The roaring and whistling sound, like thunder, shook the heaven and the earth, from the eternal tower, resounding.
And this sudden howling also instantly attracted the attention of the powerful people outside the Wangu Pagoda. They all looked terrified, because they felt that when the howling sound appeared, the ancient Maha and the ancient Buddha In the atmosphere of the confrontation between the two parties, a terrible murderous intent is faintly flowing...
"Then Mu Chen seems to be unable to hide..."
"I can't help it. I haven't been hiding for half a year, right? Looking at the posture of the ancient Maha tribe, it's obviously not easy to give up."
"After all, he is young and vigorous, but I don’t know how much blood and blood he will cause when he appears. Although the ancient Buddha is strong, this is the site of the ancient Maha. If you really want to fight, you may still suffer. When the time comes, That immortal body will really be snatched back by the ancient Maha clan..."
"..."
Outside the city, the various forces were whispering, but they obviously believed that Mu Chen's disappearance in the past six months was hiding from the edge of the ancient Maha tribe.
However, as for the voices outside the city, neither the ancient Maha tribe nor the ancient Buddhist tribe paid any attention to them. Their gazes were all staring at the Wangu Pagoda, but there was a disagreement in their eyes.
Buzzing!
And under their gaze, the Wangu Pagoda seemed to vibrate at this time, and circles of mysterious halo radiated from it. Then, a beam of light suddenly rose from the top of the tower and pierced the clouds. .
Mahetian raised his head expressionlessly, his eyes fixed on the spire of the tower. Amidst the dense beam of light, a slender figure slowly appeared in everyone's field of vision.
That figure, slender and tall, with lightly draped clothes, the pores all over his body are faintly shining with golden light, Junyi's face is shining with a faint jade light, deep in the dark eyes, golden light flows, so that his whole person is exuding. A mysterious and unspeakable breath.
This figure is naturally Mu Chen who has been in retreat in the Wangu Pagoda for five years.
Under the gaze of countless gazes, Mu Chen's eyes were calm and there was no turbulence. The moment he stepped out of the Pagoda, he sensed the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere between the world and the earth.
Facing this kind of situation, if he stepped into the Wangu Pagoda, I am afraid he would really be a little nervous.
It's just a pity that the five years of hard work in retreat has brought Mu Chen's improvement to an indescribable level.
"It's such a grand pomp, but although I was lucky enough to have the immortal identity of the Lord, I am still a little ashamed to be greeted by the courtesy of the ancient Maha tribe." Mu Chen glanced down and looked at the horror on the high platform. His lineup, his eyes paused on Mahatian and the two white-haired old men behind him, and smiled lightly.
Outside that city, the strong men from various superpowers couldn't help but smile when they heard the words. This Mu Chen was really courageous. Everyone with a discerning eye could see the unkindness of the ancient Maha tribe, but he still spoke like this. It was simply hitting the face of the ancient Maha tribe.
"Little boy, I'm afraid you won't be blessed!" Mu Chen's voice fell, and before Maha Tian could speak, Maha You said with a sullen face, and his words were full of murderous intent.
He was defeated in the battle with Wangu Pagoda and Mu Chen, lost the great opportunity, and even more so that the ancient Maha tribe lost their eternal immortality. In the past six months, they have had a very bad life, if not If Mahathir was his elder brother, he might have been regarded as a sinner long ago.
Therefore, seeing Mu Chen right now was naturally outrageous.
However, his subsequent violent words were still blocked by Mohetian waved his hand. The latter stared at Mu Chen, then smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "Little friend Mu Chen is really talented, and he is able to obtain an immortal body. The recognition of this really shocked the world."
Mu Chen's eyes also looked at Mahatian, and smiled and said, "Patriarch Maha is too acclaimed. If Mahayou can be more careful and tell that the dark golden figure is a fake, maybe there is nothing wrong with me."
Moheyou's eyelids jumped wildly, and blue veins appeared on his forehead, wishing to kill Mu Chen now.
Mahetian smiled and nodded, and then slowly said: "But the little friend Mu Chen also knows that my Mahe ancient tribe has kept the immortal body for thousands of years, and has also put in countless efforts and energy, and now Mu Chenxiao It’s not very appropriate for my friend to take it away so easily."
