Chapter 237 Nangong No Day

"The lord of the meteorite dust hall has been staring at you."

Yang Mo slightly put down the teacup and casually looked at Mu Yuze, only to find that this outstanding young man was not surprised as expected.

Yang Molue has a new understanding of the eight winds of Mu Yuze. The mediocre can only see the appearance, but the wise can see the deepest essence. Yang Molue, who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world, obviously belongs to the latter. Mu Yuze is like a good piece of jade in his eyes, which can make a peerless masterpiece with a slight carving. Guanghui shook his head and said slightly, "It seems that you have known it for a long time, but it would not have been so easy if you knew the real strength of Nangong Wuri."

The breeze blows and sends wisps of fragrance. Under the teahouse is a sea of tulip flowers. The golden petals take off and fall in the air, which is extremely soft. Some unknown butterflies fly from afar and shuttle through the sea of flowers.

Taking back the sight of enjoying the scenery, Mu Yuze said, "I know that the meteorite Hall is going to take action against me. It is clear when the residual blood takes action against me. It seems that I did make a small mistake before. It's really a thousand-mile embankment destroyed in the ant nest. It's a mistake, step by step by step."

How could Mu Yuze not know the reason why the meteorite Hall took action against him? The only possibility is that the Yin and Yang reincarnation elixir he refined in Shengdan City. I'm afraid that several brothers of one heart exposed the information and attracted this group of sneaky cats.

"Did you do it with the remnant blood?"

Yang Mo frowned slightly and looked at Mu Yuze strangely. Such a look made the young man smile bitterly.

"I just narrowly escaped from his hand. It was still with the help of Jianxin. At that time, I couldn't even stop his move." The person who made Mu Yuze say such soft words can only be bloody. The figure that dominates the world upside down is really unforgettable. I'm afraid that Duanmu Junxi, the target he once chased, can't make Mu Yuze so profound.

"Residual blood, this is a rare genius. His progress has made every young strong man deeply powerless. From now on, he has also successfully escaped. It is not surprising that you can't take his move, because he has surpassed the ancient gods and reached an unpredictable level." When it comes to the residual blood, even Yang Molue, who is not good at praise, even praises it. You should know, Yang Molue is the real peak of this ancient star that is bigger than a galaxy. His combat power shocks the past and the present, catches the stars and the moon, steps on Jiuyou, and controls the nine fires of the sky. How can Yang Moluo be a general person to praise him?

"Is he really so strong?" There is more and more solemnity in Mu Yuze's eyes. Seeing Yang Mo's action, he deeply knows what kind of strength the old man in front of him seems to be rotten wood. Even the saint has no possibility of escaping in his hands, but the residual blood has done it. With this alone, he deserves the supreme honor of the unrivaled genius.

"Yes, although he used the ancient forbidden weapon on that day, his fighting consciousness and Tongtian cultivation are unforgettable to me. If it hadn't been for Jianxin, you might have really not had a chance to escape from his hands." Yang Mo sighed for a long time. As the saying goes, there are talented people in the country. For hundreds of years, when an old man sees an outstanding young man, he will uncontrollably come up with the idea of pushing forward the waves behind the Yangtze River, and the residual blood is undoubtedly the person with this qualification.

"And there has been a breakthrough recently. He is not far from the saint's realm. At that time, he can compete with the sword heart, and I'm afraid the ancient stars will rise because of this."

There is a rare touch of sadness in Yang Mo's slightly deep eyes. The strength of the residual blood is so strong that only one person can stir up the world. Although the calm young man in front of him also has such potential, the potential is ultimately potential. No one will recognize you when the potential does not become strength.

"hehe."

Just as the atmosphere was about to drop to freezing point, Mu Yuze broke this depression with a faint smile. Although the hidden dragon was in the abyss, he firmly believed that he would definitely break out of the abyss. On the day when he crossed nine days, it was useless to be anxious. The most urgent thing was to make further breakthroughs.

"Senior Molt, don't worry about this. Blood is my opponent. I am confident that I will defeat him in the future."

Yang Mo took a brief look at the elegant Mu Yuze and nodded slightly. The practitioner can lack talent and *, but the only indispensable thing is an unyielding will. The Mu Yuze in front of him seems to be a sponge. The more he oppresses him, the more potential he will burst out.

"I believe you had the day you defeated him, but I can't be afraid of the residual blood alone. What I'm really afraid of is that Nangong Wuri will personally take action against you. You are not the remnant blood, and you are not so profound. If the strong man of the Holy Emperor takes action himself, I'm afraid you won't have any chance to escape." Yang Mo's old face showed worry. When he knew that Nangong Wuri appeared from the meteorite Hall, he immediately set off. If Mu Yuze died at the hands of Nangong Wuri, the turmoil that day would be difficult to calm down.

The evening rain gaze condensed, as calm as him, and a layer of fine sweat involuntarily appeared in the palm of his hand. Nangong Wuri. He had heard of this powerful and desperate name. This is a real legend. He killed the Hengyu mythical beast Yinglong, subdued the fierce beast gluttony, and created a handle with the backbone of Yinglong and the skin of the gluttony. Qinghong, a world-class artifact, has since then held the heavenly sword in Nangong Wuri, deterring the world. With a sword, even the vast sky is about to collapse.

"I didn't expect that the owner of the meteorite dust hall would take action in person. He really looked up to me in the evening rain." Mu Yuze's look has been gloomy to a few points. If he really meets Nangong Wuri, he believes that he will definitely be killed in seconds. I'm afraid that people who can face this kind of existence calmly on this ancient star are really not a few slaps. Mu Yuze is not sure that he can escape from Nangong Wuri's hands.

"You broke through ten grades. I'm afraid that's why he wants to take action." Yang Mo said briefly.

"So it is." Mu Yuze suddenly knew how powerful he was when he broke through the ten-grade realm, like a firefly in the dark, which could not be concealed at all. For the existence of Nangong Wuri, he naturally could not keep himself. You should know that the real heroes are killing the crisis in the cradle, which is not timid. This is the wisdom of being a strong man.

"My strength is not good, but my potential has attracted a peak figure like Nangong Wuri. I really don't know if it's good luck or bad luck." Mu Yuze slightly laughed at himself and said that he was indeed too lazy to take action with his 'micro' strength, not to mention a figure like Nangong Wuri. The only thing that can be explained is his rebellious results.

"So you must be careful in the next period of time. Fortunately, the old monster would have taken action, otherwise he would have taken action against you long ago." Yang Mo slightly shook his head helplessly. Nangong Wuri had to take action in person, which was really unpreventable. Even he was not sure to kill such an invincible figure. The old man slowly handed a green jade wrench to Mu Yuze's hand and then said, "Feed the danger and immediately input his spiritual power into this ring."

Mu Yuze took the green wrench, slowly stayed on his thumb, and asked, "Senior Mollow, who is the old monster you mentioned?" Listening to Yang Molue's meaning, I'm afraid that this old monster is also a great existence, and he can even compete with Nangong. He can't figure out when he has had an intersection with such a figure.

"You will know then." Yang Mo smiled mysteriously and looked at Mu Yuze's puzzled appearance. He did not explain. His whole body slowly dissipated, and only one sentence floated in Mu Yuze's ears.

"The one in the College will also take action, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Serley College?" Mu Yuze was slightly stunned. He had never heard of such a strange organization. Looking at the back of Pu'er tea surrounded by water vapor and Yang Mo's departure, Mu Yuze had to smile, pushed open the door of Wenzhu, felt the fresh sunshine, and a long-lost war spirit flashed on the young man's face.

"Sect comparison, I'm about to come." ......