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Chapter 382 The Palace Master Takes Action!To beat you, you don't need to use all your strength (please subscribe)

"Goddess Lan Siyu of the Heavenly Demon Palace, get out!"

Mu Yan's voice shocked Baili, resounding throughout the Tianmo Palace.

Even in the depths of the hall, Palace Master Long Yangyu and Elder Lan could hear it clearly.

The battle outside was so explosive just now, as senior warriors, they naturally sensed it.

"What is the origin of this person? Why do you have to look for Siyu?" Elder Lan frowned slightly, with worry on his face.

Long Yangyu's purple robe was bulging, with the demeanor of a great master.

His originally refined temperament suddenly changed drastically.

"No matter what the origin is, killing so many elders in my Heavenly Demon Palace, I will be sworn in with him!"

Long Yangyu stepped on the void, turned into a bolt of purple electricity, and rushed out.

"Yang Yu!" Elder Lan put aside his scruples and shouted loudly.

She suddenly had a bad feeling that maybe this time would be the last time they met.

In mid-air, Longyang Yu's dashing figure stopped suddenly.

He took a deep look at Elder Lan, then threw a token, and said: "Stay here to guard Siyu, if it's not me who appears here in a while, then you crush the token immediately, and you can teleport to the Demon Realm! "

what?
Elder Lan caught the falling token with a worried expression.

Is the other party trying to leave a way out for their mother and daughter?
Thinking of this, Elder Lan's heart ached like a knife, and all the complaints about Long Yangyu's neglect of his wife and daughter for many years disappeared.

……

Mu Yan is still arrogant in the sky at this moment, the coercion is like a majestic tsunami, bombarding the world.

On the ground, those Tianmo Palace disciples knelt on the ground, suffocated.

At this moment, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Mu Yan was trampling on the dignity of the entire Heavenly Demon Palace with his own strength.

But they had nothing to do.

"From now on, if Lansi language doesn't come out again, I will kill someone every minute!"

Mu Yan, like an ancient god, said very indifferently.

However, everyone below gasped when they heard this.

"This person simply regards human life as worthless. He is too domineering."

"He is threatening the goddess to come out with the lives of all of us as a bargaining chip!"

"Damn it, I'm still so young, I really don't want to die."

"Where is the goddess, where is the goddess, why hasn't she come out yet?"

"Is there no strong man to uphold justice?"

Disciples continued to complain.

In their eyes, the current Mu Yan and the villain are undoubtedly the number one villain in the plot.

But unfortunately, Mu Yan is calm now, and even made an hourglass in the air.

Quicksand moves fast.

Wait until the sand flows out, then it means that 1 minute has passed.

All the disciples raised their heads, looking at this scene in great horror.

Because 1 minute is too short.

The sand in the hourglass fell rustlingly, and in their eyes, it seemed to be the countdown to death.

Soon, part of the sand on the hourglass was completely drained.

These Heavenly Demon Palace disciples are full of fear.

There was a sudden coldness in Mu Yan's eyes.

"One minute is up..."

"The execution begins."

"So who do you start with?"

Mu Yan's voice echoed in the air, spreading to everyone's ears word for word.

His eyes flew over each disciple.

All the disciples were extremely frightened and even began to tremble all over.

In their hearts, Mu Yan's gaze seemed to be that of a god of death.

Being chosen by the god of death is naturally not a good thing.

Suddenly, there was a disciple who couldn't bear the huge pressure.

He stood up and said in a crying voice, "I'll tell you the location of the goddess, can you let me go?"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was shocked.

"Oh?" Mu Yan looked at the other party with interest.

He was indeed waiting for this moment.

Just now when Mu Yan released his divine thoughts, he found that Lan Siyu could not be found at all, so he knew that she must be hiding in a place that was isolated from his spiritual thoughts.

In this way, it will be very tricky.

Simply, Mu Yan acted as a bad guy once to intimidate these disciples.

Unexpectedly, someone recruited so soon.

"If you tell me, I will naturally let you go, but if your news is false..." Mu Yan said coldly.

Sometimes, punishing one's heart breaks the opponent more than killing someone.

Now this disciple is on the verge of collapse.

He was originally the nephew of an elder, and he got closer to Lan Siyu.

But the elder was killed just now, and the disciple lost his backer, and began to fall into despair.

"What I said must be true, she is..."

The disciple had just spoken halfway, when suddenly a divine light descended from the sky, splitting him to pieces in an instant!
The blood bloomed like fireworks, splashing the faces of the people around.

Everyone was stunned.

Unexpectedly, this disciple died so suddenly.

