Nine suns stepping on the sky

Mo Yu frowned, stretched out his hand to grab it forward, and the ruled hand whizzed out, sank into nothingness, and followed the two of them away.

But in the next moment, he couldn't help frowning, because the breath of the two had completely disappeared from his senses, and naturally he couldn't continue to capture them if he lost the lock.

When it comes to escaping, the Savage Holy Sect really has a lot of means!

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Mo Yu looked at the altar, pondered for a while, took a step forward, and his figure directly landed on it.

The Phaseless Patriarch and the Blood-robed Sovereign fled, but the round altar was left here, but after no one pushed it, it no longer continued to separate, but began to fall continuously, as if it wanted to return to the altar .

Mo Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and held it downward.

hum!

hum!

The round altar was restrained, and suddenly trembled violently, and there was a strong force to break free. On the entire altar, countless runes erupted with dazzling blood.

An angry roar came from nothingness, and went straight to his soul.

Mo Yu snorted, raised his foot and stomped down, the whole altar trembled suddenly, and the countless shining runes also dimmed rapidly.

The power to break free from the round altar weakened rapidly, and he was grabbed by him, and continued to rise upwards.

After a while, the round altar came out completely, Mo Yu's palm sank, and with a little force, he was able to hold it.

This thing doesn't look big, but its weight is probably comparable to a mountain!

After a short hesitation, Mo Yu waved his hand and opened a corner of the seal of the round altar, protruding a trace of soul into it. Even if something goes wrong, he can cut it off at any time without causing any harm to himself.

In the next moment, his face changed, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes. Before he had time to pause, he waved his hand directly to restore the seal to its original state, and looked at the round altar again, which had become extremely dignified.

In this altar, endless powerful energy and blood have gathered, the number is unimaginable!Rolling and surging, it was like a violent sea of ​​anger, and the trace of soul that Mo Yu penetrated was instantly torn into pieces.

I don't know how much monk's blood needs to be extracted to reach such a terrifying level.

Although I don't know what this round altar is, it is not difficult to see from the performance of the ancestor Wuxiang and the blood-robed monarch that this object must have an extremely important role for the Savage Holy Sect. Has an unexpected effect.

But to be on the safe side, Mo Yu waved his hands one after another, and placed several layers of powerful restrictions outside the round altar, and then put it into the storage ring.

After completing this task, he turned around and swept across the hall. After the altar under him lost the round altar, all the runes had dimmed, and there was no more breath ripple.

In the countless crystal containers around, the figures curled up one by one are twitching in pain at this moment, and their bodies are rapidly aging and shriveled, as if the flow of time around them is increasing crazily at this moment.

Their eyes opened tremblingly, and they glanced weakly, but what they showed was gratitude and relief.

In just a short breathing time, all the monks in the crystal containers had died, without any soul fluctuations, as if their souls had already died many years ago.

Mo Yu was silent, but he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. He thought of his mother... Back then, she was captured by the Savage Sacred Sect, and maybe she will suffer the same fate now.

After standing still for a while, Mo Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the flame of hatred in his heart, bowed to their corpses, turned around and strode out of the hall.

With the attack of the undead dragon, it was difficult for the monks of the Savage Holy Sect to make a decent counterattack, and the fight was coming to an end.

The figure who fought with the death monarch was already seriously injured, but instead of running away, his aura became even crazier, and his gestures were completely desperate to kill both sides.

For a while, the death monarch who was forcing him backed back again and again.

Sensing Mo Yu's aura at this moment, he let out a roar, and suddenly rushed straight at the dead monarch regardless of everything, and the terrifying and chaotic aura erupted crazily from his body.

"Blow up!"

The Death Monarch let out a strange cry, and his figure retreated violently.

Mo Yu frowned, suddenly raised his hand and pressed it forward, and growled, "All monks, retreat!"

"The False God blew himself up!"

"Come on!"

Swish!

Swish!

With flashes of inspiration, a celebrity monk moved out quickly.

The next moment...

boom--

boom--

The terrifying self-explosion power erupted completely, and the terrifying destructive force spread and swept outwards, and everything it passed was annihilated!

After a long time, the destructive power gradually dissipated, and everything within a radius of 20 miles was destroyed.

The entire altar of the Savage Holy Sect has completely dissipated.

Fortunately, this self-destruction occurred in the depths of the wild jungle, and the damage to the human race was minimal.

It was also because of this that Mo Yu didn't limit his full strength, and it was much easier to resist. He didn't suffer too serious injuries, and the blood churning in his body quickly returned to calm.

Yunfeng, Qingling and other seven demigods, and the immortal monk behind them, looked at the scene in front of them, couldn't help but gasped at the same time, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

From the look of his eyes, he was very grateful. If Master Mo Yu hadn't acted, at least half of them would have died here.

The death monarch exhaled lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you fellow Taoist Mo Yu for your help."

Beside him, the undead dragon shrunk to the size of a person, and two soul flames danced in its eye sockets. Facing Mo Yu, he lay down cautiously, showing great respect and awe.

Mo Yu waved his hand, "If there were no fellow daoists and Undead Dragons to take action today, it would be difficult to uproot the stronghold of the Wild Sacred Sect during this trip. Besides, you and I are originally allies, and we should help each other, so why should we thank each other?"

"Now that the battle between the other two parties is over, will Fellow Daoist come back with me?"

The Death Monarch hesitated, but nodded.

"Okay! Let's go!"

With a wave of Mo Yu's sleeves, power surged out of nothingness, immediately engulfed everyone, and moved away directly.

……

Shenyuan secret realm, the meeting hall.

"Hahahaha! This time, my human race and the ancient lineage joined forces to eradicate the three strongholds of the Wild Holy Sect in one fell swoop, beheading more than [-] demigods, and over a hundred immortals. The record is brilliant!" Xiao Ao raised his head and laughed, his face full of joy. meaning.

When everyone in the hall heard this, they couldn't help smiling.

This battle went smoothly beyond expectations. Although the sluggish response of the Savage Holy Sect was a bit surprising, the result is now, which still makes people happy.

Qin Gu restrained his smile and said: "From now on until the general offensive begins, you and I must strengthen our defenses, and we must not give the Savage Holy Sect a chance to retaliate." He turned his gaze to Mo Yu and saw that he was a little silent , couldn't help feeling puzzled, and said, "Mo Yu, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Xun Zhao and Xun Liang nodded at the same time, they had already noticed this.

Facing everyone's eyes, Mo Yu paused and said, "In this battle, besides uprooting the stronghold of the Wild Holy Sect, I also got something by accident. I wonder if anyone knows what it is?"

As the words fell, the aura in his hand flickered slightly, and he took out the blood-colored round altar.