Nine Burning Heaven Swords appeared, and murderous intent emerged from Mu Yun's body.

"Is that true?"

Mu Yun held Ling Mingxuan's body in his left hand, and swung his right hand with a slash, and four sword lights rushed out at this moment.

At this time, the four sword lights directly blocked Ling Mingxuan's hand tendons and feet.

With a thud, Ling Mingxuan's body fell directly to the ground and could not move.

“Woo woo…”

Ling Mingxuan's tears of pain were flowing out at this moment, and he looked at Mu Yun and said, "You must die a good death, you must die a good death, Mu Yun, don't be proud, why do you think our spiritual realm chooses the blood realm and doesn't choose you?"

"To be honest, Blood Cloud comes from the God Realm. Behind him, there are blood clans supported by the top ten gods in the God Realm. Can you fight with him? I am dead today, so you don't want to live!"

"I see……"

Mu Yun's eyes were calm at this moment, and he said, "I finally understand why you treat my disciples so cruelly!"

After the words fell, nine Burning Heaven Swords were inserted directly into Ling Mingxuan's chest.

The nine auras kept stirring his internal organs in Ling Mingxuan's body, but they did not let him die.

A heart-wrenching scream rang out at this moment.

Ling Mingxuan's body kept trembling and growling, and that force entered his body, tortured him and could not speak at all.

"stop!"

And at this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.

In the distance, sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and the auras of figures were very powerful.

If you look closely, it is Ling Qingtian, the head of Lingge Pavilion, and he is also the leader of the current spiritual realm.

And beside him, a group of senior executives of Lingge stood still.

Among those people, Mu Yun also found familiar faces.

Those were the guys who were the senior officials of Lingge when he was there.

"Ling Qingtian, you are here!"

Seeing Ling Qingtian, Lin Yu's long sword rotated inside Ling Mingxuan's body, causing Ling Mingxuan to scream in pain at this moment.

"I said, stop!"

Ling Qingtian couldn't help shouting at this moment.

"Does your heart hurt?"

Mu Yun looked at Ling Qingtian and said lightly: "If you feel heartbroken, you should know how heartbroken I should be when I see my disciple!"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Qingtian's eyes fell on Ye Qiu, who was standing aside, and he was obviously stagnant.

"Mu Yun, this matter is a misunderstanding, please stop first!"

"Misunderstanding? I only see my disciple's miserable appearance. Even if you have a great reason, I, Mu Yun, will not listen!"

Mu Yun sneered: "Ling Qingtian, you and I are both the top ten immortal kings. Of course, it was once. As the top ten immortal kings, should you know how to do it? If you attack your younger generation in this way, are you worthy of being called the top ten immortal kings?"

"Mu Yun, stop first!"

Ling Qingtian always cared about his son and said, "I have asked my daughter to follow you. What else do you want?"

"Follow me? Haha..."

Mu Yun laughed and said, "Did Master follow me? He was forced to leave by your spiritual realm. Logically speaking, your spiritual realm is the number one elixir and one of the top ten immortal kings should be supported, but what have you done? It would be fine if you don't support me. I have repeatedly opposed my Yunmeng. Do you really think that you did nothing on the surface, but I don't know those disgusting actions in private, right?"

Mu Yunyue said, the more angry he became.

He has never been able to resolve the grievances that Meng Zimo suffered.

Today, we will calculate the new and old hatreds together.

"You let my son go first, I can help you heal Ye Qiu!" Ling Qingtian said at this moment: "You should know how serious your disciple's injury is!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun had a mocking expression in his eyes.

"Ling Qingtian, are you... that naive?"

"You must have forgotten that I, Mu Yun, is an Emperor Dan Master? I can naturally be able to relieve my disciple's injuries!"

"Then you can break his blood injury, right?"

But Mu Yun's words fell, and a faint voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

Everyone behind Ling Qingtian made way for a passage and a figure slowly walked out.

Seeing this person, Mu Yun's pupils shrank slightly.

"Blood is ruthless!"

Three faint words were spoken out, and there was a hint of helplessness in Mu Yun's eyes.

"I'll ask you, where is the Blood Owl?"

