Chapter 2402 Purple Spirit Blood Art

With the opening of the eyes of the sky, Mu Yun instantly felt that wherever his eyes went, the protruding boulder became completely different.

Pieces of boulders piled up and turned into rays of light, all of which poured into his body.

But the left eye, but there is no change.

Here, very strange!

Mu Yun didn't say much, and suddenly, from the light, a figure came stepping lightly.

Dressed in green clothes, with a purple cloak, she is quite charming and charming, and it is even more difficult for people to forget it just by looking at it.

Extremely beautiful and moving.

"Is this... the Purple Emperor?" Mu Yun wondered in amazement.

"You don't care who she is, she's just an old witch!" Guiyi urged at this moment: "Hurry up and get on with your business, this ancient formation hides a great source of energy, and it has great benefits that you can't imagine."

"You experience it slowly!"

After Guiyi's words fell, a breath actually came out of the scroll of the gods and disappeared.

Although Muyun is curious at the moment, he also knows that Guiyi can solve it, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

The right eye was completely opened at this moment, and a ray of flame slowly swept away.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of righteousness descended from the sky, and it all fell into his body.

"This is... the spirit of the Holy King!"

Mu Yun was startled at this moment.

But before he could think about it, the majestic aura of the holy king came overwhelmingly, and it all rushed into Mu Yun's body and disappeared.

At the same time, Guiyi turned into a phantom, but floated out, and the figure appeared in an empty and vast world.

She was dressed in white, with long, monstrous hair that was grey, but had a youthful face that was almost monstrous.

"Um?"

In front of him, the woman stood still, with a look of astonishment between her eyebrows, and then she seemed to think of something, and said in surprise: "You are... Guiyi?"

"Ziyuan, you still remember me!"

"Of course I remember you, I..."

The woman became nervous at this moment, and said: "You are not dead, is it... is he not dead?"

"He's dead!" Gui Yi said with a gloomy expression, "I haven't seen you for so many years, but you still miss him."

"I've waited for him for a million years, just to make him turn around and look at me." Ziyuan looked sad at the moment.

"As the patriarch of the Purple Spirit Clan, Lord Zidi, this doesn't sound like what you said." Gui Yi smiled wryly.

"Is it useful? After all, I failed to keep him."

Ziyuan sighed at this moment: "You two appeared in the Kunxu Realm back then and created Xiaoyao Mountain. How carefree and carefree it is? If it weren't for him, how would I have the name of Zidi, not to mention the realm of the ancient saint emperor, it is the realm of the saint emperor. For me, it’s hard as hell.”

Guiyi remained silent.

Gradually, Empress Ziyuan said again: "Who is that child?"

"It's... his hope!"

Gui Yi smiled and said, "After we left, many things happened, and Ye Xiaoyao also had a child of his own."

Hearing this, Ziyuan's face froze.

"This child is his grandson..." Gui Yi scratched his head and said, "The matter is quite complicated. You have been dead for a million years. Maybe you don't know much about what happened recently."

"He doesn't have me in his heart after all."

"Maybe..." Guiyi scratched his head again, and said, "Maybe he has you in his heart? It's just that he knows it's a road of no return, so he can't take you with him."

"I am willing to die with him..."

"Forehead……"

Guiyi was quite embarrassed at the moment.

"This was originally built for my descendants before I passed away. Seeing that you can enter, it must have been brought in by my clansmen, right?" Empress Ziyuan said indifferently: "This inheritance has also stayed for millions of years. If he had come earlier, this child might have been able to directly accept the inheritance and reach the Holy King, but now, at most, he can help him reach the Holy King!"

"Holy King...that's enough..."

"Then I would like to trouble you to help me with one thing!" Ziyuan said lightly, "My Ziling Clan inherits a holy art called the Purple Spirit Blood Art, you should know it!"

"Give it to your descendants?"

"Um!"

"Leave it on me!" Gui Yi said quite boldly.

Zi Yuan glanced at her and said, "You have not changed after all these years."

"As you know, I hold the edge of time and space, and time is nothing to me."

"Although I miss him wholeheartedly, after all, you and I are friends. I suggest you keep a low profile. After all, that god emperor has been looking for you, not just you..."

"I see."

Return a little nod.

"Waiting for millions of years, I don't know what I'm waiting for, maybe today, I should... leave completely!" Empress Ziyuan's words fell, and her figure gradually collapsed.

At this moment, Mu Yun gritted his teeth, and the madness of the Holy King flowed into his body.

And at this moment, there was a faint saintly aura on the surface of his body, which was a majestic saintly aura, like the king of all, making people dare not look directly at him.

"Aura of the Holy King..."

Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan were also shocked.

"This guy is about to break through and reach the small realm of the Holy King."

Zi Qingyan smacked her lips and said, "What a strange person..."

"He has always been outstanding." Feng Yu'er praised.

Gradually, the breath in Muyun's body gradually stabilized.

Holy king's small position.

