Supreme God Emperor

Chapter 1801: Out of the yellow sand

"Um!"

Mu Guifan looked at Mu Yun and said, "My ninth patriarch of the shepherd has heard that the tenth generation must be a dragon and phoenix among the people. Your father, Mu Qingyu, is the most outstanding one among the tenth patriarch. He saw me waiting. The world I haven't seen!"

"You are the emperor of the nine lives, and you have the same fate as the first divine emperor Ye Xiaoyao rumored in the past!"

"This is also my shepherd!"

Mu Guifan said with satisfaction.

The first **** emperor Ye Xiaoyao!

Mu Yun has heard of this person's name, Human Race has been the most outstanding talent in the world for millions of years!

Once dominated the God Realm, and then became famous, disappeared in the vast sea of ??people, without a trace.

But others did not know, Mu Yun knew that this person... died in battle!

Zhu Xiantu is the treasure of the first **** emperor, and in the heart of Yi Yi, he cherishes the memory of his former master.

The last time the Ancestral Dragon's soul breath was detected in Xie Qing's body, that Ancestral Dragon also said.

He is Ye Xiaoyao's mount!

This legend really stood at the forefront of everyone in the God Realm, and behind him, all that was left was endless legends.

"Yun'er, logically speaking, you are the eleventh patriarch of my shepherd, and you are the one who controls the God Realm!"

"The holy stele is the most precious treasure of my herdsman, and the inheritance relies on it. Since you are calling me out now, I naturally want to devote my life's learning to the professor and you!"

Mu Guifan opened his mouth and said: "From today, you will learn refining tools with me. In the future, when you return to the altar, you will be the best artifact master between heaven and earth. The name of my shepherd must not be lost!"

"Yes!"

Mu Yun is extremely excited now.

The ninth ancestors and herdsmen sealed the dust, and the swordsmanship was the only one!

The eighth ancestor Mu Feng Xiao, the originator of alchemy!

The seventh generation of ancestors and herdsmen return to the common world, with outstanding weapon skills!

The three ancestors can be said to be comparable to the top ancestral pill and supreme artifact in the gods.

There are three sacred monuments on him, the sixth generation ancestor, the fifth generation ancestor, and the fourth generation ancestor. What kind of peerless figures are they?

Mu Yun couldn't help saying: "The seventh generation ancestor, who are the six generation ancestors, the fifth generation ancestor, and the fourth generation ancestor?"

"them……"

Mentioning this, Mu Guifan was a meal.

"Actually, each generation of the sacred stele is connected to each other. Mu Fengchen, you should have noticed the breath of your father Mu Feng's laughter at the beginning?"

"Yes!"

Mu Guifan said again: "Feng Xiao, are you aware of my breath?"

"right!"

When Mu Guifan heard this, his expression was dim.

"What's wrong?"

"But I didn't notice the breath of the sixth generation ancestor Wentian. Your sixth generation ancestor is a spearman genius, dominating the gods. I didn't sense his aura, I'm afraid..."

"Can't call to wake up?"

"right!"

Mu Guifan smiled bitterly: "If this happens, it is very likely that the fifth generation ancestor and the fourth generation ancestor will not be able to summon them!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun's face trembled.

In this way, it is a great loss!

"No way, grandpa!"

Mu Fengchen was surprised: "How did Qingyu summon the first generation ancestor, the second generation ancestor, and the third generation ancestor?"

"I don't know about this, but it is very likely that the sacred stele has been passed down for nearly a million years, and there are some damages in it. No one can tell. I really guess whether it is correct or not. Only when Yuner's realm is enough, can I know NS!"

"Um!"

Mu Yun could not wait to immediately hit the realm of the gods, and then try to open the next sacred monument. He didn't want the ancestors in the three sacred monuments to disappear.

It was a great loss not only for him, but also for the entire shepherd.

In the past few days, Mu Yun did not rush forward in the yellow sand, but gradually recovered here, listening to Mu Fengchen teaching swordsmanship by the way.

"I will teach you two sets of swordsmanship!"

Mu Fengchen said earnestly: "The first set of swordsmanship was also practiced by Grandpa and I in the realm of the Earth God, named Blood Moon Sword Art!"

"The Blood Moon Sword Art is divided into three moves and twelve types."

"These three tricks are named Blood Half Moon Slash, Silver Moon Lore, and Bloody Moon Strikes the Wind!"

"There are a total of twelve types of three moves, and the twelve types of moves are different. For me, you do it, and I will give you pointers!"

"good!"

Mu Fengchen continued: "There is also a set of swordsmanship, which is more powerful!"

"I saw, in you, my herder bloodline, your blood crystal burst, powerful, the more concentrated essence and blood, the stronger the power, even not lost to the sacred stele secret skills."

"So the Blood Moon Sword Art is just right for you."

"And this sword move can match your sky fire!"

Mu Fengchen mysteriously said: "This sword art is called Amaterasu Sword Art!"

"Amaterasu swordsmanship?"

"That's right, with the six heavenly fires now assembled on your body, this sword technique can attack with sword aura and flames, and the attack effect is absolutely domineering!"

"good!"

Mu Fengchen is worthy of being a master of swordsmanship, and every swordsmanship transmitted to Mu Yun is carefully selected and extremely suitable for Mu Yun.

