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Ling Zetian
Mu Yun could not be bothered to talk nonsense. She took a step forward and slashed with the Liyuan Sacred Sword in her hand. "I'm here to kill you!"
When the four guards saw this scene, they immediately turned pale with fright.
Someone actually dared to sneak into Lord Ling Zetian's secret residence and even started a fight.
The four of them immediately sent out a message and charged toward Mu Yun.
"Scram!"
She swung her sword, and the sword gleam flickered. Mu Yun's sword was only condensed into a sword soul and did not use any sword technique. Even so, with the strength of a Holy Emperor and the power of the sword soul, it was enough to kill the four lesser Holy Kings in front of her.
Bang bang bang …
Four figures scurried out in a sorry state. Mu Yun's eyes were cold.
"300 Osteopyrum, kill!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
Instantly, figures began to disperse from Mu Yun's body.
Luo Tianxing led 300 Osteopyrum and charged out.
Mu Yun came this time to capture Ling Zetian, so there was no need to talk nonsense.
300 Osteopyrum charged out immediately, and the entire underground palace was filled with horrified noises.
At this moment, Mo Yu, Huang Yan, and Mu Bufan were leading three hundred Bone Guards and charging forward. No one could stop them.
Mu Yun stood on the spot, and runes appeared one by one in her hand …
"Bastard, who dares to run amok in my underground palace?"
A muffled cry rang out at this moment. Immediately, the entire underground palace faintly trembled.
At this moment, a black-clothed figure, leading dozens of people, walked over quickly.
"Ling Zetian!"
Mu Yun shouted coldly when she saw the black-clothed man. "The person who will kill you is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yun took a step forward without another word. His entire body was filled with killing intent.
Ling Zetian was a lesser Holy Emperor, and Mu Yun was also a lesser Holy Emperor now. She was not afraid of Ling Zetian at all.
"You are … Mu Yun!"
Seeing Mu Yun, Ling Zetian immediately burst into laughter.
"Mu Yun, you're courting death. My Necromancer Guild must kill you. I didn't expect you to come here yourself today. Do you think that I'm no match for you?"
Ling Zetian laughed loudly. "Looks like advancing to the Saint Emperor realm has given you a lot of confidence."
"However, even if you've become a Saint King, the difference between the same cultivation level is still extremely great!"
"Really?"
At this moment, Mu Yun snorted and took a step forward, her entire body surging with killing intent.
"I also think that the gap is huge!"
A vigorous aura was born.
The body of a Sage Emperor!
When a Saint Emperor reached the Saint Emperor Realm, the Saint Monarch Qi around a Saint Emperor would condense and transform, tempering the Divine Body and condensing it into a Saint Emperor Body.
The Saint King Body was even more compatible with the Origin Energy of the universe, and its control over Origin Energy was also extraordinary.
On the path of cultivation, the body had always been the foundation of a martial artist.
No matter when or where, if the body could not be tempered strongly and the realm advanced too quickly, it would be harmful instead.
A sword slashed out, and the sword light drew out a thousand feet. Crackling and popping sounds rang out, and those buildings collapsed one after another at this moment.
Seeing this scene, Ling Zetian could be said to be extremely heartbroken.
He spent a lot of effort to build this underground palace as his back garden, and he usually came here to enjoy himself.
But with Mu Yun causing such a ruckus, this underground palace was close to destruction.
"Stinking brat, you're courting death, courting death!"
Ling Zetian roared furiously. "Causing such a big commotion, the people of Necromancer City will sense it. At that time, it'll be hard for you to escape death."
"Is that so?"
Mu Yun smiled without saying anything and directly raised her sword and charged out.
Boom …
The two Saint Emperors immediately clashed at this moment.
And Mo Yu and the other two brought the 300 Osteopyrum and charged out as if they had entered a no-man's land. The entire underground palace was in complete chaos.
"Stinking brat, you're courting death yourself!"
Ling Zetian was furious. With a wave of his hand, his hands turned into eerie white bones at this moment. On the white bones, pitch-black patterns spread out, as strange as the devil's snare flower.
"Kill!"
Taking a step forward, a devil's snare flower condensed in Ling Zetian's palm, and directly charged at Mu Yun.
Boom …
With a tremor, the devil's snare flower exploded, turning into black tentacles that directly grabbed at Mu Yun.
Mu Yun's face turned cold, and she slashed out with her sword.
But those black tentacles were immediately restored the moment they were cut off. It was strange and unpredictable.
"Humph, this is the Necromancer Race's sacred art, Necromancer Vine. Even if you're a Saint Emperor, you can't break it."
Ling Zetian sneered. "My big brother is the husband of the Necromancer Race's elder. He was able to establish the Necromancer Guild and rely on the Necromancer Race. Do you really think the Necromancer Guild didn't get any benefits from the Necromancer Race?"
Ling Zetian sneered again and again. The devil's snare flower's black patterns kept gathering in his palm, and the black patterns charged at Mu Yun. More and more black patterns appeared, and gradually enveloped Mu Yun's body.
"Hmm?"
But suddenly, Ling Zetian's face changed slightly, and his palm paused.
He felt a trace of heat, a burning sensation that made him very uncomfortable.
Boom …
In an instant, streams of black flames exploded with a loud bang.
