This scene caused everyone to be startled.
Wang Zihao's face was ashen.
"Uh … I'm sorry, I'm sorry … I was going to let him go, but I accidentally … trampled him to death!"
The young man who appeared scratched his head and laughed.
"Mu Luo!"
Wang Zihao's eyes were cold when he saw the young man.
"Wang Zihao, you're the Crown Prince of the royal family. You don't have to be so narrow-minded, right? I didn't see it either! "
"Mu Luo, you're in the wrong!"
A light voice could be heard. Following this, a beautiful figure descended from the sky.
It was Mu Ziyan.
"You've trampled him to death, you should at least apologize!"
"Little sister, it's not right for you to say that!" Mu Luo put his hands behind his back and said seriously, "This Wang Dong is really something. What can I do when he walked under my feet?"
"That seems to be the case."
"Father!"
"Father!"
Mu Yuanqing and Mu Yuanfeng hurried forward.
Dong dong …
Mu Luo knocked his fist on the ground and scolded, "Stinking brat, how dare you appear in front of me!"
"After you go back, go to the Demon Cave Ridge and cultivate by yourself!"
"Ah, father …"
Mu Yuanqing's face turned bitter.
Mu Yuanfeng hurriedly pulled Mu Yun.
"Uncle Yun, take pity on us brothers. I'm your nephew!"
Hearing this, Mu Yun could only look at Mu Luo.
"Sixth brother …"
"Stinking brat, how dare you plead for mercy!"
Mu Luo looked at Mu Yun and laughed, "Count yourselves lucky. If it wasn't for Little Eight, I would have skinned you!"
Little Eight …
Hearing this, Mu Yun touched her nose.
Her father had three brothers, and Mu Qingyu was the eldest.
Second uncle Mu Qinglang, third uncle Mu Qingye, and fourth uncle Mu Xuanji.
Although her father was the eldest, she was indeed the youngest.
Second uncle Mu Qinglang had three sons, Mu Tiansheng, Mu Tianyu, and Mu Tianze. However, she didn't see Mu Yun this time.
Third Uncle had two sons, Mu Che and Mu Han.
Fourth Uncle had a son and a daughter, Mu Luo and Mu Zi Yan.
Coincidentally, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and Fourth Uncle's seven children were all older than him.
Mu Yun, on the other hand, was the youngest among the eight siblings.
He was called Little Eight by his brothers and sisters all day long.
How many years had it been since he heard someone call him that?
"Little Eight, you look pretty good!" Mu Ziyan walked up and patted Mu Yun's shoulder.
"Seventh Sister, don't make fun of me!"
Mu Yun smiled bitterly and said, "I can't compare to you guys!"
"Don't worry, there is still a lot of time. We Shepherds can protect you until you grow up!" Mu Zi Yan faintly smiled and looked at Miao Xian Yu behind her.
"Brat, you're quite lucky!"
At this moment, Mu Yun smiled slightly and did not say anything.
The Shepherds had finally arrived.
And this time, two of the four famous pillars of the Shepherds had appeared.
Mu Qingye!
Mu Xuanji!
At this moment, the atmosphere in the field became even more silent.
However, this kind of silence was rather oppressive.
"Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle!"
Mu Yun looked at the two uncles and bowed respectfully.
"Good boy, you don't look that bad!" Mu Xuanji patted Mu Yun's shoulder and laughed.
"Fourth Brother!"
"Uh … Very impressive, you look very impressive!" Mu Xuanji laughed again.
"Patriarchs, my nephew has just returned. Aren't you guys being too cautious by welcoming him like this?"
Mu Qingye looked at the five patriarchs and smiled faintly.
"Cautious?"
Yang Chenfeng sneered and said, "Mu Qingye, don't joke around here!"
"Mu Yun is the Nine-Fate Son of Heaven. If we let him leave just like this, in less than a thousand years, the Shepherds will be the most powerful in the Divine Realm."
"And in a few hundred years, the Shepherds will be … unstoppable!"
Zhu Xiaotian said coldly, "If Mu Yun doesn't die, the Shepherds won't be able to come back."
"That's right. Otherwise, our ancient clans won't mind completely annihilating the Shepherds!"
"Anyway, we could do it ten thousand years ago. Now, we can only do better!" Han Baiyuan's expression didn't change, but his tone was sour.
At this moment, it was clear that the Clan Chiefs did not plan to give up just like that.
Mu Xuanji and Mu Qingye were indeed very powerful and stood at the top of the Divine Realm.
However, it would be a huge joke if the five of them were afraid.
At this moment, the five of them were most concerned about Mu Yun's life and death.
This was their best chance. If Mu Yun escaped, it would be a painful loss for them.
"So, there's no room for discussion?"
Mu Xuanji took a step forward, and his aura rose.
At the same time, Mu Qingye also took a step forward, and the extremely powerful aura of an Ancestor God was released.
The two magnates understood that if they didn't take action, this matter wouldn't be resolved.
