Nine suns stepping on the sky

When anger reaches its limit, it will turn into a kind of calm, just like Mo Yu's situation at this time. ? Top? Point? Murderous intent lingered around the novel, he said calmly, "At this moment, if you still want to act like this, do you really think that Mo is so stupid that he can't even see through these things?"

Jiang Wujie shook his head, still smiling, "Of course not. You are very smart, the most outstanding young man in the world I have ever seen in my life."

boom--

Mo Yu stepped forward with one step, with terrifying momentum and murderous intent.

"Give me an explanation!"

"Mo Yu, it is indeed beyond my expectation that you can become so powerful in such a short period of time, but just now, you still can't keep me. What's more, you still have many problems now, wait Only when you truly become the co-lord of the Three Realms will you be qualified to face this old man." Jiang Wujie smiled slightly, "I promise that when that time comes, I will definitely help you solve all the doubts in your heart."

He stepped back and his figure became blurred.

"Where are you going!" Mo Yu growled, raising his hand and grabbing forward.

boom--

The space was shaken, and the terrifying power of confinement came crashing down!

"Hehe, the old man said that you can't keep me...you still have to find a way to survive the disaster in front of you. The old man is waiting. Don't let me down the day you become the co-lord of the Three Realms!"

The lingering sound was still echoing in the air, but Jiang Wujie's figure had disappeared.

Mo Yu frowned instantly, and his face became extremely ugly. He was afraid of Jiang Wujie, and he tried his best to strike, but he didn't expect it to be like this, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

Obviously, Jiang Wujie was more terrifying than he expected.

After confirming that he had left, the tyrannical and murderous intent surging around Mo Yu slowly dissipated, but his brows did not relax, but instead became more and more furrowed.

The catastrophe in front of me?

Jiang Wujie will never aim indiscriminately, his words must have deep meaning.With his current cultivation level, besides Jiang Wujie, who else in Xuanhuang's world is qualified to pose a threat to him... If it is not by strength to cause harm to him, then it can only use external means.

Little Sumeru World!

Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat, Shui Zhilong, Yaya, Mrs. Lin and other people in the city who can't go out all live there.

They are the only ones who can threaten Mo Yu at this time!

Thinking of blending into the shadow, Lingshu, whose breath has been silent for many years and almost dissipated, and has never appeared again, Mo Yu's eyes sparkled sharply.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared under him, wriggling and standing up, manifesting Lingshu's figure, the lotus flower that appeared between her brows because of her wish to abandon the Buddha, already existed at this moment, but it turned into pure black, cold and tender flirtatious.

"Lingshu sees your lord."

She bowed and saluted, her voice still extremely respectful.

Mo Yu's cold voice sounded slowly, "Lingshu, who are you?"

"My lord, don't blame me. Lingshu's true identity is the cultivation of the secret Buddhist sect." Lingshu spoke softly, and took a step forward, "My lord, please follow me."

After a while, the figures of the two came to a valley, which was protected by a powerful formation, and it was difficult to see through the lingering white mist.

In the valley, a huge city was built, and countless monks lived in it, and there was a scene of prosperity coming in and out.

With a wave of Lingshu's sleeve, the formation outside the valley spread out, "My lord, please."

Mo Yu walked in with big strides. It seemed that there were only three or two steps under his feet, but he had already arrived outside the city gate, followed the crowd, and entered the city.

Walking out of the city gate, looking up, you can see a tavern with a simple word "Lin" on the signboard.

Simple and simple, but the familiar traces in this word made Mo Yu's heart tremble. He looked up. With his cultivation, he could destroy everything in an instant. The woman at the window.

She is Mrs. Lin, and her name is Duan Zhiqing. At this moment, there is a smell of missing in her eyes.

Mo Yu paused, but did not stop. He took a deep look, then retracted his gaze, and continued to walk forward.

A few more steps fell, and the surrounding monks didn't know what happened, but his figure had already left here and came outside a huge house.

