The third thousand one hundred and ninety-nine chapters dominate the battle
At the same time, Mu Qingyu's figure slowly appeared outside the time and space fragments.
Taking one step out feels like crossing thousands of miles.
However, as Mu Qingyu stepped out of the room, the surrounding scenery changed.
In the end, Mu Qingyu appeared in a void space.
Looking around, Mu Qingyu frowned slightly.
"Di Ming, stop me?"
"Mu Qingyu, why are you so anxious?
Do you feel that your son is in danger?"
An elegant voice slowly sounded at this moment.
As the sound rang out.
Gradually, the surrounding world changed again.
A figure walked out of the void step by step.
Wearing a long gown, with long hair tied up, and an appearance of about twenty years old, he walked out step by step, the wind was calm and the clouds were calm.
However, upon closer inspection, I discovered that this person was not walking.
Instead, the surrounding space gradually retreated as this person's figure approached.
"Di Ming, you are really worried!"
Mu Qingyu looked at the young man, his eyes moving slightly.
The two of them were standing like this at this moment.
They seemed to be old friends who had known each other for many years, and no one made a move.
"It seems you know it too!"
Mu Qingyu said calmly: "My son sacrificed seven million years of life, but after all, one million years is enough."
"One day, when I find the origin of life, my son's longevity will not be a problem."
At this moment, Di Ming stepped forward slightly.
A calm face, which cannot be said to be stunningly handsome, but if you look closely, it is very clean, giving people the impression of being very clean and very plain.
Such a face makes people feel very comfortable.
Mu Qingyu looked at Di Ming at this moment.
"Why, are you going to deal with me the same way you dealt with Ye Xiaoyao?"
Mu Qingyu smiled and said, "People around me, please stay away, okay?"
After saying this, Mu Qingyu snorted coldly.
In the void, a low muffled hum sounded, the sky and the earth thundered and lightning flashed, and a figure continued to retreat.
Di Ming was motionless at this moment.
"Killing Ye Xiaoyao is something I must do, but killing you is unnecessary!"
"As for Mu Yun, if he were not the Nine-Destined Emperor, I would not kill him!"
Di Ming said calmly: "Mu Qingyu, you are also gradually understanding Honghuang, but you know less than me."
"What I did is correct. The Emperor of Nine Lives must die, otherwise you and I will be just flags in the hands of others!"
"I would rather be a flag in the hands of others than let my son die!"
Mu Qingyu said slowly: "Di Ming, everyone has their own obsessions. Don't interfere with me, and I won't interfere with you."
"As long as I'm here, you won't be able to take action against my son."
"Back then, I was able to cut off my own path and take my son away. Now, I can cut it off again!"
Mu Qingyu's tone was calm.
Neither of them had any intention of taking action.
"You are here to prevent me from getting involved!"
Di Ming smiled at this moment and said: "In that case, you and I, just stay here and watch the excitement!"
"If my son dies, I will still have eight sons. If your son dies, all your years... will be in vain!"
Mu Qingyu snorted and said nothing more.
The two of them stood like this, standing motionless like eternal temples.
...The Ninth Heaven Realm! The Abyss Realm! Within the Four Elephants Holy Mountain.
·Muyun's aura projects a powerful condensation of the power of heaven and earth.
At this moment, all the power gathered in Mu Yun's body.
Dominate! This feeling makes Mu Yun extremely comfortable.
The power in his body was released one after another, and Mu Yun's eyes were calm.
In front of him, two figures stood quietly.
Son of Soul Yan! God of Disaster! Mu Yun holds the Star Sword with an astonishing momentum.
However, the two of them didn't have too many worries.
At this moment, in an instant, the momentum in the two people's bodies rose.
Hunyan Shenzi smiled and said: "I don't know, you are the master who has been promoted through secret methods, or we are better!"
"The realm of domination, the five realms of dividing the sky, connecting the sky, fusing the sky, cutting the sky, and sealing the sky!"
"Are you just at the Heaven Transformation realm now?"
"but?"
Mu Yun smiled and looked at the two of them.
"It seems that you two are only at this level!"
After hearing this, the expressions of Son of Soul Yan and God of Disaster changed several times.
"kill!"
In an instant, two figures rushed out at this moment.
Mu Yun raised his sword and charged out.
At this moment, the war was completely chaotic.
Di Yuan and Shen Xucang fought on top of the Tianque.
Lu Qingfeng fought with Di Wushuang and Di Tongtian, one against two.
Mu Yun also fought against the Son of Soul Yan and the God of Disaster.
And everyone in Diyuan Pavilion fought hard.
Everyone knows.
This is the decisive battle.
The key is still the battle between Shenxucang, Muyun and Lu Qingfeng.
If one person loses, the whole team loses.
At this moment, Mu Yun's eyes were cold and contemptuous.
After a fight, he could feel that the Son of Soul Yan and the God of Disaster were also at the level of domination, the realm of heaven transformation.
Comparable to his strength.
However, to kill two people, one needs to be more advanced.
A million years of life.
If it burned again, he might really be doomed.
The great life-killing technique allowed him to escape from death time and time again.
However, each time it is used, it consumes a lot of money.
The greatest damage to his own martial arts path! Mu Yun is not sure what will happen if he reaches the end... At this moment, he can only hope that Yu Yuanhao, the ancient god, and Gui Yi can move faster.
"How many are there?"
"Forty-one already..." "Hurry up!"
"You brat, do you think you can go as fast as you want?"
Gui Yi communicated with Mu Yun mentally and said slowly: "The next step is the most critical. Can you withstand it?"
"Can stand it!"
Gui Yi said again: "Be careful, the son of Hun Yan comes from the Soul Refining Ghost Valley and is a descendant of the ancient god Hun Ye, and the God of Disaster, judging from his path, is the descendant of the ancient god of fierce fire from the Fiery Hell Fire Island!
"
"Di Yuan is preparing, there may be more than this. If the two of you can't kill you, maybe Di Yuan will call in more helpers."
"Of course, this guy is reluctant to call anyone else."
"The more people call him, the greater the price he has to pay!"
Mu Yun nodded.
"I see!"
At this moment, Mu Yun was cautious.
Reach the dominance level.
The world art that I control now is not that impressive.
However, he was not helpless.
"How powerful are the dominator-level Eyes of Heaven and the Tao of Tai Chi..." Mu Yun thought in his mind, and suddenly, a shadow of a fist came through the air in front of him.
Boom...he punched his chest, Mu Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his figure fell back.
Son of Soul Yan’s eyes flashed slightly at this moment.
"It seems that, as expected, relying on secret techniques to improve is not as reliable as improving step by step!"
"Yeah?"
At this moment, Mu Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Hunyan God Son, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true!"
One word fell.
Mu Yun's fingers shot out instantly.
Phew... In an instant, ten fire dragons jumped out from Mu Yun's fingertips, and in an instant, spread to the ten fingers of Hunyan Shenzi.
At this moment, Son of Soul Yan’s face changed in shock.