These are his children, with his blood flowing in their bodies and the same beliefs as his in their bones.
In order to protect what you protect, you are not afraid of anything.
Mu Fengyun also knew that now was not the time to waste time chasing them away, "Follow up and protect yourself."
"Um!"
They were still some distance away from the Xuantian Ancient Plains when they saw a large area of devastated land, with all life being cut off.
The God of Death has not yet appeared, and not even a death evil creature can be seen. It is such a scene of purgatory on earth.
None of them could imagine what kind of bloody apocalypse the Xuantian World would become if the God of Death really came.
Mu Fengyun's face became more and more solemn and he said: "Hurry!"
"That terrifying black pillar probably penetrates the world of the God of Death and the Xuantian Realm. If that place is sealed, it may be possible to prevent the God of Death from coming." He said solemnly.
Mu Qianxi replied: "Dad's idea is good, but the God of Death has been brewing for so many years. It may not be easy to stop him."
"It's not easy, but you have to try." Mu Fengyun clenched his fists and said.
By the time they arrived at the realm of Xuantian Ancient Plains, even the powerful men at the Spiritual God level were affected by the rich aura of death, and their vitality was weakening.
"Drink the upgraded version of the potion immediately, quickly!" Mu Qianxi, the pharmacist, was the first to notice the change in their vitality and hurriedly reminded them.
Facing the power of death, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot take it lightly. They drank the potion in a hurry.
Feeling that the life-devouring power of their hearts had been eliminated, they said: "Fortunately, our Xuantian Realm has such a powerful alchemist as His Highness Qian Xi. This is my Xuantian's good fortune."
They rushed towards the place where the smell of death was getting stronger and stronger. The closer they got, the more dangerous it would be even if there were medicines.
Mu Fengyun waved his hand and said, "I'm going to check on the situation. You guys will stay where you are."
"Dad, be careful."
"Well! Don't worry, Xi'er."
"The Supreme Throne." Mu Fengyun dared to go, so he was naturally confident.
The voice of the Supreme Throne said with a fearful tone: "Feng Yun! The Xuantian Realm is in big trouble. The God of Death is really good at picking on the soft persimmons. He has the ability to pick on the gods! He has actually set his sights on you in the Xuantian Realm. The human race is really
What a disaster!"
Mu Qianxi said: "Brother, protect me! I have to prepare a stronger potion. The current situation is more dangerous than what I have encountered before."
"good!"
In this terrifying environment, Mu Qianxi still focused on refining medicine.
Only by making the best potions can they have a greater chance of winning.
Mu Fengyun observed the place filled with the rich aura of death. The entire underground of Xuantian Realm seemed to be penetrated, and the aura of death was continuously rushing up from below.
"Do you have any idea?" Mu Fengyun asked the Supreme Throne.
The Supreme Throne said: "I really can't help it."
"Then we can only try step by step."
He took out tens of thousands of grass of life from the space and set up a large array around the black hole.
The air of death was somewhat purified as a result, but in the blink of an eye, this large formation shattered, and tens of thousands of grasses of life turned into black powder.
Mu Fengyun tried dozens of times with the Grass of Life and Mu Qianxi's potion, but failed every time.
The Supreme Throne said: "That's enough, go back quickly, your beautiful daughter is still waiting for you! I won't be able to protect you if you don't leave."
Mu Fengyun also knew that he couldn't fall here, so he nodded and said: "Yeah
!go back."
"Dad." Mu Qianxi saw him coming back and found that his condition was not good.
"This is my newly prepared potion. Dad, please try it and get rid of the breath of death quickly." She hurriedly handed over her potion.
Mu Fengyun drank the potion and his face finally looked better.
"The grass of life is not good. It can only control the breath of death, which is not enough at all." Mu Fengyun said solemnly.
The Supreme Throne said: "After all, it is just the grass of life. If we find the tree of life, there may be a way."
Mu Qianxi shook her head and said: "No, it was severely damaged last time when it dealt with the Demonic Tree of Death. There is nothing you can do about it, it will only make its sacrifice in vain."
Mu Fengyun's eyes darkened. "If we can't stop it, do we have to fight to the end?"
"An existence like the God of Death is very terrifying. You will never be his opponent." The Supreme Throne said.
"Your Majesty Fengyun, we are here."
"Lord Fengyun."
"..."
When they were unable to do anything, countless auras swept towards this direction.
With Mu Fengyun's current reputation, he summoned the powerful men from all sides of Xuantian, and people were already arriving one after another.
They may be frightened by the unshakable power of the God of Death, but they are unwilling to accept their fate and wait for death under any circumstances.
Even if they fight to the last breath, they still have to do something for the land where they live.
They came here like this, and even though they took the medicine at the ghost doctor's building, they were still invaded by the breath of death.
Mu Qianxi brought a lot of potions to them and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Take the potions quickly and adjust to the best condition."
After drinking the potion
, the cold feeling enveloped by death disappeared.
Smiles appeared on their faces and they said, "Fortunately, the ghost doctor is here."
"Even such a terrifying aura of death can be easily removed. Master Ghost Doctor's alchemy skills seem to have become stronger."
"With Master Ghost Doctor here, we are not afraid of the aura of death, so we can fight the God of Death more boldly."
"..."
If they don't even have a way to get rid of the aura of death, there will be nothing they can do if the aura of death invades their bodies and souls, and their strength will be weakened.
Then they have no ability to fight against the God of Death, which would be such a desperate situation.
More and more powerful people from Xuantian Realm are gathering in Xuantian Ancient Plain, and they are all people who are willing to fight for Xuantian Realm.
A silver light appeared in the sky, and Feng Qier returned.
She said angrily: "Those bastards, those fools, and those bastards from the Holy Clan actually chose to form a large formation to protect themselves. If you don't want Xi'er and the others to die, just send them there. Anyway,
They will not care about the God of Death. As for the Gods..."
Mu Fengyun said in a deep voice: "If the God Clan was determined to fight against the God of Death, they would have sent people to suppress it long before the God of Death made such nonsense. There is no news yet, and the Saint Clan has this attitude again. It seems that they think that
It's none of your business, just hang on high."
Mu Qingchen said: "The God of Death will bring endless death and is the public enemy of all living things. They actually chose to do this, which is too much."
The faces of the others also showed solemn expressions. They, the strongest saints in the Xuantian Realm, actually chose to stand aside and watch.
And the only race of gods that can compete with the God of Death also pretends to be deaf and dumb and becomes blind.
Do they want to watch all the creatures in their Xuantian Realm go to the road of destruction?
This chapter has been completed!