Chapter 1330

"It's really done?"

On the altar, Mu Chen also looked at the Demon-killing Order with golden light flashing in his hand with surprise. The three golden light fonts "Demon-killing Lord" were emitting a majestic aura.

This result was obviously a bit unexpected to him. After all, he had just had an idea before. He wanted to try whether this method of tricks could be useful. But he knew that this really became...

"Haha, the supreme Demon-killing King." Beside him, the will of the Patriarch Futu emerged. He looked at the golden token in Mu Chen's hand, and a strong smile appeared on his old face.

The Daqian Palace existed in ancient times, so the ancestor of Futu also knew how much the Demon-killing King had in the Daqian Palace. It can be said without hesitation that every Demon-killing King in the Daqian Palace has an important position in the Daqian World. It is an existence where the world will shake twice.

However, now, a demon-killing king who is only the supreme power of the world suddenly emerged. This is an unprecedented strange thing.

"From then on, Daqian Palace has the weakest demon-killing king in history." The ancestor of Futu joked and smiled.

Mu Chen looked dark. Although he thought this matter was a bit weird, he would do this just now, and the instigation of the Patriarch of Futu was being encouraged.

So, he looked at the ancestor Futu angrily, turned his hand to put away the Demon-killing Order, and turned his gaze to the demon-sealing map. He could only see that the demon shadow of the Blood Zombie Heavenly Demon Emperor was extremely depressed, as if it was about to dissipate.

"Puff."

Suddenly, a slight broken sound rang out, and the demon shadow shrank down, and the aura that once made Mu Chen fear began to annihilate.

At this moment, Mu Chen knew that the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor had truly fallen completely.

Although the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor died, the demon shadow was still shaking, and a vague roar came out: "Let me out!"

"It's the voice of the corpse Tianyou." Mu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that with the shattering of the residual soul of the Blood Zombie Heavenly Demon Emperor, the corpse Tianyou also controlled his body again.

"How to deal with this?" The ancestor of Futu looked at Mu Chen and said casually.

"Fix it." Mu Chen said without hesitation that this corpse Tianyou is an evil clan outside the domain, and his methods are ruthless. Since he has seized it now, there is naturally no reason to let it go.

"Then let's solve it." The ancestor of Futu said indifferently, as if he was dealing with an ant. Of course, in his eyes, Zi Tianyou's strength was really not much better than an ant.

Hearing the voices of the two, the corpse Tianyou in the Demon Envelope Picture immediately struggled wildly, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the bondage of the Demon Envelope Picture Picture.

So after he arrived, he could only stop and a resentful voice came out: "Mu Chen, if you kill me today, my corpse demon clan will definitely fight you forever!"

When Mu Chen heard this, he sneered that the Great World and the evil tribes outside the domain were hostile. Even if there was no corpse Tianyou, once Mu Chen met the people of the corpse demon tribe, the latter would probably be dying against him.

"Then I'm in this vast world, waiting for your corpse demons to come over and die." Mu Chen sneered.

The sir, Tianyou, wanted to make a harsh talk, but the ancestor Futu directly wiped off his hand, as if he was wiping the ink mark, completely erasing the figure of Tianyou in the Demonic Picture.

So, Zi Tianyou dissipated between heaven and earth without even making a scream.

As the corpse Tianyou dissipated, a very faint black aura suddenly surged out from the demon map, and then lingered around Mu Chen's body.

This scene shocked Mu Chen slightly, and his spiritual power surged, trying to resist the black gas, but the black gas quickly dissipated after touching his body.

"Senior, what's going on?" Mu Chen frowned and asked, seeing his unparalleled body.

The ancestor of Futu smiled indifferently and said, "This is a kind of corpse energy, which does not hurt much, but it is easily noticed by the corpse demon clan. This should be the method of the demon cub, who wants to make the corpse demon clan avenge him."

Mu Chen then breathed a sigh of relief. The corpse demon clan might be powerful, but he was not afraid, because once the strong corpse demon clan appeared in the world, he would not need to take action at all, and there would naturally be supreme emperors from all over the world to come and clean up him.

He didn't believe that with a corpse demon clan, he dared to invade the vast world on a large scale.

"Can it be eliminated?" But although he was not afraid, Mu Chen asked out of caution.

The ancestor of Futu shook his head and said, "This is the demon cub who burned his natal demon soul to form a wisp of corpse energy. If it were me before I was alive, it would be easy to erase it, but now it is a bit difficult."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen shrugged, no longer cared about it, but stared at the demon picture, and said with some concern: "Is the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor completely dead?"

After all, the vitality of these demon emperors is really tenacious and a bit terrifying.

The Patriarch Futu nodded and said, "Now he is just a wisp of remnant soul. With the help of the Emperor of Heaven's Sword, it is enough to completely kill him."

As he said that, he raised his hand and saw that the Emperor's sword turned into a flowing sword light and finally turned into an ancient crystal sword again, falling into his hand.

The ancestor of Futu handed over the Heavenly Emperor Sword to Mu Chen and said, "At this peak period of the Heavenly Emperor Sword, it is a peerless holy object comparable to the holy level. Unfortunately, the power is exhausted now, and after great wars and years of erosion, even if it recovers in the future, it is afraid that it will degenerate to the immortal level."

At this point, his voice was a little regretful. After all, even the holy-level peerless holy objects are extremely rare for the Holy-Class Heaven Supreme. For example, the magic-sealing mirror in his hand, it is also just an immortal.

