Chapter 3220: The ancient **** of fire, fall!

"Ha ha……"
"Haha..."
The laughter became more and more wild.
Xie Qing's face trembled.
"Mu Yun, you are not reliable!"
Xie Qing shrank his neck.
This guy is not dead yet?
"Don't worry, he will die!" Guiyi's voice sounded.
If Di Yuan is the title emperor, title strength, may not be killed.
But Di Yuan is not.
This guy must die!
Xie Qing is also relieved at this moment.
"Me, Di Yuan!"
"Born at the end of the Primordial Era, and the beginning of this era."
"Young genius, from among the hundreds of emperor Ming, he has made a way to become today's ninth emperor!"
"I am not convinced!"
Di Yuan's voice was spiteful.
As he looked up to the sky and roared, Di Yuan shouted hoarsely and shouted: "Di Ming, I will do my best for your son, but, have you ever done what you should do as a father?"
"Mu Yun is humble, but Mu Qingyu is planning for his son. What have you done?"
A question, the sound spread to the world.
Unwilling!
Di Yuan, not reconciled!
"You are my son, enjoy the glory I bring, and you should understand that you should bear it!"
In the void, a voice suddenly sounded at this moment.
"I don't have enough strength, death is right!"
The voice said again: "Back then, I fought with Ye Xiaoyao. If I die, you will have hundreds of thousands of years now and dominate the ninth heaven. Will no one dare to move you?"
"Incompetence is wrong!"
A few words shook the world.
Fengtian God Emperor!
Emperor Ming!
At this moment, no one saw the figure of the Emperor Fengtian.
However, everyone heard this.
The first person in Canglan, who had disappeared since the battle with the Emperor Xiaoyao, actually appeared today.
"Di Yuan, don't listen to your laozi talking nonsense, after all, father and son, father and son, regardless of family affection, what is father and son?"
Another voice sounded at this moment.
Mu Qingyu!
Mu Yun was taken aback.
Father is there?
Di Ming snorted, and said indifferently: "You plan for a long time, don't you just want to win Muyun's fate, you replace it, at the emperor level strength, go further?"
"What you think is just beyond me!"
Mu Qingyu said again: "The tiger father has no dogs. The son takes the father as the goal and the example. It's okay to surpass, right? If my son wants to surpass me, I'm willing to help him."
"Mu Qingyu, shut up."
Void, two voices, spread thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"I shut up? You said it first. You and I watch the show honestly, isn't it better?"
Mu Qingyu joked.
"Hahaha..."
At this moment, Di Yuan's figure broke apart.
It was up to the sky and laughed.
"God!"
"The Nine Realms Respect!"
"Hahaha..."
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."
Di Yuan seemed to be crazy, laughing wantonly: "Fengtian God Emperor, I am Emperor Di Yuan, the ninth day under your seat, you and I are not father and son, I am just your subordinates, hahaha..."
Di Yuan laughed wildly.
Between heaven and earth, it is quite quiet.
"Humph!"
In the void, a grunt sounded.
One hand, five slender fingers, at this moment, skimmed down, grabbed with one claw.
The one caught was where Di Yuan was, where Wuchenkong was.
Mu Yun's expression changed when he saw this scene.
Where is Emperor Ming?
People don't know where.
However, one hand grabbed it, but it traversed hundreds of millions of miles and came to the battlefield of the Ninth Celestial Realm.
Is this the emperor?
Ignore time and space!
Ignore the rules!
"Di Ming, you have broken the rules!"
A voice sounded.
The other hand between, flicked his finger, and the claw mark was directly bounced away.
"Mu Qingyu, are you really going to fight me?"
This shout, spread to the Ninth Heaven Realm, spread to the entire Canglan Nine Heaven Realm!
Countless old antiques, countless strong men, looked surprised at this moment.
Emperor Ming!
It is Emperor Fengtian God Emperor Ming!
Within the Phoenix realm.
Qin Mengyao was taken aback.
God Emperor Fengtian, Emperor Ming!
Emperor, Mu Qingyu!
The whole Canglan is boiling!
Although everyone did not know the battle in the Ninth Celestial Realm.
But the Emperor Fengtian and the Emperor competed.
Could it be that the battle hundreds of thousands of years ago will be staged again?
Mu Qingyu laughed and said, "You fight, Di Ming, the big deal, you and I are both hidden to heal your wounds. You want to kill me, but are there any helpers who killed Ye Xiaoyao back then?"
Mu Qingyu's words spread throughout Canglan.
This day is remembered by countless people.
Human Emperor, and Fengtian God Emperor, in the presence of Canglan's billions of warriors, head-to-head and never give in.
"In that case, I will fulfill you!"
Di Ming's voice, with a hint of coldness.
"Mu Qingyu, don't want to cover up again, use all your strength!"
"as you wish!"
Mu Qingyu smiled faintly.
"In this Canglan world, the emperor's family has occupied the nine realms. It has been too long. All parties are tied up. There are thousands of realms, and the pattern should change!"
"Today, the most powerful majesty of your emperor family no longer exists."
Di Ming said coldly: "You are not qualified yet!"
"The emperor was born, the emperor and the gods evade!"
"I agree with you!"
Mu Qingyu smiled.
"Only today, I want to tell you Canglan, my son Muyun, whoever moves, who I kill."
"Di Ming, can you stop me today?"
Mu Qingyu smiled, the laughter was gentle.
"Old God of Fire, you kill my son, Master, today, the first one to take you at the knife!"
A word fell.
In an instant.
In the ninth heaven.
Among the four sacred mountains.
That Mu Qingyu clone appeared instantly.
"You want to kill me? Mu Qingyu, are you worthy?"
"I deserve it!"
Mu Qingyu's words fell, and the clone shot out instantly.
And at this moment.
That clone, the power in the body, instantly pulled to the extreme.
"burst!"
There was a sound.
boom……
Boom boom boom...
Boom boom boom boom...
In an instant!
In the entire four elephant sacred mountain, the sound of crackling rose straight to the sky.
Mu Qingyu, the clone blew himself up!
"Do not……"
The desperate voice of the ancient of burning fire sounded at this moment.
However, it makes no sense!
A avatar burst at this moment.
The Ancient God of Soul Ye and the Great Emperor Baili, who were the closest, avoided.
The burst did not spread horizontally, but went straight to the sky.
In an instant.
The heaven of the ninth heaven has changed!
Blood red like rain, pouring down.
More than the ninth heaven!
Throughout Canglan, the sky turned into blood clouds.
An ancient god.
Fall today!
The whole world is silent.
"Mu Qingyu, you have gathered an emperor-level clone and spent hundreds of thousands of years to kill the flames, but you are really willing to..."
The voice of Emperor Ming sounded again.
"A clone, for an ancient god, don't lose!"
"Furthermore, my son has already reached Canglan, this clone, in the human world, has done what I want to do."
"In Canglan, I will see my son personally and kill your nine sons!"
Mu Qingyu's voice was still calm.
At this moment, Emperor Ming was silent for a moment.
"It seems that you really think that you have grown up!"
"The Avenue of Self-Destruction, let you, the emperor, find a new way."
"That said, today, let this emperor, let Canglan, see your strength!"
A word fell, the void, between the sky and the sky, a tyrannical to the extreme aura was released in the heart of every warrior.
Powerful, crush the world!
This is the God Emperor!