The black flames leaped out and devoured the black devil's snare flower's black patterns, and charged at Ling Zetian in a counterattack posture.
"What is this …"
Ling Zetian's face changed slightly, and he took a step back to dodge.
The black flames weren't origin fire, but seemed to be another kind of spiritual flame.
Mu Yun grinned and said, "I think the Necromancer Race's saint art should be quite powerful, but you're not a member of the Necromancer Race, so your cultivation should be greatly reduced."
"It's enough to kill you!"
Ling Zetian snorted, waved his hand, and attacked again.
Mu Yun couldn't be bothered to waste time. She snorted and said, "It's about time. I think it's time for you to wake up!"
Boom …
In an instant, a water dragon rose into the sky.
Mu Yun stood tall and straight on the water dragon, looking at Ling Zetian.
"Saint array!"
Ling Zetian was stunned when he saw this scene.
Mu Yun was actually a saint array master. Even the Necromancer Guild didn't know about this.
"This kid …"
Ling Zetian's face was cold and indifferent. He struck out with his palm, and the powerful force of his palm broke apart with a bang. The ground faintly trembled at this moment.
"Ape Devouring Beast, swallow him alive!"
As Ling Zetian growled, cracks suddenly spread in the ground, and a three hundred meter tall figure suddenly appeared.
"Fifth level saint beast!"
That powerful aura was shockingly at the level of a fifth level spirit beast.
However, this Ape Devouring Beast didn't seem to have fully matured. Although it was three hundred meters tall, it could only be considered short to an adult Ape Devouring Beast.
Its entire body was covered in jet-black fur that resembled steel needles, giving off a chilling gleam. The appearance of this Ape Devouring Beast was similar to most other apes. The only difference was its mouth.
It was terrifyingly big!
The Ape Devouring Beast had always been fearless of death and liked to devour random things.
"Mu Yun, you're too conceited!"
Ling Zetian snorted. "The Necromancer City is my Necromancer Guild's territory after all. You're dead for sure if the Necromancer Guild finds out about your rash arrival."
"They won't find out!"
Mu Yun said calmly. "The Rising Dragon Array of the Four Seas covers your entire underground palace. Even if there's a chaotic battle inside, there's still no movement outside!"
"Ling Zetian, you underestimate a saint array master too much!"
Ling Zetian's eyes narrowed.
"Ape Devouring Beast, devour her for me!"
Bang bang …
The Ape Devouring Beast slapped its chest with both hands and rushed toward Mu Yun in a frenzy.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Mu Yun left the water dragon. The water dragon bared its fangs and charged at him.
A powerful force swept out wave after wave.
The Ape Devouring Beast bit down, and the water dragon's body suddenly broke in the middle.
However, all of a sudden, four water dragons appeared in the surroundings and attacked once again with a loud bang.
"You still don't understand the power of arrays!"
Mu Yun snorted. At this moment, she held Crimson Spirit in her hand and attacked Ling Zetian fiercely.
Dong dong dong …
Dull sounds rang out one after another. Mu Yun took a step forward, and Crimson Spirit carried boundless power as if it could sweep the world.
Although the Spirit-solidifying Spear Technique was a fourth-grade saint art, it was an ancient saint art, and its power was incomparable to ordinary saint arts.
Although Crimson Spirit was now a fourth-grade saint artifact, it was strengthened by a ninth-grade saint artifact talisman and could not be underestimated.
Mu Yun stepped forward step by step, and her aura condensed above Crimson Spirit.
"Binding Spirit Slash!"
She slashed out with her spear, and the Immortal Fire condensed on the spear light instantly shot out.
The two figures collided head-on at this moment.
At the same time, the many guards in the underground palace had been killed or tied up by Mo Yu and the other two.
The three of them watched the battle between Mu Yun and Ling Zetian with admiration in their hearts.
Along the way, there was no doubt about Mu Yun's strength, and her decisiveness in killing became more complete.
In the future, Mu Yun might really be able to become the ruler of all the realms.
Dong …
Suddenly, Ling Zetian's face turned pale with a loud bang, and his figure fell to the ground.
Mu Yun turned into a flash of light and pointed her spear at Ling Zetian's throat.
"You …"
Ling Zetian's face was ghastly pale.
Mu Yun's methods were endless, and it was truly difficult to predict.
Array formations, sword techniques, and spear techniques. This fellow's combination was simply flawless.
Although he had stepped into the lesser Sacred Emperor realm for a period of time, he was ultimately inferior to Mu Yun.
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you!" Ling Zetian shouted.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you, at least not for the time being!"
Mu Yun pointed with her palm, and a dark seal of life and death descended, covering Ling Zetian.
"I'm keeping it. It's still useful!"
"Dream on!"
Ling Zetian snorted. "Tomorrow is my nephew, Ling Che's, wedding day. At that time, the Undead Guild and the Dwarf Race will increase their vigilance. This time, we will join forces with some other ninth-grade races and will definitely annihilate the Purple Spirit Race and the Heavenly Black Snake Race!"
"You want me to provide you with information? Dream on!"
"Is that so?"
Mu Yun smiled indifferently. "Then from now on, you will answer whatever I ask."
"You … please ask!"
As soon as these words came out, Ling Zetian was dumbfounded.
He wanted to say, "Don't even think about it," but when it reached his mouth, it became "please ask."
How could this be?
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