Chapter 1437 Wang Xinya's Conjecture

One after another piercing sounds sounded, those are the top disciples of the three major sects.

The three left and separated, pretending that they just met here.

Muyun and Wang Xinya put on their hats and looked around cautiously.

"Blood One Junior Brother!"

Seeing Xue Yi, Xue Wuque breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't run around, or I won't be able to explain to my father and the leader!"

"Um!"

Xue Yi returned to his previous indifferent appearance and nodded.

"who are they?"

Looking at the two Muyun and Muyun in the side hall, Xue Wuque said casually.

Mu Yun is only a fourth-rank Da Luo Jinxian now, and Wang Xinya is only a fifth-rank Da Luo Jinxian.

"I don't know, it seems to be a disciple of the Thirty-Three Heavens Sword Sect!"

Blood said casually.

At this moment, Jian Wentian, Chu Xuanyuan and others also entered the main hall.

As for the disciples of the masses, they were warriors resurrected by the demons, attacking wildly.

Most of them have absorbed their strength on the stone platform, and those demon warriors are determined to fight to the death, and they have no intention of letting them go.

"These demon warriors are crazy!"

Chu Xuanyuan frowned, and cursed secretly: "The demon army outside broke in at some point, and now there are so many demon warriors inside, it seems that we want to escape from Shengtian, the possibility is getting more and more smaller!"

Hearing this, the rest and the others were helpless.

They really can't help it.

The three great demon kings of the demon clan and the three great immortal kings are as vast as the sky to them.

They simply cannot resist.

"Don't complain, everyone. This place is not that simple. Everything is full of crises. At this moment, we can only take risks and move forward to find a solution. Otherwise, those disciples outside will be exhausted!"

"Um!"

At this moment, there were about a hundred or so disciples standing in the main hall. As for the others, they were dragged by the demons and had to fight.

Mu Yun also walked forward at this moment, looking at the bloody wind outside the hall.

There is no good way for everyone at the moment, they can only spread out, this area is full of Buddhist temples, and in each Buddhist temple, there is a statue of Buddha, which looks very ethereal.

Xue remained calm, followed Xue Wuque and the others, and left this place.

But Mu Yun took Wang Xinya and entered the other Buddhist temples.

"Brother Yun, are you worried that the blood cloud is not good for Xue Yi and Xue Wuqing?" Wang Xinya finally asked.

"Um!"

Mu Yun opened the mouth and said: "I founded the Yunmeng in my previous life and was ranked among the top ten immortal kings. Regarding the leader of the Blood Fiend Sect, not to mention me, even the old immortal kings in Jiannantian who are more experienced than me are not familiar with it." Clearly, but Xue Yi can know this guy's name."

"Whether the name is true or not, at least this point shows the importance of Bleeding Ruthless and Blood One in the eyes of the leader."

"And I know a method that can help people improve quickly, and that is to use up one's own strength to help others improve their realm. The improvement of Blood One's realm is mostly because of this."

"If it's not related, how could this Blood Cloud leader treat Xue Wuqing and his son so well?"

Mu Yun couldn't figure it out.

"It doesn't necessarily mean that it's not relative!" Wang Xinya said casually, "Maybe this blood cloud was the bloodless ancestor many years ago!"

hum...

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun's head buzzed.

"What did you say?"

"Ah? Let me tell you, it doesn't have to be because of relatives or relatives!"

Wang Xinya said.

"The next sentence!"

"Maybe Xueyun has been Xueruiqing's ancestor for many years... Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?"

"No... nothing..."

Mu Yun was in a daze at the moment, like an idiot.

That's right, it doesn't have to be because of love or reason!

The bloodless ancestor is Xue Xiao, but Xue Xiao is dead, so who is this blood cloud? Blood Lord's father? grandfather? son? grandson?

impossible!

Mu Yun is extremely sure that the most important reason why he and Xue Xiao became life and death brothers is that.

In the previous life, Mu Yun grew up in a wolf's den, while Xue Xiao was also raised by a tiger alone.

Both of them have no father, no mother, no brothers and no brothers!

Moreover, the blood owl is already dead!

Mu Yun shook his head and released the thoughts in his heart.

"Brother Yun..."

"Um?"

"Actually, there is one thing, I am very puzzled!" Wang Xinya shook her head at the moment and said, "Don't you feel that Bisapphire is very good to you?"

"Ah? This... Maybe it's because I'm more handsome, with amazing talent and charismatic personality!"

"Hate, I'm telling you seriously!"

Wang Xinya looked at the shameless Mu Yun, and said: "Thinking about it carefully, it seems reasonable that you were in the One Leaf Sword Sect, including the later Tianjian Tower, and Biluo Huangquanzong would help you, but now you combine Bisapphire and Seven Wu Sheng's strength, why do you think they found you? Is it only because of your relationship with Ye Xueqi?"

