A figure stood proudly in the center of the ruins.

He was wearing a long black gown, his hair was pulled up, and a strand of hair was blowing in the wind in front of his forehead. His left eye was bleeding with blood, and blood lines were scattered around his left eye. He looked extremely terrifying.

It was Mu Yun.

As for the other person, his hair was messy, his blood was blistered, and it was torn in several places, showing that he was ruthless in blood.

"You should know that after spending so much time with me, I will never tolerate betrayal!"

Looking at Xue Wuqing, Mu Yun walked out step by step and said calmly: "But, you still chose to betray!"

Mu Yun waved his hand gently, patted Xue Wuqing's shoulder, and said: "Under the Nine Springs, Xue Yi is waiting for you. You and your son, please think about it again, whether it is right or wrong!"

In an instant, the bloody figure turned into an afterimage and completely collapsed...

Bloodless, die!

This scene immediately made everyone present feel fear spreading.

He was ruthless and at the half-emperor level, but in the end, he still died in the hands of Mu Yun.

Ling Qingtian knew that this fairy world was about to change.

Mu Yun, it can be said that he killed Xue Wuwu and became the first person under the Immortal Emperor!

Such glory, such holy honor, he alone has surpassed the ten immortal kings!

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun took a breath.

This feeling of being betrayed is uncomfortable, but the feeling of killing the betrayer with your own hands after being betrayed is even more unbearable.

Suddenly, Mu Yun turned around and pointed his spear directly at Ling Qingtian.

"Ling Qingtian, you also have a share of the credit for my disciple's affairs, right?"

Between Mu Yun's brows, a murderous aura emerged, and his soul consciousness emerged.

Just now, he had never used his Half-Emperor Domain, but now, with Xue Wuqing's death, his Half-Emperor Domain was fully activated, and his whole aura was completely different.

"Muyun, don't do this nonsense!"

Ling Qingtian shouted: "You can kill Ling Mingxuan, but when you kill me, have you considered the anger of the entire Ling Pavilion?"

"Does Lingge's anger come from your father?"

"Of course it's not just my father!"

Ling Qingtian said again: "You have to know that Lingge has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is more than one Immortal Emperor. Are you sure you want to go against Lingge like this? The result is definitely not what you want to see!"

"It's really not what I want to see!"

Mu Yun said again: "But you can't see it!"

"Even if there are more than a dozen Immortal Emperors hidden in your Ling Pavilion, if I want to kill you today, even if Ling Jiutian comes, I can't stop you!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

Behind Mu Yun, a figure stepped forward. His whole body was as calm as an old man sitting in a rural village.

This is Ling Jiutian.

He looks untainted by the world, but in fact, he has a deep heart.

"Old guy, you're here!"

Mu Yun looked at Ling Jiutian and said with a faint smile: "It just so happens that the four generations of your grandfather and grandson are coming one by one, and one by one... they will die!"

"When you reach the half-emperor realm, your tone becomes a lot more arrogant!"

Looking at Mu Yun, Ling Jiutian smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? Do you really think that you were able to create the Yun League back then because Mu Yun was strong enough?"

"Your Yun League only does not threaten the most fundamental interests of the major realms. But now, if you don't know how to end it and restrain your behavior, then the Yun League and you will surely perish!"

"What a loud tone!"

Mu Yun laughed.

"It seems that, as expected, there are quite a lot of Immortal Emperors in the major realms besides me, Yunmeng. On the surface, an Immortal Emperor has been released to guard the foundation of the realm. In private, those old antiques are working hard to

Attack the divine realm!"

"Since you know, you still do this..."

"That's what I want!"

Mu Yun said forcefully: "If they want to kill me, they will show up to kill me. But my disciples, I can beat them, scold them, punish them, but who do you think they are? When will it be your turn?"

Come for punishment?"

"Mu Yun, stop it, you've had enough!"

"not enough!"

Mu Yun said again: "Unless, Ling Jiutian, you make your son unable to see, hear, and lose his soul, then I will consider letting you live in the spiritual realm!"

Let go of the spiritual realm?

Hearing this, Ling Jiutian smiled.

"Mu Yun, you should know that I practice the Great Destiny Technique. The so-called destiny is Qi. Your Qi is not as good as that one, so I had no choice but to choose that one and gave up on you. Originally, I planned to support you, but

Sorry, I believe my own calculation!"

"The Great Destiny Technique is indeed enough to predict, but you should also know that the change of one thing is enough to change a person's fate. For example, today, I killed your father and son. Do you think you and your son still have a destiny?

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Arrogant!

Arrogant!

Arrogant!

After hearing Mu Yun's words, everyone present was startled.

What he said was too presumptuous.

"Killing Xue Wuwu gave you a lot of confidence!"

Ling Jiutian smiled lightly, and the domain gradually spread. Suddenly, a pressure came straight towards Mu Yun.

At this moment, Mu Yun only had a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

His mind began to communicate with the Nine Spirits Seizing Heaven Monument.

In the first stone tablet, the swarming blood energy was mobilized at this moment.

The violent power increased one after another. At this moment, Mu Yun's strength was growing crazily all over his body.

"My dear grandson, I never thought you could do it yourself!"

At this moment, Mu Fengchen's thoughts were shouting excitedly inside the holy monument.

Last time, Mu Yun summoned him, and he was able to let Mu Yun use the secret of the holy monument.

But this time, it was Mu Yun who began to condense the secrets of the holy monument on his own.

"Grandpa is here to help you. Otherwise, if you attack Ling Qingtian on your own and rely on this move, it will be enough to kill him, but attacking a low-ranking Immortal Emperor like Ling Jiutian will be difficult!"

"Can I add grandpa?"

"Of course you can, hahaha..."

Mu Fengchen laughed loudly.

At this moment, behind Mu Yun, a holy monument suddenly appeared.

That was the first holy monument.

On the holy monument, at this moment, rays of light condensed, rising against the storm.

"this……"

Ling Jiutian was startled at this moment, but he was in the realm of the Immortal Emperor after all. Although he was surprised when he saw this scene, he was not panicked.

"Words of Destiny!"

Ling Jiutian gave a low drink, and murmured something unknown in his mouth. Word by word, it floated out and scattered in the air, giving people a very gloomy feeling.

Those words turned into their true form and directly surrounded Ling Jiutian's body. Some of the fonts were even spreading, condensing into a large seal in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun only had a trace of ridicule on his lips.

He has seen the power of this move before. Thinking about it this time, no matter what methods Ling Jiutian uses, it will be of no avail.

Gradually, behind him, the holy monument began to grow rapidly, reaching a size of nearly a kilometer.

And inside the holy monument, a figure stepped out.

"Meteor rain!"

These four simple, emotionless words fell down at this moment.
To be continued...