Chapter 3197

Seven million yuan.

In other words, it is not a problem to directly reach the top of the throne from the throne.

However, this is a boundary promotion.

Difficult, too big!

However, it is enough for Muyun to reach the initial stage of domination.

For now, at least two people can stop.

"Great death seeking skill..."

Emperor yuan's face was gloomy and cold.

"Ye Xiaoyao was still dead even if he performed this skill!"

"Nine life emperor, with their own longevity yuan, borrow the power of heaven and earth!"

"What a pity..."

Mu Yun is now wearing ink clothes, and his breath is so strong that it is suffocating.

At this moment, the temples are slightly white, and Shouyuan is consumed excessively. It is impossible to have no counterattack.

"If you make a grand battle between the Heavenly God Emperor and the Xiaoyao God Emperor, I think highly of him, but is it glorious to siege one person and kill the Xiaoyao God Emperor?"

Emperor yuan sneered, "Ye Xiaoyao is not alone. Sun, moon, stars, sword, ZuLong, Guiyi, this is not alone."

"Too lazy to tell you this!"

Mu Yun stepped out one step and looked at the soul Yan God son and disaster God.

"If I kill you, will the ancient gods and emperors appear?"

"It's interesting today. I thought it would be a battle of boundaries, but now it's a battle of domination."

"It's just that since I entered canglan and was chased and killed by people, I have been oppressed. Today, I'm crazy. I'm not happy if I don't kill you!"

A word fell, and Mu Yun killed out in an instant.

At this moment, Meng Zimo, Bi sapphire, Miao Xianyu and ye Xueqi struggled in their eyes.

Mu Yun, cast the great death command again.

Seven million years!

Previously, it took two million years because of Xuanfeng.

This time, it's another seven million years.

Muyun Shouyuan, less than a million years!

The consumption of Shouyuan is the consumption of Muyun's physical potential.

The recovery of Shouyuan is the most difficult.

At this moment, mu Xuanfeng saw this scene, his tender face with a trace of heartache.

"Dad..."

Mu Xuanfeng thought that he was very happy in Danti's house every day. Although he sometimes fooled around, grandma Xu and old man Yue spoiled him.

Nice to meet my father, too.

But now, seeing that his father was forced to such a situation, mu Xuanfeng had tears in his eyes.

"Maple!"

Miao Xianyu is now close to Mu Xuanfeng and protect it carefully.

"Leave here first!"

"I'm not going!"

Mu Xuanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "if Dad dies, he will die everywhere. I won't go."

Miao Xianyu felt distressed for a while.

"Mom, I will practice hard in the future and don't waste my talent. I will refine the best pill in the world and take it to my father, so my father won't have to burn his longevity yuan!"

Mu Xuanfeng said seriously.

"Good boy..." Miaoxian whispered and looked at the figure that was not magnificent but extremely firm.

"Your father has gone through a lot of hardships all the way. He won't die. No one can kill him..."

At this moment, Miao Xianyu's eyes were indifferent.

"Nine spirits seize the monument!"

"Get together!"

After drinking a word, there was a spirit monument in Miaoxian language, which was shining at the moment.

When the spirit tablet appeared, the wonderful fairy language originally had the breath of God's respect, but at this moment, it soared straightly.

In an instant, he reached the ninth weight of God.

As if the spirit tablet had continued the strength of the four realms for her at the moment.

At the same time, on the other side, Meng Zimo, ye Xueqi and Bi Qingyu were the same.

Master, they can't help Muyun.

But the gods in front of us... Are dying!

In the abyss, fighting intensifies

The Ninth Heaven, one of the nine realms of canglan.

At this moment, in the second heaven, the vast land, an endless void, ice and snow palaces stand proudly.

"Damn it!"

A teenager sits on the ground with his knees crossed at the moment, and the breath in his body becomes complex and disordered at the moment.

"Chen er..."

A beautiful woman approached the young man at the moment.

"What's the matter?"

"Grandma, it's all right..."

Hum

The void splits at this moment.

A figure appears at this moment.

Wearing a long ice blue dress and a cold, arrogant and exciting peerless face, I'm worried at the moment.

It's Qin Mengyao.

Qin Mengyao now has a strong breath in her body, which can be called terror.

Dominate the world!

At this moment, Qin Mengyao came to the boy, put out his jade hand and gently explored.

"Again..."

Qin Mengyao said after a long time.

"It's Dad..."

Qin Chen struggled at the moment.

"As my mother said, the dragon and Phoenix double souls in me come from you and my father. At the moment, the dragon soul is unstable and even shows signs of collapse. It should be my father... Something happened!"

Qin Mengyao trembled when she heard the speech.

On one side, LAN Yingbao hurriedly said: "chen'er, don't talk nonsense. Although your father is not a good man, his life is hard and nothing will happen..."

Qin Chen frowned slightly, his face was very white, and his body curled up, which seemed to be in great pain.

"I'll have a look!"

Qin Mengyao turned and wanted to leave.

LAN Yingbao hurriedly said, "where are you going to have a look?"

"You don't even know where Mu Yun is..."

"Tianji Pavilion, calculate the canglan. This time, go to the Ninth Heaven and ask!"

LAN Yingbao said again, "good daughter, the Ninth Heaven, emperor yuan has already sealed the boundary wall. He is here. How can you break the boundary wall and enter the Ninth Heaven?"

"Tianji Pavilion is in the Ninth Heaven. You can't get in. How can you see it?"

Hearing this, Qin Mengyao was stunned.

What should I do?

Can only wait?

Wait... But wait for what?

For a moment, Qin Mengyao shook his God

On his side, Qin Chen's face was white at the moment, with dragon and Phoenix souls and a balance of yin and Yang.

Now, the dragon soul is damaged and the wind soul is unstable. With his divine strength, he can't support it.

LAN Yingbao loves her grandson.

But Qin Mengyao didn't seem to see it.

"Your husband is the flesh of your heart, isn't your son?" LAN Yingbao couldn't see it anymore and said, "give chener pain relief!"

"No!"

Qin Mengyao is now, slim and graceful, standing in place.

"Dust son, can you carry it?"

"Yes!"

Qin Chen nodded.

"Hold on!"

Qin Mengyao's voice was cold and said, "the more painful you are, the more difficult your father is. If you reach the limit, maybe your father..."

"So I need to see how painful you are to judge your father's safety."

Hearing this, LAN Yingbao was stunned.

"You make your son hurt, just to see if your husband is dead or alive? What if it hurts my grandson?" LAN Yingbao scolded.

Qin Mengyao ignored it.

Hearing this, Qin Chen looked helpless.

He sat on the ground cross legged and slowly began to resist the pain by himself.

"Grandma, it's all right..." Qin Chen said faintly: "sometimes, pain is also the way of cultivation..."

"But your mother..."

"Nothing!"

Qin Chen said again.

"Really cruel..." Lan Yingbao shed tears and scolded: "let his son die and live in pain, just to see whether his husband is dead or alive... Too cruel..."

Qin Mengyao stood in place with a calm expression and a trace of coldness in her eyes.

"If you kill my son... I dare to kill you!"

Faint words sounded. Qin Chen and LAN Yingbao were stunned when they heard this.