They subconsciously looked towards the sky, puzzled.

Unexpectedly, it was another person who shot in the air.

He was wearing a purple robe, and his aura was like the abyss and the sea. He was the current palace master of the Tianmo Palace, Long Yangyu.

"It's the Palace Master!"

"But why did he shoot to kill?"

Many disciples are discussing.

Mu Yan's face darkened, and he was about to know the answer, but he didn't expect a palace lord to appear halfway.

"Dare to leak the news about the Goddess, the traitor will be punished!"

Long Yangyu's voice was like rolling heavenly power, shocking Chang Tian.

All the disciples were shocked, but they quickly withdrew their sympathy for the dead man and shouted: "I beg the Palace Master to save us!"

The quick change of mind is eye-opening.

"You are the owner of the Heavenly Demon Palace? It seems that you are not going to hand over the Lansi language." Mu Yan said.

Long Yangyu sneered and said: "Killing so many elders in my palace, how do you want to die?"

In an instant, he was full of aura, like a vast star, his combat power was boiling, and the terrifying fluctuations spread, forming a raging storm and disrupting the situation.

All the disciples knelt on the ground, their eyes full of reverence.

No matter what crisis happened, the palace lord was the belief in their hearts.

As long as the faith does not fall, the Heavenly Demon Palace will stand forever.

"Now that the palace lord is here, that kid is dead!"

"My lord, take revenge for the dead elders."

"Take out this kid's soul, so that he will never be reborn!"

They shouted with hatred in their eyes.

These words were naturally heard clearly by Mu Yan.

Hey, it seems that these disciples, he did not start.

On the contrary, the one who killed you just now was your Palace Mistress.

But this is the end of the matter, and Mu Yan will not show mercy anymore.

The two sides are already in an endless situation!
At this moment, Long Yangyu's aura has reached its peak. Although he is a junior Holy Master, his strength is no less than that of an intermediate Holy Master because he also practiced many secret techniques.

Terrifying devilish energy surrounded him, setting off Longyang Yu like the lord of hell, the king of the abyss.

Next, he slapped out brazenly.

Immediately, a hundred feet of demon palms condensed in the air, burning the sky with billowing demon flames.

Whether it is the sky or the earth, it is like being trapped in a huge furnace, and the scorching temperature continues to rise.

The ground can even faintly see water vapor rising and flames flowing.

"It's the Nine Heavens Demon Flame Palm of the Palace Master. I never thought I'd see it with my own eyes in my lifetime!"

"If the palace lord takes action, that kid will die."

"Burn that guy!"

Many disciples were shouting to sweep away the haze just now.

At this time, a huge demon palm descended from the sky, like a falling meteor, with the will to burn for nine days, it was extremely terrifying.

Before the palm arrived, the heat wave and storm had already swept in, pushing everything across.

As soon as Long Yangyu made a move, it was a big killer move.

Because he knew that the Muyan group had killed the elders of the Tianmo Palace, so he didn't dare to underestimate this battle, and directly used all his strength.

Mu Yan was still in the air, but he felt the scorching breath rushing towards him.

Without a trace of fear, he raised his hand lightly.

The next moment, a huge ape figure appeared in the void.

The moment the ape shadow appeared, there was another surging heat wave, overwhelming the entire Heavenly Demon Palace.

At the same time, the outline of the ape shadow gradually became clear.

Standing more than 50 meters tall, with flaming hair fluttering all over his body, he is very mighty.

The fangs were exposed, showing ferociousness and ferocity. It was the Fire Drill King of Destiny.

It seemed that he hadn't shown his face for a long time, but the moment the Destiny Fire Drill King appeared, endless flames scorched the world, burning everything, with an irresistible aura.

At this time, the palm of the hand snapped it down, as if the sky had collapsed.

The Destiny Fire Drill King roared angrily, and punched the sky with his huge fist like a castle in the air.

"A mere Overlord-level fighting spirit doesn't seem to match your identity." Long Yangyu stood above the void and said sarcastically.

Mu Yan was not annoyed, and said with a smile, "That depends on who is using it!"

"At my level, even with a piece of rotten wood, it can turn rot into magic."

"What's more, I know my fighting spirit best!"

"The palm technique you are so proud of will be defeated by my Overlord-level fighting spirit today."

Every sentence he said was more shocking, and at the end, his momentum increased greatly.

Long Yangyu just uttered the words "Big words without shame", but his expression was full of disbelief after that.

I saw the huge fist shadow of the Destiny Fire Drill King strike across the sky, stirring up terrifying air currents mixed with scorching flames.

