v4 Chapter 3797： Exit (1/2)

At this moment, the eight hall masters of the Eight Desolation Palace disappeared, and they seemed unable to get out in a short time.

Mu Yun and others, as well as Tianshanglou, Huangge and others, didn't do anything. The situation seemed to be waiting for the result of the battle between Di Huan and Huang 11.

But that Ling Yuanhai stepped forward in one step and suddenly appeared in front of Mu Yun.

That kind of feeling, it was as if Ling Yuanhai had just walked over, but it made people feel a kind of powerlessness that you couldn't escape anyway.

Mingyuexin and Bingmuxue are cautious at this moment.

The relationship between Ling Yuanhai and Ye Xiaoyao is extremely complicated.

Mu Yun is Ye Xiaoyao's grandson. Who knows what will happen to Ling Yuanhai?

At this moment, Ling Yuanhai looked at the two of them and smiled slightly: ”Adding you two, it is impossible to stop me. If I want to do something, I won't stop the eight...”

Mu Yun also arched his hands at this moment: ”Hello, senior!”

Ling Yuanhai looked at Mu Yun carefully, and murmured: ”Looking carefully, it is indeed like Ye Xiaoyao's grandson, and the face of Ye Yushi is quite similar.”

”Does senior know my mother too?”

”Naturally know!”

Ling Yuanhai smiled slightly: ”I and Ye Xiaoyao, at first, it can be said that I guided him step by step, but later, he gradually caught up, and I and him were like confidants, until later, he surpassed me, I refused to accept, and challenged him again and again. , Failed time after time.”

”But later, he became a **** emperor. I knew that I couldn't defeat him, so I was in retreat, but he appeared again in Canglan, but there was no trace of him...”

At this point, Ling Yuanhai sighed slightly.

Ling Yuanhai looked at Mu Yun and said again: ”I heard that you have the same fate as him.”

”Since ancient times, those who got this fate, Cangdi, Huangdi, and Ye Xiaoyao, all died in the hands of Emperor Ming.”

”The power of life you have, the three of them also have, but... also died...”

As soon as he said this, Mu Yun glanced at Ling Yuanhai deeply.

This guy, perhaps knows something about the Big Killing Technique!

And Mu Yun was also very curious.

I have always been curious about how powerful Ye Xiaoyao would be if he reached the realm of the **** emperor and then used his life-killing technique?

How could Di Ming be an opponent.

However, it is also possible that the limit of the big life-killing technique...maybe it is the realm of the **** emperor.

Mu Yun used to be puzzled about this, but he couldn't ask.

”You are both Ye Xiaoyao's grandson and the fate of the nine-fed emperor. Perhaps in the future, you will be a good opponent!” Ling Yuanhai smiled and said: ”Just, I hope you don't let me down.”

Mu Yun arched his hands and said: ”If the junior reaches the realm of the senior, I am afraid that the senior has already become a **** emperor.”

”D……”

Ling Yuanhai laughed at himself and murmured: ”How can the **** emperor be so good...”

After the words fell, Ling Yuanhai looked at Mu Yun, and said again: ”Boy, today Di Huan I am afraid that you are not good at it, but in the future, you will not only face Di Huan, there will be Emperor Stars...Di Xuanhao...Di Yi Where...”

”It's not that simple for them to survive from among the hundreds of sons of Emperor Ming, survive and become the Emperor of Heaven.”

Mu Yun nodded slightly.

At this moment, in the sky, a crack of tens of millions of li appeared suddenly.

And within that rift, two figures appeared slowly.

It is Di Huan and Huang Eleven.

At this moment, the aura in the two of them was on the verge of convergence, but even so, the powerful aura almost crushed the world.

”Do you want to fight?”

At this moment, Huang Eleven was full of white hair, fluttering in the wind, and said with a smile: ”It seems that Emperor Huantian really has nothing to do with me.”

At this moment, Di Huan looked cold, looking towards Huang Eleven, his murderous aura gradually receded.

”If I kill you, there will be damage, and Ye God will do it, then I will be planted!” Di Huan said lightly.

”Di Huan, I said, I won't do anything. Even if Muyun is Ye Xiaoyao's grandson, Ye Xiaoyao is dead. If I help Muyun, what's the advantage? Just fight.”