The more Mu Zilong said, the more sad he became. He didn't know why he had to talk to a mere junior. Maybe he had been in seclusion for too long and had never spoken, or maybe he suddenly thought of the past...
I think about the years when the prosperous and powerful tribes are still there!
As a result, only two battles were fought. The ancestors, fathers and peers died, leaving only myself.
Is it worth it?
A feeling of loneliness and loss filled my heart!
Mu Lian'er was stunned. She saw the "Battle of the Morning Glow" recorded on an ancient stone tablet in a ten thousand years of secret realm. Unexpectedly, it was related to her ancestors. She said in a daze: "Are our ancestors really that powerful?"
Mu Zilong hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Strong! Second only to the five holy places!"
After saying that, she glanced around, she didn't know what she was looking for, but unfortunately she was not looking for anything. I couldn't see clearly, and finally murmured: "I don't know... Alas, I've been tens of thousands of years, I'm afraid I'm not here anymore. I was so seriously injured at the beginning, and no one was around to be filial!"
When I looked at the direction of the Mu family in the distance, my face turned cold: "A group of ants, I'm afraid of the Holy Land and the Demon Palace. Are you still afraid of you?"
Scroll up Mu Lian'er casually, "Let's go, I'll crush these ants with the ancestor!"
While speaking, he instantly rushed to the peak of the main hall where the Mu family was fighting!
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Underground space.
In front of two lonely graves, Xin Zhuo's hands lit incense candles suddenly fell into the air, and a hint of numbness and horror appeared on his old face.
This Mu Zilong was one of the younger generations of the three Mu clans who were not qualified to participate in the rescue of him. He was also the only few remaining people with the longest generation among the three clans. He should have been imprisoned for 17,000 years after the three clans were destroyed by the Demon Palace, the Demon Palace and the Five Holy Lands for many years!
So what timeline is now?
How long have I been in seclusion again?
Twenty thousand years? Or longer?
He couldn't imagine what kind of time concept this is!
What's going on in the Demon Palace, Demon Palace and the Five Holy Lands over the years? Are those who are forced to do so?
Master Zhao Yi has been out of seclusion for a long time!
Where is the real world? Is my mother’s life span?
His eternal state of mind suddenly felt strong turbulence.
Looking at the lonely grave, murmured, "Master, Holy Mother Wuquan, if you have the opportunity to enter the country and sacrifice the source in this life, you will definitely be resurrected and wait for me!"
The body was blurred and disappeared from the spot!
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The "Rong Dynasty Peak" of the Mu family, the ancestral hall of the Mu family.
At this moment, the sea of clouds rolled in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the strange phenomena were terrifying. Below, the Eight Hundred Temples were almost destroyed, and it was a hideous mess.
The 70,000 Mu clan members, and now there are only 3,000 people left. They are struggling to support them under the leadership of the second elder Mu Ling and the strongest saint son Mu Yefeng.
Unfortunately, Lingqi Sect and Fuyu clan have been preparing for many years. There are too many masters, and there are endless cultivators in front of them.
At this moment, Mu Yefeng repelled the three masters who had the second step, looked around, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Retreat, retreat to the main hall!"
A group of Mu clans retreated while fighting, and finally arrived at the gate of the ancestral hall. They happened to meet Mu Ling, the second elder on the other side, and saw that the second elder, who was originally beautiful and had a hot figure, had a pale face and was covered in blood at the moment.
Mu Yefeng said anxiously, "Second Elder, what's wrong with you?"
The second elder Mu Ling smiled miserably and said, "Ye Feng, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore. When I stay behind, you learn from your ancestors and leave with a few good seedlings. Remember, you want to inherit the family and Kun family and leave them. We have the same roots and origins, and we are all the bloodlines of King Mu's ancestors, and we must not be cut off!
Sooner or later, the three families will rise!"
Mu Yefeng's eyes were dim: "Second Elder, there is no need to be like this. Now the world has changed. The heaven and earth treasures in the world have been plundered by masters from all walks of life. Moreover, the chaos of the three tribes outside will soon affect this place. There is no possibility of a comeback!
Stay together, die, die together! Besides, there may be hope. Sister Lian'er went to invite her ancestors out of the mountain!" The second elder smiled bitterly: "Uncle Zilong was seriously injured by Bai Xuanji, the ancestor of Xuansheng Land, one of the five holy places. He said he was going to retreat. In fact,... it is hard to say whether he could survive!"
