"grandfather!"

Among the crowd, two figures stepped out in one step and bowed and bowed.

It was Mu Yuanqing and Mu Yuanfeng.

The two young men were respectful at this moment and completely lost their previous playful appearance.

"I'll settle the score with you later!"

The burly figure, middle-aged person, with both hands attached to each other, ignoring the two of them.

Master? Listen

At this point, everyone's hearts gradually became clear.

The person in front of me, whose iconic face really makes people unable to look at each other head-on.

Who else has such divine power and strength in the entire Mu clan besides the fourth master of the Mu clan, the one-eyed eagle wing?

Mystery is here!

At this moment, the nine deans were silent.

In front of Mu Xuanji, they were as weak as an ant.

Behind Mu Xuanji, a man and a woman, who were also in her twenties, and her expression was very relaxed.

It was Mu Xuanji's son and daughter, Mu Luo and Mu Ziyan."

Father…” Mu

Yuanqing and Mu Yuanfeng looked at Mu Luo and said respectfully.

"Boy, let you show off less. See if your grandpa doesn't teach you a lesson this time!"

father……"

Mu Yuanqing's face turned bitter: "I've been holding my anger for thousands of years, so I'll always ask someone to vent my feelings!"

Bastard!" Mu Luo laughed and scolded: "Don't worry, it won't take long!"

Dad, according to grandpa’s words, Uncle Yun is here, why not..."

"Shut up!"

Mu Luo snorted directly at this moment: "The patriarch has his own arrangements for everything. Say one more thing, be careful that you two will be thrown into the Demon Cave Ridge for hundreds of years..."

When they heard the three words "Demon Cave Ridge", both of them were trembling.

The man stood behind Mu Xuanji and muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, seeing the burly figure, the blood in Mu Yun's body couldn't help but boil.

This was a condensation of bloodlines, which made his body tremble involuntarily.

He is still him, the prince of the herd tribe, but he has changed his appearance.

The bloodline is as rich as water.”

Fourth Uncle…” Mu

Yun murmured softly in his heart.

Xuanji looked below, held his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "You guys, I'm afraid they are not qualified yet, come and evaluate how my herds tribe do it?"

"Mu Xuanji!" Wang

Shen took a step forward and snorted: "Don't pretend here. Your herd tribe dares to appear again. The nine tribes in the divine realm can also destroy your herd tribe!"

"Oh? Is it?"

Mu Xuanji smiled indifferently and waved his palm.

KAKA...

That figure of Wang Shen was fixed at this moment.

In an instant, Mu Xuanji's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Shen.

"The most shameful thing about your royal family is that I am the best in the world. What kind of tyranny is talking about in front of my herds? Do you have that qualification?"

Bang……
Chapter completed!