Supreme God Emperor

And then, around his body, the world changed drastically.

He found that he was in a small box, and he could only rely on a pair of eyes to look beyond the world.

First of all, he saw that it was a village, houses built of thatched huts, and many children were playing on the streets of the houses.

"Lei Yuan, come together!"

There was a child about seven or eight years old who held "Mu Yun" by the hand.

Only then did Mu Yun's eyes see that his own hands had become those of a seven or eight-year-old child.

this is……

What happened to this dead warrior?

Is it the experience of his life?

But how can I see it?

Mu Yun accepted the incomprehension and consternation in his heart.

The girl took the little boy by the hand and walked in front of the boys who were playing together.

"We don't play with him."

A little boy snorted: "My mother said, Lei Yuan is a monster, playing with him will kill him."

The little girl retorted: "Lamb, you are talking nonsense!"

"I didn't talk nonsense. He killed his parents and his grandparents. He is a monster and can't play with him."

The little girl was obviously very angry when she heard this.

"Zhirou, forget it..."

Mu Yun felt that his own body spoke and said, "You guys go and play!"

The little girl named Zhirou snorted, looked at several people, and said: "You don't play with Leiyuan, I will play with Leiyuan."

"Go, Lei Yuan, let's go play..."

In the boy's memory, it seems that only this little girl exists.

At this time, Mu Yun also felt the happiness of the owner of this body.

It's just that one day and night.

The world is dark and without light.

With a bang, thunder burst.

Lei Yuan was awakened and looked out the window, thunder and rain, Lei Yuan took a dress from the bedside, opened the door and ran out.

In the small village where thunderstorms were raging, at this time, wherever he went, blood was flowing on the streets.

Lei Yuan was frightened and stupefied.

"Help...Help..."

A familiar voice sounded.

"Zhirou!"

Lei Yuan was shocked and hurriedly walked around several houses.

"Zhirou!"

"Lei Yuan."

The two looked at each other.

At this time, more than a dozen warriors in iron armor, holding long spears, were particularly eye-catching in the rainy night.

The dozen people saw Lei Yuan and said nothing.

One of them, without saying anything, picked up a gun and stabbed out.

With a puff, Zhirou's body was pierced by a spear.

At this moment, Lei Yuan was stunned.

Those armored warriors came one by one, with the tip of a spear reaching their jaws.

"what……"

Suddenly, Lei Yuan seemed to be mad, roaring, roaring, his whole body seemed to have endless power, bursting out.

In time, the thunder of heaven and earth landed suddenly, turning into a series of blue thunder pillars, bombarding Leiyuan's body.

The armored warriors were killed one after another.

Lei Yuan's whole person, as if he had lost all his strength, knelt down with a puff, and climbed to Zhirou's side.

"Zhirou... Zhirou...ah..."

Although Mu Yun was only watching everything with his eyes, but he could feel the thunder, the sadness in his heart and the anger in his heart at this moment.

It went dark, brightened again, and the scene changed drastically.

This is an antique house.

On the bed, Lei Yuan got up and looked around in a daze.

"you're awake?"

A beautiful shadow appeared in front of Lei Yuan.

A girl who seemed to be fifteen or sixteen years old, smiled and said: "When we found you on a rainy night, you passed out. In the small village, you are the only one alive..."

Lei Yuan's expression was dim.

"Woke up?"

At this time, outside the room, a middle-aged man stepped forward.

"Master."

The girl shouted pretty.

"Thank you, Mr., for saving me!"

Lei Yuan arched his hands.

"I didn't save you, but you saved yourself." The middle-aged man said: "Those martial artists, you killed them?"

Lei Yuan was stunned.

he does not know.

He only remembered that he was angry, and then those people were struck to death by lightning.

The middle-aged man continued: "This world is like this, martial arts is respected, you are weak, others kill you, you are strong, you kill others."

Lei Yuan was silent.

Next, Lei Yuan followed the middle-aged man and the woman, traveled across the mountains and rivers, and worshipped a teacher, and began to practice.

Its talent is very strong, and it has a fusion power that is close to enchanting to the thunder attribute.

Originally, everything was fine.

Until one day.

The middle-aged man returned home from a serious injury, holding in his arms the senior sister who had already gone slender.

"Master, Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Yuan'er, escape!"

The middle-aged man dripped blood all over his body and shouted in a low voice: "Run away!"

"Master."

Lei Yuan was angry again.

In the surrounding area, dozens of practitioners appeared in an instant, holding magical soldiers, murderous.

"kill."

The leader, without a word, waved his palm.

In time, dozens of people were killed.

Lei Yuan fell into a bitter battle, into a **** battle.

However, he has been insisting.

His eyes were red with blood, and he couldn't see clearly in front of him.

But Lei Yuan still persisted.

Suddenly, he felt the thunder burst all over his body, and the familiar feeling appeared again.

Thousands of thunder erupted from the clear sky, and roared.

Dozens of people were turned into dross by the thunder.

It's just that the master is dead, the senior sister is dead...

Lei Yuan was completely desperate.

One person begins to travel aimlessly, year after year, year after year.

He has traveled more and more places, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and his reputation is getting bigger and bigger.

And gradually, he won a title.

Thunder King!

Even though he was like a king, there was still no smile on his face.

The meaning of pursuing martial arts is gone, he seems to be a numb and empty walking dead.

Under such circumstances, his strength is still growing rapidly.

Until one day, he met someone.

A young man dressed in Tsing Yi, with a cyan belt on his waist, and long hair tied up.

"by!"

At this moment, even if Mu Yun was in these eyes, he couldn't help but curse in secret.

"Father!"

Standing in front of Leiyuan was his father, Mu Qingyu.

This person actually has an intersection with his father Mu Qingyu?

Mu Yun was really shocked.

"Who are you?"

"Mu Qingyu!"

"Oh..." Lei Yuan looked at Mu Qingyu in front of him, and said lightly: "It's the famous Mu Qingyu who follows the Emperor Xiaoyao and is famous in the world."

Mu Qingyu looked at Lei Yuan and said, "Lei Yuan, you are not inferior to the present era, you belong to the prehistoric era."

"The reason you are alive is that someone manipulates you from behind."

"You are just a pawn. Everything you encounter is calculated by others."

"Come with me, I will take you to find the truth."

A brief paragraph made Lei Yuan's heart shocking.

Ever since...

Lei Yuan followed Mu Qingyu.

The two worked together again and again, and experienced everything again and again.

Until one day, the two stood on a mountain, overlooking the sky and the earth.