Chapter 2478: Divide me in half

"Woke up?"

Mu Yun stood up at this moment, exhaled, and looked at Erren Dao.

"You guy, killed the Purple Claw Dragon Jiao alone?"

Liang Wenxuan looked at Mu Yun, inconceivable.

"You really value me!"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "Although I can kill, but some methods are used, it is not my credit."

Even so, Liang Wenxuan still stared at Mu Yun incredible.

This guy, having said that, but even if it is possible to kill the Purple Claw Dragon Jiao by other means, it is very powerful.

That is the level of the Lord!

"Next, it's time to collect the results."

Mu Yun looked at the depths of the valley and said: "This nine-element blood spirit dew, but a good thing, it took a long time and almost took his life for this."

"Ok!"

Both Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan's eyes became fiery at this moment.

Nine-element blood spirit dew, even for the masters of the saints, is something that is very much desired. The effect of this dew on the sacred body of the saint is amazing.

"In that case, let's start!"

When the two of them were in a coma, the nine yuan blood spirit dew gradually became perfect, and it was like a rose-like bright red, which made people excited.

The three of them took out the jade bottles one by one and poured the nine yuan blood spirit dew into them.

Poor the Purple Claw Dragon Jiao, who has accumulated hard work, has completely become the trophy of the three at this moment.

The three jade bottles were full, and only half of the nine yuan blood spirit dew had been accumulated.

And in the pool under the cliff, only a small part of those nine yuan blood spirit dew remained.

"These will not be pretended for now!"

Mu Yun suggested at this moment: "The three of us are quite comprehensible in this battle, it's better to use this nine yuan blood spirit dew to practice directly here."

"Alright!"

Both Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan nodded.

The nine yuan blood spirit dew in the jade bottle was at least tens of thousands of gourds, enough for them to use in the realm of the holy.

The rest can be digested here.

The three people sat down cross-legged and opened their mouths. The nine yuan blood spirit dew directly entered the three people's bodies, and the water droplets in the pool were gradually decreasing.

Mu Yun sat cross-legged at the moment and exhaled.

Having swallowed the essence, qi and blood of the Purple Claw Dragon Jiao, he is now at the top of the Holy Emperor's position, and he is only one step away from reaching the Holy Emperor's extreme position.

And this step, today, is directly reached with this nine-element blood spirit dew.

The eyes were slightly closed, and the nine yuan blood spirit was dew in Mu Yun's body, slowly flowing.

The violent breath is better than one.

Inside Mu Yun's body, it seemed to be a volcano. At this moment, he was gradually moved...

Time passed bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, the time of March disappeared.

For three months, for the saintly martial artist, it was just an instant.

During these three months, three figures were sitting in the valley without moving.

On this day, in the silent valley, a lazy voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

Yi Yue stood up, stretched her waist, her graceful posture showed a thrilling arc at this moment.

"In three months, although I haven't broken through to the realm of the nobles, but..."

As Yi Yue spoke, a wave of light appeared in his hand.

A long sword appeared and pierced directly.

In that long sword, a slaying aura containing the ultimate, suddenly rushed out.

"The Lord's Thoughts!"

Aside, Liang Wenxuan was surprised.

Although Yi Yue could not fully condense the holy noun's thoughts, but with this sword swiping, it can attach the holy noun's thoughts to the long sword, which means that she has already touched the taste of the holy noun realm.

"Congratulations!"

"What about you?" Yi Yue looked at Liang Wenxuan and smiled: "It should be almost the same, right?"

"Occasionally, being able to attach to the sacred artifacts and send out the thoughts of the Lord is not as skilled as you are!" Liang Wenxuan said ashamed.

Yi Yue nodded and looked at Mu Yun who was sitting on the ground.

At this moment, there was already no Nine Yuan Blood Spirit Dew in the Nine Yuan Blood Spirit Dew Pond, and Mu Yun had also entered a state of retreat, and his whole body was calm.

"This guy, it should be fast..."

Om...

Yi Yue hadn't finished a word at this moment. Suddenly, at the mouth of the valley, a buzzing sound rang at this moment.

boom……

Then, the roar suddenly exploded.

The valley mouth of the valley was blasted abruptly.

More than a dozen figures came one by one.

Among the dozen or so people, Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan are no strangers.

"Hucong, do you dare to come back?"

Yiyue's face was cold when she saw Tiger Coon.

"You are not dead?"

Hu Cong's gaze fell on Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan, and his body suddenly became cold.

"Young Master Zi, Young Master Zi, the three of them!"

Hu Cong hurriedly looked at the person beside him, and said, "They snatched the news of the Nine Yuan Blood Spirit Dew from my hands. When they entered this place, I thought they were dead, but I didn't expect them to be alive!"

"Look at that pool..."

Hu Cong looked at it, but saw that the nine yuan blood spirit dew was already dry and barren.

"They must have taken it away!"

Hu Cong shouted: "Young Master Zi, kill them and you will be able to get the Nine Yuan Blood Spirit Dew!"

Seeing this, how can Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan still not understand?

This tiger cong must have been caught by the purple son, and then betrayed the news, wanting the purple son to die here.

This guy is really scheming and cunning.

"What you said is true?"

The Zizi looked at Tiger Cong and said indifferently.

