The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 67: The Jiang family's great man appears, holding the imperial weapon! (Available, please pre-order first!)

"Okay, I'll take this one."

Those who were able to become powerful in this era had great talent, and they felt embarrassed for interfering in the fights among the younger generation, so they readily agreed.

The next moment, Mu Wushuang took a step forward, with a thousand-foot-long immortal light flowing on his body. The silver-white blood that soared into the sky was like a giant dragon crossing the sky, stirring up all directions.

He was bathed in immortal light, calm and composed, with a thrilling aura permeating him, like an immortal immortal standing between heaven and earth.

"boom!"

The mighty man from Dayan Holy Land transformed himself into a divine sword, carrying infinite sword light, and fell from the sky. The power that was enough to destroy the world enveloped everyone's heart.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Endless star-like sword light fell, vibrating in the void.

"Flying Immortal!"

Mu Wushuang's eyes flickered, and it was his first full-strength attack since he had recast the Immortal-Slaying Gourd.

Great supernatural power to fly to heaven!
"Then what is that!"

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, a magnificent, desolate and ancient sky gate emerged behind Mu Wushuang. Inside the sky gate, a supreme immortal walked out from the depths.

Sitting high in the ninth heaven, the supreme immortal is surrounded by the mysterious yellow aura of all things. He is like an innate god overlooking the human world. He walks down from the mortal world and descends into the universe.

Behind him, terrible scenes were floating, with true immortals bowing their heads and supreme beings kneeling.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the supreme immortal and Mu Wushuang merged into one. He stood between heaven and earth like a giant pillar, supporting the sky and the earth. His eyes opened slightly, and as he grasped the Immortal-Slaying Sword in his right hand, a peerless sword light shot up into the sky, shocking the world in all directions and splitting the sky.

"Qiang!"

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife flew across the sky, like the sky pressing down, crushing the void, and a tremendous pressure suddenly pressed down.

The edge was shocking, the blade light was sky-capping, the peerless flying blade that slashed the immortals split the sky and the sky, those star-like sword lights were shattered at this moment like a dead end!
"this!"

"Such a terrifying sword, as if it could cut through the heavens and earth and break the shackles of fate!"

"With one strike of the sword, will all the powerful be defeated?"

The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife continued to move forward with unparalleled immortal light, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, carrying with it terrifying power, with the intent to cut the sky in half.

The powerful man from Dayan Holy Land showed astonishment, Mu Wushuang was so powerful that it exceeded his expectations.

He could not imagine that the power of Mu Wushuang's sword could actually threaten a powerful immortal like him.

Moreover, the dark gourd held by Mu Wushuang gave him a palpitating feeling.

That gourd is definitely not just a holy weapon. Could it be that Wanchu Holy Land really spent so much money on it?
This is too exaggerated!
"boom!"

The next moment, the sword light filled with stars fell from the sky, breaking through the blade of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, causing the entire underground palace to tremble and the sky and earth to dim.

"cut!"

Mu Wushuang's expression remained unchanged, and the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife's momentum continued unabated.

With a loud bang, the infinite sword light of the stars smashed towards Mu Wushuang firmly, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.

At the same time, the peerless sword light also broke through the three-foot sword light of the old figure, and gurgling blood flowed out from the old body, like a series of beautiful streams, smashing the surrounding void.

Mu Wushuang silently took back the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and suddenly felt a pain in his back and waist.

Even though he had the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, it would be a bit difficult for him to face off against a powerful Immortal of the second level, even if he was only in the early stage.

In other words, he had successfully cultivated the Chaos Green Lotus bloodline, otherwise, if not killed, he would have been seriously injured by the attack just now.

But despite this, he felt that his internal organs were slightly injured and he would need ten days or half a month to recuperate.

"Fellow Daoist Feng Wan, how about we put an end to the feud between our two families?"

Hearing this, Feng Wan turned to look at Mu Wushuang. Seeing that he had no objection, he simply nodded and said:

"It's a word."

