Boom... In an instant, a deafening roar sounded at this moment.

The earth is rolling.

The power fluctuates layer by layer.

At this moment, Mu Yun's aura spread to the extreme.

At this moment, Qiu He and Jiang Yuan were both terrified to discover it.

The aura in Mu Yun's body was even more powerful than theirs.

How did this guy! How did he reach this point in his cultivation?

The violent roar gradually retreated.

Mu Yun was standing there at this moment, with a cold face.

The Eight Desolate Swords in their hand were quietly suspended without any fluctuations.

At this moment, Mu Yun felt that his body and mind were very stable at this moment.

And opposite it, Ming Shanyu's face was gloomy and terrifying.

The ticking blood flowed down his arms.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

Mingshanyu was still injured by Mu Yun.

How did Mu Yun do this?

"Today, you all are going to die!"

With a sword, Mu Yun was extremely domineering at this moment.

In the late stage of the Heavenly Lord, he showed the arrogance and confidence of the Heavenly Lord.

In the formation, screams sounded.

Mu Yun held the sword and the killing aura was very strong.

Mingshan Yu is completely powerless to resist at this moment.

Even if you use the pod seal, you will still be defeated.

Mu Yun's sword is invincible.

At this moment, corpses were lying down in the formation.

Ming Shanyu, Jiang Yuan and Qiu He also died unwillingly under Mu Yun's sword.

And the rest of the people are even more worth mentioning.

In the formation, blood gradually flowed out... "Huhh..." Everything ended, Mu Yun sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

He thought that he would control the Eight Desolate Swords, with a powerful sword, and would be very relaxed when facing the peak of the Heavenly Lord.

However, he underestimated all kinds of geniuses.

These guys have more or less their own trump cards.

It is not that simple to kill them.

At this moment, Mu Yun's devouring power was opened, and pure energy and spirit entered his body.

Gradually, as time passed by, the breath rose in Mu Yun's body.

Although he has not reached the peak of the Heavenly Lord, he has greatly improved in the late stage of the Heavenly Lord.

After searching the people around, Mu Yun left.

In the past, he was fed alone and his whole family was not hungry, so these things might not be plundered.

But now, in the huge cloud palace, he was hungry, and he was unwilling to give up any of them.

Leave here and continue to move towards the depths of the fog.

Mu Yun kept killing strange beasts in the thick fog.

But this time, the harvest has become much less.

And as Mu Yun continued to move forward, he felt that the thick fog in front of him became dim.

And at the same time, outside the mountains.

Figures came through the sky.

"Brother of the Ancestral Tomb!"

A shout sounded.

"Where are people?"

"Brother Zu Yuan has already brought his people in, and Mingshanyu from the Vajra Nether Gear Tortoise tribe has also entered."

Hearing this, the ancestor tomb browsed slightly and said slowly: "Let's go in and take a look!"

"yes!"

At the same time, two more teams arrived at this moment.

Seeing the two leaders, the ancestor tomb couldn't help frowning.

"Jiang Gaoming!"

"Fu Hang!"

These two people are also at the peak of the Heavenly Lord.

But the ancestor tomb knew that these two people were as strong as theirs and should not be underestimated.

"Ancestral Tomb, it seems you have received news too?"

Fu Hang smiled slightly, looked at the ancestral tomb and said, "I think this place is a good place. Let's go in together?"

"OK!"

At this moment, the Zuling smiled faintly and said, "But, Jiang Gaoming, where are you?"

"I won't go with you."

Jiang Gaoming smiled and said, "Our opportunity belongs to each other and we don't interfere with each other. I think it's the best!"

Hearing this, the ancestor tomb didn't say much and took people into it directly... At the same time, a man standing next to Jiang Gaoming whispered in a low voice: "Senior Brother Jiang, that Mu Yun..." "Mu Yun..." Jiang Gaoming's eyes flashed and he slowly said: "Let it go!"

"yes!"

...At this moment, in the mountains, the thick fog dissipated, Mu Yun's figure appeared in front of an ancient city.

It is said to be an ancient city, but in fact, it is more like tribal buildings gathered together.

There are no city walls, no decent streets.

Mu Yun stepped out and looked at the thick fog behind him.

This place is getting weirder and weirder.

At the same time, Mu Yun also felt that many people walked out of the thick fog and entered the ancient city ahead.

But everyone works on their own and they are not willing to cause trouble for each other, and they don’t care about each other.

Mu Yun came to the ancient city.

The main halls and palaces are magnificent and magnificent, stretching for hundreds of miles.

However, the palaces are very disordered, and the streets are all turned around, unlike those cities with extremely meticulous construction specifications, with straight roads.

Mu Yun stepped out and came to a palace and stopped.

A palace gate had already collapsed.

Mu Yun stepped into it, and a stream of dust came to his face.

This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

Unlike other relics, although it has been a long time, it is still well preserved.

It looks really broken here.

Mu Yun looked around the hall and frowned slightly.

Is this the case here?

After all, it is Yangyun Palace, the palace once set up under the throne of the Heavenly Lord, which was not defeated like this, right?

Mu Yun looked at the halls with a skeptical attitude, but it was very strange to the end.

There is almost no place to be preserved intact.

There were many figures around, obviously like Mu Yun, with almost no gains.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun felt a little confused.

In the end, Mu Yun gave up.
To be continued...