As Ye Mu knocked Zhang Jibo away with a palm, the Shenjiang Mansion, which had been turned into ruins, fell silent in an instant, with only the breeze blowing the black smoke that had not completely dissipated.
From the moment Zhang Jibo fought with Ye Mu, he knew that Ye Mu was far more powerful than him. If he wanted to kill Ye Mu, he could not do it even if he devoted his whole month to joining the sect.
At this moment, he was in a dilemma.
Zhang Xiulan, who fell at Ye Yuntian's feet, turned her head and raised her head to see Ye Mu's familiar face. She couldn't help laughing and said, "You came out late, that bitch is already dead, and her son died."
In my arms, no matter how powerful you Ye Mu is, there is nothing you can do to save yourself!"
Ye Mu shifted his gaze from Ye Yuntian's face to Zhang Xiulan's face, and said calmly: "The reason why you think so is because you are too weak. Some people can survive."
The smile on Zhang Xiulan's face stopped abruptly.
When Ye Yuntian heard this, a look of suspicion appeared on his stern face.
He was sure that Zhang Yuan was dead. Ye Mu said this probably because of other reasons that would keep Zhang Yuan's soul alive. However, his current cultivation level was too weak and he could not feel the power of the rules.
Zhang Xiulan was just stunned for a moment, then she laughed up to the sky and said, "Ye Mu, stop fooling yourself and others here!"
Ye Mu looked at her with a touch of pity in his eyes, but said nothing more.
Ye Yuntian was disgusted with her sharp laughter. He glanced at her coldly and said, "I hope you can laugh so happily later!"
Zhang Xiulan glanced at Ye Yuntian with a sarcastic look on her face and said, "You father and son are the same, pitiful!"
Ye Yuntian shook his head and said: "I am different from him. If I had the cultivation to open the spiritual realm, I would never be such a coward!"
Zhang Jibo, who was standing aside, heard Ye Yuntian's words and his heart skipped a beat. The moment he fought Ye Mu just now, he felt that Ye Mu was so powerful that it was difficult to defeat him, and he was guessing at Ye Mu's true cultivation level.
At this moment, when Ye Yuntian heard the words "Opening the Spiritual Realm" coming out of his mouth, he immediately became convinced in his heart that Ye Mu is the cultivation level of "Opening the Spiritual Realm"!
At this moment, Zhang Jibo was filled with incompetence and rage. He was actually dealing with a strong man who had opened the spiritual realm!
"Ah~"
Zhang Xiulan's body exploded rapidly, her whole body turned red, like red-hot coals, and she couldn't help but let out a scream.
The extreme burning pain made her miserable.
After rolling on the ground a few times, she couldn't bear the pain, crawled to Ye Mu's feet, looked up at him, and begged: "Ye Mu, it hurts too much, please kill me!"
Ye Mu glanced down at her, his eyes full of pity, but he didn't take action.
"For the sake of our relationship as a couple, please give me a good time!" Zhang Xiulan's voice trembled as she spoke.
Ye Mu knelt down and reached out to touch her head. A stream of spiritual energy rushed from his palm into Zhang Xiulan's sea of consciousness. Zhang Xiulan kicked her eyes and fell down, ending the pain.
Ye Mu stretched out his hand to close her wide eyes, then stood up and stared coldly at Zhang Jibo and other Yueshen Sect members, "Are you here to kill me?"
Seeing that Zhang Xiulan died, Zhang Jibo no longer had any intention of avenging Zhang Xiulan, so he hurriedly explained: "Master Ye, this is a misunderstanding."
Ye Mu snorted coldly, and his spiritual realm cultivation burst out, and then he slapped his palm forward.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, and the remaining half of the shattered God General's Mansion was turned into ruins under Ye Mu's palm. Zhang Jibo and the strong men of Yueshen Sect had only enough time under this palm.
He let out a scream and was beaten to pieces.
The roc bird waving its wings in the sky saw this, fluttered its wings hurriedly, and fled frantically.
Ye Mu raised his head and glanced up, with a sneer on his lips. With a flick of his finger, the gray-winged roc in the distance suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist, scattering across the sky.
When Chu Xuan saw this scene, his eyes widened and he was greatly shocked.
Ye Mu has been working under him for so many years, but he didn't realize that Ye Mu is actually a top expert in the spiritual realm!
Even though he, the emperor, is as weak as an ant under such strength.
He was stagnant on the spot, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
After Ye Mu killed all these people, he glanced at Ye Yuntian again, walked past him, came to Zhang Yuan's body, squatted down, stretched out his hand to tuck the hair from her face behind her ears, and then quietly
He looked at her quietly for a long time before he came back to his senses, picked her up and walked away from her.
Ye Yuntian watched Ye Mu's leaving figure without speaking, quietly watching them disappear from sight.
As night fell, Ye Yuntian stood there for a long time. He suddenly felt a little tired, turned his eyes, and sat on the broken bluestone floor tiles aside.
The rising sun shone on his handsome, slightly dull face. It wasn't until the sun moved westward and shone on his eyes that he came back to his senses, collected his emotions, and walked out of the ruins of the God General.
Mansion.
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After Ye Mu hugged Zhang Yuan and left, Chu Xuan immediately sent someone to follow him. After Ye Mu buried Zhang Yuan, he wanted to talk to him in detail.
But the result disappointed him, because his people did not follow too far, and the leaf curtain disappeared.
However, before Chu Xuan had time to think about where Ye Mu had gone, an uninvited guest came to the palace.
Jinluan Palace.
There was a middle-aged man in battle armor sitting on a dragon chair, with four burly middle-aged men standing next to him.
Both the middle-aged man in the armor and the subordinates beside him had a strong evil aura on their bodies, standing there like several killing gods.
At the gate of Jinluan Hall, more than a dozen corpses lay in a pool of blood.
After Chu Xuan received the news, he hurried over with his men. When he saw the body at the door of the hall, he became nervous. He hurriedly walked into the hall, clasped his fists at the middle-aged man in the middle, and said: "Chu Xuan has seen Wang
General!"
The person sitting on the Dragon Throne at this moment is none other than Wang Haoyuan's father, Wang Lijian, the first god of war in the Haoyue Empire.
Wang Lijian's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Xuanwu. Even the royal family of the Haoyue Empire is extremely afraid of his power in the Haoyue Empire.
Chu Xuan was also a little trembling when facing Wang Lijian at this moment.
"I heard that Yuan'er died in Daqian Kingdom?" Wang Lijian asked expressionlessly.
Chu Xuan didn't dare to complain, so he hurriedly explained: "This matter was done by a strong man from the upper realm."
A flash of surprise flashed in Wang Lijian's eyes, and he frowned. If he was really a powerful person in the upper world, then he would really have to weigh it and said, "Where is this person now?"
Chu Xuan said: "Such powerful men come and go without a trace. How can I know where he has gone?"
Wang Lijian's face suddenly turned cold, "Then how can I believe your words?"