Chapter 1682

"Young patriarch!"

The middle-aged man knelt down on one knee and kowtowed his head: "according to the news received by his subordinates, now the core personnel of the pastoral clan have been reorganized. Muqingyu has collected a large number of divine forces and is ready to reopen the ancient clan of the pastoral clan!"

"This time, the attitude of the major regions is very subtle!"

"Subtle? How subtle?" The blood owl snorted, "it seems that many things have happened in the divine world after I've been closed for years?"

"Indeed!"

The man bowed and said, "Mu Qingyu has fought in the South and North over the years, eliminated many small families, and attracted a group of talents. Now it is rumored that he wants to reorganize the pastoral clan!"

"Moreover, the rumor about the ninth emperor is not so eager..."

"Less eager?"

The blood owl frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Many people in the nine sacred families think that if Muyun is really the son of heaven, it is useless to resist again. But 40000 years ago, when we joined hands, Muyun was also defeated miserably. At that time, Muyun was already the realm of ancestral gods, comparable to the old ancestors among the ten sacred families!"

"But it's so strong. When they are all dead, everyone thinks that... The nine heavenly sons, however, may just have to have a false name!"

"Bullshit!"

The blood owl couldn't help roaring at the moment.

"Moreover, the herdsmen have been hiding for 40000 years. The last lesson, we think, is enough to let the herdsmen understand that even if their blood talent is strong and the nine Protoss unite, they will lose. Even if the herdsman Qingyu reorganizes the herdsmen, the herdsmen are at most equivalent to the second rate ancient people in the secret world!"

"Who said that?" At the moment, the blood owl's face was gloomy and terrible.

"Everyone says so..."

"So now the most important enemy of the nine Protoss is not the shepherd, but each other!" The man whispered: "now, in order to compete for the control of the divine world, we are inseparable from each other. Where do we care about the pastoral people? They all regard the pastoral people as thin camels and themselves as tigers and leopards!"

"Think of yourself as a tiger and a leopard?"

The blood owl sneered: "a group of guys who don't know the greatness of heaven and earth, the shepherds are even camels, even thin camels, they can't even count as horses!"

"But now, it's been more than 40000 years. No one cares about the divine world and Muyun. What we care about is the control of the divine world!"

"A bunch of freeloaders!"

In the blood owl's eyes, there was only the expression of hate iron but not steel.

"Mu Qingyu is the tenth patriarch of the Mu clan. They have forgotten the rumors of the Mu clan. It is difficult to deal with a single MU Qingyu. Now, Mu Yun is about to rise to the divine world. At that time, father and son will work together, not to mention the chaos and fighting separately. The nine gods are the nine gods combined, and they are not opponents!"

"Young patriarch, what shall we do?"

"Find Mu Yun and kill him!"

The blood owl said coldly, "now the only way is to kill Muyun. Muyun is dead. Muqingyu can't be so calm when he does anything!"

"Yes!"

The blood owl looked at the front and said faintly: "Mu Qingyu, even if you love your son again, but the divine world, but looking for a needle in a haystack, I can't rely on soul knowledge to lock Mu Yun, you can't either. It depends on who is lucky to find Mu Yun first!"

"Report!"

At this moment, outside the main hall, a figure quickly entered, knelt on one knee and kowtowed his head: "young patriarch, big things are bad. The patriarch of the shepherd, Mu Qingyu, announced in the boundless sea... The birth of a new shepherd!"

"What!"

Hearing this, the blood owl turned red, a mouthful of blood burst out, and the whole person's face was even more pale and terrible.

"Young patriarch!"

"Young patriarch!"

"I'm fine!"

The blood owl waved his hand at the moment and said, "Damn it, the shepherd cloud swallowed up my soul consciousness and avatar. I want to rely on my external avatar to step into the realm of virtual God!"

"How possible!"

The middle-aged man was stunned and said: "no matter how the blood of the shepherd is against the sky, it is impossible to devour the soul..."

"It's impossible, but he can herd clouds!"

The blood owl hated and said, "pity those old people. They are stubborn. Unexpectedly, when Mu Yun returns, their death time will come. They are still thinking about fighting with each other. The more they ignore the Mu clan and Mu Yun now, the more they will eat the bitter fruit they planted in the future!"

"What shall we do?"

"Pass on my order. Now order everyone to search for the trace of Muyun and find the whole divine world. Even if it is ten or one hundred years, we should find Muyun!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man arched his hands at the moment.

Although he knew in his heart that looking for mu Yun in the divine world was like looking for a needle in a haystack, he could not fail to follow the orders of the young patriarch.

The blood owl looked out of the hall and wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Muyun, when you come to the divine world, it's not my condensed avatar to play with you, but my own Buddha. In this divine world, how many geniuses wanted your life 40000 years ago. Now, they are the mainstay of all divine families!"

"If they know you're not dead and come back, you may die if you don't meet me!"

When the words fell, the blood owl walked out of the hall step by step and looked at the sunshine in the secret boundary of the blood clan. The sunshine was gathered by a huge flame spirit crystal. The sun rose and set, consistent with the outside world.

