My Ares Son-in-Law

Chapter 5034 Mu Canghai

Xiao Chen suddenly smiled and rushed towards the other party.

Maozu punched out with all his strength.

"you wanna die!"

The figure at the peak of the Endless Realm roared angrily and struck with a punch, and the aura at the peak of the Endless Realm completely exploded.

The astonishing pressure alone can scare people to death.

However, the moment Xiao Chen's fist touched the opponent, the opponent was instantly blown away.

Ahead, the fog cleared, and a road appeared, a road leading to the Ninth Palace of Eternal Life.

"Sure enough!"

Xiao Chen smiled slightly.

In fact, he almost planned to use the powerful bull magic array, but before that, he discovered a problem.

The first part of this level was tested for combat prowess, but the guy who appeared at the end was actually tested for courage and wisdom.

When most people see those corpses and feel the terrifying aura, they would be frightened and turn around and leave.

If you can't see through the disguise, you've really been deceived.

To put it bluntly, the final peak of the Endless Realm is actually just a balloon that is strong on the outside but strong on the inside. It looks strong but bursts as soon as it is pierced.

But how many people have the courage to fight hard.

……

At the entrance to the Sixth Hall of Eternal Life, people saw a black light rising into the sky.

That was the scene of clearing the Eighth Palace of Eternal Life.

Zijian Zhenren's face was as dark as water, extremely indifferent, but also a little frightened.

Even he stayed in the Eighth Hall of Eternal Life and failed to pass. Why should this kid? How could a secular warrior do this?
  He doesn't believe it!

This is absolutely false!

Someone is cheating!
  Mushan's face showed a look of ecstasy, he looked at Zijian Zhenren and said: "Zijian, now you understand why I want to protect him.

Even you are not as good as him, but he has already passed the Eighth Hall of Eternal Life and went to the Ninth Hall of Eternal Life.

Even in the history of the Road to Eternal Life, how many people have arrived at the Ninth Palace of Eternal Life?
  Do you still want to kill such a person? He is the hope of the Eternal Life Palace.

It is even more of an honor.

Not only cannot they be killed, but they should also be well protected! "

"Humph!"

Master Zijian snorted coldly and said: "Cheating! He must be cheating. I don't believe it. He is just a warrior of the Divine Transformation Realm, and he is a secular waste. What ability does he have to pass the Eighth Palace of Immortality?"
  By the way, it must be you, Mushan, who gave him some treasure. What is your purpose for doing this? "

"Zijian, you have lost your mind. If I had that kind of treasure, why didn't I go to the Eighth Palace of Immortality? You know, it took me decades to reach the Sixth Palace of Immortality and I couldn't move on. .”

Mushan shook his head and said: "You just don't want to admit his power, pathetic guy!"

Zijian Zhenren said nothing.

Except for his realm, he is really completely outclassed by that worldly brat in other aspects.

He doesn't agree!
  Dissatisfied!

There must be something wrong with the Road to Immortality assessment this time. Maybe that kid found the BUG in the Road to Immortality! Otherwise, how could it be so.

He looked anxiously into the distance, wondering when the Mu family ancestor would appear. The Mu family ancestor's status was second only to the palace master and the Yao clan ancestor.

If he appeared, Mushan would be ruined.

"coming!"

He suddenly showed a look of ecstasy.

Looking not far away, a figure suddenly appeared there, like a ghost.

"Where's the boy with the God of War body?"

The ancestor of the Mu family appeared, a cold voice sounded, and everyone felt great pressure.

This ancestor of the Mu family is like a cold mountain, standing tall on the earth after experiencing wind, frost, rain and snow.

His face is deeply marked by the traces of time, and his wrinkles are like mountain streams, dense and dense, flowing with the vicissitudes of suffering. His eyes are like deep lakes, quiet and far-reaching, hiding endless wisdom and determination.

His figure, although bent, is still resolute, revealing an indomitable temperament.

His hands were like ancient tree bark that had been baptized by wind and rain, rough and strong. Every time he waved, he seemed to feel the air vibrating, like the marks of a sword strike.

Although his steps are steady but agile, every step is like dancing or fighting.

His clothes were shabby, but they were clean. Those seemingly ordinary fabrics contain indescribable hardness and strength.

Hanging on his waist was a tarnished bronze token with a wild dragon engraved on it, which was a symbol of his former glory.

His voice was like the echo of distant mountains, low and loud. Every word carries power, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in circles.

His words are full of insights into life and wisdom about life, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

Everyone knelt down.

Whether it's Zijian Zhenren or Mu Shan, whether it's Yao Bingshan or Yao Bingshen.

Even if Yao Bingshen and Yao Yanran don't like Mu Canghai, the ancestor of the Mu family, they still have to kneel down.

That terrible sense of oppression was simply not something they could bear.

If they didn't kneel down, Mu Canghai might kill them with a casual palm.

It's not hatred, I just feel it's an eyesore.

"Dad, is this the old man Mucanghai? I have heard many rumors about him. This old guy likes to use living creatures to make elixirs. Is it true?"

Yao Yanran looked at Yao Bingshen and asked in a lowered voice.

"Shh!"

Yao Bingshen shook his head and said: "Misfortune comes from the mouth. Mu Canghai kills people like crazy. If your words make him unhappy, he won't even think about it. He can turn you into a corpse with just a few moves."

"What about Mr. Xiao?"

Yao Yanran panicked.

"Ugh!"

Yao Bing Shen sighed.

He didn't know either. When encountering an existence of this level, he could do nothing but watch.

What happens to Xiao Chen depends on fate.

Although at the Heroes Meeting, Xiao Chen survived when he faced Bai Wanshan, the master of every floor of Guhai Tower.

But that's because the Saint Slayer is here.

This is the road to immortality, and it is impossible for the Saint Slaughter to follow.

This time, no one can save Xiao Chen.

Yao Bingshan's mood was completely different, he was excited.

The ancestor of the Mu family, Mu Canghai, may not care about Mu Qingqing's death, but as long as the ancestor is concerned about the treasure on Xiao Chen and cripples or kills Xiao Chen, that will be enough.

Mushan knelt on the ground and sighed.

When he got here, there was nothing he could do.

He could try his best to stop Zijian Zhenren because he still had the ability, but facing Mu Canghai, he couldn't stop him at all.

"Greetings, senior!"

Zijian Zhenren stepped forward and bowed deeply. His respect and fear were not fake.

Mu Canghai is not only powerful, but also bloodthirsty.

Who is not afraid?

"Ok!"

Mu Canghai nodded, looked at Zijian Zhenren and asked, "Zijian, where is that guy you mentioned?"

"That kid just passed the test of the Eighth Palace of Immortality, but I suspect he may have cheated. After all, there are many strange technological devices in the world, and it may not be impossible to find loopholes in the Road to Immortality."

Zijian Zhenzhen said.

(End of this chapter)