With the eyes of the sky opened, Mu Yun instantly felt that wherever his gaze went, the raised boulder beca completely different.
Blocks of boulders piled up and turned into rays of light, all flooding into his body.
From the left eye, there was no change.
It's strange here!
Mu Yun didn't say much, suddenly, from the light, a figure stepped forward lightly.
A Tsing Yi, with a purple cloak, is quite charming and moving, and it makes people unforgettable just by looking at it.
Extrely beautiful and touching.
"Is this... the purple emperor?" Mu Yun was startled.
"You don't care who she is, an old witch!" Guiyi urged at this mont: "Hurry up and do your business. In this ancient formation, there is a huge source of energy hidden, and it has huge benefits that you can't think of."
"Slowly understand for yourself!"
When the words of Guiyi fell, a breath of the gods appeared and disappeared.
Although Mu Yun was curious at the mont, he also knew that Guiyi could solve it, so he didn't have to worry.
The right eye was completely opened at this mont, and a ray of fla slowly swept away.
Imdiately afterwards, a wave of righteousness fell from the sky, and all fell into his body.
"This is... the spirit of the holy king!"
Mu Yun was startled at the mont.
But I didn't have ti to think about it. The aura of the holy king ca over the sky, rushing into Mu Yun's body, and disappeared.
At the sa ti, Normalization turned into a phantom, but floating out, the figure appeared in an empty vast world.
He was dressed in white, with long and wicked hair, showing gray, but he had a face that was almost a wicked teenager.
"Um?"
In front of him, the woman stood still, with a touch of surprise between her eyebrows, and then she seed to think of sothing in general, and said in surprise: "Are you...Guiyi?"
"Ziyuan, you still rember !"
"Of course I rember you, I..."
The woman was tense at the mont, and said: "You are not dead, are you...... Isn't he also dead?"
"He's dead!" Guiyi said with a dim look: "I haven't seen him for so many years, you still care about him."
"I waited for him for millions of years, just to let him turn around and take a look at ." Shion looked sad at the mont.
"As the patriarch of the Purple Spirit Clan, Lord Zidi, this is not like what you said." Guiyi smiled bitterly.
"Is it useful? I couldn't keep him after all."
Ziyuan sighed at this mont: "The two of you appeared in Kunxu Realm back then, creating Xiaoyao Mountain, how easy is it to be at ease? If it weren't for him, how can I have the na of Zidi, let alone the ancient sage emperor realm, it is the sage emperor realm. As far as I am concerned, it is all difficult to climb into the sky."
Guiyi was silent.
Slowly, the Empress Ziyuan said again: "Who is that child?"
"It's... his hope!"
Guiyi smiled and said, "After we left that year, many things happened, and Ye Xiaoyao also had a child of his own."
Shion's face beca stiff when she heard this.
"This child is his grandson..." Guiyi scratched his head and said, "The matter is quite complicated. You have been dead for a million years. You may not know what happened recently."
"After all, he doesn't have in his heart."
"Perhaps..." Guiyi scratched his head again and said, "Perhaps he has you in his heart? It's just that he knows it's a way of no return, so he can't take you."
"I am willing to die with him..."
"Forehead……"
Guiyi was quite embarrassed at the mont.
"This was originally built by my descendants before I sat down. Seeing you can enter, it should be brought in by my people?" Empress Ziyuan said lightly: "This inheritance has stayed for a million years, you guys. If he cos earlier, this child may be able to directly accept the inheritance to reach the Holy King. Now, at best, he can help him reach the Holy King!"
"Holy King... enough..."
"Then trouble you to help with one thing!" Ziyuan said faintly: "I have inherited a sacred tactic from the Purple Spirit Clan, called the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art. You should know it!"
"Delivered to your descendants?"
"Um!"
"Wrap it on !" Guiyi said rather boldly.
Shion glanced at it and said, "You haven't changed for so many years."
"As you know, I hold the side of ti and space. Ti is nothing to ."
"Although I miss him all my heart, but after all, you and I are friends too, I suggest you, it is best to keep a low profile, after all, the **** emperor has been looking for you, not just you..."
"I see."
Go nodded.
"Having waited for a million years, I don't know what I am waiting for. Maybe today, I should... leave completely!" The words of the Empress Ziyuan fell, and her figure gradually collapsed.
At this mont, Mu Yun gritted his teeth, the madness of the holy king flowed into his body.
And at this mont, there was a faint sacred breath on the surface of his body, which was a kind of majestic sacred breath, like the king of the multitude, which makes people afraid to look directly at it.
"The Spirit of the Holy King..."
Feng Yuer and Zi Qingyan were also surprised.
"This guy is about to break through and reach the Saint King's small position."
Zi Qingyan smacked his lips and said: "What a strange person..."
"He has always been outstanding." Feng Yuer exclaid.
Slowly, Mu Yun's breath gradually stabilized.
Holy King's small position.
