Supreme God Emperor

It's just that the 72 islands today, Borneo Island and Guiku Island, have completely lost their desire to fight against blood alliances, and bow down.

And the Ling Ming of Grey Lion Island is Mu Yun's servant, and the dozens of islands under his leadership naturally dare not resist orders.

Xuesha Island is also taking a higher level on the strength of Blood Ruthless and Blood One.

Mu Yun just didn't want those enemies to feel his power on the surface, otherwise the current 72 islands would already have become the only one belonging to the Soul Falling Island blood alliance!

When things were just announced, Mu Yun was about to leave.

Bao Ling'er said that he was asking him to refine the pill and the magic weapon, and Mu Yun had already given her part of the inventory of pill and magic weapon.

But this time, Mu Yun was going to enter the Shiwan Great Mountain with only a small team of people.

"Leader, someone is looking for you outside!"

"Someone is looking for me?"

Mu Yun was taken aback for a moment.

Now the blood alliance is a big power after all, not anyone who wants to see him can see it.

It seems that it is not easy for this person to let the goalkeeper disciple report.

"Bring in!"

Behind the Hall of Blood, under a pavilion, two figures sitting cross-legged.

"I didn't expect it to be you!"

"I never thought it was you!"

Looking at a figure in front of him, Mu Yun was slightly taken aback.

The visitor was the one who was in the Tianbao Pavilion five years ago and paid for a piece of dragon scale to heal Xin'er from the witch clan—Witch Feather!

"Get straight to the point!" Mu Yun said: "Five years ago, I told you that with dragon scales alone, there is no strong alchemist, and the person you want to treat may not be cured. Five years ago, look. You succeeded here!"

Wu Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"not successful!"

"Failed?"

"Don't count it!"

Wu Yu sighed and said, "It's fine, since I came to you this time, I must tell you clearly!"

"I belong to the witch clan, and I will follow the will of my ancestors. I will always be in the one hundred thousand mountains in the east in the three thousand small worlds. The mountains are not closed and isolated from the world!"

"In fact, the witch clan has always been divided into two veins, one is witchcraft and the other is Gu. These two veins do not mean that one is only practising witchcraft and the other is only practising Gu."

"It's the ancestors who wanted to form a good inheritance and a competitive relationship within the Witch Clan, so it was divided into two veins. My name is Witch Yu, which comes from the Witchcraft vein."

Wu Yu smiled bitterly: "It's just that the mind of the ancestors is naturally excellent, but after tens of thousands of years of development and growth, coupled with the flow of the outside world, the hearts of the people will always change."

"Within today's witch clan, the old patriarch, that is, the witch ancestor nowadays, is getting old and a catastrophe is approaching. The new generation of witch ancestors is about to start the election. It is this election that has become a rupture within the witch clan. Start!"

"Oh? I have always known that within the Wu Clan, the folk customs are simple and honest, everything depends on the strength!" Mu Yun was taken aback.

"Thousands of years ago, it was true, but now, within the Wu Clan has changed!"

Wu Yu said helplessly: "In dealing with the outside world for a long time, the folk customs within the Wu clan are not as good as it was in the past. This time my grandfather's body cannot hold up. I am afraid that the internal Wu clan will be disrupted. So five years ago, I only I will ask you for dragon scales to extend the life of my grandfather."

"It's a pity, as you said, in the past five years, my grandpa has indeed recovered a bit, but now, my grandpa's health has become worse!"

"Then you want to..."

"I would like to invite you to reach the hundred thousand mountains and treat my grandfather!"

Wu Yu hurriedly said: "I heard what they said, your alchemy level, even the old antiques of the Tiandanzong, is not as good as that, so I will look for you. If you can cure the grandfather, it will be my witchcraft. The benefactor of the same line, from now on, my witchcraft and line of business can cooperate with your blood alliance!"

"I know that you are fighting against Xuankong Mountain. My Wu Clan may not be able to help you, but I can promise that if you have nowhere to go, my Wu Clan can help you and avoid a difficult situation. Xuankong Mountain will never be right. My Witch Race!"

How do you listen to this, how can Mu Yun feel awkward!

"Uh, of course, I don't think there will be that day!" Wu Yu said with a tremor, knowing that he had said something wrong.

"I can promise you, but I need some preparation!"

"it is good!"

Wu Yu didn't expect that Mu Yun would agree so happily.

"Don't be too excited. I don't understand your grandfather's situation. I cannot guarantee that it will be cured completely."

"Always try it, don't you?" Wu Yu smiled bitterly.

Mu Yun could see that Wu Yu was really concerned about the grandfather he was talking about, not because of the witchcraft or the Gu skill.

Arranging the witch feathers in the guest room, Mu Yun returned to the hall and immediately found Zhu Yunshou!

"Manager Zhu, how much do you know about the Wu Clan?"

"Witch?"

Hearing this, Zhu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The Witch Clan is very mysterious, and Xuankong Mountain doesn't know much about them, but I still know a little about the situation!"

"Let's talk to me and listen!"

