Mu Tinghao's own profound cultivation was already impossible to mention at this time, and this sentence was completely roared out with his own strength, his voice was hoarse, but it was full of desperate humiliation.

Mu Tinghao's heart has long been filled with death.

Jiang Zhuochun and Xu Chen stood dumbfounded, their hearts as heavy as lead.

Face to face, but speechless.

The night slipped away.

In the haze of the early morning, the masters of the three holy lands quietly walked out of the south gate of Juzhou under the leadership of Xu Chen and Jiang Zhuochun.

There was a soft couch in the middle of the group, and Mu Tinghao sat on it with his body straight.

The left side of his face is flushed, the right side of his face is pale, his body is trembling uncontrollably, and the muscles of his body are also spasming inch by inch, but Mu Tinghao's hair is neatly combed, his clothes are spotless, and his eyes are full of murderous and resolute!

The Three Guardians and the Fourteenth Emperor already didn't know where to fight.

Xu Chen only left a letter for them.

In the end, each sent a falcon to the Holy Land.

At the end of the message to the Supreme Court, Mu Tinghao dictated such a sentence: The glory of the Holy Land, since 100,000 eons, no one can desecrate it, and Mu will defend this honor with his death! After 10,000 years of reunion, there will be a parting, and Ting Hao will say goodbye today!

The soft couch swayed, Mu Tinghao closed his eyes slightly, and felt that all kinds of fragments of his life passed by from the closed eyes.

Therefore, according to old legends, when people are about to die, they will witness a fragment of their life like going back in time, and it seems that the next moment may be the end of their own life

Mu Tinghao, who was not born as the son of the Mu family, was born to a side concubine.

When he was a teenager, he suffered countless white eyes, but fortunately, he was super talented, endured all the way, and was obedient, and when he was eighteen years old, he finally took the lead in the family competition and became a blockbuster.

Mu Tinghao, who has become famous, has received the attention of the elders of the family, but it has also aroused the unanimous hostility of the descendants of the Mu family.

Repeated persecution led to the death of both his parents, and he suffered great humiliation.

A hundred years later, Mu Tinghao, who had reached the realm of the third layer, came to the Mu family again, took revenge, and killed the people who persecuted him one by one! One, and didn't let it go!

Thinking of this, Mu Tinghao was in the extreme pain and torture of capital punishment such as Yin and Yang Soul Refining, but the corners of his mouth still showed a happy smile.

Thinking of the culprit who once ruined his family, he trembled under his hands, and the blood flowed out little by little.

I thought of the man's favorite woman moaning in pain under him, the white skin, the tears on the distorted beautiful face, the bleak blood that was finally cut off by his own knife, and the unbelievable eyes

That kind of exhilaration

At that moment, Mu Tinghao almost forgot all the pain he had endured.

That time was the most proud period of his life, and everyone in the entire Mu family was silent about it.

Mu Tinghao, with his superhuman strength and cruel methods, gained absolute authority and became the youngest head of the Mu family in the past generations!

Then, Mu Tinghao led the Mu family to fight in the rivers and lakes, and developed step by step, making the Mu family a first-class family at that time.

And at this time, he received an invitation from the Supreme Court and summoned him to enter the Supreme Court for retreat.

With the backing of the three holy places, the development of the Mu family has become more and more rapid, for thousands of years, extending to this day, the Mu family has long been a hero!

And Mu Tinghao himself has also become a Venerable, a Sage, and a Holy Emperor, from the Supreme Court to the height of a member of the Heavenly Sage Palace!

A lifetime of glory, a lifetime of brilliance, a lifetime of rigidity for self-use.

Or, some of the things you did wrong, but so what? This world is like this, there is nothing to say!

In my life, it is enough to make money and lose nothing.

Mu Tinghao was in pain and smiled

He was half-lying on the soft couch, letting the soft couch carry him, step by step towards the end of his life.

He didn't think about this battle, he just thought about his life over and over again in his heart

Just like recently, killing the Wang family, was he wrong? That's right!

Blame, it's just that the foundation of the Wang family is too weak!

And such a weak family actually saw the ugly thing about himself as a holy emperor, what is it that is not damned? It's a pity to win the battle!

I have dreamed of a battle for thousands of years, a heroic battle in human history, the ultimate battle that will be famous on the continent for thousands of years!

I can't catch up, maybe this is the only and biggest regret in my life.

Eighty miles south of the city, a small hill.

And beyond this hill, and further on, there is a great mountain.

In front of the mountain, a green bamboo forest, swaying in Xiaoxiang, before the bamboo forest, but a vast open space specially renovated.