Mu Chen's eyelids drooped slightly, and said, "The words of Patriarch Maha are not correct. The Immortal Immortal Body is stored by the Immortal Emperor. The original intention is to choose a suitable owner for it. Moreover, the Immortal Emperor will immortalize the Great Sun and the Immortal Golden Body. All of the cultivation methods have been completely handed over to your ancient Maha tribe. Therefore, your ancient Maha tribe has countless more chances of obtaining an immortal body than others."
"This should actually be regarded as the reward given by the Immortal Emperor to the ancient Maha Clan to protect the immortal body, but it is a pity that the ancient Maha Clan has never been able to obtain its recognition for tens of thousands of years. This is really no wonder. "
Mu Chen was not impatient or impatient, and the fearless voice sounded, which also attracted countless strong nods and approvals. The ancient Maha tribe has guarded the immortal body for thousands of years. In general, they have the greatest success rate in obtaining the Immortal Body.
But now that they fail, it can only show that it is their own problem.
Mahetian squinted his eyes slightly, and the gentle smile on his face gradually converged. He said in a low voice, "I won't say much to you, but I have a suggestion. I hope that little friend Mu Chen can put the immortal body again. A hundred years from my ancient Maha clan, and a hundred years later, I can swear that my ancient Maha clan will never hinder you from retrieving the eternal immortal body, how?"
As soon as Mahatian's voice fell, even Mu Chen's face was filled with a sarcasm smile. He obviously didn't expect this Maha Heaven Hall Saint Pintian Supreme to be able to say such shameless words.
Put the immortal body in this ancient Maha tribe for a hundred years? As long as it is not a three-year-old child, I am afraid that no one will believe this kind of rhetoric.
"The patriarch of the dignified Maha Clan, it seems that he really doesn't have any face?" A cold voice sounded, and Qing Yanjing finally couldn't help but uttered, and the words were full of irony.
Mu Chen also shook his head lightly, and said, "Patriarch Maha is not going to laugh. Since the eternal immortality recognizes me as the master, then his fate with the nobles is over, and I naturally want to take it away."
As Mu Chen's voice fell, everyone felt that the world became silent.
Mahetian's expression returned to his expressionless face. He stared at Mu Chen and said indifferently: "So, is Mu Chen unwilling to satisfy my small wish of the ancient Maha Clan?"
boom!
When its voice fell, an indescribable sacred might erupted like a storm, and the pressure was overwhelming, directly covering the place where Mu Chen was.
The coercion spread, and the void directly solidified, whether it was the air or spiritual power in it, it was solidified so immobile, like a mosquito in the amber.
And the majesty of the holy product that shrouded in it, naturally also descended on Mu Chen's body.
Facing this real sacred power, Mu Chen's eyes condensed, but surprisingly, not only was there no fear in his eyes, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth instead.
If he was facing the power of the holy product before entering the Pagoda, I am afraid that he could not even move his hands or feet at all, but after five years of painstaking cultivation, he was recast into his body by the immortal origin, and he had already cultivated into an immortal body.
Today, his physical strength is incomparable even if he is an ordinary sacred powerhouse.
Hum!
Therefore, in the face of that kind of coercive confinement, Mu Chen's five fingers suddenly clenched, and the pores all over his body emitted golden light, and his whole body was shaking, making him seem to be a figure cast in gold.
A similarly terrifying force erupted from his flesh and bones. It was just a shock, and the confined space around him was like broken glass, quickly shattering...
In a short moment, the terrible coercion that enveloped him disappeared.
"what?!"
This scene fell in the eyes of countless powerhouses outside the city, but it caused countless stunned voices. Many Heavenly Sovereigns present were moved by it, because they all knew how terrifying the power of the sacred product was, and faced this power. Pressing the imprisonment, even the powerhouse in the late stage of the immortal product, it is difficult to move the slightest, but right now, it is so easily cracked by Mu Chen? !
The elders of the ancient Maha tribe also looked at this scene with a slight change of expression, and that Maha You looked even more unbelievable.
Only Mohetian and the two white-haired old men behind him understood, their complexions instantly turned gloomy, their eyes fixed on Mu Chen's body that exuded mysterious golden light.
Not far away, Qing Yanjing and Futu Xuan, who were about to make a move, were also stunned, staring at Mu Chen in a daze, then glanced at each other, and couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sound containing vibration, word by word from Mahatian, Qing Yanjing and their mouths, and then thunderous waves were set off between the world and the earth.
"This is... the body of the saint?!"