Mofu!

The huge plaque is gilded on a black background, solemn and majestic.

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened wide, and a group of maidservants walked out of the mansion, surrounded by two women with somewhat similar eyebrows and eyes.

"Mother, why are you suddenly going to offer incense today?" the young woman said in a low voice with confusion on her face.

The other woman's expression was slightly dazed, she hesitated after hearing the words, and said: "Perhaps you haven't had a good rest recently, I actually feel that your father seems to be a bit dangerous... It's good to go to burn some incense sticks, the gods and Buddhas in the temple are all there. The existence of Da-mana may be able to protect your father from harm."

"Mother, it's been so many years..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I believe your father, he must still be alive, and he will come back to find us soon."

The young woman got angry with her mother and hurriedly bowed her head in agreement.

Mo Yu stood on the long street and watched as the mother and daughter boarded the carriage one after another. The long motorcade drove towards the end of the street and finally disappeared at the end of sight.

From the beginning to the end, he stayed where he was, and didn't wait to take another half step forward, and he didn't make a sound.

It's just that in the sleeve of the robe, the fist is already clenched.

After a long time, Mo Yu let out a long breath and raised his hand to wipe in front of him.

It's like breaking the mirror in front of you, and the world in front of you suddenly creates waves and disappears in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, he was standing in a temple hall, there was no one in the open space, only the huge Buddha statue in front of him, looking down with benevolent eyebrows.

"Are you awake?" The gentle and solemn voice carried an endless breath of peace, which made people feel at ease and felt a sense of closeness.

Mo Yu's expression was still indifferent, he raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, and said in a cold voice, "Pretending to be a ghost! Since I have invited this seat here, I will show my real body."

The Buddha statue in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, put his palms together and whispered a Buddha's name, "Mo Zun, you know that disrespecting my Buddha is a serious crime."

boom--

Mo Yu's black robe was bulging, and his berserk aura erupted crazily, "Tell me your conditions!"

From the beginning, he knew that he was in an illusion.

No, this shouldn't be an illusion, because it really exists, but it's not here, what he sees is just a phantom, like a mirage.

However, it has been confirmed that Shui Zhilong and others have indeed been controlled by the Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect.

The Buddha statue was silent, and after a few breaths it slowly opened its mouth, "Today, I invite Mo Zun to come here, in the hope that you can become the Vajra Protector of my Buddhist sect. As long as Mo Zun agrees, the old monk guarantees that your relatives and relatives will be unharmed, and you will be able to meet Mo Zun soon." Reunion."

Mo Yu frowned and remained silent.

Seeing this, the Buddha statue's voice became more gentle, "Mo Zun, if you agree, my Buddhist sect guarantees that I will give you everything you can enjoy endlessly, and there will be many great fortunes, and even help you enter the fairy world smoothly."

"Hahahaha!" Mo Yu laughed suddenly, and the sound was rolling, and under the blessing of powerful strength, it was like thunder and thunder exploding together.

Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and his eyes fixed on the Buddha statue, "Do you think that this method can make me submit and let you be enslaved? What a joke!"

"Fuck off, I have my own means and will save my relatives, but please remember, if one of them is injured, I will razed your secret Buddhist sect to the ground, leaving no bones behind!"

He flicked his sleeves, and with a bang, the Buddha statue was directly smashed into pieces.

The entire hall suddenly fell apart!

Mo Yu's eyes swept across, and the entire temple was empty. It was obvious that the Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect was ready to deal with him.

Lingshu was the only one standing outside the hall with her head bowed respectfully. Seeing his eyes sweeping towards him, she bowed to Shi with both hands, "It is Lingshu's crime to lie to your lord. In order to avoid your lord's resentment towards my Buddhist sect, Lingshu is willing to die here , to appease the anger of adults."

She raised her hand and slapped it between her eyebrows, her soul dissipated instantly, and all her breath disappeared.

