Chapter 569: Kill again

Hearing Mu Yun's utterly loud words, Xuantian was choked for a moment, stood still, and narrowed his eyes.

"Come and tell me, God of War Art, in this life, only Yun Zun and Mu Lang know that even if they were killed, this deeply buried memory cannot be taken out by anyone!"

"You are Xuantian?" Mu Yun sneered: "If you really are Xuantian, even if you kill Mu Lang, you will not be able to get the secret book. This matter, back then, Yun Zun personally told you Ever?"

"Nonsense!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Xuantian hummed: "Mu Yun, I know that you have a great relationship with Yun Zun back then. A sage genius, the body of a dragon, the weather of nine yuan, these, how can you do it with a waste, then Yun Zun is dead, you must have gained his inheritance, or I will kill you, let Yun Zun see how bad his vision is!"

"If his vision is bad, he won't be able to accept you as a disciple!"

Mu Yun's words fell, and he laughed at himself: "Yes, his vision is bad. He didn't expect that the apprentice he once loved the most would become the one who resents him the most, killing the brother who respects him the most!"

"Noisy!"

Seeing Mu Yun nagging, Xuantian's face was cold, and his heart was full of murderous intentions.

"The God of War rises!"

With a low drink, Xuantian bent his hands, and between his fingers, the vigorous fighting spirit erupted proudly.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Ren Gang, Qiu Chiyan, Ye Qiu, Hei Lin and other major life and death experts rushed out in an instant.

Instead, it was the people of Xuankong Mountain and Zhu Family who stood in place, at a loss.

Xuantian, is Yun Lang?

real or fake?

What about their former God? Dead or imprisoned by Yun Lang?

The four guardians are confused at this moment and dare not act arbitrarily.

"Go away!"

Seeing the seven or eight people rushing towards him, Xuantian let out a low voice, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

boom......

Suddenly, a roar sounded, and almost instantly, the members of the blood alliance that rushed to Xuan Tian fell to the ground one by one.

Xuantian's intrepidity was not something they could contend with together.

"see it?"

Xuantian looked at Mu Yun and smiled: "At this moment, no one can protect you. Everything you create is nothing but waste paper in my eyes!"

However, looking at Xuantian's proud expression, Mu Yun smiled slightly.

The smile was full of bitterness.

"Yun Lang, back then, I was able to promote you to a genius in the three thousand small worlds, but today, I can beat you back to your original form!"

Looking at Yun Lang, Mu Yun said with almost negligible voice.

When these words fell, Xuantian's pupils were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Big Life Killing Technique!"

Almost instantly, four words appeared in Mu Yun's mouth.

"Do not!"

Hearing this, Qin Mengyao paled and looked at Mu Yun with a desperate expression.

Hum...

In an instant, in the entire three thousand small worlds, the heavens and the earth gathered together. At this moment, between the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon lost their brilliance, and the heavens and the earth became dim, as if countless laws of heaven and earth were in disorder at this moment.

At the same time, an old figure flew out from the Heavenly Fate Continent, the land of the Eastern Desolation, and under the great barren mountain, and came to the ground.

"Big Life Killing, one of thousands of avenues, Guiyi, can the person you choose really succeed? For hundreds of millions of years, hopes over and over again have turned into disappointments over and over again. Why are you still persisting? "

The old man looked up at the sky, his wrinkled face showed a look of helplessness.

In this world, there are always some things that are as powerful as him, and they are beyond their control.

Big kills!

Upon hearing these four words, Xiao Yuner and the others were also stunned.

They had never seen Mu Yun possessing such supernatural powers.

When the situation is changing, it seems that there is only one Muyun left between the world and the earth.

This time, Mu Yun burned a full seven thousand years of life.

Seven thousand years!

With a realm of one thousand years and a life span of seven thousand years, Mu Yun's body suddenly strengthened at this moment.

Five levels of life and death!

In that instant, Mu Yun's strength advanced by leaps and bounds, as if he had taken his own life and exchanged strength with Heaven and Earth.

At this moment, Mu Yun's whole body was burning with scorching fighting aura.

At this moment, his whole person, like a **** of war from the realm of God, looked down upon the sky!

Seeing this scene, Xuantian's face also showed a trace of caution.

He could feel that Mu Yun's strength at this moment is real, not the kind of improvement that can be gained by swallowing a pill.

"Yun Lang, back then, I made you, you killed the blood owl, but today, I will solve you as a teacher!"

Looking at Xuantian, Mu Yun's soul power transmission shouted.

"You don't deserve it!"

Although Xuantian's eyes were full of shock at this moment, he even knew that he himself was the top realm of the Seventh Stage of Life and Death, and he was only one step short of being ranked in the immortal class.

Even if Mu Yun was promoted to the fifth stage of life and death by virtue of his big life-killing technique, he still couldn't be his opponent.

"Nine Yuan Blood Wheel!"

Only at this moment, Mu Yun has stopped talking nonsense.

The big blood wheel appeared behind him in time.

That blood chakra covered an area of ​​10,000 meters.

