Chapter 1872

Then cheers out the sound, is the face flushed, excited almost also step ou Dechuan follow-up, fainted on the spot Sikong Qinglan.

And then, Wen Gaoren, whose lips trembled with excitement.

Although mu Hanyan himself is determined to win the legendary treasure of heaven and earth, who can believe that she can defeat the enemy and win the final victory before that.

With mu Hanyan's final victory, Huayu Temple appeared in front of all the priests in a strong posture. Who would have thought that just a few months ago, one of the oldest shrines in the history of the land of gods was almost on the verge of destruction. Anyone could be bullied and trampled on.

Looking at mu Hanyan's beautiful face and graceful posture, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe cheered and burst into tears.

Under the stage, there were thunderous cheers.

Although this competition is totally different from the past, mu Hanyan won without a fight in the end and oppressed the other priests to give up and admit defeat with absolute strength, the battle with long Wucuo or with long Aoli brought people too much shock and aftertaste.

Even after many years, recalling these two wars still makes them feel proud to witness the rise of Mu Hanyan.

"I declare that the final winner of this ceremony is mu Hanyan, the chief sacrifice of Huayu temple." As the old Shenguan came to power again, the mood of the crowd below was completely ignited.

As he said, the old God handed an egg a little bigger than a Griffin's egg to Mu Hanyan.

Animal eggs? Mu Hanyan was a little surprised. It's not that this one million year old treasure is not good for the priest, but good for the temple. How can it be an animal egg? You know, most of the hatching eggs are exotic animals, even divine animals, which should be good for the priests.

With a confused mood, mu Hanyan took the animal egg.

Immediately, she realized that she was wrong. It was not an egg, but a seed.

Mu Hanyan doubted whether he had read it wrong, and then put his mind into it to make sure that he had not read it wrong. This is indeed a seed. The veins like patterns on the surface and the germ teeth full of vitality on the inside are clearly visible.

Mu Hanyan really can't imagine what kind of plant seed it is. It's even more difficult to imagine that this seed has gone through millions of years and has such strong vitality.

"What seed is this?" Mu Hanyan asked subconsciously.

"If you ask me, I'll ask who to go. In a word, remember one thing. This seed can't be sown until it returns to Huayu temple. Otherwise, if it's cheap, don't blame me." The old God official said with a smile.

It can be seen that although long Aoli and his son were both defeated by mu Hanyan, they also lost face, but the old God did not hate mu Hanyan. Maybe it's because I'm too old to look down on fame and wealth.

"Will it germinate if you plant it?" Mu Hanyan then asked.

After all, it was a seed that had been bred for millions of years. She didn't dare to be careless. She had better ask clearly.

"It may take a little psychic power, just like hatching a different animal's egg, but I'm not sure. Try it yourself." Said the old God.

"Thank you very much." Seeing that he didn't know much about the seed, Mu Han gave thanks and didn't ask any more.

At first, I thought that the old Shenguan was very annoying. Now I see that he didn't feel hostile to himself because of long Ao's leaving his father and son. Mu Hanyan has a good impression on him.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, mu Hanyan stepped down from the stage, and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods came to a successful end. At least for mu Hanyan, the result was the most satisfactory.

Seeing mu Hanyan leave, Chu Yang and others all look complicated. At a young age, they have such strength. The future achievements of Mu Hanyan are amazing. Maybe, it won't be long before they can only look up to it. In fact, the present mu Hanyan is enough to make them look up to the mountains.

They all regretted that they had joined hands with each other before. But fortunately, they stopped in time, and finally stood on the side of Mu Hanyan. They were no longer instigated by Ou Zhizhi, and mu Hanyan showed some kindness. They still had a chance to repair their relationship.

All the chief priests were silent, but they had the same idea in their hearts: how can they make love to Mu Hanyan so that she can let go of the past?

In the crowd below the grandstand, a man with a cold look also looked at the back of the smoke, and his eyes gradually became dignified. He is the master of the magic dragon from the depth of the wasteland.

"Is it her?" The man said to himself.

"Who?" The young man who followed him like a shadow asked subconsciously.

"An old friend and the only enemy in my life." The man raised his head and said leisurely.

That vision is so deep, as if through time and space, I do not know how many years ago memory, once again emerged in his heart.She is still alive, the ninth reincarnation, this is the number of generations? It should be the last life.

The man's eyes narrowed for a moment, showing a cold killing.

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Back at Gu's house, just after getting out of the carriage, mu Hanyan saw a stealthy figure in the corner. Long Wudang, why did he come here at this time?

At this time, most of the priests in the temple must hate themselves to the bone. How dare long Wudang come to meet him? Why don't he be afraid to be beaten to death by long Aoli?

"What are you doing here?" Mu Hanyan went forward and asked the dragon in a low voice. At the same time, he looked around carefully. Long Wu reminds her that she doesn't want to hurt him.

She didn't know that long Wudang didn't want to come, but he couldn't come. One day without an antidote, he couldn't feel at ease. Every night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He was so thin that if he didn't come, he would be depressed.

Seeing the tragic defeat of long Wucuo's last sword, he suddenly realized that he had guessed wrong. The chaotic sword really fell into mu Hanyan's hand, but he didn't even know about long Wucuo. So he was so determined that he ran to get the antidote.

Fortunately, both father and elder brother were seriously injured, and the dragon family was in a mess. No one would notice him for a while. When I think of the word "fortunately", long Wudang feels a little strange. It seems that he is really unfilial

"I'm here for the antidote, aren't I?" Long Wucuo looks at mu Hanyan pitifully.

"What antidote?" Mu Hanyan looked at him suspiciously.

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