"Then how do they know about your relationship with Ye Xueqi? If they know, it means that they already know that you are Muyun in the previous life, and it also means that they approached you with a purpose from the beginning!"

Wang Xinya said seriously: "It's not relative, why do you help me like this?"

"It makes sense!"

Mu Yun really never thought about this question.

He has always regarded himself as the link between Mietian Sword Sect and Biluo Huangquan Sect.

But he really hadn't thought about why the Biluo Netherworld Sect needed him to be the bond!

At this moment, Wang Xinya's words woke him up.

It's not relative, why would Biluo Huangquanzong help him?

Wang Xinya said again: "I have a bold guess!"

"What guess?"

"The lord of the Biluo Huangquan Sect is your father!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun's eyes widened.

If there was a sip of water in his mouth, he must have sprayed Wang Xinya's face.

"I actually have a bold idea!"

"What?" Wang Xinya asked in surprise.

"I guess Bi Qingyu has taken a fancy to me and is planning to make me her husband, that's why she helped me!"

"shameless!"

Mu Yun said with a smile at this moment: "To be honest, if Mu Qingyu knows that I am not his son, I'm afraid he still doesn't know how to deal with me..."

Mu Yun has to say, his entire body, but the only soul that occupies that Mu Yun is still him from the previous life!

"Maybe Uncle Mu in the previous life is also your father!"

Looking at Wang Xinya, Mu Yun laughed loudly and said, "Xin'er, when did you become so brainless..."

"I always feel that Uncle Mu is very concerned about you... Besides, he is in Nanyun City. He has so many sons. He was originally in the Three Thousand Small World. Uncle Mu is very powerful. Why did he stay in Nanyun Empire for so many years? Being the patriarch of a small family is not awe-inspiring!"

"Look, when you came to Zhongzhou later, Uncle Mu appeared in Zhongzhou. When you arrived in the Three Thousand Small World, Uncle Mu appeared in the Three Thousand Small World. You arrived in the Immortal World..."

"Where's your Uncle Mu?" Mu Yun asked with a smile.

"It hasn't appeared yet!"

Wang Xinya said angrily: "If you don't believe it, forget it. You can't feel the feeling of licking the calf. Maybe you have been paying attention to the grievances in the previous life. As a bystander, I pay attention very clearly!"

The love of licking the calf...

In Mu Yun's mind, Mu Qingyu's generous figure emerged.

really.

Mu Qingyu loved him very much, and that feeling gave Mu Yun, who had never enjoyed a father's love in his previous life, a deep satisfaction.

However, if Mu Qingyu knew that he was not the real Mu Yun, would he love himself so much?

"Let's talk about it when I see my father again, maybe at that time, I will already be a fairy king!" Mu Yun smiled bitterly: "But to be honest, I only saw Ren Gang, who was once my father's right-hand man , if my father is really that powerful, Ren Gang wouldn't be in the Heavenly Sword Tower...so stretched?"

"That's true..." Wang Xinya also became confused.

What is the specific situation, you need to meet Mu Qingyu to know.

The two buried their heads and continued to move forward, passing through one after another Buddhist halls, and continued to go deeper...

And at the same time, Immortal World, Sword Domain, Antarctic Land, Bi Luo Huang Quanzong.

In the black city, towering proudly among the mountains of the earth, the current Biluo Huangquanzong is still a silver-level power on the surface, and it has grown steadily.

However, under the proudly standing black city, deep underground, a similar city stands proudly.

The difference from the black city on the ground is that this city, upon closer inspection, is very gloomy, giving people a very scary feeling.

But at this moment, in the black city, in a 100-meter-tall hall.

The size of this hall is quite heroic, but at this moment, in the center of the hall, a figure seems a little uneasy.

"Senior Fengxian, are you worried about something?"

Jian Fengxian was dressed in white, elegant and suave, but there was a touch of sadness on his face.

"Wuji Aotian, let me ask you a question!"

"Don't dare to be, senior, please tell me!"

After knowing that this person is the famous sword to seal the immortal sword ten thousand years ago, Wuji Aotian felt that he was just a child. Back then, he was honored as one of the top ten sages in the small world.

But now, it is not worthy to carry shoes for others!

"When you are a sect, the suzerain is not here, the second leader is not here, and the third leader is not here. As the fourth leader, will you be anxious?"

"meeting……"

Hearing these words, Wuji proudly understood.

Now, in the Biluo Huangquan Sect, the suzerain is not here.

The Prison King Bi Zhongtian and Miss Bi Qingyu also left.

The second prison king also disappeared.

Only the three prison kings are here, and he is really anxious.

"Haha... Jian Fengxian, you old bastard, you just fooled an old fox from the Sword God Mansion, what else are you not sure about?"

At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

A loud laugh fell, and a figure walked in from outside the hall.

This person was dressed in rags, his hair was messed up, and he walked with one leg limping. Seeing this person, Jian Fengxian showed a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

Wuji Aotian quietly moved behind Jian Fengxian.