At this moment, on the banner of the bloody palace, the four big words "Flying Dragon and Phoenix" hit Mu Yun's heart, making Mu Yun completely crazy.

"The Tomb of Blood Lord!"

The four big characters of the Tomb of Blood Lord, in front of the banner of the palace, the four big characters of blood color made Mu Yun crazy and made Mu Yun collapse.

"Blood Owl, Blood Owl, I don't believe you're dead, I don't believe you're dead!"

Mu Yun roared wildly, clenched his hands tightly, and blood flowed out from his fingertips. Gradually, all the power in his body swept wildly at this moment, rushing towards the gate of the hall.

But everything is futile.

Mu Yun threw all his strength into the hall, unable to shake the gate of the hall at all.

At this moment, Mu Yun had never hated himself so much, hated his incompetence, and hated his weakness.

"Zhu Xian Map, come out!"

Mu Yun's voice was deserted and he suddenly shouted.

"What's the matter? The last time the wasteland was not enough to make me spend too much effort to communicate with you, you..."

"Open the gate of this hall!"

"Hey hey hey, I'm not your guard, it's just a cooperative relationship at best. Don't order me!" Zhu Xiantu said dissatisfied.

"Open, or not?"

Mu Yun said coldly: "I know you can open this hall. I know you have an extraordinary origin. But now, you exist in my mind. I think, maybe you have already established a connection with me?"

"If you are strong, I can be strong, but on the other hand, if something happens to me, you don't want to live, right?"

"You threaten me?"

"That's right, I'm just threatening you, or not!" Mu Yun shouted coldly.

Mu Yun didn't know who built this hall, but it was the cemetery of the Blood Owl. With his current strength, it was simply a delusion to open it.

Therefore, he had to rely on the power of Zhuxiantu!

"Don't open!"

Zhu Xiantu is tough.

Tens of millions of years ago, its existence was the crazy yearning of countless people.

Mu Yun actually dared to order him!

"Don't open it, right?"

Looking at the Zhuxian Picture, Mu Yun said indifferently.

Slowly, Mu Yun raised his palm, and the crazy aura of heaven and earth surged at this moment. All the power in Mu Yun's body became violent at this moment.

On his nine-level soul altar, cracks appeared one after another.

"What are you doing? If you continue like this, you will die?" Zhu Xiantu said in surprise.

"If you don't open it, I will detonate my soul altar to open this purpose. I want to know how my brother died and who harmed him!"

"Stop, stop, I'll help you drive, I'll help you drive!"

Zhu Xiantu is afraid at this moment. If Mu Yun is really dead, then its value will be gone and it cannot let Mu Yun die.

"open!"

Mu Yun said in a cold voice.

After the words fell, the Zhu Xiantu started to flip inside Mu Yun's mind, and a special force swept across Mu Yun's body.

Gently, using those powers, Mu Yun slapped out with his palm.

squeak……

A creaking sound rang out, and the gate of the Blood-colored Hall was completely opened.

However, the blood-colored river water was automatically blocked, and Mu Yun stepped into the hall in one step.

A rumbling sound rang out. With this step, Mu Yun's entire body almost used up all his strength.

However, there was no obstacle at the entrance of the hall, Mu Yun just took this step simply.

But this step took his life!

He raised his eyes and looked ahead, Mu Yun's body suddenly became stunned. At this moment, his whole body seemed to have completely collapsed.

Step by step, he walked to the front of the hall and came to the center of the hall. Mu Yun bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a thud.

In the middle of the hall, a figure sat proudly.

The man was wearing a blood-red cloak, his face was as sharp as a knife, his eyes were starry eyebrows, and his eyebrows were filled with a hint of freedom and freedom, despising the authority of the world.

At this moment, the figure, with his hands on his knees, sat upright and looked ahead.

"Blood Owl..."

However, looking at the whole body without a trace of breath, but the body was a complete figure, Mu Yun's tears overflowed from his eyes.

Dead!

His best brother in the past is dead!

"Bastard, bastard, how can you die here? Have you forgotten everything you said before?"

Mu Yun roared.

In front of me, the corpse sitting upright seemed to stand up at this moment and smiled at Mu Yun.

"Brother Mu, my name is Xue Xiao, haha... I am not practicing martial arts to fight for dominance of the world or kill people, but to be able to walk freely between the world and freely."

"Brother Yun, you are entering the country too fast, I can't catch up!"

"Brother, I am now at the ninth level of the Feather Fairyland, isn't it amazing?"

"What, you have reached the tenth level? I...I, I..."

"Brother, the worlds are not my goal. I just want to stay in the three thousand small worlds, be free and happy, and do it in a straightforward manner."

"Brother, you must be in the world of thousands of great things. Get up! Who dares to bully me in this place in the future? I will go up and shout, send a hundred thousand immortal soldiers to help me, how majestic!"

"And I must take me to see the world. Although I can't bear to leave the small world, I am very happy to see the scene in the big world. And I also want to see your majestic look!"

"elder brother……"

At this moment, Mu Yun felt the scenes of the past appear in front of him.

"ah……"

With both hands scratching the head, tears flowed across Mu Yun's eyes, and blood-colored tears made Mu Yun's whole body begin to tremble.

The joy of the serrated blood fish at the beginning turned into grief at this moment.

The strong contrast made Mu Yun look crazy.

For a moment, Mu Yun knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, looked at the figure in front of him, silent, and his eyes were stained with blood.

At the same time, three thousand small worlds, a figure appeared on the top of a floating mountain.

The floating mountains stand majestic, and the true essence of heaven and earth seems to be constantly gathering towards this place.

Hanging mountain!

Among the entire three thousand small worlds, the most mysterious and powerful place.

Every warrior who walked out here is the powerful place where the sound of the sound shook the three thousand small worlds.

Here are existences that neither the Seven Star Gate nor the Holy Bird Gate dare to provoke.

"Well? I felt the breath of the Blood Owl and had been dead for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, his hidden body finally appeared!"

The figure moved his fingers and opened his eyes. The eyes seemed to have reached the place where Mu Yun was through countless voids.

Buzz...

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in the bloody palace where Mu Yun was.

The man, wearing a black robe, appeared in front of Mu Yun out of thin air with a sense of uneven power.

"Huh? Such a humble and weak human can actually enter here?"

Looking at Mu Yun, the phantom said in surprise: "Who are you? How could it appear in the tomb of Blood Owl?"

"I should ask you this sentence, right?"

Looking at the figure, Mu Yun shouted.

"Who are you? Why did you appear here?" Mu Yun stood up and shouted at the figure.

"Is it worthy of knowing my existence like an ant?" The black figure snorted coldly, and directly, Mu Yun spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, but his stubborn legs were forcibly supporting his body.

"I saw you kneeling very happily just now, why don't you kneel? Kneel down!"

The black figure looked at Mu Yun, slapped his illusory palm and directly hit Mu Yun.

"Ji Wusheng, you can touch him at all. Today, I will prevent you from leaving here!"
To be continued...