Nine suns stepping on the sky

For 500 years, with the status of the Shura clan ruling Abi, even a mosquito has absolutely nowhere to hide.

But Mo Yu seemed to have disappeared, even though countless monks poured into hell, no one found his whereabouts.

The Great Elder's face was sinking like water, he could be sure that Mo Yu did not leave Ah Bi, otherwise the treasure of the holy clan would definitely have a response.

But where is he hiding?

At this moment, the great elder felt a pain in his chest, and his heart convulsed violently. After a few breaths, the feeling suddenly dissipated, and his face turned pale while panting heavily.

A throbbing in his heart made his eyes suddenly darken!

This is... the warning given to him by the Supreme Treasure of the Clan!

Damn, what happened?

Could it be that this has something to do with Mo Yu...

Thinking of this, the Great Elder was terrified again, which made him more sure of his guess.

"We must not wait any longer! This may bring disaster to our clan, and we must cut it off as soon as possible."

In a blink of an eye, the Great Elder had made a decision, and shouted in a low voice: "Here comes an order to summon the twelve priests of our clan, who will come to heaven to kill!"

Outside the hall, the serving monk's face changed wildly, but he didn't dare to question him, and left in a hurry with a cry of orders.

Determined to make a move, the Great Elder still had the last trace of doubt in his heart. He hesitated again and again, took out a black jade slip, branded the message, and crushed it vigorously.The broken jade slips turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

After a few breaths, green smoke appeared and gathered together, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a intact jade slip again.

The great elder was overjoyed, took the jade slip with both hands, and probed into his spiritual thoughts.

"No..." There was only one word in the jade slip.

The Great Elder frowned, and after a while slowly relaxed, "No...at all costs! It seems that the Holy Ancestor has the same thoughts as I do. This Mo Yu must not be kept!"

After half an hour.

Shura Temple.

The twelve priests gathered together.

The Great Elder waved his hand and spoke slowly, "A long time ago, our clan slaughtered Xuanhuang's lineage and destroyed the Three Realms to compete for powerful enemies. Unexpectedly, the heaven and earth are turning, and the avenue is lacking. Only one person of Xuanhuang's bloodline has entered my Abi's world. Shake the power of our family's luck."

"Today, you take action to move the luck of our clan, sense the heaven of Abi, descend to kill the gods, and eradicate the root of the disaster for our clan. There is no room for loss in this matter!"

The twelve priests all looked awe-inspiring, and a heinous slaughter erupted in their eyes.

"The remnants of Xuanhuang!"

"Must die!"

An old man with a dead air all over his body took a step forward, his voice was low and hoarse, "The old man participated in the First World War and killed countless members of the Xuanhuang clan. Today, I will strike again and wipe out the blood of this clan!"

He waved his hand, "Yin, our luck!"

The twelve priests moved with the sound, each stepped into a corner of the hall, and a formation of twelve corners suddenly appeared on the ground.

boom--

In an instant, the sky above the Shura tribe was full of wind and clouds.

……

On top of Huangquan, Mo Yu walked forward.

At this time, he already understood that, through the records of Pepsi, if he left the method of Abi, he would be in the underworld.

Through the eye of a spring, avoid the barrier of the plane, and go straight into chaos.

Perhaps it is difficult for others to do this, but with the inheritance of the ancient way, it is easy for Mo Yu to enter the spring.

At this moment, Mo Yu frowned, and the figure stopped.

He looked up and looked towards the sky.

There is no sky above Huangquan, it is dark and chaotic, but at this moment, there are traces of clouds gathering, exuding murderous intent.

In the endless yellow spring, waves suddenly appeared, and I am afraid that in a flash, there will be turbulent waves!

Dare to come here, even if it is the power of this world, it will not be forgiven.

Mo Yu suddenly raised his hand, but without seeing any movement, Huang Quan made waves and dispersed quietly.

His eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed, "Asura clan, I haven't gone to find you yet... If you want to kill me, today, Mo will give you a big gift in return."

woo-

A gust of wind came from the top of the head, and the power of heavenly killing descended.

This power comes from the heaven and the earth, it can destroy the monk's body and destroy the monk's soul.

Unstoppable, unavoidable.

It's for lore!

Mo Yu didn't dodge or dodge, as soon as he raised his hand, a large piece of Huangquan River rose up and turned into a waterspout, covering his figure.

The power of Heavenly Killing submerged into the water of Huangquan River, and in an instant, it melted away.

Mo Yu was fine, but most of the vitality in his body suddenly dissipated, and endless dead energy exploded.

His eyes became darker and colder, with no warmth.

……

In the Asura Hall, the twelve priests raised their hands and pointed at each other.

In mid-air, the phantom trembled violently. Although it was not shattered, it suddenly became dim.

The old priest looked tired, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, "This remnant of the Xuanhuang must have great luck in his body, so that he can not perish after being killed by heaven, but today, he must die."

"Borrow, the power of my family's bloodline, integrate into the luck, and then descend to kill!"

hum-

A strange wave erupted suddenly, with Shura Hall as the core, sweeping across all directions.

All the Asura clansmen trembled at the same time, and the power of their bloodlines exploded.

Quickly merged together, and in a blink of an eye, they went straight to the sky.

Earth shakes.

woo-

The second kill, come.

The phantom in the air trembled violently, and its body exploded from time to time, but it was still firmly supported, but it was still not destroyed.

It just became extremely illusory, like a thin layer of cloud, as if it could be blown away with one breath.

The Great Elder's face was gloomy, "The remnants of Emperor Xuan, why are you still alive?"

The old priest's body became more and more deadly, with a look of sorrow on his face, he sighed, "He survived twice without being killed, the fate of this evil is unimaginable... and he must be blessed by a heavy treasure, so he can Save your life and not die. So, if you want to kill him, you can only ask for the power of the third heavenly kill."

"Again and again, the power of heaven's killing will reach its strongest this time. Even if the luck of this remnant is overwhelming, the treasured body will also be completely destroyed. The body will perish and the soul will perish. Scatter the world."

The other eleven priests looked at each other with dignity and nodded slowly.

"Using our millennium lifespan, borrow the cultivation base of our clan members, and sacrifice it to heaven and earth! Please send down three kills, destroy the enemies of our clan, and never die!"

boom--

The robes of the twelve sacrificial priests moved automatically without wind, and inexplicable power erupted from their bodies. Everyone's body, with the rapid dissipation of longevity, was rapidly becoming old.Headed by the old priest, the dead air in the whole body is extremely strong, and the smell of decay makes people sick!

In the Shura tribe, all the strong men's cultivation bases exploded, turning into the power to move the world and shake the world.

woo-

The third kill.

bang——

In mid-air, the phantom trembled and collapsed.

This shows that the object of heaven's murder has died.

The twelve priests relaxed their hearts and showed relief.

Fortunately, they are not in vain to pay such a price.

The great elder raised his head and smiled.

……

On Huangquan, Mo Yu's vitality was cut off, and his whole body exuded a monstrous death aura, just like the lord of the dead in the deepest part of hell.His eyes were deep, as if penetrating the world, time and space, and fell on the Shura tribe, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his evil spirit was full of coldness.

"Three kills in heaven and earth, what a big deal...Now, it's up to Mo Mou to make a move."

boom--

Huang Quan shook, and the altar of corpses appeared amidst the tumbling, Gu Chen's eyes suddenly opened.

It's icy cold!

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

Countless corpses floating in the underworld opened their mouths at the same time, letting out a shrill howl.

……