First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 220 The Emperor Mu Emperor 4
"Break it for me." In this violent shout, the seventeen spirit emperors who were fixed at the seventh level seemed to be crushed by invisible forces.

Like a porcelain doll, it slowly turned into powder in the sky.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Fengyun looked up at all this and wiped his eyes.

How strong is this?
What kind of power is this?
Just how perverted is this Emperor Mu?
Is this the highest level of spiritual power?

The wind was light and the clouds were light, and the surroundings were silent.

Only the blue spiritual power that filled half of the sky and that peerless person stood on one side.

As the wind passed over the treetops, lightning flashed in all directions, and four shocking forces pierced the sky at this moment, rushing towards Mu Huang.

"The escort came late, please forgive me." The voice resounded, and the four figures knelt heavily in front of Mu Huang.

Muhuang's people are here.

Not the Spirit King, not the Spirit Emperor, this level...

Fengyun could no longer understand.

The blue light soared into the sky, with incomparable momentum.

Ignoring the four kneeling people, Mu Huang in the blue light slowly turned around and looked down at the situation on the ground.

Bloody all over, embarrassed all over.

At this moment, she raised her head and looked at him fixedly, her face full of shock.

Seeing this, Emperor Mu stepped towards Fengyun and walked towards Fengyun.

The battle armor is glorious and glazed, and its momentum is unparalleled.

Feng Yun looked at the person in front of him, it was Mu Huang, but not Mu Huang.

It should be said that this person is the grown-up Emperor Mu.

There is no youthfulness and arrogance of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old Muhuang, only a calm domineering and resolute face.

If the Emperor Mu she saw before was still an eagle waiting to fly, then this one is now the Eagle King who reigns over the world and has spread his wings for thousands of miles.

Feng Yun understood, Mu Huang's exercise not only suppressed his spiritual power, but also suppressed his age and personality to the appearance of seventeen or eighteen years old.

And now the 23 Muhuang is the real Muhuang.

"It's fine." Feng Yun looked at Mu Huang who was walking over, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Yes, it's fine.

Standing in front of Fengyun, Emperor Mu looked at Fengyun who was covered in scars but smiled, stretched out his hand and hugged Fengyun in his arms.

(End of this chapter)