Mu Chen nodded and took the Heavenly Emperor Sword. At this time, the Heavenly Emperor Sword had completely dimmed. The ancient sword was as if it was covered with dust and could not be wiped clean.

Mu Chen knew that this was because the remaining power of the Heavenly Emperor Sword was exhausted. Unless he could one day break through to the Supreme Heaven, the Heavenly Emperor Sword would no longer be able to exert its former sword light.

"Don't worry, when I break through to the Supreme Heaven, I will let you see the light of heaven again." Mu Chen stroked the sword body and whispered.

Buzz.

The Emperor's Sword shook slightly, as if it was an ancient sword roar.

Mu Chen put away the Heavenly Emperor Sword and looked around. Now around the altar, the evil tribes outside the domain have fled one after another, while the strong men from the vast world are chasing them relentlessly.

However, not far from the altar, there were still some figures standing in the air, and their eyes kept shooting towards the altar.

The two people who were in the forefront were Xuan Luo and Mo Xin. Obviously, they were still unwilling to let Mu Chen obtain the inheritance of the Eight Tribes from the Patriarch of the Buddha.

"Senior, I have successfully completed this mission?"

Mu Chen naturally knew the sinister intentions of these two guys, and immediately did not delay. He directly asked the will of the Patriarch of Futu, wanting to quickly get the "Bamen Futu" into his hands.

When the ancestor Futu smiled and nodded when he heard this, he only hoped to use Mu Chen's hand to make the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor unable to escape, but Mu Chen helped him directly erase the residual soul of the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor, so this task was naturally so perfect that it could not be more perfect.

"What kind of reward do you plan to pay for me?" Mu Chen did not mean to hide it, and said frankly.

The Patriarch Futu was also stunned by Mu Chen's rashness, and then he was a little amused and laughed: "You kid, really utilitarian!"

Mu Chen smiled faintly and said, "I am alone. All opportunities are fought with my life. It is not like some guys who are leaning on the mountains, everything comes easily."

The expression on the old ancestor of the Buddha was slightly restrained, and he could naturally hear the meaning of Mu Chen's words. Obviously, the grudge between him and the Buddha clan was quite deep.

Whoosh!

In that distance, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin's figure suddenly flew over and fell on the altar.

"I have seen the ancestors for the rest of my life!" The two of them saluted respectfully, and they looked so humble.

The Patriarch Futu also nodded to them.

Xuan Luo glanced at Mu Chen, then clasped his fists at the ancestor of Futu and said, "Old Ancestor, we are responsible for retrieving the "Eight Tribes" you created by you. I hope that the ancestor will give us the "Eight Tribes" to us for the sake of inheritance among the clan. We will not dare to forget each other!"

"Yes, ancestor, your inheritance has been lost for thousands of years, and it has been an irreparable loss within the clan. I think you also hope that your inheritance can be passed on from generation to generation in the clan, right?" Mo Xin, who was standing beside him, also said respectfully.

Mu Chen's face was as deep as water, but a cold light flashed through his eyes. The two guys came to snatch his spoils in front of him, which obviously made him quite angry.

These bastards had fought against Zi Tianyou before and fled faster than dogs when they faced the Blood Zombie Demon Emperor. Now that the crisis has been resolved, they have the face to come out and snatch his things!

The ancestor of Futu glanced at Xuan Luo and the others and said slowly: "I have said before that anyone who can help me solve the Blood-Demon Emperor will give him a big gift, and Mu Chen did it..."

Xuan Luo, Mo Xin was anxious and hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, this Mu Chen is a sinful son, and there are many gaps with our clan. If he gets the "Eight Tribes of the Pagoda", it will be like a tiger. At that time, he will be resentful to the clan, and he will probably use the ancestor's peerless magical powers to cause our clan to kill evil!"

Hearing this, the ancestor Futu frowned and was slightly silent.

Seeing that the words were effective, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin's eyes were filled with a hint of undetectable joy.

The Patriarch Futu looked at Mu Chen with a expressionless face. After a while, he said, "Mu Chen, I have a word to ask."

"Senior, please tell me."

The Patriarch of Futu sighed and said, "What if you have any conflicts with the Patriarch in a day?"

Mu Chen was silent. At this time, the best answer was obviously denied the conflict, but he could not say it because in the future, because because of his mother, he would inevitably have conflicts with the ancient Buddhist tribe of the Buddha.

Moreover, forcibly denying it cannot pass through the old eyes of the Patriarch of Futu.

Since that's the case... Mu Chen looked up, stared at the eyes of the Patriarch Futu, and said word by word: "No matter what, the younger generation will do it according to their hearts."

No matter how much he will have with the ancient Futu tribe at that time, he knows that he will not be innocently involved, nor will he be afraid of everything, and do everything by heart.

On the side, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin heard Mu Chen that he was so stupid that he did not deny it. A joyful look on his face suddenly surged out. They looked up and saw that the ancestor Futu stared at Mu Chen tightly.

And the latter is also looking at it without fear.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and Xuanluo and the others were shocked to see it. A smile of relief suddenly appeared on the face of the Patriarch Futu.

"Walk with your heart, good... OK, a person who can stand up to fight the evil demons in a critical moment, I believe his heart!"

The Patriarch Futu patted Mu Chen's shoulder heavily on the palm of his hand.

"From now on, you will be the inheritor of the "Babubu Tu"!"

On that side, Xuan Luo and Mo Xin's faces turned pale in an instant.

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Chapter completed!