's over, it's over now!"

Zhou Jie slapped his head and said bitterly: "Going back, Senior Sister Bai will teach me severely again!"

"Huh? Where do you look?"

It's just that at this moment, among a few people, an exclamation sounded.

Everyone's eyes fell on the road ahead, where there was a figure dressed in torn clothes, with dense blade marks on his face and body, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Huh? This person was badly injured. Is it a handyman disciple who was thrown here?"

"Isn't it the spies of other forces?"

"How come? Our Tianjian Mountain guarding the mountain formation is not a decoration, but any entry into Tianjian Mountain requires a token, without a token, it is impossible to enter!"

"This is, it may be other handyman disciples. It is estimated that they have been punished and thrown here!"

"Oh, who made our handyman disciple status humble!"

While several people were talking, no one came forward.

It was Zhou Jie, who was called Fatty Zhou, stepping forward and carrying that figure on his back.

"Fatty Zhou, what are you doing?"

The tall and thin young man couldn’t help shouting, “You’re not dead? This kid, if it’s a handyman under another core disciple, if you bring him back, you will die. If it’s just a handyman in the handyman hall, you are so Bring it back, even more to die!"

"The group of beasts in the handyman hall, but no matter who you are, the person they want to punish, you take away, don't you offend them?"

"It's okay, I just took him back for medical treatment. Although his body is covered with wounds, he breathes smoothly. There shouldn't be any major problems!"

"You, you, you are too kind, so I don't think I will punish you in the middle of nowhere!"

When Zhou Jie heard this, he smiled and scratched his head.

Several people immediately helped, put the figure on Zhou Jie, and then sent it back to the mountain where Zhou Jie was, and then left.

Mu Yun felt very painful now. He felt that his body seemed to be split, and he was in pain.

Just in the midst of it, someone seemed to give him water to drink, and then tried to feed him something to eat.

He was only in the state of turning, and now he didn't need to eat too much food at all. It was the pill that was more useful.

On this day, Mi Mimeng opened his eyes, and Mu Yun looked around and shook his heavy head slightly.

"You are awake!"

The door was opened, and a figure suddenly appeared.

The visitor was dressed in a gray gown, with fat all over his body, and his eyes were not small at first, but they were covered by the fat, but only one seam could be seen.

"Who are you? Where is this place? You saved me?"

Mu Yun frowned.

"My name is Zhou Jie, you can also call me Fatty Zhou, a handyman disciple of Tianjian Mountain. As for you... I found you on the road of Tianjian Mountain, so I brought you back. So, I was scolded miserably by Senior Sister Bai."

Zhou Jie is obviously a fat man who is very talkative.

"What's your name? Which core disciple's handyman disciple under the peak are you? I think you are seriously injured, have you been punished!"

Hearing the mess of the fat man, Mu Yun shook his head.

"My name is Mu Yun, and my companions died because of the experience of going out of the mountain. I didn't join any inner disciple peak."

"That's great, if so, let's join Senior Sister Bai's peak. Senior Sister Bai has a hot temper, but she is very nice!" Zhou Jie said with a smile.

Just seeing Mu Yun's tired eyes, Zhou Jie said again: "Oh, our handyman disciple, Zongmen doesn't care about life or death at all, so don't be too sad!"

"Ok!"

"Brother Zhou, it hasn't been long since I joined Tianjian Mountain. Can you tell me about our Tianjian Mountain?"

"Of course you can!"

When Zhou Jie heard this, his eyes brightened, moved a small bench, sat on the side of the bed, and chattered: "We are divided into handyman disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples. Above the disciples, there is the strongest Heavenly Sword!"

"Tianjianzi?"

"Yes, the handyman disciples are all in the flesh state, they are the lowest beings, the outer disciples are in the spiritual cave state, the inner disciples are in the god-passing state, the core disciples are all in the Nirvana state, and the heavenly swords are all reached. The realm of Three Ranks, even the powerhouse of the Yuxian Realm!"

This division did not feel strange to Mu Yun.

"Our Heavenly Sword Mountain is a powerful force in the three thousand small worlds, very powerful, and the sect master of Tianjian Mountain, that is, our head, has realized the existence of Jianxin, powerful and unfathomable. It's probably beyond the feather fairyland!"

Zhou Jie was talking endlessly, but Mu Yun was listening, and he started to clear up his thoughts.

Tianjian Mountain, ten thousand years ago, he had not heard of it.

It may be a force from a few years ago.

It seems that he escaped from the space tunnel by chance, and fell into this Heavenly Sword Mountain.

However, ten thousand years have passed, and the three thousand small worlds now are very different from ten thousand years ago, and he has been severely injured. Right now, the identity of this handyman disciple is a good cover.

"Zhou Jie, can I join Sister Bai's mountain peak?"

"Of course it can, how can't it!"

Zhou Jie said with a smile: "I told Senior Sister Bai last time that you are the handyman disciple I got back, and she agreed. Don't worry, the handyman disciple in the sect is just a fart. No one cares, Senior Sister Bai is very concerned about us!"

"Ok!"

After chatting with Zhou Jie for a long time, after gradually getting to know Tianjian Mountain, it was night, Mu Yunyun sat on the bed and began to slowly try to recover from his injuries.

(End of Chapter Four)