Chapter 1767

"Ha ha..."

Hearing Muyun's words, yunlang burst into laughter.

"Isn't the division between you and me long over?"

When yunlang laughed, he clenched his right hand into a fist and hit Muyun directly.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yun knew that it was nonsense to continue talking. Only by killing people can we solve the problem.

Seeing the killing of yunlang, Muyun suddenly thought of the bits and pieces between the two in the past. His mind flashed and expelled all those pictures.

"Blood crystal explosion!"

A roar fell. Suddenly, Mu Yun pulled out his hands, and a blood crystal condensed from blood nucleus and blood beads directly impacted out at this moment.

Blood crystal explosion, he has never played it since he reached the divine world.

This is the first time, after swallowing the soul control talent of the blood owl, this is the first time to perform such stunts.

Mu Yun is now convinced that this blow is enough to kill Yun Lang.

Boom

In an instant, a roar sounded. Suddenly, the deafening roar filled the whole hall at the moment.

The hall, which originally looked neat, was destroyed at this moment. The whole hall was full of strong blood breath and violent phagocytosis.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a scream spread.

Listen carefully, the scream comes from yunlang.

The blood crystal burst, and the sound of hissing and cheering sounded, transmitting blood arrows, penetrating yunlang's body layer by layer.

Blood, a smell of blood, spread at this moment.

Mu Yun looked at the figure and frowned slightly, but in the end, he didn't move. He looked at Yun Lang's body and disappeared into the blood crystal explosion.

He once drew blood essence and condensed blood beads, and the explosion power was terrible.

Later, the blood nucleus was obtained and fused into the body, so that the blood nucleus and blood beads were combined to become blood crystals, and the power of an explosion of blood crystals was unparalleled.

What's more, he still integrates the soul control talent of blood owl. His blood vessels are enhanced and the power of blood crystal explosion is completely beyond the limit.

Yunlang's whole body disappeared in the explosion, but his right hand was quietly suspended in front of Muyun at the moment.

"It's mine. It's always mine. You can't take it!"

Muyun palm, gently touch.

Hum

But at this moment, in the main hall, suddenly, a light flickered. The right hand was blowing without wind. At this moment, it moved by itself and returned to the mural.

Mu Yun's face changed and stretched out his hand to grasp it, but then his figure also disappeared in the hall.

The next moment, Mu Yun looked around and was very careful.

This seems to be the world inside the mural.

However, in this world, I can't feel any touch.

Clothes are clearly moving, but there is no coldness of the wind. The sun shines brightly, but there is no warmth of the sun.

Very strange!

Mu Yun stood on the ground and looked around.

Here, there are actually rows of thatched huts standing still. If you look carefully, there are no more or less, a total of 18 thatched huts.

Mu Yun went forward and looked at the eighteen thatched houses, but found that they were very different.

Except for the first thatched cottage, the thatched cottages in other rooms are locked.

Mu Yun went outside the first thatched house and pushed the door into the yard.

"Anyone?"

Looking at the room, Muyun couldn't help but say.

But no one answered.

Mu Yun saw that his right hand was lying quietly on the stone table in the middle of the yard.

"Anyone?"

Mu Yun shouted again, but no one paid attention.

He shook his head and went to the table. His palm touched the right hand.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not move!"

At this time, a slightly indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

With a squeak, the door of the hut opened and a man dressed in black stepped out.

The man's white hair, like snow, reflects the light of gold and silver in the sun. His handsome face looks like a young man in his early twenties. He is dressed in a loose white long shirt with his hands behind him, looking very indifferent.

What attracts Mu Yun most is his white hair, which is very handsome.

"I just asked if anyone was there!"

Mu Yun turned to look at the man and said, "since you are here, I'll leave!"

When the words fell, Muyun's palm just wanted to touch the right hand, but the man said, "don't want to die, leave something!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun said with a smile, "sorry, this is my thing. Why should I stay?"

"Yours?"

The white haired man said with a sneer, "do you know how many people want this thing? You say it's yours? How to prove it?"

"Simple!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "I can cause its reaction!"

Mu Yun said with a wave of his left hand and his left eye staring at the right hand. Suddenly, the right hand that had been quietly placed on the table was suspended at the moment, even with a trace of joy.

The white haired man was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"Who the hell are you?"

The white haired man looked at Mu Yun and shouted, "this is the arm of Mu Yun, the prince of the Mu nationality. How can you move it? It's impossible!"

"Who are you?"

Mu Yun asked, "this is my secret. Naturally, I can't tell you!"

"Your secret?"

The white haired man waved his palm. Suddenly, Muyun felt a strong momentum sweeping into his body, blocking all the forces in his body.

At this moment, he couldn't communicate with anyone at all.

The person in front of you, strong!

