The emperor's face changed greatly when he heard this.
But everyone is a little numb, one wave after another, endless, right?
From the end of the sky, three huge monster beasts flew quickly from a distance, carrying an aura that looked down upon the world.
The one on the far left is a golden lion with golden eyes and a mane flying freely around its neck. It is full of domineering power and has a dozen strong men standing on its back.
On the far right is a black black snake with wings, blue eyes, its body covered with scales, its tail slit, burning with ghost fire, and dozens of figures standing on its back.
In the middle is a dark ape with two huge sharp teeth exposed in the air, scarlet eyes filled with violence, and only a figure on its shoulder.
These monster beasts are all over ten feet in size, like a small mountain, and they are exuding overwhelming evil energy.
Even as a mount, he has a cultivation level at the peak of the Spirit King Realm. In the Qingxuan Domain, he has the strength that only the top sect masters have.
Among them, the aura of the black violent ape is the most powerful, even reaching the half-step Divine Emperor realm.
The leader on the golden lion glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on the weak emperor.
The tone was sarcastic: "Hey, isn't this Wang Zhen from the Ancient Emperor Realm? Why can't he even win an early stage God Emperor Realm person now?"
Obviously the relationship between these people is not harmonious, and they will not let go of the opportunity to add insult to injury.
The leader of the Black Black Snake also said in a strange tone: "Wang Zhen is the emperor of the ancient imperial domain. How could he lose to an early god emperor? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The taunt before he appeared just now was made by this person.
The figure on the shoulder of the black violent ape did not make a sound, but there was a trace of disdain in his eyes.
He has always looked down upon Wang Zhen. Although he has a good name, he looks like a sissy.
Especially in this action, he wanted to monopolize it silently. Coupled with the other party's embarrassing state at the moment, he felt even more contemptuous.
"you!"
Wang Zhen, the emperor of the ancient imperial domain, was furious, but there was nothing he could do. These two people were powerful men who were equal to him, and no one was inferior to him in strength.
The man on the shoulder of the black violent ape is even more unfathomable, and no one knows his specific strength. However, Wang Zhen dares to mock each other with the other two, but he does not dare to be disrespectful to him.
The realms that several people are in are also close to each other. They are all small realms, but there are differences between them, especially the Qingxuan realm, which does not even exist in the Divine Emperor realm.
If it hadn't been too far away, it would have been taken down long ago.
The main culprit for the demise of Qingxuan Sect was the joint efforts of several people from these realms.
It was for this magical power that Mu Yunsong had.
If it weren't for the fact that the Ancient Imperial Realm didn't have their spies, Wang Zhen might have had it all to himself.
"Wang Zhen, the thing is in the hands of the person who injured you, right?"
The man on the black violent ape's shoulder finally spoke, with an indifferent tone.
Hearing this, a trace of fear flashed across Wang Zhen's face, and he said weakly: "Yes, this is the reason why I was hurt by him."
He was clearly about to succeed, but these people showed up again, damn it!
Wang Zhen was very angry and could only hope that the other party would share it with him as promised.
He was still a little uneasy because he was the first to violate the agreement between several people. If the other party refused to give it to him, he had no way to do it.
After hearing Wang Zhen's reply, the three leaders looked at Mu Yunsong, who was meditating in the air and adjusting his breath.
There was a flash of fire and greed in their eyes.
Feeling the gazes of several people, Mu Yunsong couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart.
Just to deal with Wang Zhen from the Ancient Imperial Domain, he had tried his best and paid a heavy price.
Now that all the former culprits have appeared, he can only watch helplessly.
Thoughts were swirling in my mind, thinking that when the time came, I would destroy them together with my magical powers and never leave them to the other party.
It's just that I felt a little ashamed of my sect for not handing over the magical power to the right person.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at Fang Qingshan, who was beside the Changsheng Sect, and sighed secretly.
It is impossible to pass on the inheritance to the opponent without anyone noticing while the enemy is watching.
The figure on the shoulder of the violent ape is a middle-aged man wearing half a ghost mask. He is dressed in black. He is calm and powerful, and his aura is much stronger than that of Wang Zhen and others.
Coming from the Yinshan region, he rules the entire realm.
The other two people were from the Heavenly Snake Realm and the Yellow Lion Realm respectively. Their realms were adjacent and they often interacted with each other.
The ghost-faced middle-aged man in the Yinshan Domain was ruthless and ruthless, and once caused boundless killings in the Yinshan Domain.
Even the mortal kingdom suffered from its vicious hands, and finally fought all the way until no one could stand against it, and unified the realm.
He looked at Mu Yunsong and said calmly: "Hand over the things and I can guarantee that you will die a happy death."
The method he practiced was very strange. He had a deep research on soul-drawing and soul-refining, and he didn't seem to be afraid of the other party's rejection.
Because he is confident that even if the opponent wants to self-destruct, he can control him immediately and refine the memory in his soul.
"Haha, a bunch of rats are worthy of such a treasure. Even if it means death, I will not leave you to cause harm to the world!"
Mu Yunsong's eyes were calm and he had a will to die, ready to destroy himself with his magical powers at any time.
But the next moment, a thick hand surrounded by ghostly energy appeared out of thin air in front of him, grabbed his neck, and lifted it up.
"Your life or death is not in your hands."
The ghost-faced man said coldly.
At the same time, a black energy blocked Mu Yunsong's soul, making it impossible for him to kill himself, and then he threw it out.
Coincidentally, the position where Mu Yunsong hit was exactly on the sword of the sky-high sword on the top of Qingxuan Mountain.
His whole body slipped from the sword, and he struggled to support his body on the ground, his eyes full of ridicule.
Did the other party think that after sealing his soul, he would not be able to destroy it with his magical powers? When these people appeared, he had already tied his life to his magical powers.
When his life comes to an end, the magical books will also be destroyed, and the other party cannot stop it no matter how strong it is.
As for wanting to search for souls, as long as the other party has this thought, the soul will collapse and disappear in the moment of searching for souls.
The ghost-faced man couldn't help but frown when he saw the mockery in the other person's eyes.
Just as he was about to say something, the giant sword behind Mu Yunsong suddenly shook violently, and the iron filings on the sword continued to fall, revealing its rusty bronze blade.
"well!"
An old voice sounded, and a stream of light flew out from the hilt of the giant bronze sword, then turned into a shadow.
It was an old man in green clothes, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, and he sighed softly.
This incident made Mu Yunsong tremble all over and look excited, but it made the faces of the ghost-faced man change drastically, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
