After Yang Haoran activated the token, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Even if Yan Wuya receives the news, it is impossible for him to come immediately.
The stage of becoming a god is just a realm with the word "god", it is not a real god.
What's more, who knows what that guy Yan Wuya is doing now?
Even if you receive the news, you may not rush over immediately.
Before Yan Wuya arrived, Yang Haoran could only save himself.
And in a remote courtyard in Fengyi City.
Yan Wuya sat cross-legged on the futon in the room.
In the air in front of Yan Wuya, a small refining furnace was spinning non-stop.
If Yang Haoran were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that this refining furnace is the Wanhua Furnace that Yan Wuya brought back from the Hell Realm.
Yan Wuya kept putting precious refining materials into the Wanhua Furnace, and he didn't know what important things were being refined.
Suddenly his heart was shaken, and Yan Wuya squeezed his eyes with a strange look on his face.
"How many days has it passed? That boy Yang Haoran is actually activating the messenger token again!
There must be nothing serious, just let him go."
Yan Wuya just made a complaint and then threw Yang Haoran's matter out of mind.
At this time, Yang Haoran of the Mu family was struggling to escape.
But he soon started to complain.
A strong person in the Nascent Soul stage can change his body, but his speed is completely different from that of a practitioner in the Foundation Establishment stage.
Before he could even run out of Mu's house, he felt that he was enveloped in a thick murderous intent.
Although Yang Haoran was not afraid of coercion, he was locked by the Nascent Soul stage strongman's spiritual thoughts, which meant that he was already within the attack range of the Nascent Soul stage strongman.
"Thief! You killed my descendants and still want to escape?
I want you to pay with blood and cut your body into pieces!"
Yang Haoran felt a terrifying force crushing down on his head.
If he really falls, what awaits Yang Haoran is death.
"Mu Huaquan, stop!"
Just when Yang Haoran was ready to resist with all his strength, he suddenly felt his body relax.
Mu Jian'an rushed over at this critical moment and blocked Mu Huaquan's blow.
Only a bang was heard, and the void seemed to be torn apart.
The surrounding buildings collapsed and collapsed in an instant, setting off a storm.
Yang Haoran twitched the corner of his mouth. This was the first time he felt the terrifying power of a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage up close.
If you put it in the secular world, I'm afraid it's not at the level of a nuclear bomb!
Yang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, not the entire Mu family wanted to deal with him.
Otherwise, today may be very unlucky.
But soon I felt my heart tightening again.
Because Mu Jie'an blocked Mu Huaquan's blow for him, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Mu Jian! You are looking for death!
He killed my direct descendants, and this hatred is irreconcilable!
If you dare to stop me, I will kill you too!"
Mu Huaquan roared in the air, his expression extremely ferocious.
Mu Jie'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood in front of Yang Haoran.
"The clan leader has an order and I dare not disobey it.
If you really want to touch Yang Haoran, just walk over my body, otherwise I won't get out of the way!"
"Looking for death! Then I will help you!"
The Nascent Soul stage and the early Nascent Soul stage sound similar, but in fact their strength is vastly different.
As a shadow flickered in the sky, another Mu Huaquan walked out of Mu Huaquan's body.
The two Mu Huas are exactly the same in length, and even their expressions are exactly the same.
It's just that the Mu Hua who walked out was made of pure energy, not flesh and blood.
"Nascent Soul! Is this Nascent Soul?"
Yang Haoran looked at Kong in surprise and murmured to himself.
He did not continue to run away, because he already knew very well that if Mu Jian could not stop him, he would not be able to escape at all.
Mu Jian'an's expression became more solemn, and he felt panic in his heart.
The strongest point of a practitioner in the Nascent Soul stage is the Nascent Soul that he has cultivated.
It is the condensation of the power of heaven and earth and the life essence of the practitioner.
The power exerted has undergone qualitative changes.
That is a power that can directly destroy the foundation of matter, so practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage are called supernatural power practitioners.
It's just that they are both in the Nascent Soul stage, but the difference is huge.
The early stage of the Nascent Soul stage is just the initial evolution of the Nascent Soul.
However, the Nascent Soul cannot leave the practitioner's body and must be cultivated in the practitioner's Dantian at all times.
Only when the Nascent Soul becomes one meter in size can it be separated from the body of the practitioner, and the Nascent Soul stage is reached.
Once the Nascent Soul can leave the body, it will be blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and will have almost endless power.
But now, Mu Huaquan's Nascent Soul is actually the same size as himself. This is a sign that he has almost reached the late Nascent Soul stage!
Mu Ji'an was shocked and extremely bitter.
He is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Even if he mobilizes the power of the Nascent Soul, he will be completely crushed by Mu Huaquan!
The Nascent Soul may even be broken into pieces!
"Mu Jie'an, I will help you and let you experience the true power of Nascent Soul!"
Mu Huaquan shouted like a thunderbolt.
The spiritual energy from all directions instantly turned into a storm and converged towards Mu Huaquan's Nascent Soul.
The world suddenly became dark.
With a whoosh, Mu Huaquan's Nascent Soul and Mu Huaquan's body merged into one again, and were shrouded in a bright glow, like the god Di.
Throughout the Mu family, many members of the Mu family have knelt on the ground and couldn't help but worship.
Mu Huaquan's palm fell suddenly, and a ball of light fell towards Mu Jian.
Mu Jian gritted his teeth, released all his strength, and pushed his arms upward fiercely.
After the bang, Mu Jian was completely enveloped in a bright light.
There was a broken clicking sound.
The light lasted for at least ten seconds before finally dissipating.
Then he saw Mu Jian'an lying on the ground covered in blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Mu Qishan looked at it from a distance and was completely stunned.
This was also the first time he experienced the terrifying power of the Nascent Soul stage up close. He didn’t expect it to be so terrifying!
Azi's voice rang rapidly in Yang Haoran's mind.
"Quickly activate the defensive function of Fantianyin!"
Yang Haoran didn't dare to hesitate, he had already taken out the Fantian Seal again and hung it above his head.
A piece of purple light fell and turned into a semicircular mask, wrapping Yang Haoran tightly.
"Quickly, transfer the spiritual power of all the spiritual stones to Fan Tianyin, otherwise it will be impossible to stop it!"
It was the first time that Yang Haoran saw Azi so nervous and knew that the situation was urgent.
He quickly took out all the spirit stones in the Hongmeng Order and threw them towards Fantian Seal.
The Fantian Seal swallowed up all the spiritual stones like a whale.
At the same time, Yang Haoran felt that the protective shield built by Fan Tianyin was rapidly thickening.
Mu Huaquan was floating in the air with a cold expression on his face.
"Want to use a turtle shell to save your life? That's a wishful thinking!
I want you to pay with blood!"
Another ball of light formed, carrying destructive power, and crashed towards the protective shield above Yang Haoran's head.