"The witch tribe is divided into the witchcraft line and the gushu line. The witchcraft line is divided into four tribes, the Wushan tribe, the Wuyun tribe, the Wufeng tribe, and the Wuyu tribe. These four tribes are witchcraft. The core of Shu Yi pulse."

"As for the Gu technique line, there are five tribes, the Gu thunder tribe, the Gu electric tribe, the Gu ghost tribe, the Gu Mei tribe, and the last Gu dragon tribe with the least number of people!"

Zhu Yunxian said earnestly: "But as far as I know, there have been internal contradictions between the witchcraft line and the Gushu line in recent years, and there have been discordances. If the old ancestor witch is still there, I am afraid the internal war has already begun!"

"Oh, but there is one thing, I think you should probably know!"

"What's the matter?"

"Although Xuankong Mountain has always been indifferent to the Wu Clan, every year, Xuankong Mountain will send many powerful people into Wushan. I don't know what to investigate. Moreover, there are people from Xuankong Mountain stationed in Wushan all year round!"

Zhu Yunshou seriously said: "This matter is also when I am the core elder, and an elder accidentally missed it, and then he knew something!"

"Ok, I see!"

Hearing Zhu Yunqi's explanation, Mu Yun suddenly felt that this witch clan seemed rather difficult.

What's more interesting is that the competition between Tianbao Pavilion and Lanjin Tower and Shadow Pavilion is, logically speaking, just a struggle over business.

But don't do it early, and don't do it late, but when the ancestors of the Wu tribe are about to travel to the west to compete!

And what makes people more suspicious is why Xuankong Mountain has been investigating the Wu Clan?

The old foxes in Xuankong Mountain are not idle and do nothing. This time, it seems that there will be a good show in the Wu Clan.

There must be danger, but in order to strengthen the blood alliance, this move must be stepped out.

Three days later, Mu Yun followed Wu Yu and left quietly.

And then, several key figures within Yunmeng also gradually left Yunmeng.

All this quietly.

Externally, it just announced that Mu Yun, the leader of the blood alliance, had begun to retreat.

At the same time, the major forces also began to undercurrent.

Hanging in the mountain.

On top of the floating mountain peaks, two figures stand with their hands behind them.

Bai Wushuang and Ji Wusheng didn't say a word.

In front of the two, a figure stood respectfully.

"Bai Jue, this time you must help your Uncle Bai Qingtian to complete this mission. This time, there is nothing to lose, understand?" Bai Wushuang looked at Bai Jue and ordered.

"The ancestors can rest assured, it will be done!"

"Ok!"

Bai Wushuang said in a dull voice: "It is said that Muyun has also rushed to Wushan. When I see this child this time, he must be killed, and he must not repeat the same mistakes, like Xuan Wuxin!"

"Yes!"

Bai Jue arched his hands again, retiring and leaving.

This time, he had already made up his mind, even if the mission failed, he must kill Mu Yun.

The mission of Hanging Mountain?

Compared to the threat that Mu Yun brought to him, the mission of Xuankong Mountain was unnecessary.

And who will know what will happen in the 100,000 Dashan Mountain?

The four tribes in the witchcraft line and the five tribes in the Gushu line are not easy to provoke. Each clan chief has the strength equivalent to the core elder of the Xuankong Mountain.

Moreover, that ancestor was even more unfathomable, and his strength might not be better than their god, but that hand of witchcraft and Gu technique was magical and unpredictable, he did not dare to careless!

He was able to live to this point. On the surface, he looked very coquettish by himself, but in fact, he calculated every step accurately.

"hateful!"

However, Bai Jue, who was walking on the road, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart. In front of him, a beautiful figure walked forward. Looking at that beautiful figure, Bai Jue couldn't control himself.

"Damn it!"

With a low curse, Bai Jue stepped forward and rushed forward, pulling the female disciple directly into the woods beside her.

Gradually, deep pleading and threatening sounds came from the forest.

In the end, the sparse voice of **** sounded, and the deep gasp was undoubtedly suppressed.

After half a day, Bai Jue sorted out his clothes and walked out.

"The strength has become stronger, but the obsceneness of the Sky Yin Xuan Snake is also more and more influential, **** it!"

Bai Jue looked at the fallen woman in the woods, a bright red appeared on her body, and sneered: "However, the taste of a woman really makes people linger!"

Within five years of stability, in the three thousand small world, it seems to be a lot of stability, but at this moment, the undercurrent is surging, and some forces have also received news, and they are gradually approaching the one hundred thousand mountains.

One hundred thousand mountains, oriental witches.

The pronoun of the witch clan is mysterious and unpredictable.

This clan, in the three thousand small world, stretched for tens of thousands of years, and their martial arts may not be the strongest, but their witchcraft and gu arts were terrifying and unbelievable.

At this time, Shiwan Dashan, in the general altar of the Wu clan.

Wu Yu came to the general altar of the Wu clan, wearing a black robe and carrying Mu Yun.

"Oh, who is this, my good brother Wu Yu!"

It was just that the two of them had just stepped into the general altar of the Witch Clan, and a negative voice suddenly sounded behind them.