Chapter 1680： 40,000 years of life (2/2)
”This Ancestral Dragon can also devour the Dragon Soul of the Taixu Minglong and strengthen himself. After he is Ancestral Dragon, he is born to be able to contain the blood of the ten great dragons!
When these words came out, Mu Yun gritted his teeth.
”Xie Qing, swallowed the soul of Taixu Minglong, we are ready to... soar!”
”I got a big slot!” Xie Qing suddenly cursed at this moment: ”Flying? Are you teasing me? I finally dominated the fairy world and was about to eat and drink. Tell me to fly?”
”Do not talk nonsense!”
Mu Yun said at the moment: ”I am not flying up now, I can only be trapped in this chaotic space, not to mention beautiful women, the northwest wind doesn't have to drink!”
”Fuck, I fly!”
Xie Qing turned into an afterimage at this moment, and immediately pounced on the body of the Taixu Shenlong and swallowed it directly.
The Blood Owl and the Taixu Shenlong are both prosperous, and they will lose everything if they are damaged. The **** owl is unconscious by him at this moment, and the Taixu Minglong is not much better.
”Mu Yun!”
However, just as Mu Yun was about to swallow, a voice suddenly sounded.
Above the sky, a ray of light rose at this moment.
A transparent figure appeared at this moment.
”Blood Owl!”
Mu Yun looked at the figure and said indifferently.
”Unexpectedly, I worked so hard to refine an external avatar for tens of thousands of years, waiting for you in the fairy world, just to swallow your luck, and I was killed by you!”
”That's a pity!” Mu Yun said coldly: ”You should have killed me when I was only in the realm of human immortality!”
”Do you think I don't want to?”
After the blood owl had his hands down, he wore a blood coat and said lightly: ”If your father hadn't been there, you would have been taken by me. I will still treat you like a brother. When you reach the upper emperor, I will directly devour your luck. It's a pity...”
”Is it very upset? After tens of thousands of years of hard work, I lost it all?”
”lose?”
The blood owl shook his head and said: ”I originally planned that your father will leave. When you reach the realm of the upper immortal emperor, I will kill you directly and plunder your luck. At this time, your luck is the most powerful. Yes, it’s the best for my clone!”
”But now, I have changed my mind!”
”Oh?”
The blood owl said again: ”Since the clone has been destroyed, then I will devour you with my true body, to kill you, Mu Yun, you must be careful, in the God Realm, don't meet me!”
”Do not worry!”
Mu Yun sneered: ”The God Realm is vast, it is too difficult for you to find me, and my soul consciousness is gradually changing. Now you remember my soul consciousness. When I reach the God Realm, I have found my first life disabled. Soul fusion, soul consciousness gradually changes, you still can't find me, the vast God Realm, where are you looking for me?”
”It may not be found!”
The blood owl is still so calm, but the hands in the sleeves are clenched tightly.
”Well, you are just a ray of soul now. You have arrived in the immortal world by chance, and chat with me here. Next time you meet, you will face each other, you and I, chat, but it's not like that!”
”you……”
”get out!”
Mu Yun waved his palm, and immediately, the figure of the blood owl disappeared into smoke at this moment.
At this moment, above the earth, a roar rose to the sky.
Xie Qing's body is extremely tall, at this moment.
At this time, the cyan scale armor on his body was continuously enlarged and radiant, and a tyrannical aura suddenly spread.
The power of that soul consciousness is heart palpitating.
Half-step virtual god!
The so-called half-step virtual **** is to condense the soul, or condense the divine body, to reach the virtual god, which is a half step.
This is exactly what Xie Qing is now.
But at this moment, Mu Yun directly took the body of the blood owl clone with a single claw, not to mention the soul consciousness, even the flesh and blood, he also directly swallowed it together.
Gradually, wisps of pure soul power surged in at this moment...
God Realm, in a big hall of nowhere.
A figure in a blood robe slowly opened his eyes.
”Young Patriarch!”
A middle-aged man stood under His Highness, looking at the man on the heights, and said, ”The elders have found the patriarch again!”
”Huh? What's wrong?”
The man had a pair of pill and phoenix eyes, aiming at the faint blood pattern, spreading to the temples, his long hair tied up, his lips pale, with a touch of indifference.
The blood robe and the blood-colored gown looked very gloomy.
It is the blood owl!
”Among the ten ancient tribes, the royal family and the Murong family have recently appeared a lot of the proud of heaven, all clamoring, too arrogant!”
The middle-aged man said respectfully: ”You also know that since 40,000 years ago, the nine tribes joined forces and annihilated the herdsmen. Now, the nine tribes are no longer united. The Yang tribe is close to our blood tribe, but it is only because they are newcomers. The ancients of China have yet to gain a firm foothold!”
”Say the point!”
Xue Xiao said indifferently.
”Several clan elders believe that you... occupy most of the ancient clan's personnel mobilization and cultivation resources, which has seriously hindered the development of the ancient clan, and want to oust your position as the young patriarch!”
Hearing this, a **** breath spread, and at this moment, the hall slowly burned with a **** smell.
”Stop me?”
The blood owl sneered and said: ”If it weren't for my blood owl, these old antiques would have become running dogs under the shepherd's seat. If I didn't unite with everyone back then, now...”
Halfway through the words of the blood owl, he exhaled and said: ”Don't worry about it, now Mu Yun is not dead, they are more worried about how Mu Yun will come to the gods!”
”Young Patriarch...”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated.
”what happened?”
”I'm afraid the elders don't think so!”
”Huh?” The blood owl looked cold.