Supreme God Emperor

Chapter 1790: Zhuo Yuanhang

Although it has not been long since entering the Sword God Sect, he also knows that the current Sword God Sect Sect Master Zhuo Jianyi is a powerhouse of the God Sovereign Realm, the top existence of the Southern Zhuoyu, and he has never heard of the name Zhuo Yuanhang.

The most important thing is, if he is Zhuo Jianyi's father, how can Zhuo Jianyi imprison him here and use his sword spirit to raise the sword?

This is simply an act of rebellion!

I am afraid that any strong man would not treat his father like this, not to mention his father is still the Sect Master of the Sword God Sect. Sooner or later, he will pass the throne to himself.

"you are lying!"

More than that, Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly roared at this moment: "You lie, you lie, this is impossible, this is impossible, how could you be a prince..."

The old man was crazy at the moment, looking at Mu Yun, talking to himself.

"Crazy crazy!"

Seeing the old man's performance, Mu Yun completely shook his head.

I originally thought that I would meet a sect boss who was hiding here, so I wanted a glimmer of life, but now it seems that he is blind.

How do you look at this old man, how mad!

Mu Yun ignored this person.

This lunatic, telling him that he is the prince of the shepherd, he would not believe it, Quan should be ridiculing.

Mu Yun continued to fiddle with the six sacred tablets.

Now, among the six sacred monuments, only the sacred monuments that summon the grandfather and grandfather can be driven wholeheartedly by him, and he cannot parry the other four.

Therefore, it is too difficult to combine six sacred tablets to help him leave.

Moreover, even though Biluohuangquantu was defensively tyrannical, his strength was too low to resist the squeezing of those gang winds.

It's just that Mu Yun didn't want to give up.

If the heart is dead, then everything is over!

"try again!"

Mu Yun ignored the crazy old man talking to himself, six sacred monuments were placed around him, looking around, at this moment, the blue and yellow springs rose directly from the ground.

The blue and yellow springs are now expanded, and the scenery of mountains, rivers, waters, lightning and thunder is fully displayed.

"Biluohuangquantu!"

But at this moment, the old man roared.

This roar almost scared Mu Yun to death.

"What are you yelling about?"

Mu Yun looked at the old man and said dissatisfied: "This is indeed a blue sky..."

"wrong!"

But suddenly, Mu Yun's face was cold.

He just told the old man about the six sacred monuments, but he didn't say that they were pictures of blue sky and yellow springs.

How did this old man know?

Mu Yun turned around abruptly, looking like a torch, scanning the man in front of him.

"Who are you? How do you know that this picture is a blue and yellow spring picture!"

He held the virtual spirit sword tightly in his hand, daring not to be careless.

"Biluohuangquantu, I used to follow Mu Qingyu, the patriarch of the herdsman, and I was fortunate enough to see that the patriarch displayed this object. It can be described as a peerless picture of a **** who is flying through the sky, kid, who are you? How can this picture be in your hands?"

The old man was also indifferent at the moment.

At the moment, the two are facing each other, with a big disagreement, the taste of fighting.

Mu Yun was a little puzzled at this moment.

What the old man just said... the patriarch?

Mu Yun frowned and said: "Are you... from the herder?"

"who are you?"

The old man asked again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I thought you were crazy, but now it seems that is not the case, but I have a silly mouth and said too many secrets. It seems that if you don't get rid of you, it won't work!"

Mu Yun hated his carelessness secretly.

I thought that the old man was a lunatic, and talked about the holy stele upright, but now I realized that this old man is not that simple.

Once his identity is revealed, it will be endless disasters.

Among the ten ancient tribes in the God Realm, except for the herdsmen, which ancient tribe didn't want him to die?

"Except me?"

The old man laughed loudly and said, "Boy, even if the deity is imprisoned here, in the realm of your little true god, you are in everything if you want to get rid of me!"

"You are very confident!"

Mu Yun said again: "To tell you the truth, I am Mu Yun, and Mu Yun is me, the prince of the Mu clan. In this life, I will return to the clans and kill all the people who killed me and killed me in the past. The ancients, none of them can escape!"

"On this road, I will not make any mistakes. It is impossible for the slightest noise to leak!"

"You really are the shepherd prince?"

The old man's fingers trembled at this moment.

"Yes, it's me!"

"impossible!"

The old man lifted up his long hair, exposed his cheeks, and said, "If you are the shepherd prince, how can you not know who I am?"

"Who are you, **** me!"

Mu Yun Xu Ling Sword is already secretly accumulating power at this moment.

The old guy was right. Even if he was imprisoned here for thousands of years, it would be difficult to get to the sky if he wanted to kill him.

A god, who understands the soul of the sword, can he kill it?

However, he still wants to kill!

"Sword swing!"

A sword hit directly, Mu Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense at the moment.

"stop!"

The old man yelled and his whole body was shocked. In an instant, the divine swords of the solid essence artifact level all over his body, at this moment, directly flew up one after another.

Shoo...

In an instant, Mu Yun's whole body, no less than ten divine swords, surrounded his body firmly at this moment.

"Boy, do you still think you can kill me?"

"How can't it?"

Mu Yun snorted, and the two sacred tablets behind him violently violently at this moment.

