At present, he can't do anything, so he might as well practice here to be safe.

With hundreds of Fengtian Realms around him, and Yan Tingyu is by his side, Mu Yun naturally doesn't have to worry about his own safety.

Unless a title god or a title emperor pops up, they will kill all of them in an instant.

At this time, the fight between the twenty-two half-step emperors was naturally the most eye-catching.

The dominant realms of all sides were fighting fiercely, bringing the world of thousands of miles into the battlefield.

As the war progresses.

Some people also began to target Mu Yun and others and launched an attack.

The Qingmen warriors also began to take action.

Mu Yun sat in place, looking calm.

At this time, Yan Tingyu was beside Mu Yun, looked at Mu Yun without saying anything.

At this time, it is not easy to be able to practice with peace of mind.

But if you think about it carefully, if it were her, it would be very likely that this would be the case.

Now the lowest battle is the Heaven Realm. A person with the fifth level of the Heaven Realm cannot play any role at all.

But time passed by bit by bit.

Suddenly, Yan Tingyu glanced at the chaotic sky and murmured: "Someone is coming."

Yan Tingyu was moved by his words.

This time, it's not ordinary people who come here anymore.

Ye Xingze and Xiao Yuner all looked cautious.

The void was torn apart, and figures came.

And the two leaders, with extraordinary temperament and terrifying fluctuations in the world, seemed to be centered on the two, and burst out at this time.

Beside the two, hundreds of invincible strong men stood still.

Ye Xingze's eyes changed and his expression was horrified.

"Bone Tongcang!"

"Soul Junyan!"

As soon as these words were said, Xiao Yuner's pretty face changed slightly.

Mu Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them.

The leader of the Bone Clan, the Bone Tongcang.

The leader of the Soul Clan, the Soul Junyan.

The big man is here! The two first-class race leaders have arrived in person.

"I didn't expect that Mu Qingyu couldn't help but show us Qingmen Lu this time."

Gu Tongcang has a slender figure and is very thin. He is skinny and bone-like on his cheeks, and is indescribably cold.

The words are also very stiff.

Beside him, the soul Jun Yan, wearing a black robe, smiled and said, "It's time to reach this point, and it's no need to hide it anymore."

Mu Yun looked at the two of them at this time.

The two first-class race leaders are at least surpassing the half-step emperor, right?

The Soul Clan and the Bone Clan are not comparable to the six major families of Xiaoyao Holy Ruins.

Even if they are first-class forces, there is still a gap between them.

The two appeared and looked at Mu Yun.

Gu Tongcang smiled and said, "It's all because of such a boy from the Rongtian Realm. If you think about it carefully, it's a bit ridiculous."

"Chudong!"

"Xiao Wu."

"Nangong Yangtian."

"Tuobahang!"

Gu Tongcang then said, "We are all here, what are you four waiting for?"

Gu Tongcang's words were a bit questioning.

The Soul Clan is not close to Xiaoyao Sacred Ruins. He has come, but the four ancestors of these four major families have not yet appeared.

What do you want to do?

As Gu Tongcang's words fell.

Four figures gradually appeared in the void in four directions.

Each of the four people had different expressions and expressions, which were very unique.

Four ancestors.

Yan Tingyu said slowly at this time: "What trump card does your father have? Let's show it out. There is no way to be good today."

Mu Yun said speechlessly: "I don't even know this Qingmen. Ask me for the trump card..." Yan Tingyu raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

"These six people are all quasi-emperor's strength, and those two may be stronger than me."

Yan Tingyu looked at Gu Tongcang and Hun Junyan and said.

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun looked at Gu Tongcang and Hun Junyan.

This was the first time he had come into contact with the patriarchs of these two major races.

And the other four people are obviously the ancestors of the four major families.

Chudong! Xiao Wu! Nangong Yangtian! Tuobahang! In the past, he followed Ye Xiaoyao's right-hand man.

Today, we will destroy the mainstay of the Ye clan! How ironic?

Mu Yun said at this time: "Wait, there are still people in the Ye tribe who haven't appeared."

Hearing this, Yan Tingyu stopped speaking.

At this moment, the six quasi-emperors stood high.

At this moment, the appearance of the six quasi-emperors made the aura of the twenty-two half-step emperors seem to be greatly pulled.

After all, there is still a big gap between the half-step emperor and the quasi-emperor.

Gu Tongcang glanced at the four people and said nothing.

Then, his eyes glanced around and Gu Tongcang murmured: "For so many years, old friends should meet each other."

"Mo Fangchang."

"Jiang Yu."

"Seventeenth Seventeen."

"Jun Yunzhe!"

"Everyone is here, just come out, there is no need to hide it!"

At this time, Gu Tongcang's words fell and fluctuated again around him.

Mu Yun only felt that two figures appeared beside him almost in the blink of an eye.

It was Mo Fangchang and Jiang Yu.

And the other two figures appeared in front of them.

Seventeen?

Jun Yunzhe?

Are the ancestors of the Huang clan and the Jun clan?

At this moment, four people appeared and the void began to collapse faintly.

Huang Shiqi was still dressed as a farmer and looked forward.

"Chudong, Xiao Wu, you two are not dead yet..." Huang Shiqi smiled and said in a naive manner: "I have been missing for many years. I have invited you to sit in my field all day long. I can't bear to leave the custody, but today I've all gathered."

The patriarch of the Six Major Clans was the pride of heaven among the six major families in the past.

These six family ancestors were the leaders of the six major families in the past, but they have retired for hundreds of thousands of years.

Chu Dong also smiled and said, "The food you cook is too unpalatable, it's better not to eat it."

"Old Chu, I don't like to listen to you anymore. No matter how bad I cook, it's better than Tuobahang, right?"

Hearing this, Tuobahang, with a burly body, his temples turned white, and he sneered: "Huang Shiqi, please shut up."

At this time, Jun Yunzhe was wearing a Confucian shirt, which was elegant and easy-going. He looked in his forties, but his temples were slightly white.
To be continued...