Arriving at this moment, Mu Yun just understood the power of the small realm of the Holy King, the swarming and gathering of source power in the body, the gathering of spiritual energy, and the continuous birth of a holy king's aura around him.

This Holy King Qi, like a protection from heaven and earth, always lingers around the body.

"Promoted?"

Just as Mu Yun woke up, the voice of unity in his heart sounded.

"Well, the realm of the Holy King has been reached!" Mu Yun was quite excited.

"Here!"

Gui Yi said unhappily: "This is the Purple Spirit Blood Art, which was left to her descendants by the Empress Ziyuan of the Purple Spirit Clan, and passed on to you. You will give this Purple Spirit Blood Art to her descendants. "

Mu Yun put away the Purple Spirit Blood Art, but he clearly felt that Guiyi's tone was wrong.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"What can I do?" Gui Yi said angrily, "You stinky men, you provoke women one after another all day long, and there are love debts everywhere. Ye Xiaoyao is, your father... your father is not, you are too..."

"When you die in the future, Qin Mengyao and Meng Zimo will probably hate me forever."

"It's as if you're not a man..." Mu Yun resentfully said.

"Stinky boy, say it again..."

Muyun ignored Guiyi.

It seems that Empress Ziyuan still had an indissoluble bond with her grandfather back then.

Mu Yun exhaled at this moment, and woke up from the sedation.

"Brother Mu, you have broken through the realm of the Holy King!"

"Um!"

Mu Yun nodded and said: "The origin of the heaven and earth here is quite different, but it's a bit special. I've been stuck in the ancient sage realm for a long time."

After Mu Yun's words fell, he looked at Zi Qingyan and said, "Zi Qingyan, you just said that this was built by a female emperor of your Ziling clan?"

"Um!"

Zi Qingyan said helplessly: "It has existed for millions of years, but unfortunately we, the Ziling Clan, have not been able to see through the secrets."

"Are you looking for this?"

As Mu Yun spoke, he stretched out his palm.

"This is... the Purple Spirit Blood Art, the Purple Spirit Blood Art!"

At this moment, Zi Qingyan's body trembled with excitement.

"Is this important?"

"Of course!"

Zi Qingyan hurriedly said: "This is a holy formula that the empress of our Purple Spirit Clan spent hundreds of thousands of years condensing. To the level of the eighth race."

"Thank you, Muyun, thank you!"

Zi Qingyan grabbed Mu Yun and said, "No, no, I must bring you back to the clan. My father and the others will definitely thank you in every possible way!"

"this……"

Mu Yun felt guilty at the moment. If Zi Qingyan knew that he had received the Zidi inheritance, he wondered if he would thank him so much.

However, the Purple Emperor has been passed down for a long time, and the effect is far from being as powerful as before. I think the Purple Spirit Clan doesn't care so much now.

Compared with the Purple Spirit Blood Art, this inheritance is just drizzle, Mu Yun comforted himself in this way.

"I made a breakthrough here. In the dark, I saw a fairy walking towards me. That fairy was extremely beautiful. She gave this thing to me and entrusted me to give it to you Purple Spirit Clan."

"That's the Empress!"

Zi Qingyan hurriedly knelt down on her knees, looked around the mountain peak, and prayed devoutly.

"Anyway, thank you Muyun, this is too precious to our Purple Spirit Clan."

Zi Qingyan said seriously at this moment: "I will definitely tell my father about this matter, and we Ziling clan will all regard you as a friend."

Mu Yun just smiled wryly for a while.

Zi Qingyan was making too much of a fuss.

How did he know that the Purple Spirit Blood Art is nothing more than a coveted inheritance treasure for the Purple Spirit Clan. This holy tactic not only contains ultimate moves, but also helps the Purple Spirit Clan control the blood inheritance within the clan. tactic.

The Purple Emperor has great authority within the Purple Spirit Clan, and even now, the Purple Spirit Clan worships him, precisely for this reason.

Now it is tantamount to finding the national treasure, the excitement in Zi Qingyan's heart can be imagined.

"Right now, we seem to be thinking more about how to get out!" Li Aoxue looked around and said suddenly.

"I checked around just now, and people from the dwarves and the Necromancer Guild are still looking for us!" Mu Yun nodded as soon as he said this.

Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan also nodded slightly at this moment.

Mu Yun looked at the two of them and said, "Maybe I have some ideas, but the process may be more painful. I don't know if you can persevere."

"tell me the story!"

"I have a special flame similar to the source fire in my body, which may be able to expel the dead spirit bone poison, but it should be more painful."

Mu Yun said seriously: "I have never reached the realm of a holy king before, so the control over that flame cannot be said to be perfect. Now, I can control it perfectly, but you..."

"no problem!"

"no problem!"

Almost at the same time, both Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan spoke.

Feng Yu'er smiled and said: "Brother Mu, Zi Qingyan and I are both at the extreme level of the Holy King, you really underestimate us!"

Mu Yun nodded slightly.

It's not that he underestimated Feng Yu'er and Zi Qingyan, but the power of the Four Spirits Divine Fire that fuses four source fires...too overbearing.