Muyang should have thought a long time ago that no matter when, his father is his father and will never change. No matter what he does, whether he is ruthless or ruthless, he will not hurt his children in the end.

When did Mu Panglong's forbearance begin? This point is no longer clear to Mu Yang. He only knew that from the day he became sensible, his father always had a lot of secrets, which he always couldn't guess.

Now that I think about it, there were many times when my father deliberately hinted that he had his own mission to accomplish. He once said that if one day he found out that his father was not what he imagined, what would he decide?

It's just that at this moment, it seems that everything is a little too late. Mu Panglong was really wiped out, leaving only a drop of essence blood that was related to Mu Yang, and it was also integrated into his body.

At this moment, all the power in Mu Yang's body comes from Mu Panglong. As soon as his mind moved, the qi waves around his body swayed. The blood and qi power that bound him burst out one after another. Mu Yang's figure slowly flew out, incomparably powerful.

With a wave of his hand, he slammed into the pillar of blood, boom, and with a loud bang, the pillar of blood dissipated, and this time it couldn't be reunited. There is a devouring power in Mu Yang's breath, which is Mu Panglong's purpose.

The figure flashed and flew over the pillar of blood. Bang, bang, bang, bang! The sound of explosions kept ringing out, and the pillars of blood kept bursting. The aftermath of the air wave swept away layer by layer, and Mu Yang's body rotated and fell to the ground easily.

The blood array that was originally planned by Liluo also failed like this. Including Ruan Linlin's blood column in that direction, it also exploded under the chain reaction. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and was not affected.

It's just that in this way, the entire place of the burial gods is shrouded in blood. Moreover, it also contained a fierce aura, which made ordinary cultivators unable to control their aura and fell into a state of rage.

"Huh...... Good you Mu Panglong, good Mu Yang, you father and son are bad things for me. But that's okay, even if you can't get your true qi for the time being, you can use the cultivators of the entire burial land as a sacrifice!"

Blood and qi are shrouded, and cultivators who have not cultivated enough can easily be eroded. Once the blood gas enters the body, it quickly loses its normality. Mu Yang and Ruan Linlin are still cleaning up the mess, and their blood has begun to spread.

At the same time, what made Liluo unexpectedly was that because of the explosion of essence blood this time, the entire formation was actually driven. Slowly spinning, a blood-red light fell, and absorption was underway.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Muyang, you would never have thought that the formation you worked so hard to break would have achieved my great cause, haha......"

Laughing wildly, the many Protoss guards were ready. None of them have a mind of their own, like walking corpses, they will only obey orders to kill, waiting for Liluo's orders.

Glancing at it, Li Luo was very satisfied, and a red light burst out of his eyes: "Two hours later, the land of the buried gods will be washed with blood, and the door of the illusory world will be forcibly opened, and the door of a new world will be opened!"

At the sound of an order, countless soldiers appeared in all directions of the Protoss. Although the strength is not as strong as that of the Condor Guard, it is not to be underestimated in so many situations. Muyang is right, it will be very difficult!

With confidence, everything is under Liluo's control. What he wants is this world, what subversives, what founders, what uncertain factors, what Muyang Holy Lord, who is unique in ten thousand, is nothing under absolute power.

It's just that Liluo, who is carried away by power and desire, won't know at all. This time, the Protoss has been evacuated by him. Crumbling, continuing will only be self-defeating.

Returning to the place where the god is buried, Muyang and Linlin converge, and Zhang Erdan is anxiously sitting in the fire building, taking care of the overall situation of the place where the god is buried. But his heart has always been on Muyang's side, what is the situation!

"If the order goes down, no one is allowed to go out casually, and I don't know how long the barrier here will last. No matter what happens in the outside world, don't disturb your minds, otherwise the consequences will be very serious!"

Many disciples sat cross-legged on the square, their hands sealed, and they used their own breath to protect the Lingtai Qingming, and one after another the true qi flowed, barely isolating the blood and qi outside. In the entire place where the gods are buried, only this place is safer.

Time passed minute by minute, and after holding on for a long time, finally some people began to waver: "What do you say is the use of us going on like this? The situation is getting more and more critical, even if we continue to defend, the final result will still be the same!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Do you know that you are disturbing people's hearts like this? The landlord is still sitting here, even if we can't stand it, there is still the landlord here, as long as we keep calm, we will definitely get through this hurdle!"

Maybe it's a chain reaction, or maybe it's been in such a depressed state for too long, and someone immediately chimed in: "Isn't it? How long are we going to shrink like this? Rather than this, it is better to fall violently!"

The quiet atmosphere quickly becomes noisy, and the corresponding atmosphere is unstable. There are also signs of collapse of the protective qi. Zhang Erdan frowned and swept over everyone: "What are you doing here?"

As soon as one sentence came out, all the disciples actually removed the seal and stood up: "Why do we want to shrink our heads like this?

"That's right, although our strength is not as strong as the landlord, the holy lord, and the saintess, but at least we are also seven-foot men, what is it to rely on others to protect us all the time?

arched his hand, and his face was unwavering. They were the disciples of the Burning Fire Tower, as well as numerous cultivators. Now that all the races are working hard, it is impossible for them to shrink their heads and turtles like this, and they will exert as much strength as they have.

groaned, Zhang Erdan fell into a long groan. The current situation is very delicate, the cannibals are about to break through the barrier, and the land of the burial gods is also filled with blood. Going out like this is obviously sending you to death, but so what?

"Okay! Now that everyone is united, there is nothing to worry about in this seat! Even if it falls, even if it is wiped out, we will be vigorous! This is the integrity that a cultivator should have!"

With a wave of his robe, Zhang Erdan stood in the middle of everyone: "Set off immediately, whether we can stop the cannibal riot or not, we have to give it a try!

"The landlord is wise, since it is inevitable, then face it bravely, and we will set off now!" In this situation, at least no one will have two hearts!

Rushed out of the incinerator and surrounded by blood. Everyone must protect their bodies with true qi, so that they can move forward with difficulty. At the same time, the barrier that sealed the wilderness was already very weak, and there was not much time left!