Nine suns stepping on the sky

Before the sword light arrived, Sen Li's aura rushed towards his face, with murderous intent.

Mo Yu raised his hand and grabbed it forward.

boom!

Infinite power gushes out from nothingness, enveloping the slashing sword light, twisting the space slightly, and smashing it to pieces.All power fluctuations were strictly sealed and did not disperse in the slightest.

But at this moment, Mo Yu didn't continue to strike. Instead, he showed surprise on his face, because he felt a certain familiar smell in this sword.

Swish!

The sword light flickered slightly, and a figure appeared in front of him. His face was firm and firm, and his eyes were cold and frightening.But soon, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, which then turned into surprise.

Mo Yu cupped his hands and smiled, "Brother Xunliang, I haven't seen you for ten years, is this how you welcome me?"

Xun Liang didn't speak, he strode forward, opened his arms and embraced Mo Yu fiercely, and patted his back vigorously.

He has a cold temper, and it is rare for him to show his emotions like this, but being able to do this is enough to show the agitation of his emotions.

Mo Yu couldn't help feeling a little excited in his heart, and hugged him as hard as he could.

It wasn't until the two brothers separated that Xun Liang barely regained his composure, looked up and down, and said: "Brother, you must have had a wonderful time in ten years, brother, I thought I could catch up with you for a while, but now it seems that only I'm afraid it may not be."

"At the level of a demigod, I'm also very curious about the fate of my senior brother." Mo Yu said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about this, if the suzerain, teacher, and uncle know that it is you who came back, they will be very happy! Let's go, let's go back to the sect." With a wave of Xun Liang's sleeves, the four seasons sect's protective array immediately opened, and it took the lead in a flash Enter.

Mo Yu smiled and followed behind.

A strong enemy is coming, and Yi Xunliang will face it head-on today. Liu Biancheng, Hua Pang, Xue Liran and others are naturally anxious, and they are pacing back and forth in the square in front of the hall. Seeing him return now, they hurriedly said: "The result How? Who is the offending monk?"

Xun Liang cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, suzerain, teacher, uncle, it's the younger brother who is back."

When the three of them were stunned, Mo Yu had already flown over and saluted respectfully, "Disciple Mo Yu, please refer to the suzerain, uncle, and uncle!" Because, they will always be disciples of the Four Seasons Sect, and this will not change.

"Mo Yu!"

Liu Biancheng, Hua Pang, and Xue Liran showed joy on their faces at the same time, who would have thought that within a short period of time, he and Xun Liang would return one after another.

Hua Pang was stunned, "By the way, you made a ten-year agreement with Xun Zhao and Xun Liang, and now it's getting close."

Mo Yu stood up, nodded with a smile, without further explanation.

But at this time...

boom!

An extremely terrifying aura descended from the clouds above the head in an instant, completely suppressing the entire space. The formation of the Four Seasons Sect was forcibly broken in a blink of an eye, revealing the terrifying undead dragon that stretched for more than [-] meters above the sky.

The billowing dead air surged into the sky, making the sky darken quickly, the temperature in the air dropped rapidly, and countless pieces of black ice condensed and slowly fell.

Roar!

The undead dragon opened its mouth wide, and the endless death energy condensed in the mouth and turned into a breath. Once it spewed out, it would be enough to raze the entire Four Seasons Sect to the ground!

Xun Liang raised his head suddenly, and the terrifying sword intent erupted from his body in an instant, locking the terrifying undead dragon figure, and hundreds of millions of sword lights emerged from nothingness.

He raised his hand, and in the next moment, a shocking sword was about to be slashed out.

"Brother, stop!" Mo Yu stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a low voice, "Sakron! This is the sect I came from, put away your prestige!"

On the sky, the undead dragon Yaowu's majestic movement suddenly froze, and hastily withdrew his dead air, his body shrank rapidly, and he hid behind Sakron timidly, not daring to face Mo Yu's eyes.

Sacron laughed dryly, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

As he fell down, he looked at Xun Liang from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help secretly being surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying sword cultivator in this remote and narrow area. When he was locked by the sword intent just now, with his Cultivation level, the heart is also awe-inspiring.Moreover, according to the title, this sword cultivator and Mo Yu seem to be brothers and sisters... To be able to train such outstanding two disciples is enough to know the sect is extraordinary, but in his sense, there is no strong aura around him, This is strange.

Mo Yu glanced at him, but he didn't get angry because of it. After all, he moved here with murderous intentions before, and the dead monarch didn't know, so this behavior is justifiable.

However, looking at the pale faces of Liu Biancheng and others, he still felt a little guilty, and cupped his hands and said: "Sect Master, Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle, don't worry, this fellow Daoist of the Dead Monarch is a friend that the disciple met in the Central Continent. No malice."

Sacron stared, what?Suzerain, uncle, uncle, what a joke!Three mere monks who have barely cultivated to the seventh level can cultivate the existence of such a terrifying progression as Mo Yu, which is simply ridiculous!

If Mo Yu hadn't spoken in person, he would have shot the person who spoke into the ground, what kind of bastard is that!

But at this moment, with a stiff smile on his face, he nodded to the three of them.You know, Lord Death Monarch has ignored any monks in the Immortal Realm since ancient times!

