Chapter 1794

Although he entered jianshenzong for a short time, he also knows that Zhuo Jianyi, the leader of jianshenzong, is a strong man in the realm of Shenjun and the top of nanzhuo region, and he has never heard of the name of Shemo Zhuo Yuanhang.

Most importantly, if he is Zhuo Jianyi's father, will Zhuo Jianyi imprison him here and raise the sword with his sword soul?

This is simply a treacherous act!

I'm afraid no strong man will treat his father like this. What's more, his father is still the leader of the sword God sect, and he will pass the throne to himself sooner or later. Why?

"You lie!"

Not only that, Zhuo Yuanhang suddenly roared at the moment: "you lie, you lie, it's impossible, it's impossible, how can you be the prince..."

The old man is crazy at the moment, looking at Mu Yun and talking to himself.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Seeing the old man's performance, Mu Yun shook his head completely.

I thought I met a sect leader who was hiding here in order to get a chance of life. Now it seems that I'm blind.

What do you think of this old man? He's crazy!

Mu Yun ignored this person.

The madman told him that he was the prince of the shepherd, and he would not believe it. Quan should be joking.

Mu Yun continued to fiddle with the six holy tablets.

Now, among the six sacred tablets, only the one that summoned grandpa and taigrandpa can be driven by him wholeheartedly, and he can't parry the other four.

So it's too difficult to combine the six sacred monuments to help him leave.

And although the blue falling yellow spring map has strong defense, his strength is too low to resist the squeeze of those vigorous winds.

But Muyun doesn't want to give up.

If the heart is dead, then everything is over!

"Try again!"

Mu Yun ignored the crazy old man talking to himself. Six holy tablets were placed around him. Looking around, the picture of blue falling and yellow spring rose directly at this moment.

At this moment, the picture of blue water falling and Yellow Springs is expanded, in which the scenery of mountains and rivers, lightning and thunder are fully displayed.

"Picturesque scenery!"

But at this moment, the old man roared.

This roar almost scared Mu Yun to death.

"What are you yelling at?"

Mu Yun looked at the old man and said discontentedly, "this is really green..."

"No!"

But suddenly, Mu Yun's face was cold.

He just told the old man about the six sacred monuments, but he didn't say that it was a picture of the blue falling yellow spring.

How did the old man know?

Mu Yun suddenly turned around and glanced at the man in front of him.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know that this picture is a picture of falling green water and yellow spring!"

He held the ghost sword tightly in his hand and didn't dare to be careless.

"The picture of green water falling into the yellow spring. I once followed the patriarch of the herdsman, Mu Qingyu. I was lucky to see that the patriarch used it. It can be said to be a peerless picture of heaven and sea. Who are you, kid? How can this picture be in your hands?"

The old man is also cold at the moment.

At the moment, they are tit for tat. There is a smell of disagreement and fighting.

Mu Yun is a little puzzled at the moment.

What the old man just said... Patriarch?

Mu Yun frowned and said, "are you... A member of the shepherd family?"

"Who the hell are you?"

The old man asked again.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I thought you were crazy. Now it seems that I'm not. But I've been cheap for a while and told too many secrets. It seems that I can't do without you!"

Mu Yun secretly hates his carelessness.

Just now, I thought the old man was crazy and told the holy tablet to the sky. Now I find that the old man is not so simple.

Once his identity is exposed, it will be an endless disaster.

Which of the ten ancient tribes in the divine world, except the shepherds, doesn't want him to die?

"Except me?"

The old man laughed and said, "boy, even if I'm imprisoned here, it's very difficult for you to get rid of me in your little realm of true God!"

"You are very confident!"

Mu Yun said again, "to tell you the truth, I am Mu Yun, and Mu Yun is me. The prince of the Mu nationality, in this life, I will return to the Mu nationality and kill all the people who killed me in the past. None of the nine ancient tribes can escape!"

"I won't make any mistakes on this road!"

"Are you really the prince of the shepherd?"

The old man's fingers trembled at the moment.

"Yes, it's me!"

"Impossible!"

The old man raised his long hair, showed his cheek and said, "if you are the prince of the shepherd, how can you not know who I am?"

"Who are you? Fuck me!"

Mu Yun Xu spirit sword is now secretly storing power.

The old man is right. Even if he has been imprisoned here for thousands of years, it is difficult to kill him.

A God King, can he kill when he understands the soul of the sword?

But he still wants to kill!

"Swing the sword!"

Kill directly with one sword. Mu Yun is too lazy to talk nonsense at the moment.

"Stop!"

The old man drank and his whole body was shocked. In an instant, those magic swords of solid artifact level all around him flew up directly at this moment.

Whew, whew

In an instant, Mu Yun was surrounded by no less than ten divine swords.

"Boy, do you still think you can kill me?"

"Why not?"

Mu Yun snorted, and the two holy tablets behind him burst directly at this moment.

"Meteor shower!"

"Earth explosion and sky meteorite!"

In an instant, the secret skills of the herdsmen in the two holy monuments were displayed in an instant.

