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The 3112th chapter is framed and blamed(2/2)

At this moment, Mu Yun smiled.

"Not a fool!"

Mu Yun said, turning into Xuan Wutian again.

For a moment, I looked up at the sky.

"Ming Yixuan's death was so sensational, which caused the Taiyin Sect and the Tiande Greed Wolf Clan, and the Jiuji Lei Lion Clan to fight fiercely!"

"Although Xuan Wutian is not as good as Ming Yixuan, he must have a sensation!"

After a word fell, he looked at Ming Ao and Ming Han.

"I'm going to shout!"

Um?

Mu Yun's words fell, and the two were stunned.

But the next moment, they understood that Xuan Wutian... no, it was Mu Yun's meaning.

"The Fiery Xuan Wutian tribe has obtained two Wuquan Tianyuan Fruits and was ambushed by Ming Ao and Ming Han!"

"This hatred and this hatred, I, Xuan Wutian, will never forget it even if I die!"

"The Fierce Mysterious Bird Clan avenge my Xuan Wutian and kill Ming Ao Minghan."

"Dad...mother...I'm sorry for you!"

This shout suddenly spread thousands of miles, penetrated this world and spread to the Divine Lord Realm.

At this moment, Minghan and Mingao's faces changed.

Mu Yun is going to... frame the blame! So cruel! Ming Ao sneered: "You can just shout?"

Ming Ao shouted loudly: "Those who hear from all races, I am Ming Ao. Xuan Wutian has been killed by Mu Yun, and Ming Yixuan is also killed by Mu Yun."

"He is the one who dominates everything!"

After a word fell, Ming Ao's face turned pale in an instant.

No! Mu Yun's voice was conveyed.

But his was not passed on, but it was spread in this small world.

How could it be! At this moment, Mu Yun’s mind communicated with Wuliang’s old man.

"Old man, it's a little useful!"

Old Man Wuliang smiled and said, "This small world has been controlled by me after hundreds of thousands of years of consolidation. They cannot escape and cannot convey any news."

"Also, I have expanded Mr. Mu's voice ten times, and it is estimated that the spread will be wider, and many people will hear it."

"But, this seventh level of God Lord, Mr. Mu, you..." "Don't worry, you can kill me!"

Mu Yun clenched his fists at this moment and said with a smile: "The seventh level of the God Lord is just one level higher than me. Although it is a large span, I also want to experience it. How strong is I now!"

After a word fell, Mu Yun's breath was completely released at this moment.

God Lord, the sixth level! At this moment, the earth rumbles.

Two figures appeared behind Mu Yun.

Pangu Ling! The puppet of the emperor's son! The three of them stood still, and Mu Yun looked to the other side.
Chapter completed!
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