Around the surroundings, the sword energy gradually dissipated.

Mu Yun's figure fell steadily.

Corpse fell to the ground one after another.

A sword and cold light cut the enemy's head.

At this moment, Mu Yun gradually realized the mystery of the Hanging Sun Sword in his heart.

Gather all the sword energy, condense it to a point, and then explode.

It is different from the Sword of Chuxue.

Sure enough, fighting is the best way to improve.

Only by fighting can we impress the warriors and make the warriors more sensitive in their thinking.

“Lord!”

At this moment, Panguling came and saw Mu Yun, and said in surprise.

"I've made a fortune!"

Panguling's expression was a little exaggerated.

Um?

Mu Yun followed Pangu Ling and entered the hall.

A rich breath swept across the body.

I saw a dragon head on the wall at the end of the hall, which appeared at this moment.

"Um?"

At this moment, the supreme spiritual liquid was flowing out of the dragon head.

Like a fountain.

"Do you pretend?"

"nonsense!"

Mu Yun spoke directly.

Panguling didn't talk nonsense, just pretended.

"What's that hard to do?"

The sound of unity sounds at this moment.

"Put it away with the Heaven-killing Map and give it to your Yun Palace disciples!"

"good!"

Mu Yun made up his mind and started immediately.

The map of the sky is spread out at this moment.

A stream of supreme spiritual liquid flowed into the scroll and disappeared.

Panguling did not speak when he saw this scene.

He knew the wonderful use of the Zhutian Map.

The interior forms its own space, and it has a radius of three thousand miles.

At this moment, the supreme spiritual liquid flowed into the Zhutian Map, gradually gathering into a message, a river, and a Yangtze River.

But there was still no stopping in the dragon head.

Mu Yun was shocked.

There are so many supreme spiritual liquids, at least tens of billions! Isn’t it too scary?

At this moment, the Supreme Spirit Liquid continued to flow down.

Inside the map of the sky.

The supreme spiritual liquid enters and accumulates into rivers, and even the surrounding mountains, rivers and trees are affected at this moment.

The abundant supreme spiritual liquid drifted away.

The flowers, plants and trees were shining brightly under the baptism of the Supreme Spirit Liquid.

Ordinary flowers and plants are now as if they have achieved real spiritual grass and spirit flowers.

At this moment, Mu Yun felt that the power in his body was condensing.

It is the power in the Heavenly Priest.

Invisibly, it seemed that a resonance power was generated, allowing him to closely combine with the Zhutian Tu.

And in the cloud realm, there were a lot of forces gathered into his body from the sky, the earth, the mountains, and the rivers.

Cloud Realm! Mu Yun’s name for the world in the Zhutian Map.

This is his world, the world he condensed, and it is nothing wrong to call it the Cloud Realm.

Mu Yun even thought about it.

If your cloud world continues to expand, will it eventually become vast and vast, surpass Canglan and become a world covering Canglan and all worlds?

How grand would that be?

When it reaches that point, it can no longer be called the Cloud Realm.

But the vast cloud world! The sky is vast and the earth is vast, and the vast cloud world is endless.

Retrieving his overly misty thoughts, Mu Yun felt that power.

From the mountains, from the rivers, from flowers and plants, and even the air, a kind of power is fed back into Mu Yun's body.

"This is..." "Extraordinary power..." "The power generated by thousands of sources!"

Mu Yun murmured: "The power of thousands of sources!"

At this moment, Mu Yun was a little stunned.

There is no other reason.

Once upon a time, this power might also exist in the Zhutian Map.

But for a long time, there is a tree of the world in the map of Zhu Tian.

In the World Tree, a continuous stream of world power was born, which was the purest power, suppressing his feelings about the power of thousands of sources.

This power of ten thousand sources was produced by the heaven and earth in the Zhutian Map! At this moment, Mu Yun raised his palm slightly.

Wave your palm.

Bang... A wisp of power from thousands of sources condensed at this moment.

It hit the void, and suddenly, cracks appeared in the void.

Panguling, who saw this scene, felt trembling.

Too strong.

What move is this?

At this moment, the most surprising thing is Mu Yun.

It is indeed very strong! "The power of ten thousand sources...the power born in the Zhutian Map..." Mu Yun murmured.

This may become his killer move.

The explosion of such power is stronger than the power of the world.

After all, he could not control the power of the world now.

But he can control the power of thousands of sources and move as he likes.

A smile rose from Mu Yun's mouth.

This trial really...has a completely different feeling.

The increase in strength makes Mu Yun feel happy.

"It's over..." The protruding dragon head on the wall was no longer sprayed with supreme spiritual liquid.

But, it's enough! At this moment, Mu Yun was almost excited to cry when he saw the supreme spiritual liquid that had lasted thousands of miles in the Zhutian Map.

How many do you have to do this?

Tens of billions?

Tens of billions of drops are considered a ball! There are at least one trillion drops of Supreme Spirit Liquid! Mu Yun even suspected that even second-class forces may not necessarily gather so many.

This place is amazing.

With these supreme spiritual liquids, a large number of supremes can be quickly born in the Cloud Palace.

No! It was not that a large number of supremes were born quickly.
To be continued...