Under the cover of the magic palm, it was blocked by this surging force, suspended in the air, and could not be suppressed at all.

"What? How could there be such a powerful force?" Long Yangyu was shocked.

Mu Yan said, "My abilities are beyond your imagination."

The next moment, there was a gleam in his eyes.

At the same time, the body of the Destiny Fire Drill King was undergoing changes.

There was a rumbling sound, and it suddenly rose high, and the shadow of the Demonic Ape of the Fire Drill King was swaying in the entire sky.

Soon, it surpassed the size of a hundred feet, like a small mountain, majestic and majestic.

"Roar!"

The Fire Drill King of Destiny screamed angrily, and punched out with a punch, with majestic power and eternal red flames, his momentum was indomitable.

The entire sky was burning, and the fragments of the void were falling, which was reflected incomparably red.

It is the divine fire that burns for a thousand miles!

Such a ferocious power, even the Demon Palm Wushuang, can't bear it.

boom!
The palm was shattered directly, turned into endless energy fragments, and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the faces of all the disciples changed drastically.

They never expected that the strongest palm of the palace lord would be defeated just like that.

Still lost to a Overlord level fighting spirit.

Long Yangyu was even more dumbfounded.

Mu Yan's words still echoed in his ears.

"At my level, even with a piece of rotten wood, it can turn rot into magic."

Long Yangyu clenched his fists and said, "Is this what you call miraculous? This is your level? Then let me see, how high is your level?"

The next moment, his body was wrapped in endless magic energy.

Clouds gathered in the high sky, Thunder Snakes were raging, and lightning continued.

A breath of the arrival of the devil filled the world.

"Demonized?" Mu Yan asked.

For some reason, there was excitement in his eyes.

When Long Yangyu stepped out of the devilish energy again, his appearance did not change much.

Unlike those people before, they were all reduced to monsters from head to toe, without a trace of human appearance.

But on Long Yangyu's face, a strange magic pattern appeared.

His eyes were even colder and more ruthless, as if he had come from hell.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong. Unfortunately, under my demonization, all matter will be turned into fly ash!"

Long Yangyu's voice was very cold.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and an extremely black magic knife immediately appeared in his palm.

The moment the magic knife appeared, there seemed to be bursts of mourning in the world.It seems that the world is praying for the same.

What kind of weapon is that that will make the world tremble?Even begging.

The moment Long Yangyu held the magic knife, Long Yangyu's aura stepped up to a higher level.

Soon it surpassed the middle-level Holy Master, and was infinitely close to the high-level.

There was a surge of air around him, his long hair fluttered, and a murderous and ferocious look appeared on his refined face.

"All disciples back off!"

"Let you see it, my strongest blow!"

Following Long Yangyu's order, all the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace ran away crazily as if seeing some great horror.

Soon, there was no one left on the ground, revealing an empty space.

Long Yangyu's expression was stern, and he said word by word: "Magic Saber Wanren!"

Then, the devilish energy in his body surged wildly, pouring madly on the magic knife.

Roar!
The knife actually let out a roar like a wild beast.

Long Yangyu raised his magic knife and slashed at Mu Yan fiercely.

The next moment, a thousand zhang jet-black blade glow appeared in the air, dividing the entire world, and it looked like a majestic demon.

However, this is not the end.

The sword light is like a thousand-handed god, which transforms into thousands of identical sword lights in an instant.

The entire sky was covered by the overwhelming blade shadows, and even the air became extremely sharp.

All the blades pointed directly at Mu Yan, with the momentum of Tianwei descending.

Just looking at it, I feel that my eyes are stung and my skin is torn.

Compared with him, Mu Yan was as insignificant as an ant.

At this time, the wind was blowing, Mu Yan's robe was billowing, his hair fluttered from his forehead, and there was no trace of fear on his face.

Long Yangyu had all the advantages, but he felt a little uneasy.

Because he couldn't see through Mu Yan at all.

why?
Why is the other party still looking relaxed when they are in a desperate situation?
Suddenly, Mu Yan spoke slowly.

The voice was not loud, but it came through through the wind.

"This world is really wonderful!"

"I can always see endless magical fighting skills."

"Didn't you say just now that you want to see how advanced I am?"

"I'm telling you now, it won't take my full strength to defeat you."

"Because to me, everything in this world is not a threat!"

The next moment, Mu Yan's eyes burst into divine light, and behind him appeared a phantom of a thousand-foot-high emperor.

Emperor prestige, pouring out, crushing the world!
　Thank you Shangguan Lichou for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)