And in front of the blood wheel, the nine-color metaballs, each one, are nearly a kilometer in diameter.

The nine metaballs, like nine golden crows hanging in the sky, shone with different lights.

Keng Keng's voice sounded, and the nine metaballs were condensed on the blood wheel in an instant.

The blood wheel in the 10,000-meter range flashed directly and rushed towards Xuantian.

"The God of War Art-Battle Proud Sky!"

In an instant, Xuantian reacted and stepped out directly, with both fists out, the majestic true essence, really like the vast ocean, surged.

"Retreat!"

At this moment, Ku Qing suddenly shouted, slapped his palm, and a spherical light curtain shrouded in front of everyone.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, the entire sea area was covered with waves like a tsunami.

That deafening roar, at this moment, as if the world collapsed, some warriors with lower strength were instantly killed under this shock.

This explosion made everyone far away from the two.

Two dull voices sounded, the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, and everyone suddenly saw that a crack appeared in the middle of the 10,000-meter nine-yuan blood wheel that covered the sky and covered the sun.

And Xuantian in front of him, both fists out, and the sleeves above his arms exploded into pieces, and his whole body was fluttering.

The veil covering his face was also shattered into fragments at this moment, revealing his own appearance.

"Yun Lang!"

Seeing that face, Ye Qiu was suddenly stunned.

Yun Lang?

There were doubtful expressions on the faces of some people around who did not understand what happened ten thousand years ago.

But Mu Qingyu showed a thoughtful expression.

The most shocking is the four guardians of Xuankong Mountain and the core elder of Xuankong Mountain Yigan.

The God they have come to admire and fear in the past days is not Xuan Tian, ​​but Yun Lang!

This genius who met ten thousand years ago!

Just thinking of this, everyone was surprised.

Isn't Yun Lang Yunzun's apprentice? The plan to kill the bloodlord was also planned by him. Did this guy kill his master uncle himself?

They have always believed that Mu Yun is absolutely related to the former Yun Zun, and the most likely possibility is that Mu Yun inherited the inheritance of Yun Zun.

As for things like soul rebirth, they couldn't even think about it.

Seeing this, everyone gradually understood why Mu Yun was so determined and Xuantian was Yun Lang.

Mu Yun, who has obtained the inheritance of Yunzun, must have known things ten thousand years ago, so he has shaken out all these things like a few treasures.

"Mu Lang!"

"My name is Yun Lang!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Yun Lang righteously said: "The current me is the reborn me, and the previous Mu Lang is two people!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun's eyes were filled with depression.

"I don't care who you are, but today, you will definitely die!"

Yun Lang looked at Mu Yun with a bloodthirsty expression in his eyes.

"I ask you one last question!"

Looking at Yun Lang, Mu Yun said again.

Only this time, his whole person looked like a frosted eggplant.

"Blood Owl, could you kill it?"

Yun Lang stared at Mu Yun with a sneer on his face.

"Yes!"

Yun Lang nodded and said: "Didn't he think that my heart demon is vicious? I will show him viciously. I can tell you that when he found out about me, I pretended to be very pitiful, and between him and Xuankong Mountain When everyone fought, I killed him with a single sword!"

"You don't know, how miserable he died, his flesh and blood flew all over him, he became scum, and his true soul was refined by me endlessly. He didn't believe it until he died, I killed him!"

"But the blood owl is worthy of the blood sovereign. Even the people of the 33 Heavenly Sword Gate and the Nine Yuan Immortal Gate can't suppress him. If it weren't for the fatal blow of my sneak attack, I'm afraid he would still be dead!"

"Shut up!"

He almost shouted this sentence with all his strength, and Mu Yun's whole body began to tremble.

He looked at Yun Lang's eyes as if looking at a monster.

This is the disciple he carefully cultivated back then. When did his heart become like this.

"Shut up? Why should I shut up?"

Looking at Mu Yun, Yun Lang sneered and said: "Why, you are not as good as one-tenth of what you used to be. Do you think you can order me?"

"Since you are not dead, then I can kill you and take you, Yun Zun? In the future three thousand small worlds, only Lang Zun, Yun Lang Venerable!"

"You dream!"

"Dreaming?" Yun Lang sneered: "Muyun, now, who can stop me? Are you? Or Ye Qiu? Or is it your beloved woman?"

As soon as Yun Lang said this, he lifted his palm, and watched the time. The world faded, and the silent waves continued to rise behind Yun Lang.

"Today, I flooded your blood confederation, your soul-fallen island!"

When the words fell, Yun Lang's ten fingers pinched the tactics, the surging waves swept tens of thousands of meters high, standing on the top of the endless waves, watching all this, Yun Lang's eyes were filled with a sorrowful smile.

"Exit?"

Looking up at the top, Mu Yun had a hint of cold arrogance in his eyes.

"Yun Lang, you, take yourself too seriously!"

A low voice sounded, Mu Yun patted his chest with both hands directly, and two low voices rang out.

"Do you think that Master has spent a thousand years in vain in the thousands of small worlds?"

After the words fell, a frightening aura spread from all parts of Mu Yun's body.