"I am the ninth elder of Dayan Holy Land. If you have time in the future, you can come to my Dayan Holy Land and stay for a while."

The mighty one from the Dayan Holy Land retracted his bleeding palm and stared at Mu Wushuang, feeling a little regretful. Why didn't such a genius come from the Dayan Holy Land?

After one slash of the sword, he knew that Mu Wushuang was now a divine dragon soaring in the sky. A mere saint's son was not worthy for the Dayan Holy Land to completely offend such a grown-up unparalleled genius.

It is not worth it for the Dayan Holy Land and the Wanchu Holy Land to be hostile to each other.

After all, not everyone is as peerless as the young man in front of him.

He was certain that Wanchu Holy Land would definitely not hesitate to break off relations with Dayan Holy Land just for the sake of the young man in front of him.

The Dayan Holy Land surrendered, which was a situation that most people had not expected, because their Holy Son actually died at the hands of Mu Wushuang.

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be a hint of rationality in it.

After the sword strike just now, the world has seen clearly that Mu Wushuang is different from other young geniuses. He has grown up.

Even the strong ones who are at the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm or even at the Xiantai Secret Realm would find it difficult to gain the upper hand against him.

For such a peerless evildoer, the only options are to eliminate the roots and make friends with him.

However, the Dayan Holy Land is not an aristocratic family like the Jiang family and the Ji family, and does not have the confidence to suppress everything.

Just one Holy Son is not enough to make them completely hostile to Wanchu Holy Land. "Feng Wan, your Holy Son from Wanchu Holy Land killed my Jiang family's divine body. Should you, Wanchu, give my Jiang family an explanation for this matter?"

At this moment, a soothing voice sounded, and when the voice sounded, even the ninth elder of Dayan changed color slightly.

This is an extremely powerful person from the Jiang family.

"Greetings, Elder!" Everyone in the Jiang family also spoke respectfully at this moment.

The powerful can be divided into nine small levels in detail, and the ninth level is the peerless powerful. The ninth elder of Dayan who had confronted Mu Wushuang before was only a powerful person of the first level. There is a huge difference, which is equivalent to a difference of eight small realms.

"Explain? What's there to explain? It's just a competition between the younger generation."

These words completely pushed Jiang Mingren, the peerless mighty man of the Jiang family, to the brink of a rampage. At that moment, the mighty power of this peerless man rolled in, shaking the entire underground palace, and thousands of thunders rose up in the void, like the might of heaven.

"Sparring? Killing my clan's divine body, is that an explanation for that?"

Feng Wan seemed a little impatient when she heard this. She waved her jade hand lightly and dissipated all the opponent's powerful force, and said nonchalantly.

"How would you like?"

At this moment, the entire ancient palace was plunged into silence under this murderous intent. The power of the peerless great power was overwhelming, and the slightest breath revealed was able to wipe out ordinary small cultivators, which was breathtaking.

"What if my Jiang family investigates to the end?"

Jiang Mingren put his hands behind his back, layer after layer of powerful aura was constantly sweeping over his body. Haloes were flowing, and bursting out with brilliant divine light. His body was like divine gold, indestructible.

"Then I will take over Wanchu Holy Land as well."

Feng Wan held the Wang Bing Jade Umbrella in his hand and a Semi-Saint Killing Sword hung over his head. His peerless edge was locked onto Jiang Mingren, as if he was about to use the Wang Bing and Semi-Saint Bing to completely wipe out this most powerful person in the Jiang family.

With the strength of Wanchu Holy Land, unless the Jiang family comes out in full force, or even calls out the ultimate imperial soldiers, Wanchu Holy Land will not be afraid at all.

And a mere divine body with the cultivation level of the fourth extreme would not be enough to cause the Jiang family to send out all their forces.

"Kill me if I want to? What can you do? Since ancient times, when people of the same level fight, it's a matter of life and death!"

