The reason why Mu Han should be placed in Green Star is because she is not alone now. She also has Zhou Yang's heir in her belly. This is the blood of the Zhou family, and they must ensure the safety of their mother and son.
Moreover, Zhou Huaiyuan and others will also go to Green Star in the future, so they can take care of each other. When the three generations live together, it will definitely be a great blessing in life.
However, although Mu Zifeng had the approximate coordinates of the Green Star, they were brought to the Wild Continent by the space storm. If they went directly from the Wild Continent to the Green Star, Mu Zifeng would be blinded.
However, Yuan Yi came all the way from that forest, so he must know the route back to the forest.
As long as they return to the forest where the underground tomb exists, Mu Zifeng can accurately locate it, and they can easily return to Green Star.
"Don't worry, after you settle down with Mu Han, you can return to the wilderness." Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"Old Yuan, I didn't mean that!" Yuan Yi patted his chest and said: "The younger brother and sister should be more than two years away. Brother monk, don't worry. When will I see my little nephew, when will I return, Old Yuan?"
"Okay, thank you very much, brother, I won't say anything else." Zhou Yang felt very warm in his heart.
"When will you leave?" Yuan Yi asked with a smile.
"Tomorrow."
"no problem."
That night, Zhou Yang chatted with Mu Han for a while and then asked her to close her eyes and rest.
"Senior, is it really impossible to bring cultivators under the demigods into the starry sky?" Zhou Yang sent a message to Mu Zifeng.
Most of the people in the Yangtian Merchant Alliance are in the Golden Core realm, like Tiehu and Xing'er, who only have peak Tianyuan cultivation. If Hezhou is also eroded by the power of transformation, then they will die!
"There is no way at the moment, because they cannot withstand the heavy pressure of the extremely empty wind, nor can they transform and absorb these winds." Mu Zifeng shook his head.
"The God-class starry sky giant ship has a strong ability to withstand pressure. If the hatch is never opened in the starry sky, the pressure inside the ship will not be too great, right?" Zhou Yang still refused to give up and asked.
"Alas, you think too simply. The stars are unpredictable, and anything can happen."
"Just like the previous trip, the impact of the evil cultivator that penetrated the chest could kill the golden elixir cultivator in the ship in an instant. This does not include the terrifying light in the starry sky."
Mu Zifeng sighed and added: "Let's put it this way, the mortality rate of a demigod entering the starry sky must be 99%, if not 100%."
Zhou Yang was silent for a while.
"Zhou Yang, I want to break through to the peak of False God and then go to Green Star." At this time, Mu Han suddenly opened his eyes and said.
"Han'er, this... I'm afraid it won't work!" Zhou Yang frowned.
"Don't worry, you have so many middle-grade divine treasures. If I break through, I will have no problem surviving the catastrophe." Mu Han understood what Zhou Yang was worried about.
"What she said is right. The middle-grade defensive divine treasure can easily withstand the calamity of the False God. There are so many eighth-grade divine stones, so there is no need to worry about replenishing the divine power." Mu Zifeng also said.
"Well, okay then." Zhou Yang could only agree.
Although the energy of heaven and earth on the Green Star is relatively rich, it is far inferior to that of the Wild Continent, and the speed of cultivation is naturally far inferior.
Now, not only can she absorb the energy of heaven and earth here, but she can also slowly absorb the power of Mu Qian's essence and blood. Her cultivation level is increasing all the time. It is estimated that it will not take long to break through to the peak of False God.
As for the realm of controlling gods, it is too dangerous. Even if it succeeds, the disaster will be extremely violent. For Mu Han, who is pregnant with Liujia, he must not try it easily, otherwise it is likely to result in the outcome of one body and two lives.
At this moment, Zhou Yang suddenly raised his head.
Everyone was puzzled and looked up one after another, but found nothing except the moonlight in the sky.
"The late stage of the Royal God Realm!" Mu Zifeng was shocked and lost his voice.
When he was strongest, he was at the peak of the middle stage of the God of War. With the help of formations, he could also compete with the late stage of the God of War.
However, now, although he has the blessing of the Piaomiao Pill, his soul power has not been fully restored, and he has no physical body, so he is naturally not a match for Yu Shen in the later stage.
Zhou Yang sent Mu Han into the defensive method again, and the power of the god was activated, and he was on full alert.
After a moment, a figure appeared in the sky.
The person came at an extremely fast speed and was already above everyone in a few breaths. To Yuan Yi, Lizard King and Mu Han, it seemed as if he suddenly appeared from the void.
This is a tall old man with a long beard. He is dressed in white and looks very otherworldly under the moonlight.
As soon as the light disappeared, the old man looked down at the two people and two demons below, and his eyes were particularly sharp when he looked at Zhou Yang.
Not only that, the old man's whole body exuded a strong aura, as if a sharp sword was about to be unsheathed to kill people at any time.
"This little monk, judging from your bone age, you should be around thirty years old. To reach such a state at such a young age is a peerless talent even in our Taiwei Star Territory!" The old man's voice was like a loud bell, with a clank and sharp sound. Voice.
"It's the Taiwei Star Territory again!" Zhou Yang's heart trembled, and then he clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, you are ridiculous. I don't know why you are here?"
"Fellow Taoist?" When the old man heard this, his face darkened and he was obviously unhappy.
It is really unreasonable for a big-ass bald monk to argue with his peers!
"Have you seen this person?" The old man with a long beard stopped talking nonsense and flicked with one hand, and a light and shadow appeared above the crowd.
"Jie Feng!" Zhou Yang blurted out, and then realized that he had made a mistake.
"As expected, little monk, tell me." The old man's eyes became sharper.
"What did you say?" Zhou Yang was startled. Seeing this, he meant that he wanted to raise an army to hold him accountable!
So, is there something going on between this old man and Jie Feng?
"What is your relationship with him? Where is he at this time?" After saying this, the old man stroked his long beard and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"I had a chance encounter with him, but we left him a long time ago." Zhou Yang frowned.
"Not only is his aura here, but it also seems to be on you. So, the relationship between you and him is more than just a casual relationship, right?"
Although the old man's voice was slow, every word carried great soul pressure.
Zhou Yang's face instantly darkened.
This old guy is so arrogant when asking people about things. Isn't it just because of his high level? But I'm not afraid of you!
Seeing that Zhou Yang had no reaction or reply, the old man held the hand holding his long beard for a moment, and his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.
An invisible force shot out from the old man's eyes and instantly turned into an illusory sword, piercing Zhou Yang's altar. Because the speed was too fast and the power was too great, the space above Zhou Yang was torn apart.
"Divine consciousness takes form!" Zhou Yang was startled, and then without hesitation, he poured out all his soul power, forming an invisible shield that blocked his head.
With a sound of "Bang!", the void above his head exploded into pieces, turning into large space blades that shot out in all directions.
