Chapter 643: Life and Death

When he stepped into the immortal tomb, Mu Yi suddenly remembered the word left on the table of the village chief of Jiangjia Village, be careful.

Be careful of what? Watch out for whom? Is it the ape emperor of the Two Realms Mountain, or is it the immortal tomb in front of him? Or is it the black hand behind it? And what does the other party know? Unfortunately, the answer can only be known when he finds the other party after he returns.

"Boom!"

The sword qi was in the air, and it suddenly slashed, directly enveloping Mu Yi, and Mu Yi seemed to have expected it, and directly raised his fist to meet the attack, and the two sent out a violent exchange in mid-air, and then the knife qi collapsed, Mu Yi's body shook and disappeared in place.

Just as Mu Yi disappeared, another stronger sword qi slashed down, directly tearing the earth apart, but unfortunately Mu Yi was already far away at this time.

"The master of the sword qi was at least a powerhouse above the fifth heaven before his death."

Thinking back to the knife just now, Mu Yi couldn't help but marvel in his heart, leaving only the remnants of his thoughts to exert such an attack, in the heyday of his life, the sword qi was absolutely earth-shattering, and not far away, there was a hill split in half, which was probably from this one.

It's a pity that in the end, he still died and was buried here, and the obsession was difficult to dissipate.

"Die."

As soon as Mu Yi stood still, a roar sounded in his ears, and a spear piercing the void flew in, and the tip of the spear was bloody, with a thick unwillingness.

At this time, Mu Yi's face became a little solemn, even if these strong men had already died, and under the eternal years, only unyielding remnants were left, but if they were careless, they would only hate here in the end.

The owner of the spear in front of him was obviously more powerful in his lifetime, and the powerhouse above the Seven Heavens had obviously walked a long distance along the way of the spear, and this shot even made Mu Yi feel irresistible, and it was constantly shaking his mind.

"Repression." Mu Yi's mind moved, and the lamp suddenly appeared in his heart, and the phantom of the spear immediately disappeared, and at the same time, Mu Yi pointed out and collided with the spear.

"Boom!"

Mu Yi took two steps back, and at the same time neutralized the attack of that shot, but there was an extra drop of blood on his fingertips.

"It's a pity."

Mu Yi not only did not get angry, but showed a trace of pity, if the other party was still alive, he was afraid that he would not have the qualifications to make a move in front of the other party, but now, he did not even fuse the true intent of water and fire, and the strength of the other party was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary overlord, but he could not cause any harm to Mu Yi.

After the other party shot a shot, he didn't continue to shoot, and the residual thought attached to the spear directly turned into a phantom, holding the spear that had been cut off, and looked directly at Mu Yi, "I am the Ghost Emperor, the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs, and I am here to kill you." ”

"Ghost Clan, Heavenly Monarch under the Ghost Emperor's Throne?" Mu Yi was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to sign up, but what he said made Mu Yi a little shocked, could it be that there were not only invincible powerhouses here, but also the emperor involved?

As for the Heavenly Monarch, it is estimated that he is the strongest person under the Ghost Emperor's throne, maybe he happens to be ranked twelve, so he is called the Twelve Heavenly Monarch, but his so-called Heavenly Monarch, that is, the current king, is just called different, but thinking about it at that time and now, even if it is different, it is normal.

"Although you are a ghost clan, I respect you for being a generation of strong people, and today I will not overwhelm people with force, you and I will fight, after you die, I will bury you." Mu Yi looked at the other party and said solemnly, and his so-called not to oppress people with force is actually not to integrate the true meaning of water and fire.

Otherwise, there would be no suspense in this kind of battle at all, although there is an inextricable grudge between the human race and the ghost race, but in Mu Yi's eyes, what he is facing at the moment is only a once, a former powerhouse.

"Kill!"

And the response to Mu Yi was just a simple killing word, and in an instant, Mu Yi seemed to see the scene of the past, and the two peerless powerhouses started the final battle.

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

The corner of the immortal tomb that has been calm for countless years, with the arrival of Mu Yi, seems to be gradually recovering, in mid-air, only two blurred figures can be seen, Mu Yi is bare-handed, hard to receive the opponent's forty-nine shots, and experience a feeling that has never been felt before, a real invincible heart, is gradually being conceived.

"If you can fight with you at your peak, you will have no regrets in death."

The fortieth shot, Mu Yi blocked, and launched a counterattack, his boxing skills have already been honed, the fist intent is in the air, and the real body is integrated, coupled with the combination of the Xuanming Spring, his fist intent has become more vast, and there is an extreme chill.

Subsequently, Mu Yi returned the twelve punches, and the nameless fist once again had a new feeling, which made his fist more powerful.

After the twelfth punch, the opponent had already retreated dozens of feet, and his body was getting darker and darker, as if it was about to dissipate at any time, but in the other party's eyes, there was a trace of clarity.

"It turns out that I am already dead." The Twelve Heavenly Monarchs of the Ghost Clan muttered to himself, then glanced around nostalgically, and finally, his gaze locked on Mu Yi.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're a Terran, right?"

"Yes, Terran Muyi." Mu Yi said calmly.

"What is the relationship between the ghost race and the human race in the underworld right now?" The other party asked.

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

"Did the prophecy come true?"

"Prophecy? What prophecy? Mu Yi asked suspiciously.

"Forget it, it's not good for you to know too much, for the sake of the face of a friend of mine who used to be a Terran, I advise you not to go any further."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have a reason why I have to go in." Mu Yi shook his head, although he also knew that the other party was for his good, but he had to go in, although the two clans of humans and ghosts were inseparable at the moment, but it was obvious that in the other party's era, there was no such thing between the two clans, but the prophecy in his mouth should be related to the relationship between the two clans at the moment.

"To be able to get this far, with a strong will, but it is not something that others can easily influence, but since you want to go in, then take my last shot." The eyes of the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs of the Ghost Clan suddenly became fierce, and a terrifying aura bloomed from his body, even giving Mu Yi an illusion, as if what he was facing at the moment was not any residual thought, but the Twelve Heavenly Monarchs of the Ghost Clan, who were once at their peak.

"Okay."

Mu Yi was still a little regretful just now, but at this moment, he only had a strong fighting intent left, and the true intent of water and fire blended, making his breath like an erupting volcano.

"This shot is called life and death."

At this moment, Mu Yi heard the other party's murmuring, and before he could react, the shot had already penetrated his chest, Mu Yi trembled, his eyes widened, and he seemed to be a little incredible.

(If Mu Yi is stabbed to death with a shot, and then the finale, will he receive a brick blade?) )