"Meteor burst rain!"

"The earth exploded!"

In an instant, the secret skills of the herdsmen in the two sacred steles were deployed in an instant.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, between the whole world, the piercing roar spread.

At this moment, Mu Yun almost mobilized all the power in his body, and at this moment, he smashed away.

"Blood Guard, kill!"

The next moment, the three hundred blood guards appeared directly, killing all of them towards the old man.

The entire bottom of the cliff suddenly rumbling loudly, the earth collapsed, and everything became trembling.

Mu Yun panted and looked forward cautiously.

At this moment, he can be said to have used all his power.

If this can't kill this old thing, then it's all over.

"Ha ha……"

But the ashes scattered, and a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

Crazy laughter, at this moment, spread throughout the valley.

"Ruined!"

Mu Yun was completely cold at this moment.

The meteor shower and the earth burst into the sky. At the peak of the true god, it can be said that the power is soaring, and it can't kill this old thing at all. This time, it's completely over.

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, the old man was haha, big and crazy, looking at Mu Yun with excitement in his eyes.

Bang...

Suddenly, the old man knelt on his knees, looking at Mu Yun, with fiery, wild reverence in his eyes.

"Subordinates, Xuan Tianshi, the ninth team, and the eighth team leader Zhuo Yuanhang, see His Royal Highness!"

With that, Mu Yun was completely stunned.

Xuan Tianshi?

The ninth brigade!

Captain of the eighth team?

Mu Yun was a little confused at this moment.

"Are you a Xuantian Warrior?"

"Yes!"

Zhuo Yuanhang banged his head three times and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness, his subordinates didn't know Taishan before, and offended His Royal Highness, but also hope that His Royal Highness, don't be offended!"

"Uh... Uh, get up first!"

"Yes!"

Zhuo Yuanhang was in tatters and looked at Mu Yun with ecstasy in his eyes.

It looks like it is more enthusiastic than a soldier who has been in the army for three years when he returns home and sees his wife.

Mu Yun coughed and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Zhuo Yuanhang!"

"exist!"

"Uh, that, I didn't call you!" Mu Yun said in embarrassment, "Why can't I remember..."

"His Royal Highness, don't mind." Zhuo Yuanhang comforted: "The patriarch once said that the prince will return if he is not dead. When the prince returns, it will be when our Xuantianshi will shine!"

"And the patriarch also said that when the prince comes back, there may be a short memory loss. I can't remember that I waited, we can afford to wait!"

"Daddy is really under his control..."

Mu Yun looked at Zhuo Yuanhang, not sure.

"You didn't believe me just now, why do you believe me now?"

Hearing Mu Yun's words, Zhuo Yuanhang knew that Mu Yun did not trust him.

"His Royal Highness!"

Zhuo Yuanhang pointed to the Three Hundred Blood Guards, and said, "I was already suspicious when I saw His Royal Highness take out the sacred stele, but when I saw these three hundred bone warriors, I knew it!"

"Back then, I was a personal guard for the patriarch before he became the patriarch. I saw these Bone Warriors, and later learned that these are Bone Warriors. These Bone Warriors, the patriarch can be said to be like himself. life!"

"Now, appearing in your hands, there is only one possibility, that is given to you by the patriarch!"

"Who will the patriarch give it? Except for you, his son, I really can't think of anyone else!"

"It's possible that someone else took it away?" Mu Yun smiled: "There are so many masters in the gods!"

"impossible!"

Zhuo Yuanhang shook his head and said, "In the realm of gods, even if there are masters like clouds, none of the patriarchs of the nine ancient clans is an opponent of the patriarch. The patriarch's supernatural powers are unmatched among the human races!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, his father is so powerful!

"It's too hasty to determine my identity this way?"

Mu Yun looked at Zhuo Yuanhang and asked again: "Since you are the captain of the ninth brigade, then I ask you, do you know Ren Shaolong?"

"Shaolong? Where is he? Is he still alive?"

Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly said with excitement: "Back then, our Nine Brigade of Xuan Tianshi followed His Royal Highness to fight, and as a result, His Royal Highness was besieged by the ancestors of the nine tribes. Our Xuan Tianshi fought hard, but the result... still never saved His Royal Highness! "

Mentioning this, Zhuo Yuanhang was in tears for a while.

Mu Yun could feel that it was out of deep self-blame!

"Nine squad captains, life and death do not know, eighty-one squad captains, dead, dead, wounded, and defeated, Shaolong and I are both the ninth squad captains, younger than me, when our two squads were rushed. I don’t know if he is alive or dead in these years, the vast God Realm is vast, and I don’t even know where to find him!"

"Even the secret world of our herdsmen has been breached by the nine ancient tribes, so I don't even know where to go or where is my home!"

Zhuo Yuanhang said to the depths and couldn't help crying in grief.

For the herdsmen warriors living in the secret world, the secret world is their home.

But in the First World War, the world was turned upside down. The most powerful herdsmen were captured by the Nine Clan. His Royal Highness died, his home was destroyed, and he became a fallen leaf. There was nowhere to find his home.

That kind of pain has haunted him for tens of thousands of years!

Patting Zhuo Yuanhang's shoulder, Mu Yun comforted: "He is not dead!"