Chapter 643

When stepping into the fairy tomb, Muyi suddenly remembered the hyphen left on the table of the village head of Jiangjia village. Be careful.

Be careful what? Be careful who? Is it the ape King's parents and children of Liangjie mountain, or the fairy tomb in front of us? Or the black hand behind it? And what does the other person know? Unfortunately, the answer can only be found after he goes back.

"Qiang!"

The sabre Qi flew into the air, suddenly cut down, and directly shrouded Muyi. Muyi seemed to have expected and directly raised his fist to fight. The two made a fierce attack in mid air. Then the sabre Qi collapsed, and Muyi's body shook and disappeared in place.

Just as Muyi had just disappeared, another stronger knife Qi cut down and directly tore the earth. Unfortunately, Muyi had long gone.

"The master of Dao Qi was at least a strong man of more than five days."

Looking back on the knife, Mu Yi couldn't help but marvel in his heart. Only his residual thoughts could play such an attack. In his heyday, the knife Qi was absolutely earth shaking, and not far away, there was a hill split in two. It was estimated that it was the hand of this one.

Unfortunately, in the end, he died and was buried here, and his obsession was hard to dissipate.

"Dead."

As soon as Mu Yi stood still, there was a roar in his ear, and a long gun penetrating the void flew in, with residual blood on the tip of the gun, with a thick sense of reluctance.

At this time, Mu Yi's face was a little dignified. Even if these strong men had already died, there were only unyielding residual thoughts under the ages, but if they were careless, they would only hate here in the end.

The owner of the long gun in front of him was obviously more powerful. The strong man of more than seven days had obviously walked a long distance along the gun path. This gun even made Muyi feel irresistible, and was constantly shaking his mind.

"Repression." Mu Yi thought, and the salary lamp suddenly appeared in his heart. The virtual shadow of the long gun certainly didn't exist immediately. At the same time, Mu Yi pointed out and collided with the long gun.

"Boom!"

Mu Yi took two steps back, and at the same time offset the attack of the gun, but there was a drop of blood on his fingertips.

"What a pity."

Muyi not only didn't get angry, but showed a trace of pity. If the other party was still alive, I'm afraid he didn't have the qualification to fight in front of the other party, but now he didn't even integrate the true meaning of water and fire. The other party's strength was only slightly stronger than the ordinary overlord, but he couldn't cause any harm to Muyi.

After the other party shot, he didn't continue to shoot. The residual thoughts attached to the long gun directly turned into a virtual shadow. Holding a broken long gun in his hand, he looked directly at Mu Yi, "I'm the twelve heavenly kings under the ghost emperor. I'm here to kill you."

"Ghost clan, the emperor under the throne of ghost emperor?" Mu Yi was stunned. He didn't expect the other party to sign up, but what he said shocked Mu Yi. Was it possible that not only the invincible strong but also the great emperor participated in that year?

As for the heavenly king, it is estimated that he is the strong one under the ghost emperor. Maybe he happens to be in the twelfth row, so he is called the twelfth heavenly king. However, his so-called heavenly king, that is, the current king, is just a different name. However, it is normal to think about it at that time, even if it is different from now.

"Although you are a ghost, I respect that you were a strong man for a generation. Today, you and I will not oppress people with force. After you die, I will bury you." Muyi looked at the other party and said solemnly, and his so-called not oppressing people with force actually does not integrate the true meaning of water and fire.

Otherwise, there is no suspense about this kind of battle. Although there is an inextricable hatred between the human race and the ghost race, in Muyi's eyes, he is facing only a once, a former strong man.

"Kill!"

The response to Muyi was just a simple kill word. After a short time, Muyi seemed to see the past, and the two peerless strong launched the last war.

Mu Yi's blood was boiling. He also responded to a kill word, and then he greeted him and broke the gun with his fist.

A corner of the fairy tomb, which has been calm for countless years, seems to be gradually recovering with the arrival of Muyi. In the air, only two vague figures can be seen. Muyi takes 49 shots from each other with bare hands and feels that a real invincible heart is gradually bred.

"If you can fight with you at the peak, you will die without regret."

The fortieth shot was blocked by Mu Yi and counterattacked. His boxing skills had been honed. His boxing intention was empty and integrated with his real body. Coupled with the combination of xuanming spring, his boxing intention became more vast and showed an extreme chill.

Then Mu Yi gave back twelve fists. The nameless fist had a new feeling again, which greatly increased the power of his fist.

After the 12th punch, the other party has retreated dozens of feet, and his body is getting darker and darker. It seems that he will dissipate at any time, but there is more clarity in the other party's eyes.

"I'm already dead," murmured the twelve day king of the ghost clan. Then he took a nostalgic look around. Finally, his eyes focused on Muyi.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a Terran?"

"Yes, the Terran Muyi." Muyi said calmly.

"What's the relationship between the ghost clan and the human clan at present?" the other party asked.

"The momentum is like fire and water, never die." Mu Yi said.

"Did the prophecy really come true?"

"Prophecy? What prophecy?" Muyi asked suspiciously.

"Forget it, it's not good for you to know too much. In the face of one of my Terran friends, I advise you not to go in again."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have a reason to go in." Mu Yi shook his head. Although he also knew that the other party was for his good, he had to go in. Although the two people and ghosts were at odds at present, it was obvious that in the other party's era, the two families had not been like this, but his prediction should be related to the relationship between the two families at present.

"I'm determined to get here, but no one else can easily control me. But since you want to go in, take my last shot." the eyes of the twelve day king of the ghost family suddenly become sharp, and a terrible breath blooms from him, which even makes Muyi feel like he's not facing any residual thoughts at the moment, But the twelve heavenly kings of the ghost family who were once at their peak.

"OK."

Just now, Mu Yi still has some regrets, but at the moment, he only has a strong sense of war. The true meaning of water and fire blends, making his breath like an erupting volcano.

"This shot is called shengmie."

At this time, Muyi heard the other party's whisper, and even without waiting for his reaction, the gun had penetrated his chest. Muyi trembled and stared, which seemed to be a little incredible.

(if Mu Yi is stabbed to death by a gun, will he receive a brick blade in the end?)