"You don't deserve to know where my ancestors are!" Xue Wuqing said coldly: "Mu Yun, your bloodline talent in the Mu clan, have you awakened? Ye Qiu's bloodline trauma is the bloodline talent of my bloodline. Can you solve it?"

Xue Wuqing looked at Mu Yun at this moment, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

But when he heard this, Mu Yun was silent, his eyes staring at Xue Wuqing.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm wondering, are you still the one that Xue Wuqing used to be? How did you Xue Wuqing and Xue Yi and his father and son become like this?"

"Because we are from the blood clan, and you, Mu Yun, are a member of the mother clan. What I said is correct?"

Xue Wuqing sneered: "Your father planned to plan for you, Mu Xianwang, the identity of Mu Yun in this life, and also wanted you to change your soul breath and take you back to the divine realm. No one could recognize you, and no one knew about your Nine Destiny Emperor!"

"Then he will assist you as the young leader of the Patriarch, help you grow up, unify the divine realm, and wash away the blood of your Patriarch's humiliation back then!"

"I have to say, Mu Yun, your father is really a talented and wise man. If you can get along with this way, you can't find a second person in the entire divine world. But my blood clan is second only to your maternal clan. If other gods don't know, how can my blood clan not know?"

"Some things, what you see, are only a very small part of the vast world, small world, fairy world, god world, and god world, seem to be separated from each other forever, but in fact, they have close relationships with each other, what do you know?"

Every word of Xue Wurong has a kind of aura of looking down on the world. Looking at Mu Yun, it is like looking at a small person, ridiculous and infatuated!

"I don't know anything!"

Mu Yun murmured to himself and smiled bitterly: "I only know that Xue Xiao and I are brothers. He is dead, and I am very sad, so I try my best to compensate you and Xue Yi, but I didn't expect that everything was just a conspiracy!"

"The blood clan really put a lot of money and spent tens of thousands of years to plan my Mu Yun!"

"ignorance!"

Xue Wuqing snorted: "What do you know now mean? It's just pitiful!"

"Yes, I'm pitiful!"

Mu Yun laughed at himself: "I poorly regard the Blood Owl as my good brother, I poorly help you father and son, and pass on the Immortal Blood Book of the Mu clan to you. In turn, I have received endless ridicule from you!"

Mu Yun said, holding nine Burning Sky Swords in his hand, and crazy power swept through the sword, Ling Mingxuan's body exploded with crackling crackling.

"Mingxuan!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingtian's eyes were red. "I'm very pitiful, but..."

Mu Yun suddenly raised his head, looked at Ling Qingtian and Xue Wuqing, and said indifferently: "You two should be even more pitiful!"

"As soon as Xue dies, Xue Wuqing, you can only watch your son be killed by me, what can you do? Ling Mingxuan is dead, and you Ling Qingtian is the top ten immortal kings, and you have no opponents under the Immortal Emperor, so what can you do?"

Looking at the two of them, Mu Yun said lightly, "You can only watch!"

"Although I'm blind and misread you, I can make up for the mistakes I made, as long as... kill you!"

After the words fell, the sword was swung, and Mu Yun rushed directly to the two of them.

Ling Qingtian was so angry that he had already lost his mind. He watched his son be killed in front of him, how could he not be angry?

However, Mu Yun’s target was not him at all.

"Colossus puppet, kill!"

In an instant, the giant puppet appeared in front of Mu Yun, roaring and rushing towards Ling Qingtian.

As one of the top ten immortal kings, Ling Qingtian's attack is very domineering.

However, no matter how domineering he is, Mu Yun believes that the Colossus puppet can definitely resist!

And what he wants to kill and deal with is Blood Wurong!

At this moment, seeing Mu Yun coming towards him, Xue Wuqing's face was calm and without any fear.

A god of death scythe in his hand suddenly appeared.

The sickle was three meters long and the sickle blade was as wide as a palm, emitting a faint cold light, nearly half a meter stretching out.

"Mu Yun, do you think that my Xue Wuqing is the Xue Wuqing who respectfully called you Senior Mu?"

"I'll show you how powerful my bloodline is!"

Ye Wuqing held the Death Scythe with both hands. Looking closely, the Death Scythe with Xue Wuqing was extremely compatible. It was obvious that it was also an imperial-level immortal weapon.
To be continued...