As the words fell, a figure flew across the sky at this moment.
Wearing a dark military uniform and a dark long gown, he is 1.8 meters tall and his figure no longer looks slightly thin, but rather muscular.
The long black hair was behind her back, fluttering gently in the wind, and in front of her forehead, a strand of hair covered one cheek. Her eyes, as black as ink, were filled with a murderous intent at this moment.
With his hands behind his back, this figure stood faintly in the void, giving people the impression of a dream.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Mu Yun put his hands behind his back and looked forward, saying: "Senior Zhou Hao, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for hundreds of thousands of years. You haven't ascended to the divine world, but you are still alive. It's really rare!"
"Muyun!"
Seeing Mu Yun, Zhou Hao felt angry in his heart.
"Mu Yun, how dare you come out!"
Zhao Hangyi was the most angry at this moment.
Zhao Qingcang and Zhao Shanhe were both killed. This is simply a shame for the Zhao family!
"Why don't I dare to come out? Yunmeng is my home, why don't I dare to come out?"
Mu Yun clasped his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile: "You, on the other hand, are shouting loudly at the door of my house, shouting to be beaten and killed, like scoundrel dogs, unwilling to leave. What do you mean?"
Hearing this, Zhao Hangyi and Zhou Hao were both angry.
At this moment, Mu Yun flew down and landed next to Meng Zimo, who was already sluggish.
At this moment, Meng Zimo was wearing a long skirt, which highlighted her beautiful figure, with a touch of blood red on her chest, which was really poignant.
That beautiful face, combined with her outfit, gives people the feeling of a high-ranking goddess, sacred and solemn. She is not as cold and arrogant as Qin Mengyao, but she also appears aloof.
Mu Yun gently took the green elixir in his palm, sniffed it, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know the name, it seems that the effect of the medicine is to consume the breath of life in exchange for powerful strength, like a big rope."
The fortune-telling skills are just like this. If you eat it, you will never find another picture of a beautiful woman like this in the world!"
As he spoke, Mu Yun gently crushed the emperor-level elixir into powder and scattered it with the wind...
"Master, my disciple is back!"
Mu Yun smiled lightly and approached Meng Zimo.
At this moment, Meng Zimo stood in the center of thousands of people, and all the chaos around him seemed to have completely dissipated.
There is only this person in front of me.
His appearance changed drastically, his voice also changed, and even his soul consciousness changed.
However, that vaguely familiar feeling always lingered in her heart.
Snapped……
However, suddenly, Meng Zimo suddenly raised his right hand and slapped Mu Yun on the cheek.
The bright red palm prints were bleeding.
This palm, with the immortal energy of the Immortal Emperor, is very powerful.
Around them, Zhuge Wen, Ye Jingyun, Lu Qingfeng, Xiao Yuner, Wang Xinya and others were stunned when they saw this scene.
No one expected that when Meng Zimo saw Mu Yun again, he would directly...slap him!
Mu Yun was slightly stunned at this moment, his body trembled, and he looked at Meng Zimo with a smile on his face.
"Zi Mo, I'm back!"
A soft cry seemed to completely shatter the last line of defense in Meng Zimo's heart.
She threw herself into Mu Yun's arms and burst into tears.
This cry could not be suppressed. Her whole body trembled and she cried loudly. It seemed that this cry was the only sound in the world.
Feeling the clothes on his chest slowly getting wet, the smile on Mu Yun's face gradually dissipated, replaced by a hint of murderous intent, an icy aura, a gust of cold wind, and a violent aura that dispersed.
He is angry!
"never mind!"
Patting Meng Zimo's shoulders gently with both hands, Mu Yun smiled bitterly and said: "Although I have changed my appearance, I am still me, and I am still Master's disciple. When Master calls me "Yun'er", I will
But it’s been a long wait!”
Meng Zimo couldn't suppress her crying at this moment.
Hiding in Mu Yun's arms, his body was trembling and he kept shaking his head. With one hand, he gently touched Mu Yun's cheek and touched the place where he had slapped him just now.
"Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Mu Yun said with a smile: "Compared to Master's pain, this pain is nothing at all!"
"I... don't want you to call me Master..." Meng Zimo said slowly: "I can't teach you anything anymore. Aren't you also an Imperial Alchemist now?"
"Yeah, okay!" Mu Yun said gently, "Zimo..."
"Um!"
Meng Zimo nodded and leaned into Mu Yun's arms again, unwilling to say another word.
For many years, she thought about this scene all the time.
She had so many things to say to Mu Yun, but when they finally met, she didn't know where to start.
At this moment, only at this moment, holding Mu Yun tightly is the most real!
She didn't want to speak, she just wanted to hold Mu Yun.
At this moment, Zhou Hao and Zhao Hangyi had murderous intent in their eyes.
Seeing Mu Yun appear, the two of them had manic murderous intentions in their hearts.
"You showed up at the wrong time. It happened just right. It would be nice to be a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks, buried together under the Nine Springs!"
Zhao Hang shouted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Shh..."
At this moment, Mu Yun stretched out his finger, shushed, and said: "Stop talking, my master, oh no, Zi Mo is very tired now, she doesn't want to be disturbed, and I don't want her to be disturbed either!"
"Arrogant!"
Zhao Hang shouted: "Muyun, today is the day you die!"
As soon as Zhao Hang finished speaking, he took a step forward.
Keng...
However, the figure he just stepped out was immediately blocked by a figure!
An icy blue figure with wings spread out stood in front of Mu Yun and Meng Zimo, looking at Zhao Hangyi.
"Yao'er, thank you for your hard work!"
