Chapter 399 Zhulian Nine Clans

"What? He asked us to kneel down and apologize!"

"I really didn't hear it wrong. Did you hear it too? It's ridiculous. This man really regards himself as an elder.

That's right. No one present takes Mo Zhilan seriously. Old military minister, that is the existence of virtual immortals. What is a giant in the realm of the world? Even if you have an identity, you don't have the strength to suppress the heroes. Mo Zhilan has calculated these situations for a long time. It is extremely clear and full of fire.

He is holding his wisdom, just to provoke trouble, and then Liwei.

"Empty, forget it. These people are so offended to see you for the first time. Just take care of it. If you have to forgive others, forgive others."

Mu Yinglong frowned. He was told by the elders that he could not lose the face of the military department when dealing with Mo Zhilan's matter. That is to say, Mo Zhilan is not from the military department. He will not be admitted and will die sooner or later. A person who is doomed to die dares to be so arrogant.

"Let me take care of it, what are you! I, Mo Zhilan, am narrow-minded. You kneel down first!"

Mo Zhilan has seen that Mu Yinglong is the highest cultivation and is the leader of these people. The thief captured the king first and suppressed him by thunder.

Boom!

A big golden hand, tearing the heavens apart, the vitality rolled, making a violent roar. In the blink of an eye, Mo Zhilan used one hand to use the universe and fairy means, which had reached the top of Mu Ying's dragon head.

At this moment, Mu Yinglong felt that it was dangerous. The whole body seems to be shrouded in the majesty of the emperors, as if he had faced the emperor.

But the emperor's domineering position has been in a high position for a long time and slowly developed. And Mo Zhilan's extreme domineering comes from you!!!

Mu Yinglong couldn't figure it out, but at this time, he had to counter it. No matter how powerful his identity is, he will do it. Because his life is now threatened, Mo Zhilan's horrible breath completely made him smell death.

"Dragon roars for nine days, fearless, ten thousand dragons day by day immortal art!"

Mu Yinglong punched out, and hundreds of millions of voids made a magnificent scene. Countless dragons are golden all over the sky. These dragons are now around a sun, releasing the strongest power.

Buzz!

The fist was conveyed, and the whole hall was shrouded in an extremely tragic momentum. Among them, the wind is fierce, the ghost is crying and howling, and the strong fire is constantly conveyed.

Many giants of the world's kingdom have been shaken back one after another, and some have even been injured by the flame wind in the blink of an eye.

But Mo Zhilan stood proudly and did not move, and his expression was still contemptuous. The golden palm had no scruples and grabbed it like this.

Stab!

In the void, it seems that something has been torn.

Mo Zhilan's palm seems to be the big hand of the emperor of heaven, grabbing from the top of the nine heavens. Each finger contains infinite power, which can kill the divine power of the giants in the hole.

With this palm, all the golden dragons and the sun burst one after another. The field in hundreds of millions of spaces was instantly flattened. The huge palm snapped on Mu Yinglong.

Then he pressed it down fiercely. This mixed hole giant, the supreme master knelt directly on the ground.

Just kneeled down and knelt down in front of Mo Zhilan.

"I, Mu Yinglong, have been practicing to the mixed cave in a million years. He is a supreme genius, the confidant of the elders, who can impact the great cause of virtual immortals in the future. I actually knelt down to a little man in the realm of the world. I'm not reconciled!"

Mu Yinglong knelt on the ground and lowered his arrogant head. He felt a deep humiliation, which made him crazy. His eyes turned blood red. Now he is trying to kill Mo Zhilan, smash Mo Zhilan into ten thousand pieces, and frustrate his bones and ashes.

"Mu Yinglong knelt down!"

"What kind of means is this? It's shocking enough to fight against the hole in the realm of the king of the world. But in one move, he suppressed the mixed hole giant and let him kneel down... It's so horrible, so horrible..."

All the giants present are unscrupulous. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe what happened in front of them. Just now, Mu Yinglong even used the strongest fairy art, but he couldn't stop Mo Zhilan's move.

Let him kneel down, which is countless times more difficult than killing him and killing him alive. Mo Zhilan's cultivation and unrivaled strength have scared everyone. They were so scared that they dared not take action at Mo Zhilan, for fear that they would be forced to kneel down like Mu Yinglong.

"See, this is the end of disrespecting me! I, Mo Zhilan, am a military minister, and my status is countless times more noble than you. How you usually treat the rest of the elders, you should treat me with the same attitude. If anyone dares not to listen, this person is your role model. But it won't be so simple next time. Next time I will let him kneel in Tiandu City and let everyone see it.

Mo Zhilan is full of peerless majesty.

Listening to him is like listening to the emperors of the heavens reading the road. Everyone dares not resist from the bottom of their hearts.