Boom, boom

In an instant, the roar of the whole heaven and earth was harsh and spread.

At this moment, Mu Yun almost mobilized all the forces in his body and crashed into each other at this moment.

"Blood guard, kill!"

At the next moment, three hundred blood guards appeared directly and killed all the old people.

The whole bottom of the cliff suddenly roared, the earth collapsed, and everything became trembling.

Mu Yun was panting and looked carefully ahead.

At this moment, he used all his strength.

If you can't kill this old thing, it's really over.

"Ha ha..."

But the ashes scattered, and a loud laugh suddenly sounded.

Crazy laughter, at this moment, spread throughout the valley.

"It's over!"

Mu Yun's heart is completely cold at this moment.

Meteor burst rain and earth burst sky meteor, in the peak state of Zhenshen, can be said to be powerful. Unexpectedly, they can't kill the old thing at all. Now, it's over.

"Ha ha..."

At the moment, the old man was crazy and looked at Mu Yun with excited eyes.

Bang Bang

Impressively, the old man knelt down and looked at Mu Yun with blazing wild reverence in his eyes.

"My subordinates, Xuantian Shi, Zhuo Yuanhang, leader of the ninth brigade and the eighth brigade, see your Highness the prince!"

The words shocked Mu Yun completely.

Xuantian Shi?

Team nine!

Captain of the eighth team?

Mu Yun was confused at this moment.

"Are you a Xuantian warrior?"

"That's right!"

Zhuo Yuanhang banged his head three times and said respectfully, "Your Highness, your subordinates didn't know Mount Tai before. If you offend your highness, please don't be surprised!"

"Er... Well, you get up first!"

"Yes!"

Zhuo Yuanhang was in rags and looked at Mu Yun with ecstasy in his eyes.

It was more warm than when a soldier who had been in the army for three years came home and saw his wife.

Mu Yun coughed and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Zhuo Yuanhang!"

"Yes!"

"Well, that, I'm not calling you!" Mu Yun said awkwardly, "why can't I remember..."

"Your Highness doesn't have to mind." Zhuo Yuanhang comforted: "the patriarch once said that the prince would return if he didn't die. When the prince returns, it will be the time for us Xuantian to shine!"

"And the patriarch also said that when the prince comes back, there may be a short loss of memory. We can't remember waiting. We can afford to wait!"

"Dad really has everything under his control..."

Mu Yun looks at Zhuo Yuanhang and is not sure.

"You didn't believe me just now. How can you believe me now?"

Hearing Muyun's words, Zhuo Yuanhang knew that Muyun didn't trust him.

"Your Highness!"

Zhuo Yuanhang pointed to the three hundred blood guards and said, "I had doubts when I saw the prince take out the holy tablet, but I knew when I saw the three hundred bone family soldiers!"

"In those years, I was a close guard when I was a patriarch before I became a patriarch. I met these bone clan soldiers. Later I learned that these are bone clan soldiers. These bone clan soldiers can be said that the patriarch regards his own life!"

"Now, in your hands, there is only one possibility. That's what the patriarch gave you!"

"Who will the patriarch give? I really can't think of anyone else except you and his son!"

"Could someone else have taken it?" Mu Yun said with a smile, "there are so many experts in the divine world!"

"Impossible!"

Zhuo Yuanhang shook his head and said, "in the divine world, even if there are experts like clouds, none of the nine ancient clan chiefs is an opponent of the clan chiefs. Among the human race, there is no one who can compare the magic power of the clan chiefs!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun was surprised.

Unexpectedly, my father is so powerful!

"It's too hasty to confirm my identity in this way?"

"Look at the captain of the ninth brigade, but you know that it's zhuoyun again?" asked the captain

"Shaolong? Where is he? Is he still alive?"

Zhuo Yuanhang said excitedly: "in those years, our Xuantian Shi nine brigade went to war with the crown prince. As a result, the crown prince was besieged by the ancestral gods of the nine nationalities. We Xuantian Shi fought hard, but as a result... We still didn't save the crown prince!"

Zhuo Yuanhang burst into tears at the mention of this remark.

Mu Yun can feel that it is out of deep remorse! "Nine captains, I don't know whether they are alive or dead. Eighty one captains, dead or wounded, are defeated. Shaolong and I are the captains of the ninth brigade, younger than me. At the beginning, our two teams were dispersed. I don't know whether he was alive or dead these years. The vast divine world is boundless

, I don't know where to find him! "

"Even the secret world of our herdsmen has been broken by the nine ancient tribes, so I don't know where to go and where is my home!"

Zhuo Yuanhang spoke of the depths and couldn't help crying with grief.

For the shepherd soldiers living in the secret world, the secret world is their home.

But the world was turned upside down in the first World War. The most powerful herdsmen were captured by the nine tribes. His Highness the prince died and his home was destroyed. He became floating leaves and had nowhere to find his home.

That pain has haunted him for tens of thousands of years! Patted Zhuo Yuanhang on the shoulder, Muyun comforted: "he's not dead!"