Chapter 567: father?

Chapter 567: father?

"Why can't I?"

Xuantian said proudly, "Then Yunzun thought he was the talent of Tianzong and created the God of War Art, but what happened?"

"The result was that his apprentice had his legs crippled, and he had to make a facelift, conceal his life, endure thousands of years, and live again!"

Xuantian looked very emotional, and said angrily: "Can he feel the resentment in his disciple's heart? Can he understand how much pain his splendor has brought his disciple?"

"you......"

"Stop talking!"

Xuantian shouted: "Kutian Jue vs. Battle God Jue, let's take a look at Yunzun and Kuhai back then, who is more powerful!"

"To be precise, you and me, who is stronger!"

Xuantian's words fell, and the whole body's fighting spirit was as solid as the condensed true essence.

That fierce fighting spirit gathered in Xuantian's body, and the fierce and domineering aura swept away crazily at this moment.

"Success!"

Seeing Kuqing, Xuantian's speed skyrocketed, and he stepped directly out of the way, with high spirits and fighting spirit!

The surging fighting spirit made Xuantian's whole person look completely different at this moment, mighty, domineering, and invincible.

It's just that everyone just looked at the mighty force Xuantian took in that step, but they didn't notice the quiet turning of his fingers.

But other people did not notice, but Mu Yun did.

When he saw the silent bending of the tips of Xuan Tian's fingers, Mu Yun was completely stunned.

His body couldn't help but began to spasm, and his entire face began to sweat.

"Master!"

"Leader!"

"Brother Yun!"

Seeing Mu Yun's weird behavior, everyone around him was shocked and hurriedly supported Mu Yun.

"I...I...nothing, nothing wrong!"

Mu Yun waved his hand, but his expression seemed to be haggard more than a hundred times at this moment.

Seeing Mu Yun's weird expression, Qin Mengyao frowned, but as if thinking of something, an unbelievable expression gradually appeared in her eyes.

"The Seventh God of War Art, Zhan proud of the sky!"

Above the sky, a shout suddenly sounded, and the aura of Xuantian's entire person had undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment.

At this moment, Xuantian seemed to be completely transformed into an immortal, transformed into the only master between the heaven and the earth.

With the seven-fold War God Jue, twenty-five times the power increase, Xuantian at this moment really deserves to be worthy of Zhan Ao Cangqi!

In an instant, the speed of Tianxuan turned into a flash of lightning.

boom......

Almost for an instant, even the bitter green who had operated the Kutian Jue, at this moment, he couldn't resist at all.

Punch!

Xuantian slammed a punch, and Ku Qing didn't even have time to evade, even if it was the defense of the whole body, it collapsed at this moment.

Punch!

Just a punch?

The bitter green body, like a falling meteorite, fell directly into the sea below.

boom......

The thousand-meter-high waves rush straight up.

Suddenly, everyone was completely stupid in place.

Except Mu Yun.

He knew the power of God of War Jue better than anyone.

Confronting the enemy in the same realm, others out of thin air have several times more power than you, this contest is simply impossible to fight.

If Ku Qing cultivates not Kuhai Tianzun's Kutian Art, but other martial arts, I am afraid that at this moment, he is already a corpse!

Wow......

Just as everyone was shocked, a figure suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea.

"Holy Lord!"

"Holy Lord!"

Seeing that **** figure, two figures suddenly rushed out of the crowd.

"Holy Lord!"

Of those two figures, Mu Yun is no stranger to one of them, it was Ren Gang who supported him on the sea five years ago.

And the other figure, unexpectedly, was Qiu Chiyan of Tianjian Mountain.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Qiu Chiyan stood in front of Ku Qing and looked up.

"Red flame!"

Seeing Qiu Chiyan full of anger, Ku Qing hurriedly said: "Don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent!"

When the words fell, Qiu Chiyan nodded bitterly.

At this moment Kuqing, blood was flowing from every pore of his body up and down, and the veil on his face also quietly fell at this moment.

"father!"

"Mu Qingyu!"

Seeing the handsome-looking middle-aged man, Mu Yun, Qin Mengyao and others, were all taken aback.

In the past few years, since Mu Yun entered the Three Thousand Small World, he has been looking for news of his father, but there has been no news.

But at this moment, I actually saw Mu Qingyu at this moment.

Lord of the Temple of Suffering?

Mu Qingyu?

How can this be!

"Father, why are you here?" Looking at Mu Qingyu, Mu Yun was stunned.

In the previous life, as the fairy king, Mu Yun was an orphan who walked out of a hundred thousand mountains since childhood, without father and mother.

After rebirth, he had parents in his ex's body.

Although his father had always abandoned him in Beiyun City before, but later, Mu Yun also understood that in the face of the strength of the Yun family, Mu Qingyu had to do this.

And he even asked his own brother Mu Lin Chen to change the identity of the head of the North Cloud City Mu family to protect him.

Therefore, for the father in front of him, Mu Yun felt the affection between father and son more or less.

"No wonder!"

Mu Yun suddenly understood at this moment.

It's no wonder that the Holy Lord of the Temple of Suffering will suddenly find himself inexplicably to cooperate and fight against Xuankong Mountain.

At that time, he had just established a blood alliance. At that time, where was the future of the blood alliance!