Very strong, very strong!

But mu Yun doesn't want to wait to die.

Even if Zhu Xiantu and holy tablet can't start, he still has blood talent.

A swallowing breath suddenly surged up.

"Eh? Are you a shepherd?"

The white haired man suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Yun, more and more confused.

"Yes!"

Mu Yun gasped at the moment, looked at the white haired man in front of him and said, "the blood talent of the Mu nationality can't be copied by others. I think you should know!"

The white haired man frowned.

"You go!"

Suddenly, the white haired man said, "I won't kill you, you go!"

"Don't kill me?"

"You are a shepherd. I won't kill you, but you can't take it out!"

The white haired man said seriously, "as a shepherd's son, you should know that your shepherd used to be a generation of Tianjiao Muyun. This arm belongs to him. I won't give it to anyone!"

"The reason why I tell you this is also because you are a shepherd. If you spread it, I will kill you!"

"Yes, this is mine!"

Mu Yun said at the moment: "I am Mu Yun!"

"Huh?"

The white haired man looked at Mu Yun with cold eyes and a sense of evil spirit, which immediately shrouded Mu Yun.

Mu Yun has not experienced fighting. There have been many battles, big and small, all the way, but the look of the white haired man in front of him makes him as cold as an ice cave.

This is a strong evil spirit that can be gathered by killing many talents.

"Nonsense!"

The white haired man shouted, "you say you are Muyun? Hehe... Your prince Muyun of the Muzu has already died. Are you still lying to me?"

"Ha ha..."

Muyun said with a smile, "you're contradictory. You say Muyun is dead, so you're still waiting for a dead man here?"

"Of course not!" The white haired man hummed, "Your Highness will be reborn and return, take back his divine body and soul, and return to the peak!"

"Didn't I come back?"

Mu Yun smiled calmly at the moment.

"Hum, don't deceive me here!" The white haired man shouted, "to tell you the truth, I was ordered by the patriarch to wait here. The patriarch said that the prince will come back, but it will return as the prince of the shepherd. You..."

“……”

Mu Yun said silently, "how long have you been waiting here?"

"40000 years!"

40000 years!

Mu Yun looked at the white haired man in front of him and was stunned.

"Do you know that things have changed now, which is no longer the case before. I had a problem flying from the fairy world to the divine world, so you have been waiting here for 40000 years. Haven't you contacted the patriarch?"

"I..."

The white haired man was stunned.

Looking at Muyun again, the white haired man said, "if you are Muyun, why don't you know who I am?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Prince Muyun's personal escort xuantianshi, and Ren Shaolong, leader of the ninth team of the ninth brigade!"

The white haired man shouted, "in the past, your highness Mu was very familiar with our Xuantian Shijiu Da captain and 81 small captains, but you didn't know it!"

"I know it's strange!" Mu Yun sneered, "I'm missing my soul now. I can't remember a lot of things before."

"How can I trust you?"

Ren Shaolong looked at Mu Yun, still cautious.

"It's easy!"

Mu Yun is also helpless at the moment.

"Grandpa, please prove it with him!"

"Smelly boy, do you still need me for such a little thing?"

The shadow of Mu FengChen is condensed, and a holy monument appears impressively. The virtual shadow of Mu FengChen is clearly visible on the holy monument.

"Old patriarch!"

Seeing mu FengChen, Ren Shaolong knocked down with a pop and said respectfully, "subordinate Ren Shaolong, see the old patriarch!"

"Old patriarch, are you not dead?"

"Roll, roll!"

Mu FengChen scolded: "look, this is my grandson Mu Yun. It's just a change. Don't you know him? Thanks to you or Xuantian!"

"My subordinates understand!"

Ren Shaolong was really shocked at the moment.

The most hidden part of the herdsmen is the nine sacred monuments.

It is said that there is a big secret hidden in the nine sacred monuments, which is related to the inheritance of the pastoral people.

Only the direct descendants of the herdsmen can start the movement with the power of blood.

The Mu Yun in front of us is obviously the direct lineage of the Mu nationality.

"See your highness!"

At this moment, Ren Shaolong's head is deeply buttoned on the ground and hasn't got up for a long time.

"Your Highness, Ren Shaolong, leader of the ninth brigade and the ninth team of xuantianshi, report to you!"

"There were 118 people in my ninth team. When your highness died in the war, there were only 18 people left in my ninth team. Later, I followed the order of the patriarch and came here with one of your Highness's right hands to hide and wait for your Highness's return!"

"Ren Shaolong failed to protect the Lord. He deserves to die. Please punish him!"

Ba Da's tears fell, and Ren Shaolong's bent figure trembled constantly. 40000 years of being ordered to wait without a signal or contact. It's too hard to wait like this!