The already tense atmosphere became even more solemn after the arrival of Emperor Mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three parties are opposed, Donghua is on the side, the Mujahideen Alliance is on the side, and Dishan is one on the other.

The strength of Emperor Mountain, when Mo Yu was entangled with him and fled, everyone saw it, it was a fairy-like figure.

With a wave of his hand, the high-rise buildings collapsed, the houses were shattered, and a breath blade drew a bottomless ditch on the ground.

Therefore, even if he is a person, no one on either side of Donghua and the Mujahideen dares to despise him.

At this time, Donghua's elites also leaped over one after another, standing behind Mo Yu, frowning and looking at the direction of Emperor Mountain and the Mujahideen Alliance.

Wu Xingshen smiled coldly and said, "Emperor Mountain Corpse Emperor, our purpose is the same!" ”

"Oh?" Dishan became interested when he heard this, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by an eager voice.

"Son!"

With a shout full of excitement and affection, Wu Jinghuan, who had just returned, stared at Wu Xingshen with his eyes tightly, and ran towards Wu Xingshen quickly.

Astound!

Startled!

Unbelievable!

Including Mo Yu, everyone looked at Wu Jinghuan who was running in shock.

At this time, Wu Jinghuan was full of a mysterious emotion, she wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

She only had Wu Xingshen in her eyes, and she couldn't tolerate anyone anymore, even the Emperor Mountain Pseudo-Corpse Emperor was ignored by her.

In the camp of the Mujahideen Alliance, the same was true, they looked at Wu Jinghuan who was galloping, and then looked at Wu Xingshen, who had a look of surprise and disbelief, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Divine envoy, there is still a mother?

Moreover, people from the hostile camp?

Wu Xingshen was extremely surprised, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

"Mom!"

"Hmph, look for death!"

At this time, Di Shan's face was gloomy, and he looked at Wu Jinghuan who ran in front of him, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

For this woman who dared to interrupt him, he really didn't bother to take another look.

With a wave of his hand, a gray energy blade flew out and shot quickly towards Wu Jinghuan.

"Be careful!" Mo Yu shouted hurriedly, and the whole person quickly rushed forward.

"Mom!"

Wu Xingshen's face was even more frightened.

Rumble!

Poof!

Blood splattered, Wu Jinghuan's whole person was cut into two pieces, before she died, she looked at the lower body not far behind her in disbelief, and looked at Wu Xingshen with a frightened face with a reluctant face.

"Son... Son..."

When the voice fell, Wu Jinghuan was silent and fell to the ground completely.

Blood flowed, and the dirt turned red.

The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves roll, giving off a rustling sound, as if to see off this mother.

Standing behind Wu Jinghuan, Mo Yu picked up Wu Jinghuan's lower body and silently placed it next to Wu Jinghuan's upper body.

"Mom!!"

Wu Xingshen let out a sad sound, ran to Wu Jinghuan's corpse like crazy, pushed Mo Yu away, and knelt on the ground.

Holding Wu Jinghuan's corpse, Wu Xingshen trembled all over, and did not say a word in the middle of the sound.

Silent silence is the deepest sorrow.

Mourning is greater than the heart is immortal!

Holding Wu Jing tightly in his arms, two red tears fell from Wu Xingshen's eyes.

"Mom, I hate you for giving birth to me, telling me that I don't have a father, for twenty years, I have been rebellious, disobedient, causing trouble everywhere, causing you to apologize for me everywhere, being looked down upon, and being insulted, but, I can't bear you, after the end of the world, I have been worried about you, every day I think about killing the wind and waiting for burial, and then someone in my hand can help me find you, I am incompetent, I was imprisoned before I succeeded, I just got out of trouble, but I didn't go to look for you immediately."

Mo Yu stood aside, listening to Wu Xingshen's self-talk, and his heart felt slightly sour.

"Mom, don't worry, we'll be together soon."

Wu Xingshen had red eyes, stood up, and looked at Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, I will not pursue the past, the Mujahideen Alliance, I will also hand it over to you, I only ask you for one thing!"

Mo Yu nodded slightly when he heard this: "You say!" ”

Wu Xingshen took a deep breath, handed a bronze medal with a faint golden light to Mo Yu's hand, and said, "Help my mother choose a better cemetery!" ”

After that, Wu Xingshen's eyes were full of hatred and walked towards Emperor Mountain.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, knowing that he will die, but he still moves forward.

Mo Yu sighed slightly in his heart, looked at Wu Jinghuan's corpse on the ground, waved his hand, and put it into the furnace space.

Thinking of the enthusiastic Aunt Wu Jinghuan, and thinking of the bits and pieces I saw after meeting Wu Jinghuan.

Mo Yu couldn't help but sigh, it's a pity.

"You, are you looking for death?" Emperor Shan looked at Wu Xingshen with a cold look in his eyes.

Wu Xingshen's eyes were full of hatred, his fists were clenched, and a golden line appeared on his forehead.

Different from the slave character pattern of the ordinary golden rank, Wu Xingshen's forehead is a servant character.

This is also the symbol of the true nobility in the Temple of the Gods, a new character produced by the demigods of the Martial God Realm after helping them refine the Gu poison cultivated in their bodies.

This character also represents the divine disciple seed given by the demigod in their body.

The Prodigy Seed is an amazing thing, it's like a powerful ability, with the ability to quickly heal from injuries and receive the blessing of a demigod at all times.

At this time, Wu Xingshen's forehead lines gradually rose, and he was ready to work hard.

"God-given!"

With a roar, Wu Xingshen's whole body erupted with an extremely powerful momentum.

A mysterious energy descended from the sky and fell into Wu Xingshen's body.

Rumble!

The aura of heaven and earth rioted, and the haze in a radius of thousands of meters around dissipated one after another.

Mo Yu's face changed, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

Divine Seed!

I am afraid that this was given by the demigods when they prayed for the blessing of the demigods of the Martial God Realm to bless the Mujahideen Alliance.

Because, this thing, even the main person in charge of Feng to be buried.

At this time, Mo Yu also saw that Wu Xingshen was going to sacrifice his lifespan and pray for more powerful blessings from the demigods of the Martial God Realm.

This is the privilege of the Divine Seed, who can trade his life for the power of a demigod.

Thundered!

A golden light descended from the sky, like that mysterious power, and it also enveloped Wu Xingshen's body.

This blessing is for Wu Xingshen alone.

Wu Xingshen's muscles jumped up, his upper clothes were shattered, his face was full of pain and hideous, and he was aging quickly.

In just a few moments, Wu Xingshen seemed to be dozens of years old, his hair was gray, wrinkles appeared on his face, and the muscles in his body began to loosen.

Wrinkles appeared on his body, and at a glance, he looked like an old man, older than Zhihua.

"Give me a chance to get revenge with the time of my life!"

Wu Xingshen roared angrily, and instantly rushed towards the somewhat stunned Emperor Mountain, the sound exploded, and the speed caused a sonic boom.

Rumble!

As if Mount Tai collapsed, a loud noise came, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out of Emperor Mountain, which flew out upside down in an instant, smashing through several buildings.

"Give me death!"

Wu Xingshen roared, followed the direction of the Emperor Mountain's flight, and sprinted quickly.

Whether it was the people of Donghua or the people of the Mujahideen Alliance, they all watched this scene with shock at this time.

Wu Xingshen's speed even made everyone unable to see his figure clearly. (To be continued.) )