Nine suns stepping on the sky

In the majestic palace, Mo Yu sat cross-legged, and the purple-robed ancestor of all demons and the silver-robed Orleans clone stood on the left and right. Suddenly, the two clones opened their eyes, and with a movement, they merged into his body at the same time.

Only then did Mo Yu's eyes slowly open, and he exhaled lightly, showing a bit of relief.When the avatar was first completed that day, it encountered a dangerous situation. Facing the attack of the three super demigod superpowers, it had no choice but to make a forceful move. Although it killed all the powerful enemies in the end, it also suffered some damage to itself.Fortunately, the injury is not serious. After several months of cultivation, it has fully recovered now, and the two avatars have really stabilized.

At this point, the crazy surge of his strength was truly completed.

The human body, the eight great gods are perfect, and the realm of the ninth god is also hit. Although it is difficult for some reasons to achieve great success in one fell swoop, its combat power is completely comparable to the immortal middle-level super powerhouse!

Once through the induction between the clones, with the help of the power of the two clones, the combat power can increase wildly, and even be fearless in the Immortal Territory!Of course, if the enemy's strength is too strong, you can also summon the clone to merge with the main body, and then you can fight against the demigod, or even kill it!If the two avatars gather together, they may be able to retreat completely in the face of several demigods besieging and killing them.

Swallowing Orleans and the origin of the beginning of all demons is the greatest opportunity Mo Yu has obtained so far since he has practiced. Only with this can he leap over the dragon gate and truly step into the ranks of super powerhouses!

This is good fortune, and it is also dangerous.

Once the two avatars are found to be inappropriate, a catastrophe will definitely be set off, so unless it is necessary, Mo Yu will never let the two avatars be exposed at will.

It can be seen from the fallen three demigods that the weakest ones who dare to walk in the realm of the demigods are the demigods, and there are even terrifying existences in the true gods!

In this way, if only relying on the strength of the human body, even with the strength of the two avatars, there is no self-protection power in the bit world.

It seems that even if the two avatars are successfully cultivated, the current predicament cannot be solved. The only choice is to stay here and practice, and only when the cultivation reaches a certain level can they consider how to return to the plane.However, this time may be extremely long, ranging from decades to hundreds of years.

Moreover, it is difficult to determine whether he can go back smoothly... It is even very possible that he will not be able to return until he breaks through the divine realm on his own and lights up the coordinates of the plane.But this time will definitely be longer.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu couldn't help furrowing his brows tightly, with complicated eyes appearing in his eyes.Hundreds of years are enough to make all the vicissitudes of life in the world. Even if they can return by then, who will still be with the old people they know?

After a long time, with a sigh in his heart, he suppressed the fluctuating mood.

But at this moment, Mo Yu's complexion suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly and took the next step, the figure appeared outside the hall, looked up at the void above his head, and a phantom of an altar with a size of thousands of miles suddenly appeared, with thousands of lines and countless pious The aura of worship and summoning came from it.And most importantly, Mo Yu felt a familiar aura in the phantom of this altar!

Swish!

With a flash of inspiration, Ruoxuan has come to her side, her pretty face is full of surprise at this moment.Seeing Mo Yu's gaze sweeping towards her, the woman took a deep breath and said, "It's the sacrificial altar of our underground Demon Race, praying to the legendary Demon Realm, and summoning the Demon Realm Envoy who can guide the Demon Race out of their predicament! If the time is correct , the grand sacrificial ceremony once every 300 years is going on now."

Mo Yu's eyes lit up immediately, and he naturally thought of the two ways that Kill Tian said, to return to the plane.Looking for a needle in a haystack to find the entrance to the plane, or... a powerful summoning power appeared in the plane, which can cross the endless space and open a way for him to return.

Devouring the source of the beginning of all demons, now Mo Yu is the beginning of all demons, of course he can feel the call from the underground demons.

This may be the only way for him to return to the plane as soon as possible!

"Kill the sky!" Mo Yu whispered in his heart.

"The current summoning power is too weak to really open the channel, but this should be just the beginning. Master, wait patiently. When the summoning power reaches its peak, you may be able to use this power to return directly to the plane!"

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On the deep sky, the purple scorching sun sprinkled endless light, shining on the entire land, but if you look closely, you will find that both the sky and the sun are formed by formations.

Only because this formation is so huge that it covers the entire ninth floor of the Demon Abyss, the Demon creatures living here will subconsciously forget that they are in the depths of the ground.

But no matter how it is transformed, falsehood is falsehood after all, and its essence will never change.

After the failure of the ancient ethnic group war, the demon clan was forcibly expelled into the ground. Since then, it has been in a slump, and until now it has not been able to complete the revival of the ethnic group, and it has not even seen the slightest hope.