In the center of the clearing, there is a huge stone tablet ten zhang high, which is engraved, "The place where the bones of the thirty-five masters of the three holy lands are buried, the heroic name lives on forever, and it is immortal!" ”

Everyone stopped moving forward almost at the same time, and their eyes erupted with thick anger!

There were no more, no less, exactly thirty-five people who came.

It seems that the other party knows the whereabouts of himself and the others, and even knows that Mu Tinghao must have come.

The bamboo forest is lonely and empty.

The other party hasn't come yet!?

Xu Chen sneered and said, "This stone tablet is really ridiculous!" ”

He laughed loudly and jumped out, not moving the font on it, but carrying spiritual power on the back, brushing and carving a few words: The place where the Spirit Monarch is buried!

After thinking about it, he engraved a line of small words underneath: Monarch of Spirit, Shameless. Without self-knowledge, the dog is bold enough to challenge the glorious holy land. There are only ghost tricks, but no real strength, and finally defeated and died, which is a laughing stock for the ages and a laughing stock for thousands of years.

After carving, Xu Chen drank in a deep voice, and his spiritual power turned again, and with a mistake in both hands, the huge stone tablet turned from the whole place, and the original back turned into a front.

"Haha, yes, the laughing stock of the ages, laughing for thousands of years, the monarch of the spirit! Brother Xu, this passage you wrote is really gratifying! But why not erase the original words? Instead, it took a little more effort to turn it around? Jiang Zhuochun laughed.

The other three Holy Land masters also suddenly felt refreshed and applauded.

Xu Chen smiled faintly, "Today's decisive battle is a battle of life and death, and when this battle is over, only one side can leave alive." ”

"By doing so, I show that when the living party leaves, it is when his name is erased from this stone tablet!"

"If we erase that passage now, it will seem that we are not sure that we will win, so we will keep it, and it will not be too late to erase it after we have collected the corpses for them."

"Yes, yes, Brother Xu is exactly what he said!" Jiang Zhuochun laughed, "In this decisive battle, we have no reason to fail, let that Spirit Monarch taste the bitter fruits of his own brewing here!" ”

The masters of the three holy lands agreed with a bang, and their morale was high!

The last dark black of the sky finally disappeared completely.

The East is already full of fish white.

The dawn is clearly about to appear.

At the moment, it is already the time of sunrise in the east.

This is certainly the time set by the Spirit Sovereign, but the people of the Three Holy Lands are also looking forward to this moment.

After this moment, all the mysteries will be solved!

The mysterious enemy that has been hidden all this time will also reveal his true colors!

Whether the mysterious enemy is a terrifying doomer or someone else, the dust will settle.

So, they all waited quietly.

These people, any one of them are all veterans of the battlefield, and none of them are not old fritters who are too old to be old.

They didn't have the slightest impatience, and on their faces, there was only a light breeze, whether they were alive or dead, they had already looked down on it.

Even Mu Tinghao, who had been in extreme pain, was calm at the moment when the sun was about to jump out.

Although that group of calmness was so funny on his half-red and half-green face, it also showed the unyielding determination of this Wood Saint Emperor.

A pair of eagle-like sharp eyes, all of them are quietly staring at the bamboo forest in front of them.

The other three directions, everyone didn't look at because it was not necessary!

The dawn reigns on the earth, and the east finally brightens.

The sound of footsteps sounded, neat and fast.

On the left and on the right, two people came at the same time. Fast and light, like two puffs of green smoke, swept across the earth, and instantly came to the front of the bamboo forest.

Each team, thirty-six men, and two teams of seventy-two, walked in such a neat manner, without squinting, showing the strict discipline of the army.

Jiang Zhuochun and Xu Chen looked at these seventy-two people, and their faces slowly sank little by little.

They didn't look at each other's faces to know the incomparable shock in each other's hearts!

It turns out that the other party is not alone, and the power is also quite spectacular, and the people who come are all masters, first-class masters!

Among these seventy-two people, the weakest one also reached the third level of Venerable.

There are nineteen of the fourth level of Venerable, thirty-one people of the first level of the Holy One, and nearly twenty people of the second level of the Holy One.

As for the two leaders, they turned out to be powerful beings of the third level of the Sage!

These seventy-two people alone are already an extremely impressive, extremely huge force!

In today's world, there are such forces!

How did they hide from the ears and eyes of the three holy places?

Even, they have been hiding the whole world.

This kind of power cannot be produced in a year or two, it takes a long time to accumulate, at least two or three thousand years, to be able to create such a force!

How did they do it?

For a while, the masters of the three holy lands looked at each other in unison, and they were all speechless in shock.

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