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At this moment, Chu He still wanted to stand up, but when his knees softened, a mouthful of 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."

Upon hearing this, Cai Shen and Qiu Mingkun also 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 delicate voice sounded at this moment.

Feng Yuer stepped forward, and Cai Shen and Qiu Mingkun saw Feng Yuer and suddenly gave up.

"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.

"They can\'t be blamed, 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 uncomfortable with 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 was built between a mountain range, full of aura, rich in materials, and the people coming and going all showed happy smiles.

The strength of the ethnic group can also guarantee the safety of the ethnic group.

The Sky-Eyed Profound Snake Clan of the eighth-class race indeed possesses an extremely powerful aura.

Mu Yun 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!"

"good!"

Mu Yun looked at Feng Yu\'er and said: "There are really some things, I need to trouble you."

"Sister-in-law\'s matter?"

Feng Yu\'er looked at Muyun and smiled and said, "Is Miaoxianyu right? Li Aoxue told me, don\'t worry, I will check for you, the Necromancer, is it Miaoxianyu?"

"Um!"

"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 a fusion ninth-order artifact. Although it is a third-tier holy artifact, 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, then nodded.

He still trusts Feng Yuer.

However, there are ninth-tier runes in the Red Spirit Spear. The internal structure is equivalent to the ninth-rank holy artifact. What is lacking is the improvement of the material, and the Fire Fiend Spirit Iron alone can no longer 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 forms had become unusual.

The gate of reincarnation, as it continuously revolves, the source of heaven and earth seems to be being mobilized to move closer to oneself.

This time, Mu Yun was ready 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 low position level.

Thinking of this, Mu Yun disappeared.

In the world of the gods, they were 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 realm, which shows that this time , 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, will take 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 for him to reach the level of his father. Such an event would not be able to consume him.

Stepping into the Secret Chamber 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 it is, he will not be able to withstand it.

Sitting cross-legged, Mu Yun closed his eyes slightly.

The holy tactics he practiced now were mainly solid spirit spear tactics.

The second is the immortal fire and the emperor fire.

The ancient tower of Sky Poison is more auxiliary, containing source stone, spiritual material and so on.

In addition, it is the power of the fusion of the four spirits and sacred fire.

This time, Mu Yun was mainly for the improvement of his realm.

Surrounding the body, swallowing the breath of Lingyuan and others, gradually transformed into the body under the effect of the purification talent.

The strands of source power enter the body, and the body is gradually sublimated at this moment.

The powerful breath made Mu Yun feel a lot more comfortable in his body.

Day after day passed, Mu Yun sat in the Secret Chamber of Life and Death, motionless.

Practice has always been boring.

After more than twenty days, Mu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp look flashed out.

"Holy King\'s small position at the top!"

A touch of holy king air filled the whole body.

At this moment, Mu Yun could feel that as long as he took another step, he could reach the middle position of the Saint King.

But at this step, I really don\'t know how to take it.

Twenty years, it has stabilized to the pinnacle of a small position.

In the rest of the time, you can completely control the Gu Ling Spear Art, and by the way, stabilize the power of the Undead Divine Fire and the Emperor Fire Heaven Explosion.

boom……

With a buzzing sound, Mu Yun was inside the time-space fortress, fought against the emperor, and was repelled again and again, and he rushed forward again and again.

After being repelled for the last time, Mu Yun stood up completely, only feeling that his body was lacking.

"Guiyi, what if Mo Yu and Huang Yan, as well as Xiao Fan, Luo Tianxing and others, enter the Secret Pavilion of Life and Death?"

"It\'s okay, but you have to pay the price."

Guiyi smiled and said: "This picture scroll of the gods, to a certain extent, recognizes you as the master, so you can continue to use the secret places in it after your strength becomes stronger."

"But if they enter it to practice, they need to consume a steady stream of source stone burning. You can simply understand that the source stone is exchanged for time."

"good!"

Mu Yun said seriously.

Whether it is Mo Yu or Huang Yan, as well as the three hundred bone guards, including Xiao Fan and Luo Tianxing, now their strength has improved, and he has been left behind too much.

The Secret Pavilion of Life and Death is undoubtedly a good place.

Even in the future, the nine wives can also practice in the Secret Chamber of Life and Death.

As for the source stone, in a short time, he does not lack the countless source stones in the ancient tower of Sky Poison.

"Then turn it on!"

Mu Yun smiled lightly: "These guys have been cultivating in the blue and yellow spring map all day, and they are a little more comfortable. If you want to compete with the emperor for the control of a realm, I don\'t have a strong guard by my side, it\'s not enough."

Hearing this, Gui nodded.

He told Mu Yun in advance about the situation in Canglan Ten Thousand Realms, he wanted to inspire Mu Yun.

But I was also worried that Mu Yun would feel that the target was too far away and would lose his spirit.

But now it seems that he is worried for nothing.

Mu Yun\'s determination was enough to be seen after so many years of training.

Mo Yu, Huang Yan, Mu Bufan, and Luo Tianxing are all ready when they receive orders in turn.

Mu Yun threw them into the secret pavilion of life and death, in the vast space, so that everyone can practice with peace of mind. As for the source stone, as many as the one said, that\'s as much.

"There are still ten days left. For me, it is ten years, ten years, enough for me to completely control the solid spirit spear art."

In Mu Yun\'s eyes, a ray of light emerged, challenging the emperor again.

As time passed bit by bit, the entire Sky-Eyed Profound Snake tribe became more and more lively.

The battle for commanding can be described as one of the biggest events in the Sky-Eyed Profound Snake clan.

Although the status of the seven commanders is very stable, it is not guaranteed that an accident will happen in any war of command.

And as time approached, the entire Sky-Eyed Profound Snake tribe began to get busy.

On this day, Feng Yu\'er was bound in silver armor. The convex and concave figure, combined with the breathtaking appearance, made many tribesmen look sideways for a while.

Feng Yu\'er appeared outside the mountain where Mu Yun lived, flashed into the mountain.

At this moment, Mu Yun felt the arrival of Feng Yu\'er, and he also walked out of the scroll of the gods.

"Brother Mu!"

Seeing Mu Yun, Feng Yuer smiled slightly and said, "Hey, return the Chi Ling!"

Feng Yu\'er waved her palm, and the Chi Ling spear was in her hand.

Mu Yun took the spear and was shocked.

"Fourth Grade Saint Artifact!"

Mu Yun looked surprised and looked at Feng Yu\'er.

"Don\'t look at me like that, it\'s not my method."

Feng Yuer smiled faintly: "I want a love, please ask a master to condense it."

"Master?"

"It\'s Senior Xuan Cezi, he is a very powerful saint master."

Sacred Master!

The sacred instrument master in Canglan Ten Thousand Realms is not the same as the sacred instrument master in the small world where he used to live.

Just like the difference between the realm of the saint\'s holy position and the original holy position, in the human world, in the small world, the holy position is self-appointed, but now, in the Canglan Ten Thousand Realm, the holy position is recognized by the heaven and the earth.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to condense the mystery of heaven and earth, the Qi of the Holy King.

It can be said that this saint is not the other saint.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Cezi was still a sacred instrument master, so it was no wonder that he could be treated favorably by the patriarchs of the Azure Twins.