On Moyu Mountain, the atmosphere was a little tense at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two clans have been entrenched in the mountain for several months at this time, constantly using huge manpower and material resources to open up this ancient ruin, reaching the deepest depth, but they are not white~ idiots, they know that there are too many strong people gathered at the foot of the mountain at this time, and they want to keep an eye on them, and they will attack at any time.

The shogunate clan, the stronghold gate.

"Perhaps. This will be the day of the fall of our millennial clan. ”

A sorcerer in armour, armed with a saber, suddenly sighed, "The ancient ruins will be an opportunity for us to prosper, but why not be the cause of our downfall?"

Another guard standing by the door also had a slightly complicated voice.

"I've heard from some well-informed people that almost all the spell masters of the entire Plastic Beast Mountain Range have gathered at the foot of the mountain, and although our two clans are powerful, they may not be able to face hundreds or thousands of people who are more than us..."

"Not to mention the scattered plotters, I heard that there are three strange forces right now, and they want to..."

A person said in a complicated voice: "However, the high-level of the two clans seem to ignore it, as if they have absolute self-confidence, and they can kill the strong and weak spell masters gathered by more than 100,000 people like killing ants." ”

They still wanted to discuss it worriedly, but at this moment a person came to the door...

"Young patriarch. ”

"Young patriarch. ”

The two bowed their heads slightly and said respectfully, although they knew that this person had already existed in name only, they were afraid that they would soon be killed by the forces of the Great Elder and support the puppet on the ~ position, but they still maintained a respectful attitude.

After all, although this person is stupid in their eyes, and he is not even aware of his father's murder, but his combat talent and impermanence are extremely terrifying, and they don't want to anger him and become a ghost under his sword.

The two raised their heads slightly, only to find that the young patriarch who was walking slowly at this time was a little different from usual.

"Godfather, godfather, are you good to be the godfather of Xiaoyingge!"

Act Eleven's expression was as cold as ice.

But the back is strangely carrying a babbling cute little baby, the baby girl is shouting in a childish ~ tender child's voice: "Little Yingge's father has just died, I can't lack fatherly love in the process of growing up." ”

At this time, Mu Eleven was obviously bored, if it was usual, he would have picked up the knife in his hand, but now he still endured it and slowly walked towards the Mu clan's gathering place.

And the picture is indeed a little weird, the cold curtain eleven carries the baby on his back and walks inside.

"What the hell is going on?"

The two guards guarding the door glanced at each other, and suddenly flashed confusion and incredulity, after all, the things in front of them were too contrary to common sense, and this level of comical made them hold back in their hearts to not laugh.

Stomp, stomp!

As he went deeper, some people from the Mu clan faintly passed by on both sides.

They looked at the child on his back, and they also cast incredible glances, as if they had seen the most unreasonable thing, and Xiao Yingge was secretly happy with the eyes cast around them.

I just heard her constantly in the crowd, on the back of Mu Eleven, whose expression was as cold as ice, her little hand pointed at Mu Eleven's head behind her, and began to shout frantically: "Introduction, this is my father, my father." ”

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There were expressions of surprise all around.

The sound of rustling began to appear, but with the cold gaze of Curtain Eleven, all of them scattered in all directions in a panic, and no one dared to circle around Curtain Eleven again.

Naturally, they knew how tall the weeds weed weed in the hundreds of graves of the Mu clan weeded.

And at the moment, this person is still the patriarch in name, and he also knows that the great elder is out of face and will not kill him openly, at this time, he is naturally still the identity of the young patriarch, so it is better to be cautious.

Suddenly.

A heavy sound condensed in the air out of thin air, and a coughing and old voice suddenly came out, the sound was obviously not loud, but it spread throughout the entire camp, as if with some kind of infiltrating demonic nature.

"Ahem, at the door, three trash fish corpses, go clean up, hang them at the door, and bury the violent corpses in three days. The old man's melodious voice flickered and disappeared into the air as if it had never appeared.

The camp boiled in an instant.

Someone with a solemn face suddenly strode to the door, and found that the two second-order guards who were still talking and laughing just now had died on the ground, and there were three corpses lying on the same side....

These are three powerful spell masters who can easily subvert and destroy their Shogun.

It was two fourth-order terrifying cultivators, but at this time, they seemed to be like three bedbugs that could be wiped out at will, and they easily fell to the ground, as if they didn't feel anything at all before they died, and they just laughed as always.

It seems that he didn't feel anything at all before he died, but you can imagine how huge the gap between the two sides is.

"A third-order pinnacle... Two fourth-order mid-level!How is it possible!!"

"Even if we are Great Elders, we only have the cultivation of the peak of the third order, and this single fourth order will destroy us..."The frightened voice suddenly came from the crowd that came one after another.

They seemed to be terrified by what was happening in front of them.

"Go away, go away. There was a sudden shouting from the crowd. "The Great Elder is here, all walk away. ”

The crowd abruptly split a passage.

It was an old man of more than five hundred years old at the peak of the third order, and he was covered with mottled wrinkles.

Obviously, he is approaching the end of his life, but the coldness in his eyes means that this person is a vicious person, and it is this person who is ready to murder the Mu clan and seize the position of patriarch.

"Is this?!Elder Taishang?"

The Great Elder suddenly seemed to remember something.

At this time, he was suddenly so excited that he didn't look like an old man, and he was muttering with joy. "Grandfather, are you still alive? I still faintly feel your breath all these years, and sure enough, for the past thousand years, it is you who have been secretly guarding the Mu clan..."

And the surrounding area suddenly erupted into a series of terrifying sounds.

"The grandfather of the Great Elder, is that once the most powerful peerless genius in the history of the Mu Clan?" someone was full of shock, "That former peerless powerhouse, after a thousand years, is still alive today?"

"Incredible. The two fourth-order were wiped out in such a way that they raised their hands and feet!!"

Just when the crowd erupted in joy...

"Not me. ”

An old man suddenly appeared in the crowd out of thin air~ with a terrifying aura of a fourth-order high-level cultivator all over his body, as if he had been there from the beginning, and no one could detect it.

Stompe...

The old man was walking tremblingly from the crowd with a dead wooden cane.

Looking at the three corpses in front of him, the old man suddenly fell silent. "Even I can't do it to the extent of silently obliterating two fourth-order peers. ”

"It's her. ”

Two lines of tears suddenly crossed the old face.

The old man who had secretly guarded the Mu clan for thousands of years suddenly knelt on the ground, and there was a child-like leap of joy, looking up at the sky, and the old tears were rampant: "It's the ancestor, our ancestor of the Mu clan, she is still alive, she is still alive..."

Tick!

Like a spring~ welling tears, sliding down his withered face.

Elder Taishang, who was usually full of coercion, didn't know that he was still in tears, his tone was complicated in excitement, but it was full of fanaticism and sad tears, "Three thousand years. Fully... Three thousand years!!"

"You came from nothing, and you are the origin of the prosperity of our Plastic Beast Mountains. ”

"You have gone to glory with your stupidity and decay like us in this wild and uncivilized land, and then you have abandoned us when we set foot on the pinnacle of this mountain range... How cruel and... Respectable. ”

"You are our God. ”

(To be continued.) )