Seeing that the 20 Tianzun's joint attack was about to fall on Mu Shenglan's head, the monks in other cities were all nervous, and some were even anxious to the point of tears.

In the Jiutian Dynasty, Mu Shenglan's prestige was second only to Luo Jianyin and Wu Guohan.

Luo Jianyin is in charge of the criminal law department and is naturally disliked by others. This guy has a bad temper and all the lower-level monks are afraid of him.

Wu Guohan was in charge of the distribution of chalcedony. He was more vocal before, but later, as the chalcedony was depleted, many people became resentful.

However, Mu Shenglan is different.

He controls all the assembly line factories of the Jiutian Dynasty. None of the low-level monks is not grateful to Mu Shenglan, and many people even respect him, second only to Zhao Chu.

Seeing that Mu Shenglan was about to be executed, how could they not be anxious? Many people wanted to exchange their lives for Mu Shenglan's.

Of course, there are still many people who are gloating about the misfortune and want to jump with joy.

Mu Shenglan, this beast, is finally going to die.

As long as this guy dies, the Jiutian Dynasty will lose an arm, and it will be his own fault.

Many people gritted their teeth and laughed out loud.

However, the next breath, across the light curtain, everyone was stunned in place, like ice sculptures, motionless.

There is no sound in the whole world.

Everyone's gazes have frozen, everyone's expressions have frozen, and there is only shock and disbelief in people's eyes.

Within the light curtain, the sword light split the void and arrived in an instant. Not to mention a person, even the mountain would be split into pieces.

As for Mu Shenglan, he was about to be killed.

At this time, Mu Shenglan still did not escape. He was as steady as a rock, smiled calmly, and then extended his palm indifferently.

After that, two fingers lightly clamped the sword light.

right!

Just like holding a dead leaf falling in the wind, Mu Shenglan sat there without even twitching his eyelids.

The storm suddenly stopped in an instant!

Everything just fell into place.

Everything is so understated.

Buzz!

Buzz!

This sword light contained the power of 40 Sword Divine Weapons, and it was still trembling, trying to shake off Mu Shenglan's fingers.

Unfortunately, the effort was in vain.

No matter how the earth trembled and the space collapsed, Mu Shenglan's hand holding Jianmang did not move at all.

In front of him, 20 Heavenly Lords were stunned on the spot, each with astonishment on their faces.

What a joke.

How could Makioran hold the sword light with his bare hands?

You must know that it is not simply Tianzun Zhenyuan, it contains the power of divine weapons.

Death if touched.

20 Heavenly Lords can easily kill any Heavenly Lord with one strike.

It is simply unbelievable and puzzling why Mu Shenglan can hold it in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Jianmang is indeed the origin of divine weapons. The more fierce Mu Shenglan suppresses him, the crazier Jianmang resists.

At some point, Mu Sheng glanced at the hair in front of his forehead and was cut off by a sword.

"Alas, I still haven't become familiar with Emperor Zun's power after all."

Looking at the hair falling in front of his eyes, Mu Shenglan let out a long sigh. He seemed to be regretting something.

Boom!

Boom!

The deafening loud noises covered each other one after another, which was frightening.

However, the sword light still cannot escape from Makoto Lan's fingertips.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Finally, cracks appeared on the sword light, which were densely packed.

Bang!

With the next breath, the sword light was completely crushed, and the fragments dissipated in the wind, like flying ashes.

The 20 Heavenly Lords had already been frightened out of their wits.

Emperor Zun.

That's right, at that moment just now, they actually felt a trace of Emperor Zun's aura on Mu Shenglan's body.

Absolutely true.

Thinking about this guy easily crushing the magic weapon combo, there is nothing to doubt about it.

Mu Shenglan, broke through to Emperor Zun.

"Run away!"

There's no time to think too much.

In an instant, after a loud roar, 20 Tianzun turned around and ran away, like mad dogs.

Emperor Zun.

Are you kidding? It turns out that Emperor Zun already exists in the Jiutian Dynasty.

It turns out that this beast, Mu Shenglan, has already broken through to the level of Emperor Zun.

Before, this guy was suppressing his cultivation and deliberately pretending to be a grandson.

Just damn.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm has been without Emperor Zun for ten years. At this moment, the terrifying aura reminded people of the horror of Emperor Zun again.

Ten years will not cause people to lose their memory.

"You can't escape."

Mu Shenglan shook his head.

No one noticed that the chopped hair was already floating in front of the 20 monks.

call out!

Suddenly, my hair became taut, like a silver needle.

Bo!

There was a sharp whistling sound, and a blood hole exploded in the neck of a deity.

The Dantian is shattered and all vitality is lost.

His whole body was stiff, his face was ashen, and his feet were still kicking into the void unconsciously.

Unfortunately, the loss of life force has been irreversible and everything is over.

A deity died on the spot.

A hair, an attack, a life, clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

call out!

After piercing through a monk, the hair turned on the spot and penetrated directly towards another Tianzun.

"You can't kill me!"

This Heavenly Lord reacted quickly. He used two divine weapons, one in front of the other and one in front of his neck.

The divine weapon is his last shield.

"Hmph, a mere strand of hair cannot block my spirit... uh... poof..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, the invincible magic weapon had already been penetrated by hair, just like two pieces of waste paper.

The monk was stunned and breathed his last. He also followed in the footsteps of the former.
To be continued...