These words stopped in Mu Yinglong's ears but were particularly harsh, making his whole body crazy. A boundless anger burned violently in his chest. These flames seem to turn the whole world into a sea of fire and burn it.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Mu Yinglong suddenly looked up and shouted wildly. The shackles on his body were equivalent to the majestic magic power of thousands of ancient mountains. His mana has been greatly improved and his unlimited growth.

There is a feeling of breaking the bottleneck.

"That's... Could it be... Mu Yinglong is attacking the realm of virtual immortals.

"It must be. Mu Yinglong himself is a giant at the peak of the mixed cave. He only needs an opportunity to become a virtual immortal. Now the opportunity has come. He ascended to the sky step by step.

"Haha, this Mo Zhilan is indeed a lucky star. As soon as he arrived, there was an extra virtual immortal giant in our military headquarters. This is the real elder.

"Heaven and earth work together, and the heroes will not be left behind. Mo Zhilan is looking for death. He is lawless and forcing people too much. Now his retribution is coming.

"Wait and see. Mo Zhilan will die miserably, just like a dead dog."

These giants in the military department don't know what's good or bad. Mo Zhilan let them go. Who knows that these people don't leave. On the contrary, they gloat one by one, and it depends on Mo Zhilan's bad luck.

"What is my way? I hit the bottleneck and want to be a virtual immortal! Did you get my permission? Did I promise?

Mo Zhilan saw a gate of the fairyland suspended on the top of Mu Ying's dragon head, looming. His strength really broke through the bottleneck. It can be said that Mo Zhilan's humiliation this time made him get an unprecedented promotion in an instant, and he has seen the threshold of the supreme road.

"Hahaha, Mo Zhilan, have you seen it? I'm going to become a virtual immortal. This is all thanks to you. How can I thank you? I will let you taste all the 3,000 kinds of torture in the military, and then kill you and dispel your soul. But before that, I will arrest you, kneel in the middle of Tiandu City, and suffer all kinds of humiliation!"

Mu Yinglong now feels that his whole body is full of strength, waving his hands to crack the world, as if he can kill the giants of the world with a flick of his finger. An unprecedented sense of power rose.

But just when his pride reached the peak, Mo Zhilan spoke when he was about to cross the disaster of the pure sun.

"It turned out that he wanted to overcome the disaster and become a virtual immortal. No wonder you are so arrogant, but it's okay. I will destroy you when you reach the peak of your life. In this way, you will be more painful."

Mo Zhilan took action while talking!

The palm of the hand was wiped out of thin air, and the strong and fierce killing came through the air, sweeping the sky. It's the seventh move of Emperor King's Boxing, Zhulian Nine Clans!

Mo Zhilan's great fairy art that integrates the body of the killing saint into his body is the supreme means.

The emperor's majesty is far from enough except for strength, kindness, education and so on. There are also fierce means, one person commits crimes, and the nine clans are connected to serve as an example.

Mo Zhilan attacked and bombarded, and in the void, he evolved a magic phase of killing the saint. It's paradoxical. This is the combination of the holy method of killing and the great killing skill.

This Dharma phase is based on the killing of saints, but it is full of the peerless atmosphere of the killing emperor.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

In the void, there is a murderous atmosphere. Cut off all kinds of connections, and any connection in the dark will be cut off.

The method of killing the saint stood in the void. In the midst of all the laws, he suddenly waved a big knife and cut the void. With a knife, all contact with Mu Yinglong was cut off.

Mu Yinglong was isolated at once,

It's not wrong, it's isolated! He couldn't feel the gate of the fairyland, and the breath of the gate of the fairyland lost its trace. He wanted to reach the cultivation of the virtual immortal, and he was cut off at once. Lost the opportunity!

"The gate of the fairyland, the gate of the fairyland! My luck, I want to become a virtual, I want to become a virtual immortal, a top genius who ascends to the sky in one step. Yes, I can definitely become a virtual immortal! Haha, haha, Xu Xian... Virtual Immortal..."

Mu Yinglong went crazy after experiencing several ups and downs in his life. He was completely crazy and became a madman. He said the crazy words of becoming a virtual immortal, and walked out step by step.

Those giants who were originally gloating really feel the horror of Mo Zhilan at this moment.

What kind of existence is this?

Only the emperor has such ability!

"E elders, the little ones have eyes and don't know Mount Tai. They have offended you, and I would like to ask you a large number of them. Let him give us a high hand.

"Yes, Elder Mo just needs you to let us go. In the future, even if you are an ox and a horse, I will repay you.

"Do you want to beg for mercy?"

Mo Zhilan gave them a cold look and said.

"What did you do just now? I gave you a chance, and no one cherished it. Now kneel down all of them."

Still kneeling down, and no one dares to speak this time. They looked at each other, and then lowered their arrogant heads.

All kneel down! More than 20 giants, usually noble characters, all kneeled down to Mo Zhilan at this time.

Apologize in the most pious voice. They are really afraid now!

(The Lantern Festival, are you happy!? The axe is not happy at all...)