The blood owl raised his palm slightly, held up the light and said calmly, "want to abolish my position as the leader of the young clan? The blood prince, who else can be competent except me? Old guys!"

The words fell, and he walked out step by step to the blood clan discussion Hall

At the same time, the fairyland is very chaotic above the earth.

After three months, Mu Yun slowly opened his eyes.

A powerful soul consciousness immediately shrouded the whole chaotic land and spread towards the fairy world.

"Spirit..."

Mu Yun whispered with joy in his heart.

He swallowed the flesh and soul of the blood owl incarnation. Now, he finally reached the realm of half step virtual God!

The palm clenched, and a smell of space tearing spread faintly.

At this moment, it is more than three months before he fought with the blood owl.

The whole fairyland, now, except for the Buddha realm, is full of cloud alliance flags.

Unifying the fairyland is not empty talk!

Muyun gave a dead order to stop the army of the cloud alliance from taking half a step.

But at the moment, those chaotic cracks in space are still tearing and changing. There is no weakening trend, but they are increasing step by step.

He knew that if he didn't fly, he and Xie Qing would be swallowed up by the chaos and cracks of space, and there would be no residue left.

At the moment, Meng Zimo, Qin Mengyao, Lu Qingfeng, Zhuge Wen and others looked at him and Xie Qing from a distance.

"Everybody!"

Mu Yun said faintly at the moment, "Xie Qing and I are leaving the fairyland!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people were in an uproar.

The leader of their cloud alliance, the king, is leaving the fairyland before enjoying this grand event with them?

"Elder martial brother!"

Muyun looked at Lu Qingfeng and said, "after I leave, Yunmeng, you will be the leader of the alliance!"

"No way!"

Lu Qingfeng suddenly spoke at the moment.

"Do you think you are the only one who wants to reach the divine world?"

"You..."

"Maybe soon, you and I will meet in the divine world!"

Hearing this, mu yundun burst into laughter.

"In that case, master, only you!" Mu Yun looked at Zhuge Wen.

"I have old arms and legs. I won't go to places like the divine world. Don't worry. I'm still the vice leader of cloud alliance. You'll always be the leader of cloud alliance!"

"Yes!"

"Brother Mu!"

At the moment, the sword sealed the immortal and said, "I quit this position of alliance leader. I was used to being free. Now you will step into the divine world. I'd better continue to wander in the celestial world!"

"Good!"

Mu Yun did not ask to stay.

He and Jian Fengxian are confidants. They can be said to have completely two personalities, but they can risk their lives for each other.

This is a confidant. You know me. I know you. There's no need to say more.

"Aunt Jing..."

Mu Yun looks at Ye Jingyun.

"Well, don't be sensational!" Ye Jingyun said, "I wanted to organize a grand wedding for you. Now it seems that it has failed, but I must treat my daughter well!"

Ye Jingyun took ye Xueqi and said, "I gave her to you!"

"Sure!"

Mu Yun's eyes fell on the people.

"Hao Tengfei, Zhong Hao, Han Hui, sun Yanzhou, you four..."

"The alliance leader is waiting for us!" Hao Tengfei said with a faint smile, "farewell to the divine world!"

"Even Xie Qing is so afraid of death. It seems that the four of us don't follow the leader of the alliance. It's not like words!" Zhong Hao smiled.

"I'll wipe it, Zhong Hao. Wait for your boy. I'll peel your skin one day!" Xie Qing shouted.

"Lord!"

Mu Tianshang arched his hand and said, "take care all the way!"

"Smelly boy, I'm going to fight in a wider world, not to die!"

"Yes!"

Mu Yun understands that Lu Qingfeng, Hao Tengfei, Zhong Hao, Han Hui, sun Yanzhou and mu Tianshang will surely reach the divine world.

These people are also what he cares about most.

"Moyang, Qi Ming!"

Mu Yun looked at his two disciples and said, "Sir, I tell you that in the fairy world, I am the fairy king. When I arrive in the divine world, maybe I am the Lord of the divine world. If you two..."

"Don't worry, master!"

Qi Ming knelt on his knees, knocked and said, "disciple, I will find you!"

"Moyang must follow the master!" At this moment, Moyang is also kneeling down.

"Get up!"

Looking at them, Mu Yun said with a smile: "you two boys, I'm most worried about singing together. An honest man must be smooth in dealing with people in the future, you know?"

"Yes!"

"And you, Moyang!"

Mu Yun scolded, "you boy, practice your swordsmanship well. Master, when you surpass me, of course, it's just swordsmanship!"

"Sure!"

At this moment, looking at the people, Mu Yun explained one by one. The necessary things are naturally ordered.

But his eyes finally fell on Meng Zimo, but mu Yun was speechless for a time.

"Purple ink, Yao son, Xue Qi, Yoona, core son, nine sons, fairy language, moon heart......" Mu Yun shouted names for a few times, even himself could not help but face a blush.