The Mu Clan, an ancient clan of the ancient world.

Similarly.

Mu Clan obtained a special kind of power of ancient inheritance.

Spatial technique!

This was the only power of s.p.a.ce that had been nurtured by the ancient world up till now. This was also the power that the emperor Xuan feared the most, and the power that he desired the most.

Once he grasped the Magic s.p.a.ce Spell, he could travel anywhere under the ancient world.

But!

Ever since he had controlled the power of the ancient inheritance, there had never been a spatial type secret technique.

This was also the reason why he had to delay the Xiao Yao city for so long. Otherwise, how could a mere Mu Clan jump for so long after the dragon race was trampled beneath his feet?

As long as he wielded the power of the ancient inheritance, he would be able to enter any world he wished to enter, Secret World.

When the G.o.d's design attic saw that the s.p.a.ce had distorted and the void had shattered, he immediately guessed that the Xiao Yao city's people had come. He never thought that the one who came would be the current Patriarch of the Mu Clan, Murong Xiong.

The surname Mu was called Rong Xiong!

He was also the youngest Patriarch in all of Mu Clan's history.

The old patriarch of the Mu Clan had three children. The eldest was Murong Xiong, the second was Murong Qi and the third was Long Fei, Long Fei's mother.

The second brother, Murong Qi, disappeared.

He left the clan when he was young and wandered around outside. There was no news of him until now.

Mu Wan'er also disappeared.

Of the three, only Murong Xiong was in the Xiao Yao city, and he was the only one to take over the position of father.

He was a s.p.a.ce genius.

Cultivating the power of spatial legacies to the limit, you had no idea where it would appear from or where it would disappear from.

Murong Xiong had a smile on his face as he said: "Don't look at me like that, I'm really here to find my nephew."

The blue robed elder asked, "Murong Xiong, who is your nephew? Why was he here again? I suppose you must be mistaken? "

Who was Murong Xiong's nephew?

Even if the blue-robed elder was even more ignorant, he would still know who it was.

The kid from Long Family.

But!

The western regions had collapsed, the brat was engulfed by a black hole, and Long Fei was no longer in this world.

Not only that.

After the G.o.d's tribe found out Long Fei's ident.i.ty, all the people in the entire Universal Realm who were called Long Fei were killed.

The G.o.d's tribe's method is to make it so that you will never be able to rise again.

As long as there was even a sliver of a connection, he would not care about it. He would rather kill a trillion wrongly than to let off even one of them!

If he acknowledged Long Fei coming to the G.o.d's design attic, then even if there was no reason, the G.o.d's tribe could still find a reason, and this person definitely could not enter the G.o.d's design attic.

Even if he entered here, he wouldn't be able to admit it.

Murong Xiong grinned: "My nephew's reputation is greater than mine, how would you not know?"

The blue-robed elder said, "So what if I know? The western regions is collapsing, the black hole is engulfing everything, do you think he will still be alive? Even if he lives, do you think he should be here? Could he be here? Does he dare to appear here? "

"Isn't the death of millions of lives in western regions a lesson?"

"If he's still alive, then he must stay far away from us. Otherwise, the next person to perish might be the North Desert Domain, the Heaven Sea Region, or perhaps …"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Murong Xiong said: "Or perhaps it's here!"

The blue-robed elder's eyes narrowed. Murong Xiong lightly walked in the air, as if he was walking on flat ground. With every step he took, the s.p.a.ce under his feet would shatter, and like a cherry blossom, he would float down a few meters before disappearing again. It was extremely cool and free, and with the addition of his handsome and resolute appearance, it was even more attractive.

"I believe you know the reason why G.o.d's tribe sent someone to attend the Artifact Forging Ceremony. Since emperor Xuan is going to make a move on your G.o.d's design attic, no matter how strong you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop him."

"Grand Court."

"I can help you."

Abbot Whitebrow asked, "You can help us? What kind of help do you have? "

No one in the Mu Clan understood refining.

Murong Xiong was the same.

If the G.o.d's tribe wanted to make a move on the G.o.d's design attic, it must be because of the refining compet.i.tion.

There was no doubt about that.

Murong Xiong said: "Your G.o.d's design attic's Refining Technics is indeed very awesome, Universal Realm's first place is without a doubt, but... What about your Refining Technics compared to the ancient world's? "

"Who's strong? "Who's weak?"

"Now that the emperor Xuan has brought back a few old monsters from the ancient world, do you think that you can withstand them?"

The blue-robed elder said, "How can you help us?"

Murong Xiong smiled slightly, and said: "It's very simple. I use my Magic s.p.a.ce Spell and your artifact forging skills, in the entire ancient world, only my Mu Clan knows the spatial technique, as long as you can refine this weapon, even the old monsters of the ancient world won't be able to do anything about it."

The blue-robed elder's eyes didn't waver as he asked, "What do you want?"

Murong Xiong laughed and said, "I don't want anything."

The blue robed elder said, "You, Murong Xiong, have never made a loss in your business, would you help us with the spatial technique for no reason at all?"

"Hahaha …"

Murong Xiong laughed a few times, and said: "Since you want to say it like that, then, I do not need much.

White-brow's eyes tensed up, and he immediately said: "No, allying with your Xiao Yao city, isn't that opposing the G.o.d's tribe? That way, will our G.o.d's design attic still be able to live? "

"Murong Xiong, are you helping us? You are probably trying to harm us, right? "

The blue-robed elder said, "Do you think I would agree?"

The smile on Murong Xiong's face did not lessen, and he said: "You have no other choice, only I can protect this place, and … I am not only protecting the G.o.d's design attic, I am more worried that my nephew will appear here. "

The white-browed elder said, "With your nephew here, our G.o.d's design attic will be in even more danger."

"Senior Brother, definitely not!"

The blue-robed old man did not refuse, but neither did he agree!

Murong Xiong did not let him answer immediately, and said: "Think carefully, as long as your G.o.d's design attic is still here, you can give me an answer."

"Right!"

"I heard my nephew's King Kong is here?"

The blue-robed elder's eyes immediately darkened.

Abbot Whitebrow's expression suddenly changed.

Other than the two of them, no one else knew about Li Yuanba's situation in the G.o.d's design attic. Once word of this spread, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But!

Murong Xiong looked at their nervous expressions and said, "Don't be nervous. Actually, I still have a lot of things I know."

"Forget it!"

"I can't be bothered to ask you to lead the way either. I'll look for it myself, and find out what's going on with ancient world."

"Let's go, farewell!"

Before he finished his sentence, his figure had already disappeared.

He couldn't sense anything at all.

Because Murong Xiong had already entered the spatial s.p.a.ce.

With sunken white brows, he said: "Senior Brother, I knew that something was going to happen. Even Murong Xiong knew about it, how could G.o.d's tribe not know?"

"This King Kong..." "Something bad is going to happen!"