As soon as they saw this face clearly, many monks exclaimed in surprise.
This face is clearly that of Fulong Holy Son Yunxiao, the most outstanding figure since the birth of Fulong Holy Land.
There are even rumors that when Yunxiao becomes a saint, future beings will surpass Fulong Holy Land and lead Fulong Holy Land to a new peak.
"I, Lord Fulong, Yunxiao, I don't care who you are, I will apologize to my cousin Yun Qian immediately."
Tian Qiong said with a face: "No matter how incompetent my Yun family members are, they are still Yun family members. If you mess with them, you will have to pay the price.
Be honest and give me a satisfactory explanation, otherwise I won't mind coming, killing everyone related to you, and driving you into a place of eternal destruction."
Overbearing! Really overbearing.
As soon as Yun Xiao opened his mouth, that domineering feeling that overcame everything came to his face.
However, the Xuanxiu cultivators from the major forces below do not feel any violation of this at all.
After all, it was not ordinary people who spoke, but Yunxiao.
Emperor Fulong, Yunxiao! The title of Emperor is not something that Yunxiao claims to be proud of, but is universally recognized.
Even some of the top powerful forces know that there is a person like Yun Xiao in Fulong Holy Land.
Because this title was earned by Yunxiao himself, fighting with his fists.
Seventy thousand years ago, when he first became emperor, he went into the depths of Jiulong Ridge alone and killed three emperor-level mysterious beasts by himself.
Fifty thousand years ago, when his Xuanhuang cultivation was stable, he led the Fulong Holy Land army to judge and personally took the head of a veteran Xuanhuang who had lived for several epochs.
Thirty thousand years ago, Emperor Xuan of Yunxiao had reached great heights in cultivation. He was no longer satisfied with competing with the emperor, and began to challenge the Holy Saint. He pointed his sword at the Lord of the Holy Land, the Holy Lord of Kurong, and resisted hundreds of attacks before being defeated.
Twenty thousand years ago, Yunxiao challenged Kurong Zhisheng again. The two sides fought three hundred moves, Yunxiao was seriously injured, and Kurong Zhisheng was slightly injured.
Ten thousand years ago, Yunxiao and Kurong Sheng fought for the third time. The two sides fought for seven days, and both sides suffered losses.
And just five thousand years ago, Yunxiao defeated the Holy Saint Kurong and shocked the world.
Even among the Holy Saints, the Holy One is only a relatively weak one.
But no matter how you say it, it is the most holy thing.
A Xuan Emperor in Yunxiao actually defeated the Holy Saint head-on. Such an achievement is truly worthy of being listed in the annals of history, comparable to those of the greatest geniuses of all time.
How can people not be afraid of such a person! Fulong Holy Land has more than one Holy Land. In addition to Fulong Holy Land, there are also two Holy Saints.
But Yunxiao's prestige is still second only to Fulong Holy Saint, surpassing those two holy saints, and is regarded by the entire Fulong Holy Land as the future master of Daxing.
Therefore, all the Xuan cultivators present were not only afraid of Yun Xiao but also wanted to please him.
If you can follow Yunxiao, it is equivalent to following the Lord of Dragons. When Yunxiao becomes a saint in the future, one person will definitely achieve enlightenment, and chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven.
The Holy Land of Fulong suppresses the current world, and the Emperor Yunxiao leads the future. This is why the prestige of Holy Land of Fulong will become stronger and stronger.
However, Lin Mu smiled: "I kind of know why Yun Qian is so domineering. She is nothing compared to you."
"I, the Yun family, have the right to be domineering."
Yun Xiao said matter-of-factly: "Now, you kneel down immediately, apologize to my cousin, and pray that she can lower her anger, do you hear me?"
"Originally, your cousin is just a clown to me. It doesn't matter whether I kill her or not."
Lin Mu sighed: "But now, you make me very unhappy. What do you think I should do?"
Yun Xiao's eyes sharpened suddenly. He didn't expect that Lin Mu would dare to say such things to him. Where did Lin Mu have the courage?
Suddenly, Yunxiao was filled with murderous intent: "Listen, if my cousin loses one more hair, I will make your life worse than death. If she is injured, then I promise, I will kill all nine of your tribes!"
"So domineering, really so domineering."
Lin Mu shook his head, and then appeared in front of Yun Qian without seeing him move.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Yun Qian said in panic.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
Lin Mu said: "It has nothing to do with whether you are a woman or not. It's just because of your role that you are not worthy of being killed by me.
But what your cousin said made me very unhappy, so I can only wrong you and make him unhappy too."
As he said this, Yun Qian couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down.
"Your cousin asked me to kneel down, so you can set an example."
Lin Mu grinned.
Yun Qian had a look of fear on her face, and she knelt there shivering.
"Kneel down here carefully. Your cousin said that he will come in person, so you keep kneeling until he comes in person."
After saying that, Lin Mu looked at Tianqiong and said, "It seems that your tyranny doesn't work on me, so you might as well hurry up and come in person to let me feel your tyranny more truly. Maybe I will be really scared by then?"
"
His tone was full of unabashed sarcasm.
The surroundings were eerily quiet, you could really hear a pin drop.
Crazy! Such an idea pops up in almost everyone’s mind.
This Lin Mu is really crazy.
If you are not a madman, how could you do such a crazy thing?
That's the sky.
Lin Mu, on the other hand, was not afraid, but instead provoked him.
This is no longer because he thinks he has a long life, but because he thinks that the lives of his nine clans are too good.
Even some of the leaders of the forces felt a numbness in their scalps, feeling deeply depressed, a kind of depression before the storm.
The faces above the sky fell into silence at this moment.
Obviously, Lin Mu's actions were beyond Yunxiao's expectations, leaving the emperor at a loss as to how to react.
His silence made people more oppressive and gave people a vague feeling of terror.
Some monks who were not so determined were so frightened that their legs became weak and they knelt down on the spot.
After about five or six breaths, the lips of Tianqiong's face moved.
A thunderous voice echoed in all directions: "Very good. I just hope that when I come, you will still have the courage to do so and don't regret it."
As the voice echoed, the glow that formed the face of the sky quickly dissipated, and the sky became empty, as if nothing had happened.
In fact, the sky is clear and the breeze is gentle. If an uninformed person comes here, he may feel that the weather is good and he feels relaxed and happy.
But no one present felt relaxed.
No one can predict the consequences of Yunxiao's wrath.
Of course, no one scolded Lin Mu just to please Fulong Holy Land at this time.
Because in the eyes of the leaders of the major forces, Lin Mu is a lunatic.
No one wants to mess with a crazy person.
What's more, this madman is about to die.
A dying madman is often more terrifying.
Even if the leaders of the major forces are not necessarily afraid of Lin Mu, they do not want to have more contact with Lin Mu at this moment.
"Cousin, you... you go quickly, before Yunxiao comes, go as fast as you can, as far as you can."
Shen Yu looked terrified, like a frightened deer, and flew to Lin Mu's side and spoke in a low voice and hastily.