The third thousand six hundred and ninety-five chapters Lingjue Son
Mu Yun smiled gently, rubbed Mu Yuyan's little head, and smiled happily.
Now he needs to improve his strength.
And the most urgent task is to reach the realm of dominance.
If he cannot reach the realm of domination, then... he will not be able to dominate the Donghua Territory, let alone accomplish anything in the Seventh Heaven Realm.
At this stage, my father has shown his strength as the God-Emperor and is already helping him control the situation.
I will fight with me! My son will fight with his son! At this moment, Mu Yun was waiting outside the valley with Mu Yuyan.
At the same time, in the valley.
In a cave built in one place, a young man, disheveled at this moment, was lying lazily on the bed.
Beside the young man, there was a woman who looked plump and graceful, with only a thin invisible gauze covering her body.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing Ling Shanshan enter, the young man on the bed smiled slightly.
"It was Xu You and Chu Mengqing who were chased and escaped with their lives."
"Oh..." The young man's enchanting face had a somewhat indifferent expression at this moment.
Being hunted?
Death?
This is absolutely normal in this Seven Evil Heaven! "Ling Jue, why are we leaving?"
Ling Shanshan looked at the two people on the bed, frowned unconsciously, and said impatiently.
"What are you in a hurry for?"
The woman on the bed stretched lazily, her thrilling curves making people unable to control their breathing.
"Ling Ruyue, I didn't ask you!"
Ling Shanshan said slowly.
At this moment, Holy Son Ling Jue smiled and said: "Don't worry, at least wait until everyone knows it. We are a group of people, but we can't compete with Huang Shuo and Lou Yuanchu. I don't know if Bing Qingxuan will come."
Woolen cloth!"
Mention Bing Qingxuan.
Holy Son Lingjue stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and a graceful woman with a graceful figure and a temperament like an icy lotus appeared in his mind.
Known as the Saint of the Ice Silkworm Palace, Bing Qingxuan's beauty is first-class, and her temperament is difficult for ordinary women to match.
When Saint Son Ling Jue thought of this, his thoughts moved greatly. He picked up the woman beside him and bullied him... When Ling Shanshan saw this scene, she raised her brows and turned around to leave.
The Holy Son of Lingxiao Divine Valley, Ling Jue, has this kind of virtue. If others knew about it, they would probably laugh out loud.
But she also had to admit that although Ling Jue had a bad character, his talent was indeed very strong.
In the Lingxiao Divine Valley, there are countless women throwing themselves into their arms.
In the valley, more and more disciples from Lingxiao Divine Valley gathered. At first there were twenty or thirty people, but after half a month, there were already hundreds.
And they all started at the fifth level realm of Realm Lord.
Mu Yun looked at this scene and understood that dominating the cemetery this time seemed to be very important.
After waiting for half a month, on this day, there was a lot of movement in the valley.
The people of Lingxiao Divine Valley are getting ready to leave! When Mu Yun and Mu Yuyan, father and daughter, saw this scene, they waited quietly.
On this day, various figures appeared at this moment.
At this moment, the two of them were also following him from a distance.
Along the way, the speed of the large army was neither fast nor slow. After about two or three days, they came to a plain and stopped.
Mu Yun followed from a distance but did not get closer.
The people of Lingxiao Divine Valley spread out on the plain and continued to wait.
But within half a day, another group of people arrived.
That team of people was led by a woman.
The woman is wearing a long Biluo skirt with traces of water marks on her skirt. However, her figure is slightly thin and her waist is too slender to be held.
However, his chest is quite large, his figure is convex and concave, and he is extremely standard.
And its facial features seem to be perfectly integrated, a bit cold and a bit noble.
Seen from a distance, it feels like a snowflake on the top of a mountain, melting in your hand and making you feel cherished.
At this moment, when the Holy Son Lingjue saw this group of people arriving, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Bing Qingxuan, long time no see."
Holy Son Lingjue smiled and said.
"Ling Jue!"
When the woman saw Ling Jue, she frowned imperceptibly and said, "Did you release the news about the master's cemetery?"
"it's me!"
Ling Jue said calmly.
Bing Qingxuan said again at this moment: "Did you release it?
Would you be so kind?"
"If there really is a master cemetery, you would probably be the first one to go in, right?"
Holy Son Ling Jue smiled at this moment and said: "Bing Qingxuan, after all we have just met each other, do you look down on me so much?"
"To tell the truth, I was not the only one who discovered that place. People from Tianshanglou and Huangge also discovered it. I admit that I am no match for them, so I asked for help and spread the news."
Hearing this, Bing Qingxuan said lightly: "That's pretty much it."
Seeing that Bing Qingxuan didn't seem to want to say anything, Ling Jue didn't want to say much either, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes, and the palms in her white robe were tightly clenched.
"Aloof?
One day I will be humble!"
Lingjue's heart was indifferent.
At this moment, a group of people arrived again.
However, if you look closely, you will see that the two leaders of the team are different from each other in terms of temperament.
At this moment, Mu Yun looked at the two of them.
One of them has a cold expression, but it is not the cold temperament of Bing Qingxuan, but an indifference like a piece of steel that repels people thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Mu Yun looked at him with a somewhat appraising expression.
Realm Lord Ninth Grade! The other person looks and feels very sunny.
"Xuan Yu!"
"Tianyang Mountain!"
Seeing the arrival of the two of them, Holy Son Lingjue smiled and said: "It seems that you are pretty good at keeping your word. You came very early."
Xuan Yu! Xuan Yu from Xuanyun Mansion in Dongshan Territory, has long been renowned as the proud son of heaven.
Tian Yangshan is also a proud son of Tianji Pavilion in Dongshan Territory and is extremely powerful.
This time, many geniuses from the Eastern Seven Regions have really gathered.
Bing Qingxuan from Ice Silkworm Palace! Xuan Yu from Xuanyun Palace.
Tianyang Mountain in Tianji Pavilion.
And Ling Jue, the Holy Son of Lingxiao Divine Valley.
The four top and most powerful realm masters are ninth-grade geniuses.
This Holy Son of Lingxiao was surprisingly courageous, and he was so confident that he told these people.
It seems that there are others who have not yet received the news, or have received the news but it has not yet arrived?
Mu Yun was not in a hurry and continued to wait! The four geniuses arrived at this moment, and hundreds of figures had already gathered on the grass.
Moreover, it is obvious that Quartet is still waiting and has no intention of leaving.
Not long after, I saw silhouettes appearing again in the void.
Those figures all had swords beside them. When they appeared, sword energy swept away and lingered between heaven and earth.
It was as if at this moment, the organization formed a sword net.
"The people from the Blood Moon Sword Sect are here..." Holy Son Lingjue smiled at this moment: "Yue Yinyin is like this every time, do you have to make such a big battle?"
As the laughter rang out, a burst of laughter sounded at the edge of the sky at this moment, and he responded: "I like people who are generous and generous, unlike you, the Holy Son of Lingjue, who is sanctimonious and extremely hypocritical."