Arrived at this mont, Mu Yun just realized that the Saint King's small position is powerful, the source of energy in his body is crowded, the spiritual energy is gathered, and the holy king's aura is constantly being born around his body.
This holy king's aura, like a protection from heaven and earth, always lingers around the body.
"Promoted?"
As soon as Mu Yun woke up, the voice of unity in his heart sounded.
"Well, Saint King Realm, arrived!" Mu Yun was quite excited.
"Here!"
Guiyi didn't have a good air: "This is the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art. The Ziyuan Empress of the Purple Spirit Race left her descendants and passed it on to you. You will give this Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art to her descendants. "
Mu Yun put away the purple spirit blood tactics, but obviously felt that the tone of Guiyi was wrong.
"what happened to you?"
"What can I do?" Gui Yi said in a bad mood: "You stinky n provoke won all day long, and there are love debts everywhere. Ye Xiaoyao is, your father...your father is not, so are you..."
"When you hang up in the future, Qin ngyao and ng Zimo will hate forever."
"It sounds like you are not a man..." Mu Yun said angrily.
"Slly boy, you say it again..."
Mu Yun ignored the unity.
It seems that this Ziyuan empress had an indissoluble bond with her grandfather back then.
Mu Yun exhaled at this mont, waking up from his concentration.
"Brother Mu, you have broken through the realm of the Saint King!"
"Um!"
Mu Yun nodded and said: "Heaven and earth source power is quite different here, but it's a bit special. I've been stuck in the ancient sage extre position for a long ti."
Mu Yun's words fell, looking at Zi Qingyan aside, and said: "Zi Qingyan, you just said that this was built by a female emperor of your Purple Spirit Race?"
"Um!"
Zi Qingyan said helplessly: "It has existed for millions of years, but it is a pity that we, the Ziling clan, have not been able to see through the secrets."
"Are you looking for this?"
Mu Yun said, his palm stretched out.
"This is... the Purple Spirit Blood Jue, the Purple Spirit Blood Jue!"
Zi Qingyan was trembling with excitent at this mont.
"Is this important?"
"Of course!"
Zi Qingyan hurriedly said: "This is the female emperor of our Purple Spirit Race who spent hundreds of thousands of years to condense a sacred tactic that is super powerful. Once there was a sacred tactic, it was impossible for my Purple Spirit Race to fall. To the eighth-class race."
"Thank you, Mu Yun, thank you!"
Zi Qingyan grabbed Mu Yun and said, "No, no, no, I must take you back to the Hui clan, my father and them will definitely thank you in various ways!"
"this……"
Mu Yun felt guilty at this mont. If Zi Qingyan knew that he had inherited the Zidi inheritance, I wonder if he would be so grateful to him.
However, the purple emperor has been passed on for a long ti, and the effect is far from being as powerful as it was at the beginning.
Compared to the Zi Ling Blood Jue, this inheritance is drizzle, and Mu Yun comforted himself so.
"I broke through here, and I saw a fairy walking towards . That fairy was very beautiful. She handed this thing to and handed it over to you from the Purple Spirit Race."
"That's the Lady Empress!"
Zi Qingyan hurriedly knelt on her knees, looked around the peaks, and prayed devoutly.
"No matter what, thank you Muyun, this is too precious to our Purple Spirit Race."
Zi Qingyan said earnestly at the mont: "I will tell my father about this matter. We, the Purple Spirit Race, will all regard you as a friend."
Mu Yun just smiled wryly for a while.
Zi Qingyan was too fussy.
How did he know that the Purple Spirit Blood Secret Art is no different from the long-awaited inheritance treasure for the Purple Spirit Race. This holy Secret Art not only contains killer moves, but also a practice thod that helps them control the blood line inheritance of the Purple Spirit Race. Tactics.
The Purple Emperor possesses great authority within the Purple Spirit Clan, and even now, the Purple Spirit Clan worships it, precisely for this reason.
Now it is no different than finding a national treasure, Zi Qingyan's excitent can be imagined.
"At the mont we seem to think more about how to get out!" Li Aoxue looked around and suddenly said.
"I just checked the surroundings, the dwarves and the Necromancer Guild are still looking for us!" Mu Yun nodded as soon as he said this.
Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan also nodded slightly at this mont.
Mu Yun looked at the two and said: "Maybe I have so solutions, but the process may be more painful, I don't know if you can stick to it."
"tell the story!"
"There is a special fla in my body that is similar to the source fire, which may be able to expel the dead soul bone poison, but it should be more painful."
Mu Yun said earnestly: "I have never reached the realm of the Saint King before, so the control of that fla cannot be said to be perfect. Now, I can control it perfectly, but you..."
"no problem!"
"no problem!"
Almost at the sa ti, Feng Yuer and Zi Qingyan both spoke.
Feng Yu'er smiled and said: "Brother Mu, Zi Qingyan and I are both in the extre position of the holy king, you might underestimate us!"
Mu Yun nodded slightly.
He didn't underestimate Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan, but the four-spirit divine fire that rged the four source fires, the power...too overbearing.
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