Supreme God Emperor

"Qin Mengyao!"

Tian Jijue said again: "You don't know how many people have paid for this."

"Li Canglan's plan cannot be successful, otherwise, everything in the world will be destroyed."

"If Mu Yun is dead, Qin Chen will definitely not be able to carry the fate of the Emperor of the Nine Lives. If in the future, Qin Chen, like Ye Xiaoyao, is unwilling to be a tool of others, and he chooses to die, then there will be the next Emperor of the Nine Lives. One generation, we have waited for three generations. We have waited for tens of millions of years and hundreds of millions of years. If we want to wait until the next Muyun, we don’t know what year it will be."

"I know."

Qin Mengyao immediately said, "Does Mu Qingyu know?"

Tian Jijue shook his head.

"I'll tell him!" Qin Mengyao's words fell, and her figure flashed and disappeared.

Appearing again, in a desolate continent, Qin Mengyao stood in place, covered with frost, and a huge ice crystal phoenix condensed behind him.

And within that ice crystal phoenix, there was endless cold air.

Not long after, a figure appeared here.

Canglan ranked third, Chang Yuyan.

"Why are you looking for me?" Zhang Yuyan said directly.

"I'm looking for Mu Qingyu."

Zhang Yuyan looked at Qin Mengyao without saying a word, holding an ancient mirror, the light gradually fluctuating, only to see the figure of Mu Qingyu appear in the mirror.

Qin Mengyao said immediately: "Muyun's nine-fed emperor's fate count has a problem, and when the Sifang Heavenly Gate opens, Mu Yun will die. Tian Jijue said, I am the only possibility to break the game."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyu's expression was obviously wrong.

"Do you have any idea?"

Mu Qingyu raised his brow when he heard the words, and then said, "No."

Qin Mengyao also fell silent.

"In that case, the variables are on me..." Qin Mengyao said immediately: "I probably understand."

"Don't worry, let me see what's going on first." Mu Qingyu said again: "Recently, Di Ming is always looking for me to play chess. Yu Shi is in Canglan. If you have any questions, please ask her."

"Don't worry, I'll follow Di Ming's words."

Qin Mengyao nodded.

In the mirror, Mu Qingyu's figure disappeared.

Qin Mengyao set his eyes on Zhang Yuyan and said, "I have work."

The words fell, and his figure disappeared...

At the same time, there is no ancient mountain in the ninth heaven.

Boom boom boom...

A deep explosion sounded, and a figure of a white-clothed young man fell from the sky and slammed into a mountain range, his body tense.

The young man struggled, trying to get up from the gravel, but his strength was exhausted and it was difficult to get up.

At this moment, a hand stretched out.

"father."

The young Qin Chen looked at his father, startled slightly, and then held his father's generous palm.

"Are you okay?"

Mu Yun smiled and said.

"It's okay. That's how practice is. This is actually far from the master's tempering of me."

Mu Yun rubbed Qin Chen's head and said with a smile: "Improvement is important, but it must be done step by step. These days, you follow me and Dad will lead you to practice."

"Ok."

Mu Yun bowed, gently wiped the dust on Qin Chen's cheeks, and sorted out his clothes.

"Chen'er."

"Ok?"

"Daddy has never taken care of you for so many years. Are you complaining?"

Qin Chen laughed and said, "What are you complaining about? Mother said, father has been worse than me in these years, and I am happy just listening."

"Smelly boy."

Mu Yun delicately dusted Qin Chen's body, and smiled: "Don't underestimate Dad, Dad's own talent is invincible, you are nothing compared to me."

"I do not believe."

"You will know in the future."

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Go."

"Where to go?"

"Father asks you to eat barbecue. I heard your master say that if you leave you aside to practice, you are self-sufficient every day and your craftsmanship is too poor. I will teach you."

"Father, are you alright?"

"nonsense……"

The father and son walked along the afterglow towards the outside of the mountain.

At this moment, a figure in a white dress stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the backs of the father and son elongated, their expressions calm and silent.

Canglan world finally settled down.

Since Di Huan, Di Xuan, Di Teng Fei, and Di Lei were killed one by one, it has been a rare period of complete silence.

It's just that, in this quiet, there is always fighting in certain places.

The third heaven.

After Emperor Yifan died, the martial artists of Burning Heaven Palace lost their backbones and panicked completely.

Under these circumstances, the Ye Clan sent warriors to attack the Fentian Palace, and everyone in the Fentian Palace contended fiercely.

It's just that this kind of contending is obviously ineffective.

The defeat of Burning Heaven Palace will happen sooner or later.

At the same time, the third heaven realm, within the Nine Nether Realm, was also undergoing changes.

There are four major clans in Jiuyoujie.

Jiuyou Kunpeng!

Jiuyou Suzaku!

Jiuyou Xuanwu!

Jiuyou White Tiger!

These four big clans, the Jiuyou Xuanwu clan and the Jiuyou Baihu clan, have always been supporters of the Emperor of Heaven.

The Nine Nether Suzaku clan is always self-reliant, regardless of external changes.

As for the Jiuyou Kunpeng clan, which was severely damaged by the Burning Heaven Palace in the past, now, trusting the patriarch Mo Shushu, leading the Jiuyou Kunpeng clan, has gradually emerged.

Now, the Jiuyou Suzaku has revealed its identity, and the patriarch Zhu Yinyin leads the Jiuyou Suzaku clan, and the Jiuyou Kunpeng clan is grouped together, and at the same time, it belongs to the herd.

Now, in the Jiuyou realm, there are the two families of Jiuyou Baihu and Jiuyou Xuanwu, without the support of the Emperor, and adding the Ye clan to join, they fall into a disadvantage.

On this day, in Jiuyou Realm.

Mo Shushu wore a black suit. After many years, he still looked like a teenager, and he seemed to have never changed.

At his side, Zhu Yinyin, with a black dress and a cool face, looked far away with a proud figure.

Mo Shushu smiled and said: "Back then, I only thought that Fu Clan was nothing short of idiotic dreams, but now... it's in sight."

"Then you can't thank Mu Qingyu?"

Zhu Yinyin smiled and said: "Did you think that you were cooperating with him, and it turns out that people have been supporting you?"

Mo Shushu couldn't help but smile and said, "Who knows, he hides so deeply."

"Today's battle is determined, right?"

Zhu Yinyin smiled and said, "Xuan Tianyin and Bai Mingzhong...Damn it."

"Yes, if my Jiuyou clan is able to unite internally like the Five Spirits and Phoenix clan, for so many years, it will not be surrender to the Fentian Palace, but will fight against the Fentian Palace."

"In that case, let's go!"

"Ok."

The two waved their palms, and below, in the martial arts field, tens of thousands of warriors leaped into the air...

Now, in the third heaven realm, the Burning Heaven Palace is about to lose, and the Jiuyou clan should be unified.

Jiuyoujie.

Tens of thousands of martial artists gathered in the Jiuyou Baihu Clan and Jiuyou Xuanwu Clan.

The two leaders are Xuan Tianyin and Bai Mingzhong, the patriarchs of the two great clans.

However, these two patriarchs no longer had the vigorous posture of the past years, and there was only endless sadness on their faces.

"Patriarch."

Below, someone arched his hands and said, "Mo Shushu and Zhu Yinyin, let's go!"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Tianyin and Bai Mingzhong looked very ugly.

"Everything that should come will come."

Xuantian said bitterly, "All of this is caused by Mu Yun."