The hope in Mu Yefeng's eyes gradually faded.
At this moment, two figures in the distance were wrapped in powerful pressure and flashed over the ancestral hall. One of the men in black smiled strangely and said, "Mu, it's time to end!"
Mu Ling and Mu Yefeng's faces suddenly changed: "Linggui and Fuyukun, you can't die well!"
The Linggui and Fuyukun are the contemporary sect leaders and heads of the Lingqi Sect and Fuyu clan, and they are both the fourth step of peak cultivation!
However, Mu Yefeng, the strongest man in the Mu family, has no hope!
"In this world, only life can be alive. Will we die well? I don't know, but you will die soon!"
Fu Yukun and the others smiled grimly, waved their hands to destroy the light of magical powers, and actually included all the remaining three thousand Mu clan members, ready to kill them together!
Mu Ling and Mu Yefeng made a move to resist, but their injuries were too serious and they were really unable to resist!
At this moment, the clouds in the sky exploded, and a loud sound like a big bell was cold and without any emotion: "Ants, dare to desecrate me, Mu, die!"
"Om——"
A sword light flashed, shattering the magical secret techniques of Linggui and Fuyukun.
Then a sword was inserted heavily on the ground, and the sword kept ringing!
"Boom--"
The terrifying Tongtian sword intent, with the sword as the center, radiating ninety-ninety thousand paths, attacking indiscriminately!
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"Puff——"
The faces of the two spirit ghosts suddenly changed, and their bodies cracked in an instant. They screamed and flew backwards.
The vast Lingqi Sect and the large number of monks of the Fuyu clan had not yet reacted. They were like wheat, and they all died of their souls when they were cut down.
The massacre of monks in high-level realm is sometimes easier than drinking water!
"Boom--"
The broken temples around them were unbearable under countless sword intents and all collapsed!
Only three thousand Mu clans are safe and sound!
The power of a sword is so terrifying!
The three thousand people of the Mu family reacted and looked at the sky together. They saw Mu Lian'er and a young man in white standing in the sky. The young man's momentum was unparalleled!
Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, and then she was as old as a child who was ignorant of the world. She knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Uncle Zilong!"
Mu Zilong carried his hands on his back, standing in the clouds, ignoring the seriously injured Linggui and the two remaining cultivators of the two families, looking directly at Mu Ling, with a hint of sadness on her face: "You are the only one left?"
Mu Ling was heartbroken: "The niece is useless. The brother and sister have fallen half of the time for more than 10,000 years for various reasons. The elder brother, the eighth sister, the ninth brother, the younger brothers, and the Kun brothers were originally alive, but they were also attacked and killed by the masters of Lingqi Sect and the Fuyu clan in the past few days!"
Mu Zilong looked at Linggui and Fuyukun who fell into the hillside of a mountain, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Ants, bully my tribe, it's time to kill!"
The two Linggui flew out of the hillside with a pale face and murmured: "Fifth step strongman? Mu's family has such an ancestor!"
As today, the Lingxu Dao space was originally a holy place for the fifth step or even the sixth step of entry, but 20,000 years ago, the "Three Clan City Battle" affected too much, and the demon clan and the disciples of the demon palace were not controlled. They took advantage of the battle to plunder everywhere, and acted randomly, swallowed all the eternal spiritual energy of Lingxu Dao, destroying Lingxu Dao for millions of years!
Now, if you want to enter the fifth step, it is difficult to reach the sky! ! !
And the Mu family originally had only a few fourth steps, but now a fifth step ancestor has appeared...
Fu Yukun said in a deep voice: "Brother Linggui, do not do anything, go!"
When he spoke of the word "leave", he suddenly used all his cultivation and used his "escort" magical power to move the Linggui to Mu Zilong. Then, it flashed and disappeared without a trace. The voice came from afar: "Brother, use your life to exchange for my life, wait for the Sanqi Eight Clans to destroy the Mu family and avenge you!"
The Linggui was furious: "Fuyu Kungou thief!!"
At this time, Mu Zilong was at a high position and waved his hand: "Mu family has been arbitrary for thousands of years!"
The body of Linggui's fourth step exploded and his soul was destroyed. The two remaining monks below were swallowed by the ripples, leaving dry bones everywhere! (This chapter ends)