According to Mu Fengchen's words, he was not only to teach Mu Yun sword techniques, but also to teach the true meaning of Mu Yun sword.

It is better to teach him how to fish than to teach him how to fish.

Sword Jue, Mu Yun will be stronger in the future, you can buy it, you can grab it.

But Mu Yun couldn't grab the method of cultivating sword tactics.

In the entire God Realm, sword tactics can be said to be diverse, tens of thousands, but as long as you grasp the fundamentals, even the most complicated sword tactics are just a flash.

What Mu Yun needs to master is the fundamentals of swordsmanship!

For more than a month, Mu Yun rushed through the yellow sand. Along the way, he encountered many Ziya beasts, all of which became his sword practice targets.

It was precisely this month's killing that Mu Yun had mastered the Blood Moon Sword Art and Amaterasu Sword Art.

But what made Mu Yun more delighted was that he had collected nearly 10,000 crystals in his study and control this month, hunting and killing the Ziya beast.

This is simply a fortune.

It is enough for him to spend three years in this place.

In January, even if Mu Yun was not in a hurry, he had traveled a full 100,000 miles. Finally, on this day, he saw a city in front of him.

That city seems to have experienced the ravages of history, it has become full of vicissitudes, and fallen into defeat.

But after leaving the yellow sand, Mu Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, it made him almost crazy.

Looking at the dilapidated city, Mu Yun found that there were crowds of people inside, and there were already people living here.

Before thinking about it, Mu Yun went directly into it.

"stop!"

Under the dilapidated city gate, two figures stood still.

"What's the matter?"

"Are you blind?" A disciple pointed to the wall and said, "I didn't see the words written on it?"

"Ten crystals in the city, medium grade!"

Seeing this scene, the corner of Mu Yun's mouth raised slightly.

"I think you guys are thinking that Shenjing wants to be crazy, right?"

Ten middle-grade **** crystals are enough for practicing here in January.

These people are like vampires.

"sorry, we do not have that!"

"No? Get out if you don't!"

The disciple of the gatekeeper suddenly shouted and kicked directly towards Mu Yun.

"court death!"

Mu Yun waved his palm and slammed out with a violent bang. He banged his fist towards the disciple's ankle.

This punch was just a punch of Mu Yun's own strength, without any divine tactics blessing.

A click sounded, the disciple screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his entire body smashed directly into the city wall.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Looking at the other disciple, Mu Yun said.

"I... I, I, I..."

"roll!"

With a low drink, the disciples turned over, already shocked.

Mu Yun swaggered into the city.

At this moment, outside the city gate, a group of figures suddenly rushed over, followed behind Mu Yun, and hurriedly followed in.

A disciple came up and said, "You should go into the city and find a place to hide!"

"Why?"

"The two disciples just now are the disciples of the Fengyun Society. The disciples of the Fengyun Society occupy this gate, and it has been a long time since the disciples were prevented from entering it!"

"Fengyunhui?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Mu Yun's mouth, and said, "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia!"

Not only did he have no intention of being behind, he went straight into the city instead.

He really wanted to know who the disciple of Fengyunhui would be here!

When he came to the city, Mu Yun found that there were many disciples coming and going, about a thousand people.

This dilapidated city is not small, accommodating hundreds of thousands of people is not a problem, so thousands of disciples live here very loosely.

Mu Yun found a courtyard, went to the backyard, cleaned it briefly, and moved into it.

But not long after, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the broken courtyard.

"coming!"

Mu Yun walked out of the room and looked outside.

boom……

Suddenly, a bang sounded, and the broken courtyard door, along with a wall in the center of the courtyard, was directly kicked and collapsed.

Several figures appeared in the courtyard at this moment.

"Really... it's not that the enemy doesn't meet together!"

"Oh it's you!"

At the same time, when the leading man saw Mu Yun, his expression was startled, and his face showed a smile.

"Mu Yun, haha..."

"Feng Lingxiao, are you so happy to see me?"

"Of course I am happy!"

Feng Lingxiao's tone suddenly became vicious, and he shouted: "Because of you, I was slapped twice by the **** Xi Xing'er. Today, this young master will use your life to pay for those two slaps!"

"OK!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Go together, or come one by one?"

"Let's go together? You look too much at yourself!"

In Feng Lingxiao's hand, a long sword suddenly appeared, and he swung it directly.

"Today, I will use this Sunburning Sword to cut your blood!"

Feng Lingxiao shouted and rushed directly to Mu Yun.

"ignorance!"

With a stomped footsteps, the entire ground suddenly split, Mu Yun didn't make a move at all, the spirit of the soul communicated with the soul of the earth, and he stepped directly out of the way, and his whole body was rising.

"Earth God Mid-term?"

Seeing this scene, Feng Lingxiao was even more angry.

"In a mere half a year, you have not only reached the realm of the earth gods, but also reached the middle realm, boy, if you don't kill you today, won't you ride on my head in the future?"

"Feel sorry!"

Mu Yun smiled faintly.

"I am riding on your head now!"

Stepping out, waving his palm, a finger print, directly pierced out, the majestic breath, far beyond the tyrannical martial artist of the mid-earth realm.