"If you dare to take another step forward, everything will be turned upside down!"

Feng Wan took a step forward and shouted loudly, while the Wang Bing Jade Umbrella in his hand and the Semi-Saint Killing Sword above his head merged with vast divine power. Rays of divine light emerged and his body glowed, truly displaying the aura of an unrivaled powerful man in the Eastern Wilderness.

"That's right, a battle between people of the same level means life or death."

In the direction of the Ji family, Ji Haoyue, who had taken the holy medicine for healing, spoke. His blood and qi were turbulent, but he was fine. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

He had no resentment towards Mu Wushuang. On the contrary, he was very grateful to Mu Wushuang for waking him up and making him realize that there are always people better than you.

The divine body is his foundation, but it cannot be his reliance. His reliance can only ever be himself.

"If I kill him, I'll kill him. If it happens again, I will kill more than just one person!"

At this time, Mu Wushuang spoke, there was no fluctuation on his face, but there was a faint murderous intent on his body, even the void was shaking.

"The Jiang family is really courageous. As the only descendant of the Great Emperor of the Demon Clan, I can kill the mere divine body of your Jiang family. What's wrong with that?"

Above the void, a sound appeared, like thousands of thunders exploding, the shadow of a peacock rolled, and countless lights filled the ancient palace.

Several more auras of peerless powers came towards them, forming a confrontation with the auras of Feng Wan and Jiang Mingren, shaking the entire underground palace.

Outside the hall, the demon kings, such as Peacock King and Green Dragon King, came flying in from the sky, looking down at the people in the hall, their eyes emitting two sharp rays of light, staring at Mu Wushuang——

To be precise, he was staring at the Green Lotus Emperor's Soldier that was rising and falling in his palm.

"Monster clan?"

The sudden disruption by the demon clan made everyone in the Jiang family look unhappy.

"King Kongque, I wonder who the successor of the Demon Emperor you are talking about is?"

In the sky, colorful auspicious light blooms, and a jade ruyi is gorgeous and dazzling, swaying with endless fairy light, which makes people intoxicated.

The Yao Chi Holy Land, which had been quiet and independent of all other forces, suddenly spoke out, causing the situation to become turbulent again.

"Yes, I have received a message from the Imperial Weapon God. The Azure Lotus Imperial Weapon God has revived and selected him as the successor of the ancestor."

Outside the hall, Yan Ruyu walked slowly forward, her white dress fluttering, her peerless face hazy, her brows shining, like a dream, looking so unattainable.

However, her tone was cold, yet seemed to imply some complex meanings.

Yan Ruyu only said a few words, but they completely ignited the emotions of everyone present.

This is about the Green Emperor. As a princess of the demon clan and a descendant of the Green Emperor, Yan Ruyu would never lie, so is all this true?

By the way, the green lotus sleeping in Mu Wushuang’s palm seems to be familiar. It seems to be the emperor’s weapon of the demon clan?
It was not until this moment that the ancient Jiang family, the Ji family and others seemed to notice the special green lotus in Mu Wushuang's palm.

Because this is really incomprehensible.

After all, the demon clan's imperial weapon was not in the hands of the Green Emperor's descendants, and it was actually sleeping in the palm of Mu Wushuang, a human, just like an ordinary green lotus, nothing special.

"Xiao Wushuang, could this be the Azure Lotus Emperor Soldier of the Demon Race?"

Feng Wan held the Wang Bing Jade Umbrella in his hand, with the Half-Saint Killing Sword hanging over his head, staring at Mu Wushuang and asked in surprise.

There was a hint of smile in Feng Wan's eyes, her hair was crystal clear, there were stars in her eyes, she was tall, with a slender waist, and she had an inviolable temperament, like a peerless beauty walking out of a painting.

At this moment, the monks around did not dare to look at Feng Wan. She was indeed a woman that no one could refuse.

"Yeah, I thought you guys had already discovered it."

(End of this chapter)