A void door suddenly opened, and it came from the long river of time!

The time of Winter Thunder Peak passed, and it suddenly stood still. Except for the six peak masters on the sea of clouds who had cultivated above the Yuan Infant, everyone else was as if they were frozen in ice, maintaining that expression that was either incredible, or smiling playfully, or envious.

Even Zhang Dou, Lu Wanxi, Ye Qiu, Jimo, Chenglong and others, who are the proud sons of the sky, also can't escape the fate of being "frozen", because their cultivation is too low.

Between heaven and earth, the yin wind shouted, the long river of time flowed slowly, and the door of the void was completely manifested, and it was actually ten thousand feet high. Through the door, a brutal battlefield was clearly visible, shattered and mutilated everywhere. There was the mountain-like true spirit, lying in an endless pool of blood, and there was the fluttering immortal, who was nailed to death on the battlefield with a spear pierced through his chest.

There are even Taoist, Confucian, and Buddhist disciples, and the blood flows like a river.

Mu Yun, as the only person who could move, manifested the door directly in front of him.

Compared with that gate, he was like a drop in the ocean, like a solid dust, not to mention the tragic battlefield behind that gate.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless great monks who have died, and Yuan Ying, Yupu monks, and even the legendary fairy realm are like ants under the strangulation of such war machines.

The shock in Mu Yun's heart can be imagined, because this door is aimed at him, trying his best to suppress his soul!

Above the sea of clouds, the real person in charge swept the floating dust, and his voice was like a big bell of Hong Lu: "Mu Yun, keep your heart, don't be suppressed by illusory scenes!"

The other peak masters were all surprised, because with their qualifications, they had not yet touched the strongest realm in the legend.

Luo Cheng's eyes were serious, ready to fly down the sea of clouds and take Mu Yun away from here. But the real person in charge of the sect stopped him and said, "Senior Brother Luo, this is Mu Yun's creation, you can't interfere!"

It turns out that the prerequisite for advancing to the strongest four realms is to defeat the strongest four realms of the previous generation who were summoned by the long river of time.

Obviously, the strongest Four Realms of the previous generation was a heroic spirit who died in an unknown battlefield.

The real person in charge of the sect roared angrily, like an initiation, making Mu Yun, who was unconsciously walking towards the door of the void, stop.

At this time, Mu Yun also felt that behind that door, there was a person who was eager to devour him.

Sure enough, the moment Mu Yun's soul regained its clarity, the scenery of the gate changed again, and he saw a young man of the demon clan with horns and six arms, leaving the battlefield and flying towards Mu Yun.

The breath of its life is the Four Realms. However, its four realms are different from those paper-paste realms in the world, which are secretly in line with the avenue of heaven and earth, and they are incomparably strong.

But the door was like a barrier that prevented it from coming into the world.

Through the Void Gate, the demon clan boy was condescending, he glanced at Mu Yun with interest, his indifferent face, and said, "Terran!"

"It's just a human race, paper-paste, and delusional challenges are below. ”

It was already dead, but it didn't put Mu Yun in his eyes.

What kind of person is Mu Yun, how could he suffer, jumped up and scolded: "You demon clan, it's nothing remarkable, even if you look so ugly, it's okay to do with your lip service." ”

The demon clan boy with horns raised an iron sword, and his face was extremely ugly.

But I heard Mu Yun smile and said, "By the way, you are a dead demon." It's really pitiful, they are all dead, and they have to be whipped by me. ”

He slowly grimaced at the demon boy who was about to erupt anger from his nostrils, and said proudly, "I promise you, I will be gentle when whipping the corpse." It will definitely not hurt your little worms, so that after you are reincarnated, you will have a chance to regain your strength. ”

When he said this, he was still provocative, and pointed to the bottom of the demon clan boy with the Qinghong sword.

