Chapter 335： Tomb of the Blood Lord (2/2)
”Brother, you must be in the thousands of worlds. Force it! Who dares to bully me in this place in the future, I will go up and shout, you send a hundred thousand immortal soldiers to help me, that's how awesome!”
”And I must take me to meet the world. Although I can't bear to bear on the small world, I am very happy to see the scene in the big world, and I also want to see how you look prestigious!”
”brother……”
At this moment, Mu Yun felt the scenes of the past suddenly appear before his eyes.
”what……”
Grabbing his head with both hands, in Mu Yun's eyes, tears flowed down his cheeks, **** tears made Mu Yun's whole body begin to tremble.
The joy of seeing the serrated blood fish at first, at this moment, all turned into grief.
The strong contrast made Mu Yun seem crazy.
For a moment, Mu Yun knelt on the ground, lowered his head, looked at the figure in front of him, was silent, his eyes were blood-stained.
At the same time, three thousand small worlds, on the top of a suspended mountain group, a figure suddenly appeared.
Suspended mountains, towering majestic, heaven and earth true essence, as if constantly converging towards here.
Hanging Mountain!
The most mysterious and powerful place in the entire three thousand small worlds.
Here, every warrior who walks out is a powerful place in the Three Thousand Shocking World.
Here is the existence that the Seven Star Gate and Saint Bird Gate are afraid to provoke.
”Huh? Feel the breath of the blood owl. He has been dead for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, his hidden body finally appeared!”
With a finger movement of that figure, his eyes opened, and those eyes seemed to reach the place where Mu Yun was directly through countless voids.
Om...
Suddenly, in the Scarlet Palace where Mu Yun was located, a figure suddenly appeared.
The man was dressed in a black robe, and his whole body, with an aura of no anger and prestige, just appeared in front of Mu Yun out of thin air.
”Huh? Such a humble and weak human being can actually enter here?”
Looking at Mu Yun, the phantom said in surprise: ”Who are you? How could you appear in the grave of Bloodlord?”
”This sentence, I should ask you, right?”
Looking at that figure, Mu Yun shouted.
”Who are you? How come you are here?” Mu Yun stood up, looked at the figure and shouted.
”Is something like ants worthy of knowing my existence?” The black figure snorted, and directly, Mu Yun spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of Mu Yun's mouth, but those stubborn legs were forcibly supporting his body.
”I saw you kneel very happy just now, why don't you kneel now? Kneel down!”
The black figure looked at Mu Yun, slapped his illusory palm, and slammed it directly at Mu Yun.
”Extreme Wusheng, you move him a little bit, today, I will make you unable to leave this place!”
However, when that illusory palm was about to shoot Mu Yun's chest, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
I saw a ray of soul rise in the body of the sitting blood owl, turning into a figure, floating above the corpse, waving a palm of his hand, and smashing that power away.
”Blood Owl...”
”Little brother!”
Looking at the phantom, Mu Yun was stunned.
”Brother Yun!”
Xue Xiao looked at Mu Yun, smiled slightly, and said: ”First solve this troublesome thing, I will tell you again!”
Hearing the words of Xue Xiao, Mu Yun's body trembled.
Brother Yun!
Very familiar appellation, but now he is very different from ten thousand years ago. He is a completely different person. How does the blood owl recognize himself?
”Extremely Wusheng, you Xuankong Mountain is now the overlord of three thousand small worlds, no one can shake it, but in the tomb of my blood, it is not your turn to be presumptuous.”
”You really still have a trace of remnant soul, do you still want to live?” Ji Wusheng said indifferently, looking at the blood owl.
”Live? Haha...”
The blood owl laughed at himself and said, ”I can't finish your so-called life, but this one is far from what you should touch.”
The remnant blood of the blood owl shot directly out of the palm, and suddenly, the illusory figure of Ji Wusheng snorted and exploded with a bang.
At the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles away, on the suspended mountain, the black figure paled and the figure flickered.
”Blood Owl, you can't live, but that young man, who it is, seems quite familiar...” Ji Wusheng frowned slightly, muttering to himself.
At this moment, in the tomb of the blood lord, Mu Yun smiled bitterly at the phantom in front of him.
”Brother, see me, don't have this expression, okay? Look at your two lines of blood and tears, it's scary!” The blood owl looked at Mu Yun and said with a smile.
”You kid, go ahead, what's the matter?”
Mu Yun wiped away his blood and tears, and smiled: ”Did Xuankong Mountain? That person was called Ji Wusheng, right? I remembered it!”
”Brother, don't do stupid things!”
Xue Xiao hurriedly said: ”I am already a dead person. This strand of remnant soul is only caused by my own special technique. I am already completely dead!”
”impossible!”
Mu Yun roared: ”I can survive, you can't die, I must have a way to make you survive!”
”Brother, even if we are between the sky and the earth, the rules of the sky and the earth cannot be changed at all. In the end, we are nothing more than the grass between the sky and the earth!”
”I have a way, I must have a way, I have a Zhuxian map, it has great magical powers, it must be possible, I was not dead back then, you can't die!”
Mu Yun frantically said: ”Zhu Xiantu, just say, you must have a way, right? I died that year, you saved me, and you made me reborn.”
”Between the world and the earth, any strange things can happen, Zhu Xiantu, tell me, do you have a way?”
However, in my mind, as Mu Yun's words fell, that Zhu Xiantu was a powerless thought!