Liu Biancheng hastily cupped his hands and saluted, "Welcome to our Sijizong, Lord Death Monarch, please come and speak in the hall."

He stretched out his hand to feint, and couldn't help but take a deep look at Mo Yu.

I was so excited before that I didn't think about Mo Yu's cultivation. Since he could make Xun Liang feel like an enemy before, we can know that his cultivation must have reached an extremely terrifying situation in the past ten years.

But now it seems that Mo Yu's strength is probably beyond imagination.

Liu Biancheng didn't know the existence of the False God Realm, but he could feel the irresistible terrifying power, and Sakron's fear of Mo Yu was so obvious... These things are not too hard to guess .

Sacron glanced over from the corner of his eye and saw that Mo Yu didn't express any more, so he smiled immediately and said: "I'm a little tired after traveling a long distance, please trouble the suzerain to arrange a place for me to rest for a while. "

"This..." Liu Biancheng hesitated.

Mo Yu nodded and said, "The suzerain doesn't have to have too many scruples, just do what Sacron said."

"If that's the case, then please trouble Junior Brother Hua Pang to take a trip and take Master Sakron to Bixia Garden to rest."

Hua Pang cupped his hands, "Master Sacron, please."

"No, no, no, Mo Yu must have a lot of things to say when Mo Yu comes back, just find someone to take me there." Sacron waved his hand and turned to leave immediately.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Yu's mouth, and the old guy was quite funny.

Liu Biancheng hastily dispatched two disciples of the Four Seasons Sect to follow up, and took another look at Mo Yu, feeling even more curious. He didn't know what cultivation level he had that could make Sacron so cautious.

He was hesitating whether to ask about this matter, but Xun Liang had already said it.

"Mo Yu, is this person in the False God Realm?" With his current state, knowing the False God, it's no surprise.

Mo Yu nodded, and said directly: "A powerful blasphemer, even among the False Gods, was sealed by the gods of the plane in ancient times, and was only able to escape by chance not long ago. But the previous breath, It was sent by his contract partner, a half-god-level undead dragon, whose strength is comparable to that of the weaker False God."

The demigods and virtual gods are too far away from Liu Biancheng, Hua Pang, Xue Liran and others. Although they knew that it must be an extremely tyrannical existence, they didn't really feel the shock.

Xun Liang looked dignified, he glanced at Mo Yu, and suddenly shook his head helplessly, "I still have some means, really desperate, I may not be able to fight against the False God Realm, I thought I might not be too far behind you, now it seems... ...Sigh, I am afraid that in this life, my brother will not have the chance to catch up with you."

Sakron is a strong man in the False God Realm, and he has a powerful contract partner comparable to the False God. With such a strong overall strength, he must be so cautious when facing Mo Yu. His strength is naturally beyond doubt.

His tone seemed to be a little bit unwilling, but Xun Liang was extremely happy in his heart. He turned around and saw the doubts on the faces of the three people in Liubiancheng became more and more serious. He briefly explained Mo Yu's current cultivation level.

Immortal, demigod, false god, true god!

For ordinary monks, it is an unimaginable level. Even the Immortal Realm is so far away, how dare they expect to practice in the Divine Dao Realm.

But now, Mo Yu has actually become so strong that even the cultivators of the False God are so afraid, so his real strength, could it be that he has reached the Real God Realm?

Mo Yu saw their thoughts at a glance, shook his head and said: "In the plane, the true god has disappeared, and there is still a huge gap between me and this realm." The power is so terrifying, but the body of his race is only in the realm of demigods, and the two avatars of Orleans and the beginning of all demons are even at the immortal level. It may take a very long time to step into the realm of true gods.

The three of Liu Biancheng nodded, but even with this explanation, when they looked at Mo Yu again, their gazes were somewhat different.

Hua Pang sighed softly, expressing their aspirations, "Although I have known for a long time that Mo Yu is definitely not a thing in the pond, I never thought that in just ten years, he could be so powerful. "

Xue Liran took this very seriously, and suddenly raised his head to look at Zhuozhuo, his eyes were full of excitement, "Mo Yu, you are probably the peak existence in the world now, there should not be many people who can compete with you, right?"

Mo Yu nodded and admitted, he didn't hide this point, but said: "No matter how powerful the disciple is today, I will always be a disciple of the Four Seasons Sect." Seeing this statement, Liu Biancheng, Hua Pang, and Xue Li's faces turned sharp. Pan Guang, he smiled and didn't want to get entangled in this matter, and turned to say: "Brother, who is this, don't you want to introduce me?"

Xun Liang smiled, walked up to the girl with big eyes and slightly dark skin, held her hand, and said softly: "She is my wife Afu, Afu, this is the Mo Yu junior brother I mentioned to you earlier , how, is he as good as I said?"

While speaking, there was a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Afu gave Mo Yu a shy look, nodded, but said, "In my heart, Xunliang, you will always be the best!"

Mo Yu laughed out loud when he heard the words, not at all displeased, he only had blessings and comfort in his heart.

Brother Xunliang's indifferent temperament is completely different from Afu's outspokenness. Presumably the two of them will have some happiness when they live together.