Listening to Mu Yun's loud words, Xuan Tian was speechless for a moment, standing there, his eyes narrowed.

"Tell me, the God of War Art. Only Yun Zun and Mu Lang knew about this life and this life. Even if they were killed, this deep-burned memory would never be taken out!"

"Are you Xuantian?" Mu Yun sneered: "If you are really Xuantian, even if you kill Mu Lang, you will never get the secret book. Did Yun Zun tell you about this matter in person back then?"

"All nonsense!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Xuan Tian snorted: "Mu Yun, I know you have a great relationship with Yun Zun back then. The three-amer genius, the dragon transformation body, the nine-yuan weather, how can you do this? Yun Zun died. You must have obtained his inheritance. Or, I will kill you and let Yun Zun see how bad his vision is!"

"If his vision is bad, it will be impossible for him to accept you as his disciple!"

After Mu Yun finished speaking, he laughed as if he laughed at himself: "Yes, his vision is bad. He didn't expect that his disciple whom he loved the most became the one who hated him the most, and killed his brother who respected him the most!"

"Noisy!"

Watching Mu Yun nagging, Xuan Tian's face turned cold and his heart was full of murderous intentions.

"The God of War Rise!"

With a low shout, Xuantian bent his hands, and the powerful fighting spirit between his ten fingers was proudly sprayed.

"careful!"

In this moment, Ren Ganggang, Qiu Chiyan, Ye Qiu, Hei Lin and other major life and death powerhouses rushed out in an instant.

Instead, the troops from various major forces such as Xuankongshan and Zhu family stood there, at a loss.

Xuantian, is Yunlang?

True or fake?

What about their former God? Was he still imprisoned by Yun Lang when he died?

The four great protectors are confused at this moment and dare not act recklessly.

"Get out!"

Seeing seven or eight people rushing towards him, Xuan Tian shouted softly, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

boom......

In an instant, a roar sounded, and almost instantly, the members of the Blood Alliance who rushed towards Xuantian fell to the ground one by one.

Xuantian's strength cannot be fought by joining forces.

"Did you see it?"

Xuantian looked at Mu Yun and smiled and said, "At this moment, no one can protect you. Everything you created is just waste paper in my eyes!"

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

The smile was filled with bitterness.

"Yun Lang, back then, I was able to promote you to a genius who was famous in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, and today, I was able to bring you back to my original form!"

Looking at Yun Lang, Mu Yun said in an almost slight voice.

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

"Great life-seeking technique!"

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

"No!"

Hearing this, Qin Mengyao looked pale and looked at Mu Yun with a look of despair.

Buzz...

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

At the same time, Tianyun Da6, in the east wilderness, under the Great Wild Mountains, an old figure flew out and came to the ground.

"The great life-seeking technique is one of the thousands of great ways. Reunion. Can the person you choose really succeed? Over the past billions of years, hope has turned into disappointment. Why are you still persisting?"

The old man looked up at the sky, and a helpless expression appeared on his wrinkled face.

There are always some things in this world, and they are as powerful as him, and they are uncontrollable.

Great life-seeking technique!

When Xiao Yuner and others heard these four words, they were also stunned.

They have never seen Mu Yun have such supernatural powers.

As the wind and clouds change, it seems that there is only one mu cloud left between the world.

This time, Mu Yun burned his lifespan for seven thousand years.

Seven thousand years!

One thousand years, one realm, seven thousand years of lifespan, Mu Yun's body suddenly strengthened at this moment.

The fifth level of life and death!

In this moment, Mu Yun's strength improved by leaps and bounds, as if he had taken his own life and exchanged strength with the world.

At this moment, Mu Yun was burning with a scorching fighting aura all over his body.

At this moment, he looked at the sky with a proud look as if he was from the God of Divine Realm!

Seeing this scene, Xuan Tian also showed a hint of caution on his face.

He could feel that Mu Yun’s strength at this moment was real, not the kind of person who could swallow pills to improve it.

"Yun Lang, I made you successful back then, you killed the Blood Owl, and today, I will deal with you as my teacher!"

Looking at Xuantian, Mu Yun shouted with a voice.

"You are not worthy!"

Although Xuantian's eyes were shocked at this moment, he knew even more that he was at the top level of the seventh level of the life and death realm, and he was only one step away from being in the Immortal Class.

Even if Mu Yun was promoted to the fifth level of life and death by relying on his great life-seeking technique, he still could not be his opponent.

"Nine Yuan Blood Wheel!"

But at this moment, Mu Yun had stopped talking nonsense.

The huge blood wheel appeared behind him in time.

The blood wheel covers a range of ten thousand meters.

And in front of the blood wheel, each of the nine-colored Yuan balls, with a diameter of almost kilometers.

The nine Yuan balls shine with different lights like nine golden crows hanging in the sky.

A clanging sound rang out, and nine Yuan balls condensed on the blood wheel in an instant.

The blood wheel of ten thousand meters range flashed and rushed towards Xuantian.

"The God of War - Zhan Ao Cangqiong!"

In an instant, Xuantian reacted and stepped out directly, his fists came out at once. His powerful true energy was really like a vast ocean, surging.

"retreat!"

At this moment, Ku Qing suddenly shouted loudly, slapped his palm, and a spherical light curtain directly enveloped everyone.

Boom boom boom...

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

The deafening roar seemed to collapse at this moment, and some warriors with slightly lower strength died immediately under this shock.

This explosion completely kept everyone away from the two of them.

Two dull sounds of dongdong sounded, and the aftermath of the explosion spread. Everyone suddenly saw a crack in the middle of the 10,000-meter Nine Yuan Blood Wheel covering the sky above the sky.

Xuantian, who was in front of him, had his fists and his sleeves on his arms exploded into pieces, and his whole body was flying.

The veil covering the face was now shook into pieces, revealing his appearance.

"Yun Lang!"

Looking at that face, Ye Qiu was stunned.

Yunlang?

Some people around them who didn't know what happened ten thousand years ago showed a look of confusion on their faces.

But Mu Qingyu showed a deep thought expression.

The most shocking ones are the four guardians of Hanging Mountain and the core elders of Hanging Mountain.

The God they have come to admire and fear for every day is no longer Xuantian, but Yunlang!

This genius from the storm of the world thousands of years ago!

Just thinking about this, everyone was surprised.

Isn’t Yun Lang a disciple of Yun Zun? The plan to kill Blood Owl was also planned by him. Did this guy kill his uncle with his own hands?

They have always believed that Mu Yun had absolutely anything to do with the former Yun Zun, and the great possibility was that Mu Yun inherited the Yun Zun's inheritance.
To be continued...