Chapter 2411： Retreat for thirty years (1/2)
At this moment, the entire martial arts field was silent.
Mu Yun smiled at the moment: ”Is there still a competition? Or, who else is not convinced? I am willing to accept your enlightenment!”
At this moment, Chu He still wanted to stand up, but when his knees softened, blood spurted out.
At this moment, everyone was shocked.
Was Chu He actually so traumatized?
At this moment, Mu Yun looked at everyone, and said nothing.
”Since you have nothing to say, does this quota mean that Mu Yun is qualified!”
Mu Yun slowly said: ”I have an acquaintance with your Royal Highness the Jade King, so in this battle of commanding, I will definitely get a place back. Please don't worry about this.”
Hearing this, Cai Shen and Qiu Mingkun nodded at the moment.
Although Mu Yun was in the low position of the Saint King, he was able to kill Lingyuan in the middle of the Saint King, but just now, this guy's strength really surpassed Chu He and the others.
”Want to go down!”
Chu He arched his hands at this moment.
”You are so brave.” A sweet voice sounded at this moment.
Feng Yuer stepped forward, and Cai Shen and Qiu Mingkun saw Feng Yuer and suddenly bowed their hands.
”Is it possible, do you have to question my decision?”
As soon as Feng Yuer said this, Cai Shen and Qiu Mingkun both looked at Mu Yun as if they were asking for help.
”You can't blame them, after all, they are also loyal to you, and they are worried.” Mu Yun smiled: ”Moreover, everyone can learn from each other and make progress faster.”
Feng Yu'er glared at the two leaders, and said no more.
Cai Shen immediately smiled and said, ”I immediately took Master Mu to the residence to rest and rest.”
Looking at Mu Yun, both of them looked grateful.
Feng Yu'er was one of the three kings, and he treated his subordinates very well, but Feng Yu'er, who was clearly rewarded and punished, was not easy to accept the punishment.
Feng Yu'er snorted, looked at the two of them, and led Mu Yun towards the residence.
The entire Sky-Eyed Profound Snake Tribe is built between a mountain range, full of aura, rich in materials, and the people coming and going all show happy smiles.
The strength of the ethnic group can also guarantee the safety of the people.
The Sky-Eyed Profound Snake clan of the eighth-class race indeed possesses an extremely powerful aura.
Muyun lived on a mountain peak, with pavilions and pavilions, quite quiet.
”These days, you are here, if you have any needs, please tell me at any time!”
”it is good!”
Mu Yun looked at Feng Yu'er and said, ”There are really some things, I need to trouble you.”
”Sister-in-law?”
Feng Yu'er looked at Muyun and smiled: ”Is the wonderful fairy language right? Li Aoxue told me, don't worry, I will check for you, the Necromancer, is it wonderful fairy language after all.”
”Ok!”
”There is one more thing, this gun!”
Mu Yun looked at the red spirit in his hand and said, ”This red spirit has a special material, and the most special one is the ninth-order fusion talisman. Although it is a third-grade holy weapon, it can continue to evolve.”
”So I need some metal materials...”
”So...”
Hearing this, Feng Yu'er suddenly smiled and said: ”Give it to me, I promise to give you a fourth-grade holy artifact.”
Hearing this, Mu Yun was taken aback, and then nodded.
He still trusts Feng Yuer.
However, there are ninth-tier runes in the Crimson Spirit Spear. The internal structure is equivalent to the ninth-tier holy artifact. What is lacking is the improvement of the material, and the Fire Fiend Spirit Iron alone cannot improve the quality.
”In that case, I will start to retreat in the last month!”
Mu Yun said: ”You gave me this big opportunity, I can't let you down.”
”Brother Mu, come on!”
Feng Yu'er took Chi Ling away, and Mu Yun was also relieved.
In these days, since he was promoted to the realm of Saint King, he could clearly feel that his heaven and earth phenomena had become unusual.
The gate of reincarnation, as it continuously revolves, the source of heaven and earth seems to be mobilized to move closer to oneself.
This time, Mu Yun was going to retreat firmly.
One month seems to be short, but in the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death in the Scroll of the Gods, one month is thirty years.
Thirty years, enough time to stabilize the Saint King's small position level.
Thinking of this, Mu Yun disappeared.
In the world of the gods, they are all dressed in white, standing with their hands behind them.
”Boy, are you in a hurry?”
”I have been very anxious!” Mu Yun said earnestly: ”Since I entered the Three-dimensional Realm, I have been anxious. This time my father, in order to rescue his mother, almost ignored the war in the human world. , He was not sure at all.”
”So, I want to quickly and quickly reach the father's level and help my father.”
”You have to eat one bite at a time, should you understand?”
”I know!”
Of course Mu Yun knew.
The holy position level, even the proud son of heaven, can't raise the realm level in just a few years.
The improvement of a small realm, even if it is the pride of heaven, takes one hundred and eighty years.
If he didn't have the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death, it would take at least ten thousand years to reach the level of his father. Such an event would not be able to consume him.
Stepping into the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death, a powerful pressure rushed toward his face.
With his current abilities, he can only support the outside world for one day and one year of change inside, no matter how fast he can, he will not be able to bear it.
Sitting cross-legged, Mu Yun closed his eyes slightly.
The holy tactics he practiced now were mainly solid spirit spear tactics.