"I am a defeated person, and I will never be able to transcend it, and I will not be reincarnated again. Perhaps considering his own situation, the demon clan boy knew that the human race was cunning, and he was not Mu Yun's opponent in a verbal battle, so he said: "I am Kunwu, a hundred years ago among the strongest four realms, and died on the bank of the Yeluo River. ”

The other party suddenly became serious, Mu Yun came and did not be rude, and said with a straight face: "Mu Yun of Longhu Mountain, trapped in the bottleneck of the Three Realms for seven years, can be broken today. ”

Hearing his words, the demon clan boy who called himself Kunwu had a dark face, and he had never seen such a shameless person. I didn't expect that I had carried the strongest word for a hundred years, and the opponent I met was so... Waste wood!

Kungo took a breath, barely calmed his mind, and said, "Since fate meets, you and I will fight." If you defeat me, you will be the one who bears the name of the strongest forty percent from now on!"

Mu Yun cautiously asked, "What if I lose?"

Kun Wuleng paused for a moment, that Mu Yun, he didn't know that the name of the strongest was so much luck! He was unprepared and confused, and he entered the pseudo-strongest realm?

He could only say truthfully: "If you are defeated, there are two choices: one is to let me devour your Yuanyang power and regain my life. ”

"No, change it. ”

"The second choice, you are still in the Four Realms, but after failure, the rest of this life, the Great Dao will be tens of millions of years, and you will not be able to meet the strongest. ”

Mu Yun scratched his head: "The second option, it sounds pretty good." Anyway, the biggest loss is nothing more than having nothing to do with the strongest in this life. ”

Kunwu's eyes flashed with a hint of joy that was not easy to detect.

However, Mu Yun glanced at him mischievously, and refused with righteous words: "You die of this heart, I won't compare with you, at least I don't have time to compare with you today." ”

Kunwu's face changed drastically: "Coward, in the face of a dead person, you don't have the confidence to fight, you don't deserve the name of the strongest!"

Mu Yun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever you say, the master is not ready today, so he just won't fight you." ”

Poor Kunwu, who has been dead for a hundred years, and he can't hold down the coffin board because of his anger.

The wild continent, a demon clan that is not many miles away from this place has fallen among the demon clans, its ancestral land, the forbidden place where the ancestors of the past dynasties are buried, the earth shakes, it seems that the martyrs who have been dead for a long time have come back from the dead, and those demon clans have been frightened by the nest and poured out, prostrate on the ground, and keep praying.

It turned out that Mu Yun immersed his mind in the heart lake and studied the book given to him by Cai Wei and written by the blood power.

Not disappointed, that blood clan powerhouse once killed a descendant of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm God Clan with unparalleled combat power, and ranked among the strongest ten realms, so he was very proud of this supreme glory, and it was recorded in detail in the scroll.

When the monk touches the strongest threshold, he will summon the strongest spirit of the previous generation, and the two of them have gone through a great battle. The winner, inheriting the strongest name, is recognized by the Avenue of Heaven and Earth, and has profound blessings.

But the battle between the two is not forced, but in the hands of the summoner.

That is to say, when to fight, it is completely up to Mu Yun to decide.

The most tempting thing is that even if Mu Yun doesn't fight now, he can enter the mysterious "pseudo-strongest four realms" if he persists for enough time before the Void Gate.

Although the difference is one word, it is also a great benefit.

So Mu Yun fell asleep in Kunwu's cracked gaze, and the angry Kunwu ran crazy behind the Void Gate, punching the Void, but he was helpless against him.

Master Luo Cheng's voice sounded in his heart: "Yun'er, you really want to give up the opportunity to fight against Na Kunwu, you must know that if you kill him, you will gain infinite creation, and if you give up today, the next time you fight him, the difficulty will definitely increase tenfold and hundredfold." To win the strongest, you need to have the momentum of who else you are!"

Master's words were naturally heard from the real person in charge of the sect, Mu Yun still maintained the posture of a scoundrel who slept soundly, and replied to Luo Cheng in his heart: "Master, at this moment, I am definitely not the opponent of the demon clan. So I chose to enter the four strongest pseudo-realms first, and get the benefits that I can get right now, which is the real creation. ”

Luo Cheng was choked by his words, why does this sound a little familiar? Eh, that stinky boy, this is not what the teacher often said when he was young?