"Um!"
Qin Mengyao holds the Ice Meteor Sword and has a breathtaking aura.
At this moment, everyone discovered that Qin Mengyao was in the realm of the Immortal Emperor.
Zhao Hang gritted his teeth with hatred, but at this moment, Qin Mengyao was in front of him. If he wanted to kill Mu Yun, he had to pass Qin Mengyao's test.
"Zhou Hao, why are you still standing there?"
"I know!"
Zhou Hao immediately rushed towards Mu Yun.
"Ming Yuexin, have you forgotten your promise to my father?"
Mu Yun said calmly at this moment: "Protect me and protect your man. What are you hiding there now?"
Mu Yun looked at the crowd.
When Ming Yue Xin heard this, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, and she said with a strong face: "Next time if you dare to do this again, no one else will kill you. I, Ming Yue Xin, will kill you with my own hands. If my man wants to be killed, I will do it too!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Yun shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Zhou Hao was about to kill Mu Yun when Mingyue Xin stopped him and said, "Old man, didn't you hear what I was saying?"
Waves of water surged all over her body, sweeping directly towards Zhou Hao.
At this moment, Mu Yun held Meng Zimo in his arms and said calmly: "Just leave the rest to me!"
"Um!"
Meng Zimo nodded, leaned on Mu Yun's shoulder, squinted his eyes slightly, unwilling to open them.
She was afraid that this was a dream and she didn't want to let go.
Ling Chenfan was being pestered by Lu Qingfeng at the moment, and shouted: "You two, if you continue to hold on, wait until my spiritual realm army..."
"I'm afraid I won't make it!"
Mu Yun waved his hand at this moment, and a human head flew into the air.
"Lingqing!"
Ling Chenfan was dumbfounded when he saw the human head.
He brought Ling Haoming and others to fight and asked Ling Qing to lead the army, but they haven't come yet, and he feels very strange.
At this moment, when he saw Lingqing's head, he still didn't understand.
Mu Yun smiled and said: "Do you think the people in my Reincarnation Hall are all just doing it for a living? I think it would be very satisfying to be a Sword Immortal now..."
Hearing this, Ling Chenfan was filled with anger.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"Then you have to get through me first!" Lu Qingfeng smiled lightly, holding both swords in his hands, and immediately stopped him.
At this moment, the gathering momentum of the war was no longer clear.
However, in the competition between the Immortal Kings, the Yunmeng is still at a disadvantage.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yun smiled lightly and said: "Zi Mo, let me do a trick for you!"
After he finished speaking, he shouted: "Colossus puppet, bring your armored man, kill!"
Swish, swish, swish...
Sounds of breaking through the air rang out from the Blue Falling Yellow Spring, and figures shot out directly at this moment.
The figure of the leader continued to grow, his breath expanded, and crackling sounds sounded from time to time.
The colossus puppet now transformed into a size of hundreds of feet and rushed directly towards the crowd, while those armored men held weapons, emitted light, and attacked violently.
"No one can run away!"
Mu Yun said calmly: "Three hundred blood guards, kill!"
Once again, three hundred figures rushed out of the Zhu Xian Picture.
Among the three hundred figures in blood robes, the ten people headed by Luo Tianxing were full of aura, but they were quite powerful at this moment.
"The breath of the lower immortal emperor!"
Three hundred blood guards rushed out at this moment.
The four thousand Immortal King Warriors from Zhao Territory and Nine Yuan Territory looked horrified at this moment.
Although there were only a thousand armored men, their attacks were simply overbearing.
And those three hundred blood guards were more like a tide of blood. Wherever it swept, there was death.
Mu Yun didn't take action, but this was simply scarier than if he took action himself!
Meng Zimo was in Mu Yun's arms at the moment, watching everything, dumbfounded.
At this time, Emperor Hua Tian and the others were besieged by the four great Immortal Emperors of Zhou Hua. Meng Zimo said calmly: "Let me down. The three Emperors of Hua Tian have helped Yunmeng a lot in these years!"
"I know!"
Mu Yun nodded and said: "I'll just come, Zi Mo, you watch carefully, I will definitely repay you and reward you for all the hard work you have endured for thousands of years!"
"Who asked you to reward me?"
Meng Zimo's pretty face turned red and she scolded Mu Yun.
At this moment, Mu Yun laughed, held a spear in his hand, and rushed out.
He wanted Meng Zimo to see the thing he was most familiar with, the gun, which could be said to be the shining point in his previous life.
"Excuse me, you three!"
Mu Yun flew out and laughed loudly: "I'll take care of these four immortals!"
"you?"
Emperor Hua Tian looked at Mu Yun and said, "Leader Mu, the four of them are all middle-level Immortal Emperors!"
"I know!"
Mu Yun smiled and said: "Three of you have worked hard. I, Mu Yun, am sorry for my debt and will definitely make up for it. Leave these four to me!"
Hearing this, Emperor Hua Tian, Jun Zhanyu, and Lord Luo He looked at me and I looked at you and nodded.
"Excuse me, you three, please keep an eye on Zi Mo, be careful of someone sneaking up on you!"
"Don't worry, Leader Mu!"
Emperor Hua Tian and the others immediately retreated.
But at this moment, Zhou Hua, Zhou Chuan, Zhou Gang, and Zhou Jun looked at Mu Yun and felt greatly humiliated.
Mu Yun actually said, deal with the four of them?
This is simply courting death!
As middle-level Immortal Emperors, how have they ever been looked down upon like this?
The gun wind swept across, Mu Yun looked at the four of them and said: "You, let Zi Mo cry, I will make you cry without even crying!"