Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1842 can no longer be hidden.

"That is, Zu..."

Looking directly at the ancient handwriting that was gradually swallowed by the white black hole, Mu Xi's pupils shrank suddenly, and a bone-like figure suddenly appeared in his mind, his consciousness gradually fell into a blank, his pink mouth opened slightly, and he was about to subconsciously He called out the name of the figure in his consciousness, but he didn't expect that the Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet in front of him suddenly flashed out spontaneously when the words came to his lips. When Mu Xi came back to his senses, the Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet had already arrived in front of Mu Chen. !

"Boom and thunder."

The cold and ethereal female Chong (chong) voice came from the Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet's visor, and as her slender right arm was raised, a slender thunderous two-meter-long giant double-edged ax was dragged. Following her falling trajectory, she slashed straight towards Muchen and the unfolded black scroll!
Before the blade arrives, Lei comes first. Even though he is in the dantian of the holy thunder, Mu Chen can feel the power of splitting mountains and blasting seas from that thunder. This guy has no intention of holding back at all!

"forward……"

boom!
Just when Mu Chen was about to shout the word 'Senior', a cloud of white lightning suddenly burst out from the sky directly above him. Without any accumulation and procrastination, a beam of lightning condensed by hundreds of white thunders crashed down. Next, it hit Mu Chen's body fiercely!

"!!"

The startled Mu Chen didn't even have time to dodge, he was submerged by the white thunder pillar, and the Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet who raised his ax to kill Mu Chen, flew back to Mu Xi's side with the pale yellow light curtain at this moment .

"Zhenshenzhilei, it's really that ancestor. I didn't expect my brother to become the master of that ancestor... Ah, Senior Nine Immortals, are you okay?" The emperor puppet acted without authorization was somewhat helpless, but there was nothing wrong with her choice, because the "white shadow" summoned by Mu Chen at this time was a truly terrifying existence.

"..."

The Nine Immortal Emperor Puppet shook his head silently, his black and white pupils stared closely at the place where the thunder pillar was shining, for a full three seconds, the white thunder pillar barely dissipated, and the remnant energy of the shock wave rolled up the turbulent wind, except Outside of Mu Chen, who was unscathed, a waterfall of white-haired and flowing clouds slowly entered the eyes of the world.

This is a man who combines cold handsomeness and evil charm!It has a sword in one hand and a back in the other. Its body is tightly wrapped by a white belt with sharp edges and corners. Its slender white hair is tied around the waist and back by fist-sized jade beads, hanging from the white knot as thick as the arm. A feeling of being out of the dust and misty is naturally distributed, which makes people linger and dread.

On the main peak of Nine Dragons, Mu Youyou stared at the white figure in midair, opened his mouth, and said after a long time, "Grandpa, is that our family's... ancestral puppet?"

Juxing Jue nodded with mixed sorrow and joy, "Yes, it is indeed Yang Yan, one of the ancestral puppets, for tens of thousands of years... so he has always been here."

After receiving Ju Xingjue's affirmative answer, Mu Youyou's brain was suddenly swept blank. She didn't care how many years the ancestor puppet had disappeared. The only thing she could think about was why the ancestor puppet was in Mu Chen's hands, and why he could use it.

……

"It's still there... It's still there..."

On the hanging boat at a height of ten thousand feet, Xia Wenxuan looked closely at the white figure, his eyes gradually turned red. This time, no one laughed at Xia Wenxuan, even Xu Biao, who was completely opposite to him, couldn't help but hang down his eyes. His eyes are not for anything else, but because this figure has given them too much shock, and also lost too much meaning to them. Once upon a time, he thought that this figure would follow his ancestors back to the Holy Tomb, but he didn't want to see it again today. Witnessing its existence, they don't know whether this indicates something, but its appearance is undoubtedly a powerful reassurance for them!It was also because of this that the atmosphere in Xuanzhou suddenly became a little unspeakable.

……

"So it turns out that you are his descendant. It's easy to understand why you are so perverted. After all, the root of your blood lies there."

On the third level, Bing Lan leaned on the back of the chair again after being seated for a while, with an extremely relieved expression, but Mu Junwu who noticed this, closed his eyes and sighed softly, and said helplessly, "I can't hide anymore."

(End of this chapter)