After a hundred breaths, the Void Gate disappeared, and the endless energy of heaven and earth frantically poured towards Mu Yun.

That's not aura, it's the luck of the whole world, it's the gift of the Great Dao!

When Mu Yun opened his eyes again, he could feel that within the small space of his dantian, the majesty of the aura had more than doubled again.

Although it is not as obvious as the first improvement, but to the point where he has reached this point, the slightest improvement has brought about the crushing of the heritage.

His current Four Realms heritage even surpasses that of some powerful Five Realm cultivators!

He was originally born with the qualifications of an earth immortal, and his achievements in the Great Dao were infinite. In the past seven years, because of the crazy growth of the eye of reincarnation, he kept dividing the aura, but it also brought him another benefit: that is, under his diligent and hard work, his foundation in the three realms was extremely solid, so that he reached the threshold of the strongest four realms in one go.

He knows that ordinary people, even if they have this opportunity, it is absolutely difficult to touch the word "strongest". There are more than 10 million monks in the world, and the word "strongest" means something!

It was his divine eye of reincarnation that fed back to himself in the dark and allowed him to be created.

After a few moments, the long river of time passed, and the power that imprisoned people disappeared.

Mu Yun raised his eyebrows at Changshou, and said shyly: "Senior Brother Changshou, let's start, I've broken the mirror." ”

At this point, he has finally entered the four realms!

Lu Wanxi smiled with relief.

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Changshou has already used a void breaking talisman to attack suddenly, and this hole card has been exposed, so he can only force Mu Yun to be forced to suppress Mu Yun with a real realm.

"Stop!"

Before the two started the battle, Mu Yun shouted to stop again. The onlookers are accustomed to his shamelessness.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yun didn't toss the new moth this time, after he took it with one hand, he made a finger to please, the heroic young man, dignified and free: "Little junior brother, I cultivate to be lowly, and I also ask my senior brother to be merciful." ”

For some reason, I have been cautious about my longevity, and I have a bad feeling in my heart. Mu Yun, who was in all directions, actually made him feel a palpitation in his heart.

He quietly pinched the trick and quietly untied the restraints on his limbs. He only felt a lightness all over his body, and endless power filled his body.

It turns out that longevity is not only a sword cultivation, but also a self-cultivation martial artist!

Above the sea of clouds, Lu Lianyi breathed a sigh of relief: "What about Mu Yun's entry into the Four Realms, after all, it is the Four Realms." ”

"And the longevity master and nephew, sure enough, is cautious enough, he is actually a martial artist at the same time!"

Zhen Yi looked at his apprentice and laughed loudly: "Yes, the purity of martial arts, if you want to kill immortals with two fists, how can you be idle?"

On the battlefield of Winter Thunder Peak, several Tianjiao paid close attention to the battle situation.

Chenglong: "How about it, take another gamble, Mu Yun after the four realms, can the Jedi fight back and turn defeat into victory?"

Ye Qiu: "Hang! Have you seen it, Senior Brother Changshou, and at the same time a martial artist of the Five Realms!"

The onlookers were not only stunned again when they heard the discussion of several Tianjiao. Martial arts, one of the most alternative monks in the world, are scarce in number and extremely high in combat power.

Martial arts, especially like to practice boxing with swords, hammer and kill immortals, is the fun of life!

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"I, I swear by the demons in my heart, Muyun thief, I will definitely be defeated by Changshou's men!

It's so ruthless!

I heard that longevity is not only sword cultivation, but also the ruthless and incomparable martial artist, and the Poria who took the lead in making a demon oath made a heavy oath again.

After reducing her cultivation by ten years and self-destructing her cultivation, Poria gambled on her next life!

The two figures, at lightning speed, slammed into each other!