Countless demons gradually pinned their hopes on the legendary origin of the demons, the demon world!It is hoped that through devout prayers, the messengers from the demon world will be summoned to lead the group to restore the glory of ancient times.

And this point can also be noticed through the ninth floor of the abyss, which tries to imitate the scene of the devil world.

But for countless years, a series of large-scale summons and sacrifices have all failed, and the high-level demons gradually began to doubt the existence of the demon world. However, in order to avoid breaking the spiritual sustenance of the entire ethnic group, the sacrificial ceremony every 300 years will still be held as scheduled Held, even on a growing scale.

No matter what thoughts are in his mind, the great demon lords of each layer of the abyss must send enough people to the sacrificial altar on the ninth floor to participate in the grand ceremony to show that they value this matter.

On the second floor of the altar, Sadora followed the crowd and knelt down, chanting ancient prayers in his mouth, and glanced at the densely packed demons below the altar, but couldn't help flashing a bit of ridicule.

If prayers were really useful, there would have been messengers from the Demon Realm, and it would be extremely stupid to pin the hope of revitalizing the ethnic group here.

But before his arrival, his father warned him seriously that no accidents should happen during the sacrificial ceremony. Sadora understood what his father meant. Completely torn apart, even the father of the great lord would not be able to protect him.Therefore, even if he disagrees in his heart, on the surface, he is absolutely respectful.

Thinking of the envious eyes of all the brothers and sisters when she came, Sadora felt relieved for a while, being able to represent her father to participate in the sacrificial ceremony represented the establishment of his heir and enemy.Not surprisingly, after his father enters the Royal House of Elders, he will become the new great lord, ruling over hundreds of millions of people!

Sadora was distracted thinking about the bright future, but at this moment, the space on the altar suddenly twisted slightly to form a huge vortex, and the powerful oppression from the bloodline level suddenly descended, making him tremble and involuntarily buried his head deeply. The body is prostrate on the altar, and the mind is blank.

The entire space, at this moment, fell into complete silence!

On the third floor of the altar, thirteen extremely aged demon priests in gorgeous robes opened their eyes at the same time, their cloudy eyes revealing endless excitement, and they raised their hands to the sky, and soon burst into tears.

"The great origin of the demon race, the noble originator of all things, the supreme spirit of the demon world! You have finally heard the prayer of the humble, small, and confused descendants of blood, and I pray that you will come down as an envoy to guide us in the direction we are going!"

For endless years, the abyssal demons finally received a response from the demon world during the sacrifice. The oppression at the blood level made them feel like they were facing their ancestors. There is absolutely no mistake in this!

A priest turned around, faced the countless demons kneeling under the majestic altar, and roared: "My people, your efforts and mine are not in vain. Offer your most pious prayers and welcome the messenger from the demon world! He will lead the forgotten The Demon Race, return to the earth, and regain all the lost glory!"

The rolling sound echoed in the air, completely igniting the heat in the hearts of all the demons!

"The messenger from the great demon world, please come!"

"The messenger from the great demon world, please come!"

"The messenger from the great demon world, please come!"

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Excited growls came out from the mouths of countless demons, and gradually became the only voice. Every syllable contained earth-shattering power. The huge sound wave seemed to lift the sky open!

Feeling the oppressive breath from the vortex, Salado's heart was pounding. Up to this moment, he still couldn't believe that the Demon Realm... actually responded to their sacrificial prayers!

But soon, Salado was infected by the fanaticism of the tribe, and gradually his followers roared. He no longer had any distracting thoughts in his heart, and what he had was only devout awe and prayer.

On the altar, the volume of the vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and the oppressive aura it emits is also getting stronger and stronger!

Suddenly, a touch of black appeared in the center of the vortex, and then quickly collapsed, forming a passage. Two figures, a man and a woman, stepped out. Because of the distorted space around the vortex, their appearances could not be seen clearly, but the sound coming from them This bloodline was suppressed, but it caused ecstasy in the hearts of all the demons!

The messenger of the demon world has arrived!

On the third floor of the altar, thirteen old demon priests knelt down tremblingly, "Welcome the Messenger!"

"Welcome to the arrival of the messenger!"

The demon nobles on the second and first floors of the altar roared.

"Welcome to the arrival of the messenger!"

Under the altar, millions of demons roared at the same time!

Seen from a high altitude, with the huge altar as the center, the number of black and kneeling demons is endless, and there is no end in sight at a glance. The psychological shock and impact brought by it are simply unimaginable.

But at this moment, Mo Yu didn't feel too much trouble in his heart. Feeling the familiar atmosphere, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.Here, he still has a lot of unfinished business, and now being able to come back is naturally the best result.

As for being in the demon clan... With his current strength, who can stop him from leaving?