Moreover, after the establishment of the blood alliance, Xuankong Mountain has not exerted pressure on the blood alliance for five years. I am afraid that Mu Qingyu has played a big role in this period.

"Yu Qingmu, Kuqing! Father, just tell me how many aliases you have!"

Mu Yun looked at Mu Qingyu, the Holy Lord of the Temple of Suffering, with a wry smile.

"Smelly boy, are you still thinking about joking now?"

Mu Qingyu looked at Mu Yun and said with a smile: "Xuantian cultivates the God of War Secret Art created by Yun Zun. This God of War Secret Art is so overbearing. My father will send you away now!"

"go away?"

Mu Yun shook his head.

"Father, you don't know what my nature is. I don't want to hit the south wall and don't look back. It's stupid to do it knowing I can't do anything, but who made you give birth to such a stupid son!"

Mu Yun could confidently say the dominance of the God of War Jue, in the entire world, I am afraid that no one knows better than him.

"You kid, over the years, I have watched you grow up step by step, and I am deeply gratified. Before, Dad was unable to protect you. It was Dad's last resort. But this time, Dad won't let you make any sacrifices!"

Mu Qingyu smiled bitterly: "Moreover, I still want to see your child!"

When Qin Mengyao was pregnant, Mu Qingyu was also happily forgetting about it. He was ready to give his grandson the gift, but in the end, he was pregnant for five years.

I also had to make Mu Qingyu sigh that the Ice Phoenix divine beast was really different.

It's just that Mu Qingyu's words just fell, but he couldn't help but vomit blood, and his face became even more pale.

"Father, take a good rest!"

Seeing Mu Qingyu's appearance, Mu Yun no longer looked jokingly, looking up at the sky, the domineering Xuantian smiled and said, "I have something to say, and I want to have a good chat with this god. !"

"Yun'er!"

Seeing Mu Yun rushing out immediately, Mu Qingyu didn't lift it up in one breath, and suddenly he vomited blood.

"Let me ask you, how do you know the God of War Art!"

Flying up, Mu Yun was wearing a black shirt, looking at the white clothed Xuantian in front of him, saying indifferently.

He just heard Mu Yun's question, but Xuantian's eyes flickered, looking at Mu Yun, full of surprise.

"Let me tell you!"

Mu Yun looked at Xuantian with an expression of regret on his face, saying: "The God of War Art was created by Yun Zun for his beloved apprentice Mu Lang. Unfortunately, Mu Lang's heart demon was too heavy, and his cultivation failed, but he ruined himself. One self-cultivation!"

"This incident also caused the estrangement between the two. Mu Lang disappeared, and Yun Zun worked hard to cultivate, hoping to reach the world as soon as possible and find a cure for his apprentice!"

"For this reason, Yun Zun studied alchemy all the way, just to make an elixir for his apprentice to make up for the guilt in his heart!"

"It's a pity that everything is right and wrong. Yunzun died, and his good brother died in the hands of Xuankong Mountain. If I remember correctly, the death of Blood Owl was exactly what the Lord of Xuankong Mountain did at that time. , I'm afraid you are already the God of Xuankong Mountain, right?"

"Mu Lang! How long do you want to hide?"

Looking at that Xuantian, Mu Yun suddenly shouted: "Perhaps, I should call you Yun Lang. Yunzun gave you the surname back then and treated you as your own son. He gave you the surname Mu, which is telling 3000 Everyone in the small world, his disciple of Mu Yun, anyone who dares to bully or bully is looking for death!"

"He said that you regard you as your own, even in order to accept you as a disciple, quarrel with the blood owl, and even for you, to find the wonderful treasure of the world, fall to death, Yun Lang, do you know?"

As Mu Yun said, his eyes gradually turned red.

There was silence all around.

Everyone seemed to have an illusion at this moment.

It was not Mu Yun who was standing in the air, but Yun Zun who was the most powerful person back then.

And in front of him, is his beloved apprentice who makes his heartache.

At this moment, the four guardians of Xuankong Mountain looked even more shocked.

God, is Yun Lang?

So where did their true god, Xuantian, who could be called a peerless talent go?

"What are you talking about, I don't understand at all!"

Xuantian looked at Mu Yun, his eyes flickering.

"Yun Zun was arrogant back then, his apprentice was just a tool for him to curse!" Xuantian said coldly.

"A tool for beating and scolding?"

Mu Yun smiled.

"Yun Lang!"

Suddenly, Mu Yun let out a roar and hoarse, making everyone present suddenly startled.

"Do you remember that thousands of years ago, in three thousand small worlds, the iron doors and the people who slaughtered your whole village, they had a share, who took you to take revenge?"

"Do you remember that in order to comprehend the sword intent, you were under the temper of the cold pool three thousand feet under the countercurrent. In that icy cold pool, who was reluctant to let you catch the cold and warm the water with earth fire?"

"Do you remember, who spent thousands of years of cultivation for you, healed your legs and widened your meridians?"

Do you remember the three sentences, which immediately stunned everyone.

If it hadn't been for them to know, Yunzun was already dead back then, and Mu Yun had walked out of Beiyun City step by step.

They even wondered if the person standing in front of them was the former Yunzun.