"Sheng Duyu, Qin Yuanhang, take Yun Yi and protect His Highness!"
Yun Zhongwu walked out.
Mu Yun reminded, "Be careful!"
"Yes!"
"Hehe, Your Highness, don't worry. Yun Zhongwu is ranked nineteenth on the Divine Fate List. Although he might not be able to defeat these big shots, he'll have no problem protecting himself!"
The three figures' auras shone brightly.
At the same time, Han Baiyuan, Murong Jing, and Shi Yi also stood out.
"Yang Chenfeng, Zhu Xiaotian, I'll leave this kid to you!" Han Baiyuan snorted. "Let's see how much strength and foundation the Shepherds have accumulated after being silent for ten thousand years!"
"Don't worry!"
Murderous auras flashed between Yang Chenfeng and Zhu Xiaotian's eyebrows.
The two of them were ranked ninth and tenth on the Divine Fate List. Now, there was no one around Mu Yun who could protect her.
As long as they stopped Mu Xuanji and Mu Qingye, the others were nothing to worry about.
"Yun Yi!"
Qin Yuanhang shouted in a low voice.
"Here!"
In an instant, several figures rushed over.
They surrounded Mu Yun in three layers.
At this moment, Mu Yun and the others stood in the middle.
In the face of such a battle, the current him was of no help at all.
But Mu Yun understood.
Now, the five patriarchs had appeared.
But there were still four who hadn't appeared yet.
And her father hadn't appeared either.
Perhaps, the real battle had yet to begin.
This was especially true for the three strongest people.
Mu Qingyu, ranked first on the Divine Fate List!
Xue Tian, ranked second!
Wang Qinglin, ranked third!
These three could be said to be the most dazzling people in the entire Divine World. Their unparalleled strength allowed them to enter the top three.
If the three of them were to appear, then this battle wouldn't be as simple as it seemed!
Boom …
In an instant, the two sides exchanged blows. Yang Chenfeng and Zhu Xiaotian attacked Yun Yi alone, while Qin Yuanhang and Sheng Duyu blocked the two patriarchs.
But seeing this scene, Mu Yun felt that the Shepherds didn't have a high chance of winning.
Not to mention that Zhan Clan and Zhao hadn't appeared yet.
If the Royal Clan and the Blood Clan appeared now, then the Shepherds would be defeated in a moment.
…
The whistling wind, the violent sand, and the dark and boundless earth.
While Mu Yun's side began to fight, a tit-for-tat confrontation also appeared in this dark place.
Cloud Cleaving Canyon, deep in the valley.
At this moment, two armies stopped here.
The army led by a large golden flag fluttered in the wind.
On it, the word "King" was written in a flamboyant style, showing arrogance and dominance.
The other army was silent, but each figure was dressed in blood-red robes.
The austere army gave people the feeling that it was too bloody and brutal.
At this very moment, two figures stood proudly in front of the two groups.
However, in front of the large army, there was a figure with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the strong wind.
He wore a white robe and a white cloak. Two lifelike dragon and phoenix figures were carved on his waistcoat.
His face was handsome and mature. His skin was smooth and delicate, and his pair of red phoenix eyes carried an intimidating light.
The wisps of white hair between his temples didn't show his age. Instead, they added an eye-catching charm.
"Mu Qingyu!"
At this moment, two figures stood in front of the two armies with cold expressions.
The Royal Clan's patriarch, Wang Qinglin, was muscular and handsome!
The Blood Clan's patriarch, who was slightly thin and had a pair of blood-red eyes. Heavens!
"Patriarch Wang, Blood Clan, long time no see!"
Mu Qingyu stood in front of the two armies and smiled faintly.
"Mu Qingyu, what do you mean by this?"
Wang Qinglin's voice had a hint of shock as he questioned, "Don't tell me you want to resist the armies of the Royal Clan and the Blood Clan by yourself?"
"I have no choice!"
Mu Qingyu smiled bitterly. "After all, my useless son has just returned. As a father, I have to … protect my child!"
"What a joke. You couldn't protect him ten thousand years ago. How can you protect him now?"
"Ten thousand years ago?"
Mu Qingyu smiled. "Ten thousand years ago, if it weren't for your good son, I don't think my son would have reincarnated!"
Mu Qingyu's eyes glanced straight at the young man beside Heavens.
Xue Xiao!
"Mu Qingyu, if you want to stop us, let's see if you have the ability to do so!" Heavens said coldly.
"Let's try. Maybe we'll know!"
Mu Qingyu raised his hands slowly. "I think the two of you should know that I don't like to fight for power. However, this involves my son, so I have no choice!"
Whoosh …
As Mu Qingyu's words fell, his figure instantly rushed out.
At this moment, Heavens and Wang Qinglin looked at each other and immediately rushed out.
Xue Xiao wanted to rush out, but a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Stay here. Mu Qingyu's strength is unfathomable. Nothing can happen to you!"
These words came from his father.
Xue Xiao's figure paused.
At this moment, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
Mu Yun … you must die!
Boom …
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