This is a real death, not a fake.

Mo Yu frowned suddenly, and his face became extremely ugly. It was not because of Ling Shu's death, but because he saw clearly the gentle nature of Buddhism... This is a group of lunatics who will do anything to achieve their goals!

He was immediately full of worries about the situation of Shui Zhilong and the others.

But as long as he is safe and sound for a day, the Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect will never dare to do them any harm.

If you really agree to become the so-called Buddhist Vajra Protectors and be driven by them, then you will not be able to control everything after that, that is the act of digging your own grave.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, forcing himself to suppress all the thoughts in his mind, and his mind turned quickly.

The Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect was just a transcendent force in Xuanhuang's world back then, but it was unexpected that it was hidden so deeply behind it.

Just now, the consciousness that descended into the Buddha statue obviously came from a fourth-step Buddha!

Today's Xuanhuang is no longer the same as he knows.If you want to save someone, the first thing you need to do is to understand clearly the current situation in Xuanhuang's world.

For the city of Yijiang Wujie, the catastrophe he mentioned will definitely not be just a disaster from the Buddhist sect.

Only when everything is thoroughly understood can we be targeted and make the best response.

Mo Yu lowered his head in thought, his eyes flickered slightly after a few breaths, he already had a suitable candidate in his mind.

If there is no accident, his current identity should be able to provide all the information he wants to know.

Swah——

With a faint flash of inspiration, Mo Yu stepped down with one step, and his figure disappeared.

……

Nangong family.

Because the patriarch Nangong Wushuang broke through to the emperor rank by chance, the status of the Nangong family skyrocketed, becoming the Xuanhuang's first-class cultivation family.

After the ancestor joined the Wild Sacred Sect, the Nangong family got the support of the sect, and the development was even faster, and the cultivation of the children in the family improved by leaps and bounds.

Although today, with the sudden changes in the situation, the Savage Sacred Sect has merged into the Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect and has become one of the many forces controlled by it, but Nangong Wushuang's cultivation at the peak of the Emperor rank can still protect the family from being bullied by outsiders .

In the secret room, Nangong Wushuang practiced with her eyes closed, with a solemn expression.

The former Xuanhuang, the emperor rank already existed at the peak, and the heavenly state was like a nine-day dragon, which was rarely seen in a thousand or ten thousand years.

But now, the world has changed.

The cultivation base of the imperial rank is no longer enough, no matter how proud the heavens are, only by stepping into the heaven can one be regarded as a strong person in charge of one side.

For the continuation of the Nangong family, he must practice with all his strength, otherwise the family's prosperity cannot be passed on for too long.

Opening his mouth and letting out a stream of white air, Nangong Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of deep helplessness on his face.

Breaking through the emperor rank was already a blessing, due to chance and coincidence, his own aptitude is not outstanding in the emperor rank level.

Today, being able to reach the peak of the imperial rank is due to the help of the treasures given when the Secret Tibetan Buddhist Sect was attracting people's hearts.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart, the day of breaking through the heavens is still far away!

Shaking his head, Nangong Wushuang stood up. At this moment, his body froze suddenly, and his back was covered with cold sweat.Out of the corner of his eye, he actually saw a figure standing with his back facing him and hands behind his back. If he was attacked while practicing just now, the consequences would be disastrous!

Barely suppressing the horror in his heart, Nangong Wushuang turned around, lowered his head and saluted respectfully, "Which lord is coming? Nangong Wushuang is polite."

Being able to let him easily enter the cultivation secret room without realizing it, this level of cultivation is beyond imagination, so he naturally dare not be presumptuous in the slightest.

Mo Yu turned around, his sharp-edged face was calm, and said lightly: "What? You don't recognize me anymore."

Nangong Wushuang raised his head, and suddenly said "Ah", excitement welled up on his face, and he knelt down on the ground, "Nangong Wushuang sees your lord!"