Taoist Mu roared loudly. Before Ji Hao could speak, countless golden crows following the Nine Dragon Carriage opened their mouths and sweared in a slight way.

The crows liked to scream and yell. These golden crows had just gotten human form and were excited. With the perfect goal of Mu Taoist, they immediately used all the dirty words they learned when they were mixed with the Jinwu tribe!

In the southern wilderness, in the jungle, what good things can there be in the words of a tribal man with a rude and honest personality fighting?

Even though Mu Dao Ren was very knowledgeable, he was dizzy by the strange quarrels all over the sky, and was even more angry by the curse words that were so dirty that they were so dirty that they turned black.

How many years have passed? Since the Pangu Saint created the world, no one has dared to speak to Taoist Mu like this. Even if Taoist Yu Yu, who Mu is most afraid of, occasionally fights against each other, he has never been insulted like this?

"Child Ji Hao, you are trying to die!" Taoist Mu roared, his body was still moving, but another Taoist Mu had already arrived in front of Ji Hao, and the wooden stick wrapped in colorful divine light in his hand brought a terrible wind to smash it down on Ji Hao.

Ji Hao offered up the Pangu Bell without hesitation and greeted it. A golden light gushed out of the sun world behind him into Ji Hao's body, providing him with endless magic power. The Pangu Bell trembled with a chaotic air like a river, making the void within a radius of thousands of miles look like porridge. The originally peaceful starry sky was stirred into a chaos with earth, water, fire and wind.

With a loud "dong" sound, the wooden stick hit Pangu Bell hard.

Ji Hao's body shook slightly, and the man and the clock were shaken back seven or eight steps by a huge force. His chest felt stuffy and he almost vomited blood. Ji Hao looked at Taoist Mu in horror. Is this the real power of the powerful power of the Mu Taoist Mu?

"Hmph, it's just another Donghuang Taiyi!" Taoist Mu smiled coldly with disdain, and thousands of phantoms appeared in the wooden stick in his hand, and raindrops fell on the Pangu Bell. He heard the bell sound, and Ji Hao was beaten backwards, and in the blink of an eye, he was beaten thousands of miles away.

Seeing Ji Hao suffer a loss, the Ya Gong saw that a pair of huge wings wrapped around golden flames opened up behind him, making a shocking roar, and raised the golden golden crow crutch in his hand and smashed it into Mu Taoist's back.

The Mu Taoist who was originally talking to Ji Hao and the others was still motionless. The Mu Taoist who was attacking Ji Hao did not turn around. Another Mu Taoist emerged from the front of the Crow Gong out of thin air. The wooden stick wrapped in colorful divine light swept an arc and collided with the Golden Crow crutch.

Fusang Mu groaned in everyone's heart: "Fellow Daoist Mu, you're too bullying!"

He heard a loud noise, and the fire burst out from the golden crow crutch transformed from Fusang wood. The crow man was also shocked by a huge force. However, the wooden stick in the hand of the wooden Taoist who fought with him was surrounded by a layer of golden flames. The flames burned wildly, and the colorful divine light was wiped away. The body of the wooden stick was also stained with flames, and a strange fragrance continued to spread.

"Fellow Daoist Fusang, you are still unable to escape from the sun at this moment. I still leave you with a mercy." Taoist Mu, who was standing still, said coldly: "If you insist on coming out of the mountain, you either come to my sect, or... you will die and disappear!"

Fusang Mu smiled coldly: "Does the Tao disappear? Bodhi Mu, it's up to you?"

Fusang Mu no longer called Mu Dao Ren "Fellow Taoist Mu", so he simply called out his original name. Obviously Fusang Mu was angry.

Mu Dao Ren's face was filled with green air, and Fusang Mu became angry, and he was also angry.

As he said, Fusang Mu stayed in the Sun Realm and lived in seclusion, then you, I, everyone, and no one could cause trouble for anyone; if Fusang Mu was very concerned about moving and wanted to leave the Sun Realm and wander around, as long as he did not interfere with Mu Dao Ren and Hua Dao Ren, everyone would still not interfere with the well water.

But Fusang Mu suddenly joined a certain force... Even if Fusang Mu took root in Puyang and became a guardian of the human race, Taoist Mu could still tolerate Fusang Mu's wonderful ideas. He would do whatever he liked. Even if the strength of the human race was not very suitable for Taoist Mu, he could still resist his anger and not react.

But Fusang Mu became Ji Hao, the new Heavenly Emperor!

Is it unbearable? Ji Hao is a disciple of Taoist Yu Yu, a disciple of Taoist Yu Yu, a disciple of Taoist Yu Yu, a disciple of Taoist Yu, and three brothers of his brothers have suppressed Taoist Mu for countless years. Taoist Hua was breathless. In the long years, the disciples of the two brothers were unable to take a step in the barren and desolate Western Wilderness. Even if they preached in the Western Wilderness, they were always disturbed by Taoist Yu Yu who ran around everywhere and called "traveling around the world".

Taoist Mu absolutely cannot tolerate Hongmeng powerhouses like Fusang Mu joining the Yuyu Taoist camp.

In particular, Fusang Wood is the spiritual root of fire, and it is the enemy of Mu Taoist Man in nature. Even if Fusang Wood's magic power is worse than that of him, relying on his innate attribute restraint, Fusang Wood is still a master of the same level as Mu Taoist and Hua Taoist.

Unless Mu Taoist or Hua Taoist takes action personally, none of their disciples will be the opponent of Fusang Mu!

What Mu Dao Ren couldn't accept was that after he was injured by Fusangmu, he whispered to give up his position as the leader of the sect and begged Fusangmu to join. Fusangmu was disdainful of the conditions he proposed, but he was willing to become the natal object of Ya Gong!

He is a dignified Taoist, but he is not as good as a flat-haired beast?

Waving the burning wooden staff, the Mu Taoist Man rushed towards the Crow Gong with a gloomy face. Even if Ji Hao is let go today, he must kill the Crow Gong, killing this flat-haired beast who did not know the height of the sky and the earth, which made him lose face.

The Ya Gong's body moved uncontrollably, and the golden crow crutch drove his body to move. His steps were heavy but exquisitely moved step by step in the void, and each step was just right to dodge the attack of Mu Taoist.

The golden crow crutch made a low sound of breaking through the air, constantly hitting the wooden stick in the Mu Taoist hand. The wooden stick of the Mu Taoist was burning harder and suddenly there was a loud noise, and the wooden stick in the Mu Taoist hand was burned into ashes by the true fire of Fusang Mu.

"Okay, okay, good, fellow Fusang, your natal true fire is more diligent than before!" Taoist Mu sneered: "Look at today, how many wooden sticks can you destroy me!"

With a wave of his sleeves, figures flashed, and a total of three thousand clones appeared beside the Mu Dao Ren.

Sanqian broke up and held a wooden stick, and rushed towards the Crow Gong with big strides.

The Crow Gong was so shocked that he screamed: "So many? Ga, help!"

Countless golden crows were making noises in unison. They didn't know how powerful they were. They were ready to rush forward, thinking of relying on the advantage of the number of people to pile up the Mu Taoist people.

In the sky, a sudden sword light fell silently. Taoist Mu suddenly felt a terrified heartbroken. When he looked up suddenly, the sword light had reached his head.
Chapter completed!