Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

Fight until now.

Mu Huang Mu Qingcang finally appeared.

He was exuding green spiritual energy and was extremely powerful.

He has perfected his spiritual refinement!

There is only one step left to enter the realm of divine connection.

Greetings to the Holy One!

Greetings to the Holy One!

Everyone shouted.

However, Mu Zhenkong did not take a step back, staring at Mu Qingcang, the anger on his face not diminishing.

You... knew about this from beginning to end?!

But Mu Qingcang just said lightly:

Are you questioning this emperor?

Elder Zhenkong, all of this is for the dynasty.

In any case, now Wanxiu has become a wood spirit celestial body and is our only hope.

It's disrespectful for you to attack her.

It's natural to be superior!

Mu Zhenkong smiled ferociously and said:

Disrespectful?

It's disrespectful, so what? Just you guys, why do you deserve my respect?

Mu Qingcang, do you dare to fight?!

He is provoking, inviting a fight with the Wood Emperor!

An unparalleled coldness flashed through Mu Huang's eyes.

However, he did not move.

Although his realm is stronger than Mu Zhenkong, Mu Zhenkong is burning his life at this moment.

Once you stand up, I'm afraid you will have to pay the price.

He was coldly silent and just waved his hand.

In an instant, the sky rises.

Two old men in gray robes appeared.

One person held a broken spear in his hand.

Another man was carrying a rusty iron axe.

The aura is extremely terrifying, and the spear and iron ax look like they can kill gods!

Two clan elders...you...

Mu Zhenkong's expression changed.

These two gray-robed old men are two clan elders, and they can be called the most important figures in the dynasty.

Mu Hongyun, Mu Hongbo!

They are second only to the ancestor Mu Xuanfeng in the clan, and the things in their hands are the ancestral weapons they brought out from the wilderness in the past!

Extremely powerful.

At this moment...the ancestral weapon is actually aimed at me...

Two clan elders, do you want to help the evil tyrant?!

Mu Zhenkong asked reluctantly.

Zhenkong, the matter has come to this, it is useless to worry about right and wrong anymore.

Clan elder Mu Hongbo shook his head and said:

We understand your feelings, but Mu Wanxiu is the hope of the dynasty. She will lead the dynasty to rise. If you take action against her, we will never agree!

Mu Hongyun next to him also sighed:

We've already lost a genius and can't afford to lose another one.

At this moment, Mu Zhenkong was silent.

He knows very well that alone, he cannot defy the will of heaven!

Where is Wanqing? Where is she?!

Mu Nanshan was covered in blood and asked in a trembling voice.

Mu Hongyun looked at Shangguan Tongruo and said:

Where's the girl?

Shangguan Tongruo said:

Still in the palace, unconscious.

Clan elder Mu Hongyun nodded, looked at Munanshan, and said:

Our Muling Dynasty is not heartless. Out of ancestral ties, you can take her away.

Mu Nanshan stepped forward step by step, and Mu Zhenkong also followed him.

The queen and others took a step back to get out of the way.

Enter the queen's palace.

In the dim hall, there was still a hint of blood in the air.

Tick ​​tock.

It was the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

Mu Nanshan saw Mu Wanqing.

She was tied to a bronze cross, dying and unconscious.

Wanqing!

Mu Nanshan's heart felt like a knife piercing his chest. He stepped forward tremblingly and untied Mu Wanqing.

Uncle Nanshan...

Mu Wanqing struggled to speak, but blood overflowed from her mouth.

Don't talk, don't talk!

Mu Nanshan's heart was almost broken. He hugged Mu Wanqing and said:

Let's go home, I'll take you home!

Next to him, Mu Zhenkong's face was filled with grief, and he felt extremely guilty.

They walked out of the queen's palace step by step.

In the cold eyes of everyone, they left step by step.

Get out of the capital.

Ahem...

Mu Wanqing coughed, blood kept pouring out, and her face became paler.

Wanqing!

Mu Nanshan was extremely anxious. If this continued, Mu Wanqing would die if he could not return to his ancestral village.

let me.

Mu Zhenkong stepped forward and put his old hand on Mu Wanqing's wrist.

The spiritual power was transmitted crazily, and his long gray hair turned completely white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless wrinkles appeared on his face in an instant!

He... is using his own life force to keep Mu Wanqing alive!

Finally, Mu Wanqing's injuries stabilized somewhat.

Mu Zhenkong staggered, almost unable to stand, like an old man who was about to die!

you……

Mu Nanshan looked at Mu Zhenkong and didn't know what to say.

He could feel it, the wood was empty...the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry!

Take her away...go!

Mu Zhenkong coughed and said with difficulty:

Go back to the village and leave with the ancestral village. The royal family... will definitely covet the ancestral village again!

Walk!

Mu Nanshan looked complicated, gritted his teeth, turned around and left quickly.

After he left, Mu Zhenkong turned around with a sad smile on his face.

I, Mu Zhenkong, just realized today that the consequences of good people being stupid are more terrible than bad people doing evil, haha, hahahaha...

Mu Qingcang, Shangguan Tongruo, I will fight with you!

He walked hard towards the imperial city in the rear, his steps were difficult, but he did not retreat even one step!

——He was determined to die. Just now, he was just trying to escort Mu Nanshan away safely.

Now, he wants to atone for his sins.

Atone for the great sins you have caused!

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Munanshan moved forward rapidly without stopping.

But fortunately, the expected pursuers did not arrive.

Perhaps Mu Zhenkong held him back...

Thinking of this, Mu Nanshan sighed in his heart.

He could see that Mu Zhenkong was indeed a good person.

But, it was taken advantage of.

In the blink of an eye, he had entered the wilderness.

The unique evil aura of the God Burial Wilderness hit his face, but it gave him a sense of security.

Before arriving at the village.

Village Chief, something happened to Wanqing, please save Wanqing!

He shouted in tears!

The village was shaken.

Countless villagers came out in a hurry.

Mu Rantian even walked out. When he saw Mu Nanshan running towards the unconscious Mu Wanqing, he was stunned.

what happened?

he asked quickly.

Munanshan came closer and said:

The Wood Spirit Dynasty conspired and took away Wanqing's Wood Spirit Heavenly Blood. Wanqing is in danger...

Hearing this, Mu Rantian felt almost fainting before his eyes.

However, he forced himself to calm down and said:

Quickly, please help me!

Immediately, Mu Wanqing was placed under the sacrifice of the spirit.

The light flowing from the old grape branches guides the life energy between heaven and earth, saving Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing's injury was further stabilized, but it still did not improve.

Even when Mu Rantian took the divine rice given by Li Fan, Mu Wanqing couldn't take it.

Finally, the sacrifice to the spirit stopped.

The injuries are too serious, the blood has been taken away...there is nothing we can do.

The old voice of offering sacrifices to the spirit sounded.

The villagers were all very anxious.

Sacrifice to the spirits...what should we do?

Munanshan's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart.

At this moment, perhaps only Senior Li... can save her.

The old sacrificial spirit sighed slightly.

Hearing this, Mu Rantian and Munanshan both nodded!

Yes, Senior Li... let's go and beg Senior Li!

Mu Rantian stood up immediately.

He and Mu Nanshan took Mu Wanqing towards the small mountain village.

Not long after, they had arrived outside the mountain village.

They stepped inside and arrived outside the small courtyard. Mu Rantian opened his mouth and said:

Mu Rantian of Muling Village, come to see Senior Li and ask Senior Li for help!

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