Chapter 2192



"Master Shengjie, the Bloody God of War is stronger than before. Even if the six of us join hands, we will not be able to avenge Mu Yanjun." Bai Yun said, meaning that he wanted Luo Tianran to take action.

"Lord Holy Realm, there may be an accident in the Netherworld Demon Palace. The people from the Spirit Keeper said that the Netherworld Ghost was in the Dragon God Temple and killed more than a dozen strong people of the Spirit Keeper. This time we went to the Dragon God Palace to confirm this, but I haven't seen a ghost ghost." Emperor Ming continued.

"It's just a piece of trash." Luo Tianran was not at ease at all, even if Bai Yunqi and the others were all dead, Luo Tianran would not frown.

"Leave the revenge in advance, and you all step back." Luo Tianran looked indifferent.

"But..." Mu Xuanshan wanted to say something, but was frightened by Luo Tianran's terrifying eyes and closed his mouth.

Mu Xuanshan and the others were very puzzled. Luo Tianran said to let them go and do anything, but why did Luo Tianran not do anything when something happened?

With Luo Tianran's terrifying strength, Shan Tong didn't pay attention to it, and it was easy to deal with the Blood God of War and the Dragon Temple.

What made Luo Tianran so terrified that he didn't dare to take action?

Too bad none of them dared to ask.

Mu Xuanshan's monstrous anger could only be contained in his heart.

"What? Can't understand what this seat is saying?" Luo Tianran said coldly, his icy eyes swept to the six of Mu Xuanshan.

"My subordinates retire!" The six Mu Xuanshan hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then left the hall.

"Junior brother, Shan Tong has returned to the Seven Gods Realm. Senior brother wants to see how you deal with him. I will wait for you to come and ask me." Luo Tianran sneered slightly.

As soon as Mu Xuanshan walked out of the hall, his old face suddenly turned gloomy, and his anger rose to the sky, and he cursed in his heart: "What bastard holy world powerhouse! Let it go, when will it be put?"

Mu Xuanshan will not wait, that is his own son!

Mu Xuanshan has made up his mind to avenge Mu Yanjun at all costs.

"Holy Soul Hall Master, there is nothing we can do about this matter. The Blood War God's strength is not under ours. If the Holy World Lord does not take action, we can't help Dragon Temple with our strength." The Emperor Ming sighed.

"Why didn't the Lord of the Holy Realm take action? Is there still a strong person in the Seven Gods Realm that he fears?" Qiu Dingfeng was very puzzled.

"Apart from the Lord of the Holy World, Shan Tong is the strongest. There can be no one else. Frankly speaking, I don't understand why the Lord of the Holy World didn't take action." Leng Moxie shook his head.

"Holy Soul Hall Master..." Just as Bai Yunqi was about to say something, Mu Xuanshan interrupted.

"No need to say anymore, I have my own plans for this matter." Mu Xuanshan said coldly, and then disappeared.

"I'm afraid the Holy Soul Temple will not let it go." Bai Yunqi shook his head helplessly, but he could understand.

Emperor Ming frowned and said: "In addition to the Blood War God, there are Soul Destruction and Thousand Souls, which are difficult to deal with. That old thing Xuanyou is a man of Zhusha, we can't please do not move, I'm afraid we can't intervene in this matter. ."

Qiu Dingfeng and the others shook their heads helplessly.

......

"Oh? Mu Yanjun was killed? Dad, you're not lying to me, are you? Who is so daring to kill Mu Yanjun?" A man in the Ming family hall asked in surprise.

"Feng Wuchen." Emperor Ming frowned.

"Feng Wuchen?" The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Haha! Dad, come on? Just Feng Wuchen can kill Mu Yanjun? Who are you lying to?"

The man is none other than Ming Yang, the young master of the Ming clan, one of the top geniuses of the Seven Gods Realm. His cultivation base has reached the realm of six-star gods, slightly higher than Mu Yanjun.

However, it is only a high level of cultivation. The real combat power, Ming Yang is not the opponent of Mu Yanjun.

Seeing Emperor Ming's solemn expression, Ming Yang asked again, "Father, what is Feng Wuchen's cultivation base now?"

"Two Star God Venerable." Emperor Ming said.

"Two Star God Venerable?" Ming Yang was stunned for a second, then frowned and said: "This kid has the Heaven Defying Divine Bead and the Space Ring, it is normal for his cultivation to improve quickly, but his improvement has an unstable foundation, I'm afraid even the Second Star God Venerable. The true power of the man can't be exerted, and it is impossible to kill Mu Yanjun."

Mingyang still doesn't believe it.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it, but with the power of the ancients, as well as artifacts and sacred artifacts, he stepped into the realm of the Six-Star God Venerable." Emperor Ming said solemnly.

"What? The realm of the Six-Star God Venerable? The four-star combat power has been improved? Dad, are you okay?" Ming Yang's eyes widened, and he reached out and touched the Emperor Ming's forehead.

Emperor Ming glared at Ming Yang fiercely, so scared that Ming Yang immediately stopped.

"Father, let alone improving the combat power of four stars, even if Mu Yanjun has ancient power, he can only improve two stars. Looking at the entire Seven Gods Realm, no one can improve the combat power of three stars, let alone four stars." Ming Yang spread his hands, completely disbelieving.

"Father, I think you are too tired, take a good rest." Ming Yang waved his hand and walked out of the hall swaggeringly.

Emperor Ming shook his head helplessly, Ming Yang didn't believe it, but Emperor Ming could understand.

After all, if it is replaced by anyone, as long as they don't see it with their own eyes, they will never believe it.

"Is Feng Wuchen? The alchemist field is superb? Don't you know that strength is the most important thing? If it wasn't for the powerful strength of Lord Soul Destroyer back then, how could he suppress the Seven Gods Realm? How could it be for alchemy? Master venting your anger?" The corners of Ming Yang's mouth rose slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master, where are you going?" Seeing Ming Yang coming out, one person asked respectfully.

"Go to the Dragon Temple and see if Feng Wuchen is really as strong as my father said." Ming Yang sneered.

"Young Master, the patriarch has given an order, and no one is allowed to go to the Dragon Temple." The man said quickly.

"You are not allowed to go to the Dragon Temple?" Ming Yang looked back at the main palace in surprise, and said strangely: "What's wrong with my father? Is it evil? Is this the Ming clan? When did my father become so useless? It's just a small Dragon Temple, as for fear of this? Don't we have the support of the Lord of the Holy World?"

"Young Master, you should go back to practice." The man said helplessly.

At this moment, a figure flashed out.

"Mingyang!" The visitor shouted excitedly.

"Okay Leng Tianxu, the cultivation base has broken through the Seven Star God Venerable." Ming Yang said a little displeased.

"Hey, let's not talk about this, I just heard from my father that Jun Yan was killed by Feng Wuchen! He also said that Feng Wuchen was just a two-star god, and even gave an order not to allow people from Yingluo Temple to go to the dragon. The temple! Are you saying it's ridiculous? I still sneaked out." Leng Tianxu laughed.

"Your father also gave an order?" Ming Yang looked at Leng Tianxu in surprise.

"Also?" Leng Tianxu looked at Ming Yang in astonishment.

The two looked at each other, and Ming Yang immediately laughed and said, "Let's go, let's have a drink."

"Young master, the patriarch has already ordered..." Before the man could finish speaking, Ming Yang and Leng Tianxu had already disappeared, and the next words came out: "I have ordered..."