"I swear that if there is a lie, I will not die."

"In that case..."

boom……

Suddenly, Young Master Zi grabbed out his palm, firmly held Hucong's neck, and said indifferently: "You are of no value, you can go to death..."

Click...

Hucong's neck was broken, his eyes protruded, and his breath gradually disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan were also relieved.

This guy should have died long ago!

At this moment, Young Master Zi looked at Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan.

"In that case, I think you should know what to do next?"

The Zizi looked at Yiyue and Liang Wenxuan, and slowly said, "Nine yuan blood spirit dew, hand it to me, I will forgive you not to die.

As soon as these words came out, both Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan were startled, and then their faces were angry.

The tone of this guy's speech is really unpleasant.

"You are too confident!"

Yi Yue stepped forward, and the dress on the surface of her body gradually changed into a piece of soft armor. He looked at Zi Gongzi and said, "Do you think that more people will have the advantage?"

That Zi Gongzi didn't care.

"You should be Xiaoyao Mountain disciples, right?"

Zi Gongzi slowly said: "Yi Yue, Liang Wenxuan!"

"Then behind, should it be Mu Yun?"

Young Master Zi smiled indifferently: "I know you well, it seems that your Xiaoyao Mountain disciples have not gathered together, but our Zilin Python clan have not gathered together either."

"But there are more than two partners by my side!"

As Zi Gongzi said, the two people beside him walked out one by one.

These three people are all one of the five best people of the Zilin Python family.

"Zi Ming, why do you talk so much nonsense with them?"

The one on the left sneered and said, "Just kill, and when the time comes, we will compete with us for inheritance!"

The person on the right also licked his lips and said: "To be honest, that woman, I really can't bear to kill!"

"Zi Fang, Zi Yao, be careful!"

Zi Ming said indifferently at the moment: "These two guys are not easy to deal with!"

"understand!"

"Do you think that more people can be effective?"

Yi Yue cut and shouted: "The Zilin Python clan is the same as Xiaoyao Mountain, and both are at the sixth level. I want to see what the disciples you selected by the Zilin Python clan this time are."

"Hey, little girl, this son will let you take a good look, I'm great!"

Zi Fang's face was playful, staring at Yi Yue up and down, trying not to conceal the thoughts in his heart.

"court death!"

At this moment, Yi Yue stepped forward with a gleam of sword light in his palm and directly shot out.

The roar sounded, and the dull sound of dong dong was passed on at this moment.

Zifang waved his palm, and a purple scale appeared in front of him.

The purple scales are like a shield, resisting Yi Yue's attack.

Yi Yue looked solemn at the moment.

The Zilin Python tribe is a family of divine beasts. Although it is a sixth-class race today, the Zilin Python tribe has also been glorious in ancient times. It is said that its ancestors once obtained the power of the dragon from the dragon family.

This condensed Zilin is extremely defensive.

"Be careful!"

Yi Yue looked at Liang Wenxuan beside her and said in a low voice: "This guy, he still doesn't wake up..."

Mu Yun was sitting cross-legged by the pool, with a calm expression, as if nothing outside could interfere with him.

Huh...

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

A figure, with several people, appeared at this moment.

"Wu Hongyang!"

Seeing the visitor, both Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan exhaled.

"Wu Hongyang, you just came here, these guys, but bullying us at Xiaoyao Mountain!"

Yi Yue said angrily.

Wu Hongyang followed a few people by his side, obviously the ones who conquered in the bronze mountain during this time.

In addition to the seven forces, there are also some seventh-class races, forces, eighth-class races, and other forces who enter the Bronze Mountain.

And there are some seventh and eighth racial forces that are also attached to Xiaoyao Mountain. After all, Wu Hongyang is the first disciple of the second peak now in the realm of the holy emperor. It is not surprising that he has taken some people to follow him.

At this moment, Wu Hongyang's eyes fell on everyone, and finally he looked at Zi Ming, Zi Yao and Zi Fang, and his eyes stayed on Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan.

"Let me do it!"

Wu Hongyang said in a loud voice at this moment: "However, for the nine yuan blood spirit dew you get, I will score half of it!"

The expressions of Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan changed as soon as they said this.

"Hey hey, Wu Hongyang, what are you talking about?"

Liang Wenxuan said in amazement at this moment: "We are all Xiaoyaoshan disciples. When we encounter difficulties, we help each other. If you say that, it is too unkind, right?"

"Favorites?"

Wu Hongyang said indifferently: "It seems that I have no favors with you!"

"Let me take action, give me half of the nine yuan blood spirit dew you got, otherwise, the three of them plus those guys, I think you two can't resist it."

"Give me half, or be killed by them, all taken away by them, you decide for yourself!"

Wu Hongyang stood with his hand at the moment, sitting on the ground and raising the price, both Yi Yue and Liang Wenxuan were very angry.

If Wu Hongyang is willing to make a move, they will certainly not give thanks, but this guy, because of the appearance of sitting on the ground, has no fellowship at all.

"Hey hey hey, you take yourself too seriously, don't you?"

At this moment, a warm and no anger sounded, and he smiled: "With the three guys, it's harder to cheat us. Now you sit on the floor and raise the price, do you raise yourself too high?"